Meishan.
This place has become a famous mountain with a radius of thousands of miles.
Zhang Wulang, the leader of Meishan Cult and the founder of the altar, has even become a god in the minds of many hunters. It is a rule to worship Wulang God when entering the mountain.
In the center of the top of the mountain is the Tongtian Altar, which is nine feet high, with hundreds of large black altars placed underneath.
These are the disheveled soldiers and the crazy soldiers who travel to the mountains to hunt.
One three elders and three officials, a total of four people. The upper limit of each person is 10,000, so there are 40,000 rampant soldiers.
Rampant soldiers were dispatched, flying sand and rocks were thrown, altars were overturned and temples were destroyed, the scene looked like the end of the world.
Of course, raising these rampant soldiers also consumes a lot of money. Tens of thousands of incense sticks are burning around the altar all day long, and the smoke pillars can be seen for hundreds of miles.
There is a palace next to the altar. In the palace, Zhang Wulang listened to the report of his subordinates.
"There are a total of 1,261 water masters who are skilled in using magic water to treat diseases. Two hundred of them are masters of exorcism, treatment of diseases, exorcism of beasts, and casting of spells. Thirty of them can become rampant."
Disciple Fa Mang is a secret method developed by Zhang Wulang, which allows people who do not practice the Mang Art of War to summon several ghost soldiers.
First write your name on yellow paper and place it on the corresponding rampant altar for sacrifice. Every cycle, add a drop of your own essence and blood to refine it to refine the corresponding magic water. In this way, you can summon rampant soldiers. .
Because of the blessing of Dharma Water, ghosts will not disappear in the world.
Therefore, within Meishan, Zhang Wulang is also called the altar master.
"What will be the repercussions of collecting money for medical treatment this time?" Zhang Wulang asked.
"There is not much response. We have different charging standards for the poor and the rich, which are still within their affordability."
"That's fine."
The continuous sacrifices had become a burden, so Zhang Wulang thought of charging for medical treatment.
"Altar Master, Sir Xiong Ying invites you."
At this time, someone came over again.
Hearing Xiong Ying's name, Zhang Wulang knew that something was wrong, so he quickly sent someone to notify all parties.
Come to the creek in the back mountain.
Apes play and water flows.
There is a small wooden house by the stream. In front of the house, there is an old man drinking alone. There is a book in front of him, and he seems to be writing something.
Zhang Wulang took a closer look and found that he wrote about Zhu Rong's bloodline.
"Hey, why bother? You could have lived for more than a hundred years." Zhang Wulang sighed as he looked at Xiong Ying, who had aged beyond recognition in just a dozen years.
"Haha, I have to do something for future generations." Xiong Ying put down her pen and motioned for Zhang Wulang to sit down opposite.
"Our Xiong clan has the blood of Zhu Rong. We eat fire and become stronger. Our cultivation speed is far faster than other tribes. With the development of the blood, Zhu Rong's blood has turned into a curse, but..."
Xiong Ying changed the subject, "A few years ago, Xiong Ba entered the Qi-eating realm. He raised the possibility that maybe this was not a curse, but an inability to control the powerful power of his ancestors. Just like a child wielding a knife, he could hurt himself if he was not careful. .”
Therefore, Xiong Ying studied day and night, and even tried the method with his own body, causing a huge deficit in his body.
"Hey, don't be impatient, you're just too impatient."
"Haha, the timing is right. I won't have the chance to study it when I'm older. Now Xiong Ba has broken through Qi Praxis, your third son Zhang Xian has also broken through Qi Praxis, and the eldest son Zhang Fu is about to break through. Plus Yuan Hong, Yu Qi, and There are five people in total."
Xiong Ying feels that she is not the only one who matters. The key is to plan for her son.
He placed Chu's further hopes on Xiong Ba. Now that this boy is young and powerful, the curse will not appear for the time being. When he gets older, there will be no way to save him.
"good."
Xiong Ying put away his notes, and after a while, several rays of light flew over, including Yuan Hong and three young people.
One of them looks somewhat similar to Xiong Ying, but is not as tall as the Xiong family. There is a big contrast between his name and Xiong Ba.
"Father!" Xiong Ba stepped forward and knelt down with tears in his eyes.
"Ahem, don't cry. I have been a king for a hundred years and have long been indifferent to life and death. There is something I must tell you. The first important responsibility of a king is to respect God and protect the people. This is the standard to test whether a king is qualified."
Everyone listened quietly without saying a word.
When the King of Heroes reached the end of his life, he still did not talk about personal feelings, only encouragement to his descendants.
The gods do not allow confusion between yin and yang. Except for official business, the ancestors have no chance to contact the living. In their view, once they die, they will enter eternal peace.
The Kingdom of Chu is different from other countries. The king is not born a king, blood is only part of it. The key is to bear the responsibility of worshiping gods and protecting the people.
Xiong Ying kept repeating this, fearing that her son would follow in his father's footsteps.
Finally, he handed over part of his understanding of Zhu Rong's curse to Xiong Ba, and passed away calmly with a smile.
No matter how loud and powerful he was during his lifetime, he was always peaceful after his death.
Three days later.
In compliance with Xiong Ying's last wish, there will be no fanfare or extravagance.
call!
At the moment of burial, there was a great storm and ghosts and gods greeted him.
A golden light flew out from the tomb and disappeared.
Hades.
Zhang Qi, Xiong Ying and Zhu Man, their father and son, and some core senior officials were waiting.
"Man, how is this kid?" Xiong Ying asked, knowingly but not smiling.
"Very good, far better than me." Zhu Man coughed in embarrassment, and then remembered his bold words, saying that the next descendant would have to give them some big mouths.
Now it seems that this mouth cannot be punched.
"I'll definitely have a chance in the future!"
Soon, the spirit came down with Xiong Ying.
Seeing several ancestors, Xiong Ying bowed down and saluted.
"Is there any position left?" Tang Ping asked Zhang Qidao.
"No more." Zhang Qi also roughly reported the development of Yin Tu.
The underworld of Chu State borders the underworld of this place, just to the south. It is now somewhat barren and belongs to a wild area occupied by no ghosts.
Tang Ping thought for a moment and said: "Xiong Ying, you are good at development. You went to the underworld of Chu to guard and be responsible for picking up the souls of the dead."
"yes!"
Afterwards, Tang Ping made some arrangements for the underworld.
"Have you ever found earth-attributed treasures of heaven and earth?" Tang Ping asked.
There is a ritual of cutting mountains and cutting grass in the underworld contract. Other gods are qualified to practice it, but they can't use it.
Tang Ping guessed that there might not be a cave or a connection between yin and yang.
"I have no idea at the moment."
Tang Ping thought to himself: "Perhaps it can only be found in Jianxia Gorge."
But he was not in a hurry and waited slowly.
The underworld and the Yang world are peaceful, full of vitality, and all things are competing.
The current situation is not suitable for taking risks. You can become stronger just by lying down. It only takes a little time at most. Tang Ping doesn't care about life span.
After that, Tang Ping went into seclusion to practice and strive to break through the Night Wandering God as soon as possible.
On weekdays, he drives a car or teaches a new disciple.
But the world will never be so quiet and peaceful.
The catastrophe is coming.
Heluo, China, Chaoge.
It has been 8,000 years since Pan Geng moved the capital here. This is a sacred city, made entirely of bronze and suspended high in the sky.
What the sun shines on, what the lunar calendar clocks.
Standing among the colorful clouds, phoenixes and birds make pilgrimages, and dragons circle the pillars.
Three hundred feet high in the air, thirty-six thick bronze gates gave rise to long bronze stairs, all the way down to the human world, where caravans of various races came and went.
This is the sacred mountain worshiped by eight hundred princes.
In this era where humans and gods coexist, King Shang is a god, and Zixian, who has been in power for eight hundred years, is a god.
Among the caravans, there were also barbarian kings with blue eyes and square pupils, or horns and ghost faces, who came with their descendants to pay homage.
A large part of them were defeated, and a small number joined on their own initiative.
At this time, a grand memorial ceremony was being held in front of the Shang Palace.
A total of 3,600 people were sacrificed in this ceremony.
They may be buried alive, cooked in cauldrons, or made into dried meat or meat patties.
The smoke rises into the sky like a waterfall of clouds.
Dozens of great shamans who were born with strange phenomena danced and jumped in the smoke in the sky, their figures appeared and disappeared, cloud dragons and colorful phoenixes flew, and the dragons, chilongs and celestial horses on the roof or around the beams came to life one after another.
Red priests, green smoke, golden thrones, and various gods... constitute a bloody and sacred memorial ceremony.
At this time, the barbarian kings from various tribes arrived, and their eldest sons were picked up by the wizards. The ministers received them to bathe and change clothes.
A barbarian king of the cannibals said: "Wow, you are worthy of being from a higher country, eating so many people at once!"
The one-horned minister in red covered his mouth and mocked: "This is not your barbarian tribe. We are sacrificing to God. What are these people? The king killed a tribe with a population of one million in the ghost side at once. This time it is a celebration."
This is a gift from the Kingdom of God, you should learn more from it. "
"Why do you kill so many people if you don't want to eat? You are too barbaric..." The cannibal barbarian king stopped.
"Submit yourself to your Majesty, but I won't be able to claim the title of king in the future. I will take you to watch the ceremony later." The minister said aloofly.
This group of uncivilized barbarians is about to have the most wonderful encounter in their lives. They will see various methods of killing, which will be an eye-opener for guys like them who only know how to chop with knives.
The God of merchants is the supreme God.
Under God are Emperor Ku (also known as Emperor Jun and Emperor Kui), Qi, Xuan Ming, Wang Hai, Shangjiawei, and Shang Tang. There are other emperors and imperial ministers.
God is indescribable, formless, and controls all things.
Ancestors are also God’s ministers. All things in nature, including Emperor Wind, Emperor Cloud, Emperor Sun, Emperor Work, Emperor River, and Emperor Water, must be preceded by the word “Di” to indicate God’s ministers.
There are also foreigners who say that God is actually Emperor Ku, the ancestor of the merchants, but no one has confirmed this statement. Anyway, God is unpredictable.
After the ceremony, someone asked where the eldest son had gone.
The minister presented the meat cake, which tasted extremely fragrant. Just one whiff made people feel comfortable, as if it were some kind of panacea.
The minister smiled slightly and said, "Your son has gone to serve the late king and has left a portion for you. This is a reward from the gods."
The barbarian kings could only eat it. Some took it for granted, while others hated it but could not bear it.
At this point, they are considered "enlightened and enlightened"
At the end of the grand ceremony, King Shang announced the end of the Northern Expedition. Next, he would teach the Southern Barbarians and the Fang Kingdom, who had been cheating on others, a lesson.
Shu, Jing, Qi, Yong, Huaiyi, Xifang, and Lifang are all included in this list.
(End of chapter)
