In the first year of Emperor Xin's reign, Eawn was planted.
Every year on the day of the autumn harvest, all over the land, except for barbarians such as the Rong tribe and Guifang tribe in the north, the Chinese people would hold a grand sacrificial ceremony.
It is not only to celebrate the autumn harvest, but also to offer sacrifices to ancestors and gods.
Since the day of the Ear Grain, various princes have begun to prepare their own and tribute merchants' sacrificial ceremonies for the autumn sacrifice.
For the Autumn Sacrifice, the main position is the ancestor, and the ancient sages such as the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors occupy the first place, and then the second, third and fourth signs (tablets or temple names) are set up according to the order of their ancestors. The longer the clan and city-state are passed down, the more their rules and regulations will be. The more exaggerated the group, the larger the number of human sacrifices required.
For example, in the royal family of the Great Shang Dynasty, each group involved several direct or collateral ancestors, forming the so-called collective temple owners. The intricate businessmen often formulated dozens of sacrificial methods based on different identities, statuses and blood relationships.
For example: Fa (beheading), Xi (holding an ax and ax to chop the head), Mao (cutting in half from top to bottom), and so on.
Secondly, sacrifices are made to gods. Generally speaking, different regions have different gods of autumn sacrifices, but in Northern Xinjiang and Dashang they mainly offer sacrifices to the Empress Dowager Tu and the God of Autumn - Lushao.
In previous years, Mengchang had also wondered whether the gods recommended human sacrifice. He didn't know, but for the ancestors, regardless of whether there was reincarnation or not, did they really like this bloody drama of cannibalism?
Let’s make a bold guess. In primitive societies in the past, there was not much food, and the victors did not have so many resources to raise captives. Moreover, they also had to worry about the rebellion of the captives, so they used human sacrifice to control the population or to frighten the enemy. But things are different now. A method suitable for the primitive era has been continued to this day, turning into a complex and complicated etiquette, and even later generations invented various sacrificial methods step by step.
Just like, the core thoughts of Confucius are benevolence and propriety, advocating that benevolent people love others, and advocating that do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. But as time goes by, there will always be descendants who turn a set of moral standards into tools and shackles that bind "people and benevolence" with other purposes.
Back to business.
This year is different from the past. In the past, what every family was worried about was the ritual utensils. If there were not enough ritual utensils to reflect their own identity and status, how could we let our ancestors see our prosperity? Let the gods favor our city-state?
Now the issue of ritual vessels is no longer important. What is important is human sacrifice. Without ritual vessels, it can only be said that the etiquette is not done properly. What if there are no human sacrifices?
Isn’t that just starving the gods? If even the gods don’t have enough to eat, who can expect good weather in the coming year?
This year is already full of disasters. If there are not enough human sacrifices and punishments continue to be imposed next year, wouldn’t it be a vicious cycle? Not as good as before year after year, and then worse year after year?
At least, in this era, whether you say that the princes are ignorant or can't help themselves, at least for the moment, no one dares to question this set of sacrificial rituals.
No one can understand the causes of disasters such as ice ages, floods, volcanoes, and meteorites.
Likewise, this world is also extremely imbalanced. There are many natural disasters that occur naturally, and there are also many strange beasts or "immortals" who have the ability to create these natural disasters.
Nobles still have rituals and pleasures, but for the common people, it is really just about living.
The army would usually set up small sacrifices to show respect to the ancestors and the God of Autumn, but until the beginning of the year, Grand Master Wen did not make any arrangements. Perhaps the Grand Master who intercepted the disciples did not care about these. .
In the commander's camp, I heard that the Grand Master informed the generals about the situation in Yicheng, and then asked everyone for advice.
In fact, not only Wen Taishi, but also everyone was scratching their heads. To deal with the savage Kuilong and Hydra, it was just a typing call, but if there was a disease disaster, they were really helpless.
The entire camp was silent for more than a quarter of an hour. The most effective speech was made by Chao Lei.
Just rush into Yicheng and kill this guy with one knife.
If the problem cannot be solved, then the Fei who created the problem for the army will be killed. Then there will be no more?
That's putting it lightly.
What is Fei? It looks like a cow with a white head and one eye with a snake tail. Its name is Fei. If it moves on water, it will be exhausted, if it moves on grass, it will die, and if it sees it, there will be a great epidemic in the world.
The body is as huge as a mountain, and the strength is endless. In addition to the power of the disease, other magical powers are also extremely powerful. It can move mountains and fill the sea, sound like a bell, move like thunder, and is filled with the fog-like disease aura.
If you want to kill him, you must at least break the plague first and get close enough to him, unless there is a person like Yi in this group of people who can kill him with an arrow from thousands of miles away.
Wen Taishi looked at Feng Lin and asked in a deep voice, "Has Duke Xuan been on standby?"
Feng Lin replied: "Reporting to Grand Master, General Kong Xuan has led the four generals of the Demon Family to set up a five-element formation outside Yicheng, trapping Yicheng and preventing entry or exit."
Looking at the gloomy scene in the camp, Yu Qing, who had just joined Chaoge's crusade, thought for a while and then said.
"Master, talking about the plague, I thought of a good friend who might have a way to deal with this plague beast."
"Who can do that?"
Master Wen was also a little surprised. His two disciples had only been in the school for a short time and their magic power was not very advanced. They could actually know an expert and be able to deal with such a difficult beast.
"When my junior brother and I were in Biyou Palace, we made friends with a senior brother from Kowloon Island, Zhu Tianlin. His teacher, Lu Yue, was extremely proficient in plague magic. If even Senior Uncle Lu Yue couldn't solve this plague, then I'm afraid there are only three of them in the world. Only Master can take action to subdue them."
Wen Taishi was deep in thought. He knew that Lu Yue was a self-proclaimed Qi Practitioner from the famous mountain in Kowloon Island. He was extremely capable and was good at refining various magical weapons that specialized in killing.
It's just that this person has always been disliked in the religion. He is a good-natured person who likes great achievements and loves face very much. He always says to everyone he meets: "I am the first among the Jie Jiao sect. Lu Yue's reputation spreads all over the world."
If others were bragging, that would be fine. He was bragging about it every day.
Not only Wen Zhong disliked this person, but the entire inner and outer sects also disliked this master of weapon refining.
But if the plague is to be controlled, as his apprentice said, Lu Yue seems to be really capable of a big job.
"But the leader personally ordered that the disciples are not allowed to leave the mountain. This..."
Ji Li has a rather free-spirited personality. When he saw his master in trouble, he immediately stepped forward and spoke.
"Master, there are thousands of outer sect disciples, how can the master take care of everyone?"
"Since the day the mountain was sealed, Master Duobao has been the only one who has been in charge of the disciples of the inner sect. On the outer sect, Uncle Zhao himself has been riding a black tiger to make friends and visitors."
"A few days ago, in the Aolai Kingdom of the East China Sea, Luo Xuan of the Fire Dragon Island had a dispute with Princess Long Ji. There was a big fire and the princess's ceremony was burned down. Princess Long Ji was so angry that she threatened to refine it after she returned. Here’s the magic weapon to restrain the fire spell!”
Master Wen struck Ji Li lightly with his whip and taught his apprentice a stern lesson.
"You said that you listen to people in the corner all day long, and you don't have any improvement in your magic power. You just like to ask around for some weird and interesting stories. If you don't practice, do you want your senior brother to call an old man junior brother?"
A rebuke was a reprimand, but Ji Li's words also attracted Wen Zhong's attention.
The leader has always been tolerant towards the outer sects, with very few restrictions. As an inner sect disciple, if he could personally invite his fellow disciples from the outer sect and lower his profile a little, the always arrogant Lu Yue would be able to help the army.
And just like generals love BMWs and soldiers love swords.
Lu Yue has always been famous for his plague spells. He should be quite interested when encountering an ancient plague like Fei.
"Mengchang, what kind of disinfection did you do in the injury camp in Yuncheng last time?"
"If you were asked to be the former army general, stationed at the first line of defense, and responsible for intercepting the disease-infected beasts and ordinary beasts in Yicheng, would you be sure?"
Mengchang did not answer immediately. He first thought about whether he could take on this important task.
If you fail to take the responsibility of resistance if you fail to take the responsibility of resistance, then you will truly be looking at the lives of hundreds of thousands of troops as nothing.
"Report to Grand Master that Meng Chang is willing to take on this responsibility."
"But just in case, please ask the grand master to add more defensive lines. Even if Meng Chang dies, he will buy time for the following generals to form their formation."
Master Wen nodded with satisfaction. This young man may be a little naughty, but he is still a very good person. He is kind-hearted and dares to be the first.
"Take the mighty general Meng Chang, lead the right army troops and horses, switch to the front army, and deploy the first line of defense."
"Come with Zhang Kui, the commander-in-chief of Mianchi Pass, to lead the left army and set up the second line of defense."
"Deng Jiugong, the commander-in-chief of Sanshanguan, will take charge of all affairs of the Chinese army's camp and be responsible for the final Yishui camp."
"General, you honor your order!" The three of them received the order.
Deng Chanyu sneaked away from her father and stood silently in the front army array. She kicked Zhao Bing who was about to ask questions and threatened Zhao Bing and other generals with the five-light stone in his hand.
"From today onwards, all armies will go their own way, and Jiugong will hold the banner."
"When I return to camp, I will attack Yicheng again."
"promise!!!"
The five armies were rotating, and the military situation was adjusting and operating. At this time, Kong Xuan was not there. When the grand master just left, a stubborn stone quietly disappeared in the mountains and forests outside the camp.
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"Senior brother, Kong Xuan and the four generals of the Mo family have been trapped in Yicheng."
"Wen Zhong also flew to the sea to find helpers."
"The connection between Chaoge City and the Beihai Army has been severed. It's time to take action."
On a barren land, there is no distinction between east, west, north and south, only a world filled with light.
Standing on the white clouds is a kind-hearted Taoist with a smiling face. He wears a solemn treasure on his head. His face is full of energy, and there seems to be a faint flow of precious light. It is like bright jewelry and jade, which naturally shines, making people look at it for a while. It gives rise to admiration and closeness.
And the person he asked about.
Sitting on the twelfth-grade lotus throne is a majestic Taoist with a lotus rosary on his chest and a white lotus robe. He has a gentle face, a crown on his head, and a golden magic pestle lying under his body. It is a majestic treasure.
But Master Lianhua was covering his chest at this time, seeming a little uncomfortable, and did not answer his junior brother's question.
"Senior brother, is the God of Zhongshan really that powerful? Even you can't do anything to defeat him?"
"If it weren't for the backlash of cause and effect when the heavenly power was shaken, this wouldn't be the case. I need to rest for a period of time. I will have to trouble my junior brother with the follow-up arrangements."
"Don't mention this matter to others. The power of the God of Zhongshan's strike contains time. That is a truth that the teacher has not touched upon. It is not so easy to digest."
The Taoist on the white cloud clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and replied with a smile: "Yes, senior brother, please rest quietly, junior brother will take care of it."
After saying this, the lotus petals grew on the lotus throne, and soon the Taoist on the lotus throne was wrapped in the heart of the lotus, escaping into endless light.
"Maitreya, I want to go to the Middle Earth as my master, so please guard the door!"
Under the white clouds, a wealthy Taoist with droopy ears and a full sky. After hearing the call, he immediately stepped forward and praised the white clouds: "Teacher, please go with ease, Maitreya knows."
After saying this, white clouds surged, and in less than a moment, they arrived from the Western Paradise.
Taoist Baiyun faded away the clouds and walked barefoot along the stone steps respectfully. There was a majestic palace on the stone steps, with luan birds singing in harmony. There was a golden edict at the main gate, which read "Wa Palace".
"Taoist Zhunti from the Western Sect, please see the ancestor of the Nuwa clan!"
The Taoist's voice was heard before anyone arrived. The Taoist's posture was very low and his smile made the two boys at the door fall in love with him at a glance.
"Pass on Emperor Wa's order to invite the saint to enter the palace."
The decree came from the palace, and the girl opened the door and signaled Zhunti to enter.
Zhunti is not upset. Since ancient times, human saints have emerged one after another. Nuwa has a very high status. In addition, now that someone is asking for help, it is something that the other party is unwilling to help. It is not easy to meet her.
Coming out of the palace gate, the huge Wa Palace was empty, except for six or seven maids, and no one else.
The majestic main hall was covered with red curtains, and it was obvious that Nuwa was not willing to meet this Taoist who had come from afar.
Zhunti still greeted him respectfully, and then asked: "Zhunti has met the ancestor Nuwa. May I ask if Emperor Wa still remembers the signature we signed in Zixiao Palace that day?"
Nuwa's gentle voice was light but clear, "If I remember correctly, there are still ten years left?"
"Yes, but as things have changed today, all fellow Taoists have made arrangements in advance. According to the agreement, please ask Emperor Wa to give me the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb."
When the Haotian God asked the Twelve Golden Immortals to participate in the canonization of gods, there were three little demons in Xuanyuan's tomb to absorb a little of the human emperor's energy and nourish themselves. Otherwise, An Neng would be able to enter the great world without the emperor's energy. The royal court of Shang is close to the current human king Emperor Xin?
"Oh, the ten-year period has not come yet. Fellow Taoist Zhunti, please come back!"
The smile on Zhunti's face stopped suddenly. Apparently he didn't expect Nuwa to reject him? Isn't this something that has been promised a long time ago?
"Emperor Wa, don't be joking. These three demons are of great importance. Please give them to me quickly, so..."
A ball of red hydrangea flew out and hit Zhunti directly. Zhunti was shocked. The blessed pestle appeared in his hand and blocked the hydrangea back to the red tent with one blow. He hurriedly took a few steps back.
"What does Emperor Wa mean by this? Why do you want to attack Pindao?"
"Don't bother with my formal pretentiousness. I'm a wild man and I don't have the patience to flirt with you here. I'm telling you for the third time that before the ten-year deadline comes, where did you come from and where will you go back!"
"I always keep my word, and I never break my promise. If I can't do it before the time is up, go back to your Western world."
"Caiyun, Biyun, see you off!"
Looking at the angry Nuwa in the red tent, Zhunti's face turned bitter. It was impossible to fight her, not to mention that she could not beat her. She also had several brothers and descendants.
If you fight with her, no matter you win or lose, you will have to be visited by those crazy people. Then it is not just you who will be beaten, but your senior brother will also be pulled out of the endless light and beaten. I am afraid that the entire Elysian World will not be the same. To be reduced to rubble.
At this moment, Zhunti misses his senior brother a little. Usually, his senior brother handles things and he can just execute them himself. When he was presiding over important events today, he knew that it was really not easy for his senior brother.
Being driven out of the Wa Palace by Caiyun and Biyun like chasing chickens and dogs, Zhunti looked at a loss and kept calculating with his right hand.
"Eh? How could this happen?"
Zhunti's calculations became more and more complicated. The originally clear secrets became extremely obscure, and various future possibilities were intertwined and confusing. Now Zhunti's face became even more confused.
This...why was this secret suddenly obscured? Isn't this completely inconsistent with the plan the teacher said?
It was abnormal, the plan had changed, there was something wrong with this world, he couldn't figure out what caused it, and it actually messed up the teacher's plan that day.
Not caring about any more fussing with Nuwa, Zhunti picked up her robe and ran down the steps.
Immediately after the white clouds surged, this powerful venerable man immediately returned to the Western Paradise.
"Brother, come out quickly, something big has happened."
"I beat Emperor Wa, but she refused to give me three demons."
"Come out quickly, senior brother."
"This Conferred God, he has become abnormal!"
The two are combined into one chapter. I hope Father Zhong will accept it. Can it be used as two chapters?
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