It may be a bit awkward to say, but anyone with a deeper understanding of the Death Cult can easily understand that the appearance of these three people is not their original appearance, nor is it the result of illusion. Under the blessing of the Corpse God, after passing through With appropriate rituals and prayers, every high-level monk of the Death Cult has the ability to transfer the soul of himself or a senior master to a corpse. In theory, any corpse can be used, but in the teachings of the Death Cult, The more decayed the corpse is, the more it is "awakened" to prove the power of the Corpse God. Therefore, contrary to what ignorant outsiders imagine, the "reincarnation" objects chosen by these high-level monks are not those with beautiful appearance and strong body. The newly dead people are rotten corpses that have been damaged in various ways, or they are freaks who were born with deformities and were unable to become adults. They firmly believe that only by choosing to possess such a corpse can they praise the glory of the Corpse God and win the favor of the Corpse God. Monks who choose to be reincarnated on a healthy corpse will find that they have lost all the special abilities they received from the Corpse God and become miserable. of mortals.
And once they are possessed by these rotten corpses that are born with major flaws, they must rely on the blessing of the Corpse God to allow them to continue to move freely. In this case, no one dares to do anything to the Corpse God's teachings. It is a disrespectful thought, because as long as the Corpse God takes back her favor, the souls of these monks will be trapped in the smelly flesh coffins forever - how can the traitors who turn their backs on the God of Death enjoy the peace of death?
Therefore, the behavior of the monks who worship death cannot be measured by ordinary people's emotions and reason. Their life and death are to respect and worship their gods. What they fear is not death, but eternal life. They decorate their temples and palaces with blood, bones and dying people, leaving thousands of miles of fertile wilderness desolate and uninhabited. There are no outposts or city walls on their borders, and they don't even have an army - there is no need for this at all, only the corpse god's With an order, thousands of warriors will naturally emerge from the ground.
It is this kind of desolation and depression that has given many people, including immortals, the illusion that the Death Worship Cult is just a garbage sect that the ignorant people in the frontier wasteland use for spiritual sustenance when they are struggling to survive. Those fox fairies and wild ghosts on the border are no different. Looking down from the cloud boat that the immortal family occasionally sailed by, there were only scattered huts, small-scale villages and huge and glorious temples that were incompatible with these scenes. They naturally thought that the ghost country was so perverse and did not perish. It’s just that my elders don’t go to conquer it.
Oh, don’t be as naive as them, thinking that the monks of the Death Cult will only hide in the house and chant sutras! They are always thinking about how to get the blessing of the Corpse God, and the strategies they come up with are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, because they do not care about human relations, nor morality and law. The scriptures of the Death Worship Cult clearly say: "Be the eyeball." When there are maggots crawling in the house, who would notice whether the eyes are black or yellow?"
Countries and towns neighboring the Ghost Country have disappeared overnight in the wind and sand. A passing businessman will be horrified to find that the village he passed last year has been deserted, and the pot on the stove is still full of food. with food that has not yet rotted. Few people noticed these clues, and the borders of the ghost country gradually became as desolate as the ghost country itself, as if infected by the plague. Finally, they were considered to be part of the ghost country. The mysterious "plague" spread from these new territories. spread to new neighbors.
A few keen immortals noticed something unusual and warned others. However, the death-worshiping monks promptly poured out large sums of money and other resources, and most of these warnings dissipated. In the wind, in recent years they have discovered that money is as useful in immortals as it is among mortals, so they have become more active. This attack on Qingzhou City is with the full support of the allies of the Xiao family. ongoing.
Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the young monk's face. The Xiao family on Qiyun Peak has probably never received such strong support from his so-called allies! All the powers and resources given to them by the Xiao family were taken for granted by them. On the contrary, the rotten fish and empty promises offered by the Death Worship Cult made them all fascinated. Ah, Not everyone is like this. Chang Zhi'an looked very wary just now. It's a pity that a person like him who has neither outstanding qualifications nor talents can provide the family with more benefits than what the Death Worship Cult promised. How is it possible to bring back the entire family that was blinded by interests and arrogance?
He walked seven steps north and bowed respectfully to the throne. Enshrined on the throne was a woman wearing a skull wreath and a group of snakes at her feet. Outsiders often mistaken this statue for the corpse god, and even A well-informed true immortal like Xiao Qianqiu is no exception, and people in the Death Worship Cult will never make such stupid mistakes. She is a "Xi Zhi", a former senior monk of the Death Worship Cult. After her seven After reincarnation, the Corpse God descended on her just like monks reincarnated on corpses, and then she became a part of the powerful Corpse God, the throne of the Corpse God. The real Corpse God is as empty and formless as death.
Other monks also saluted to the throne of the Corpse God. They all knew that the location of the Corpse God was elusive, unknown and unrecognizable, so the target of salutes could only be its throne, which is the Xi Corpse. Afterwards, they started a conversation like praying, and everyone spoke only to Xi Zhi. Under the influence of the spell, all of their voices sounded the same desolate, as if only Xi Zhi was speaking in an empty room. Ask and answer, and they just kneel in silence.
"Qingzhou City is already bathed in blood, death is flowing in the streets and alleys, and it will be the same on Qiyun Peak tomorrow."
"Qiyunfeng still has some power."
"Pieceful power."
"Don't be careless."
"None of the true immortals of the Xiao family thought..."
"Some of them are trying to fight with us..."
"Tomorrow after tomorrow, sacrifices will be made here to the Corpse God."
"It was meant to be."
Ujida could feel the excitement coming from the young monk. Suddenly, a force completely different from that of a stranger touched her. She opened her eyes wide and sighed involuntarily: "Master Guru?"
In the secret temporary temple of the Death Worship Cult that she peered into, eight white female arms rose up in front of her eyes!
