"Hey, everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."
Tang Ping smiled secretly.
He has never taken risks, let alone taking risks to initiate sacrifices and summon ancient gods.
Tang Ping would not take any risks.
He has never met Ehuang Nüying, but he can use logic to come up with the best solution.
If Ehuang Nuying can really make herself stronger, then their strength will definitely be stronger than hers.
But why should they give themselves benefits? Usually only the lower ones offer sacrifices to the upper ones, while mortals offer sacrifices to heaven, ghosts, gods, and ancestors; sacrifice represents worship and surrender.
Of course Tang Ping is not willing to worship and surrender.
Even if you give up this unexplained benefit, don't make such a risky move.
Half a year has passed and no one in this place has taken the bait.
To this end, Tang Ping is preparing to create some clues.
Jing country.
After the war with Dayi merchants hundreds of years ago, Jing State lost nearly half of its land, but it was still much larger than Chu State.
Jing State is a typical Ze State. It has many more water systems than Chu State. It is densely packed and divides the land into pieces, guarded by different officials.
Longguyi ghost market.
At night, there was mist, and a large city stood between the water systems ahead.
The city is brightly lit, and people in the city use boats to travel.
There is a big green lake next to the city.
There is a legend in Dragon Bone City that originally there were not that many water systems here. There was a dragon living at the bottom of the lake. The nearby river water was caused by the crawling dragon.
At this time, a gray-haired "old man" came to the lake and stood by the lake waiting for a long time. In the early morning, the sun rose from the horizon, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the lake.
puff!
Tang Ping jumped into the water. The lake was turbid and full of algae, making it difficult to see specific things around him.
After a long time, the lake disappeared.
Tang Ping came to a cave. The top of the cave was inlaid with green night pearls. There were numerous figures on both sides of the cave, including strangers, mortals, and strange monsters.
Clearly, this is a ghost market.
Although the scale is not as large as Jianxia, it is still much larger than the Wu's Ghost Market back then.
Tang Ping pretended to take out some herbal medicines to set up a stall. During this period, he also exchanged supplies with others. If he didn't have any ghost money, he would trade magic weapons and prescriptions.
The magic weapon passed through many hands, and finally the secret was discovered by the master.
Dragon Bone City, the residence of Wei Qing. Wei Qing is one of the top ministers of the Jing Kingdom. He and Dong Shiqing serve as the two guardians of the king, one dark and one bright respectively.
Deep underground is another small cave.
There is a blood pool in the center of the cave. The smell of blood lingers in the entire cave hall. Blood bubbles pop out of the five-foot-square blood pool. There are no less than a hundred baby corpses surrounding the red water.
Sitting by the pool was a man with sickly white skin.
He was so white that you could see the veins, and there were veins in the whites of his eyes. He was meditating with his upper body naked, and there were white hemorrhoids on his belly that looked like fresh cowhide.
White hemorrhoids are seen in the abdomen and there are green veins in the eyes. This is the root and bone of the gods.
This is Wei Shuang, the second son of the Wei family.
As the descendants of the Dark Guard, it is impossible for their appearance to be known. They spend most of their time hidden in the darkness, and their skin becomes extremely pale.
At this time, the blood pool stopped bubbling and a fresh baby corpse floated out.
Wei Shuang finished his work, his pupils covered with green threads flashed with a vicious luster, and he roared in a low voice, saying:
"Why, why so..."
The highest level immortal body is Bai Zhi Jian's abdomen, with green veins in the eyes, lying bones in the yin, yin bones in the chest, fungi in the palm, and black mountains in the nose.
He only occupied two of them. The purpose of building this immortal pool was to see if he could artificially create immortal root bones.
It's a pity that the success fell short.
Wei Shuang blamed all this on his father and elder brother. They must be hiding something.
"Damn it! One day, I will make you regret it."
His coveted position as head of the family and his beloved woman were taken away by his brother.
Wei Shuang vented for a moment and took out a tortoise shell fragment. Judging from the pattern, this fragment was at least over 50,000 years old.
The lines on it vaguely resemble a map.
He carefully took out the scattered fragments, which were indeed maps.
The tortoise shell is a sacrificial object for wizards. The tortoise shell from at least 50,000 years ago has a map on it. What secret is hidden in it?
Wei Shuang's eyes flashed with excitement.
Because there is a certain terrain on the pattern that I seem to recognize.
Wei Shuang carefully put away the tortoise shell. It was said that it was sold by an old man as a medicinal material, but it was a pity that he got an advantage.
He had a vague hunch that maybe this was an opportunity to change his destiny.
After searching all the way and carefully checking the spots to make sure there were no traps, Wei Shuang came to the cave.
Wei Shuang laughed loudly while looking at the confessions and stories in the cave.
"Haha, God helps me! Empress E, the ancient goddess!"
Wei Shuang didn't doubt it was fake. Few people know that Ehuang Nvying is the god of the Xiang River. She has no family background. Ordinary people have never heard of Ehuang Nvying, let alone associate Ehuang Nvying with the Xiangshui River.
This alone is enough to increase Wei Shuang's trust in this sacrificial method.
"Can this method allow me to enter Qi refining?"
Wei Shuang thought.
He was only a little short of refining his qi, and just that little bit had stuck him for decades.
This time may be an opportunity, not only to replenish the bones, but also to break through the realm.
Wei Shuang took down the contents on the stone wall and searched them inside and out. During the process, he found Xiangfei bamboo and a mirage dragon that had lost its mind and only survived in its physical body.
"Everything is ready, why doesn't this person perform the sacrifice immediately?"
Wei Shuang became alert. The stone wall said that he had fought with the enemy and was weak due to old age.
But what about the body?
Wei Shuang searched for a long time and finally found scattered bones and powder all around.
In an instant, everything that happened in this place was outlined. The body was so completely broken into pieces, and there were no traces of a fight, it could only mean that it was his own doing.
Wei Shuang understood the master's thoughts. The corpses of masters often contain many secrets, and even the weaknesses of the family.
After the death of the members of the Wei family, they were buried in a forbidden area under heavy guard. If there was no time to bury them on the battlefield, they also had special methods to destroy their bodies.
"There should be nothing left."
Wei Shuang walked out of the cave.
Fly to Dragon Bone City.
boom!
The moment he left, the cave collapsed.
After a long time, Tang Ping emerged from the ground.
"Finally got the hang of it."
Tang Ping smiled and said that it was not in vain that he had prepared so many things.
The next step is to follow this guy, watch his every move, and see if he can summon anything.
The other party should not find him. When it comes to hiding methods, Tang Ping is the first, and no one dares to say the second. Although it is not his territory, he can control wood and water, and use the surrounding environment to hide his traces.
This is something that ordinary gods cannot do.
Afterwards, Tang Ping waited at the bend of the Xiang River.
This place is located between two mountains, the river is fast, and there are only apes or apes on both sides of the river. It is inaccessible, and there may be monsters hiding there. It is hidden enough.
Regarding the location of the altar, Tang Ping imposed restrictions and stipulated that only this place could be used to offer sacrifices. Otherwise, Wei Shuang would be in trouble if he just found a place.
"Within half a year, if you don't make sacrifices within half a year, I will kill people to take back the things."
There is a small snake made of essence hidden in a very tricky place in the body of the mirage. If it is activated one day, the location of that person can be determined.
Of course, this can only be used once, and the other party will have to discover it once.
After waiting for a long time, Tang Ping felt bored, so he stretched out his finger and a stream of green essence flew out from the forest. The essence was like a long snake, twisting and twisting and falling into the palm of his hand, forming a green ball.
Then he placed the sphere on a weed beside him.
The majestic wood gas poured into the weeds and was absorbed by the weeds. With a flash of green light, the weeds turned into a young man with green skin the size of a thumb.
"Meet the gods!" The young man's attitude was very respectful. Although he was not born with this knowledge, he also knew that the person in front of him was his noble person.
"Look at this place. If any outsiders come, recite this mantra silently..." Tang Ping taught the straw man the mantra for offering sacrifices to the gods.
"As you command!"
After arranging the spies, Tang Ping disappeared.
This technique is called enlightenment, and it was accidentally researched by Tang Ping.
After enlightenment, these things may not necessarily become monsters. They just play a role of encouraging others to grow. As for how many days they can survive, or whether they can follow the trend of cultivation, it depends on the person's own understanding.
Generally, they only live a month or two, sometimes half a year.
Tang Ping returned to the underworld.
There are four elders in the underworld.
Corresponding to the banyan tree, yin soil, altar and pool respectively.
Most of the people in the water pool are from the Long, Yu and Yu clans.
The altar is usually a Meishanshui master.
The banyan tree is Zhang Fu, and the yin soil is Xiong Ying.
Returning to the underworld, not far away is a banyan tree with a radius of dozens of miles. It is huge and frightening.
There are divine palaces in Yintu and water pools.
Most of the underworlds in this area are controlled by the gods of the Chu Kingdom.
Many gods obeyed the orders of the Shenhou. Although the Shenhou was not born yet, he became famous as the underworld of Chu expanded.
At this time, Tang Ping appeared in Xijian Mountain.
This place did not expand quickly. Because there were no tribal or national sacrifices, Tang Ping could not find a suitable candidate, so he simply stayed idle.
Professional counterpart is very important. If the sacrifice cannot benefit the Yin and Yang worlds, it is better not to perform the sacrifice at all.
If there is no water to worship the water god, and if there is water to worship the fire god, wouldn't it be uncomfortable for both parties?
Therefore, Tang Ping would rather be free than pay attention to it.
He flew out of the Copper Mountain.
Walking along the road, you can see several large cities, and the ghosts seem to be living normally in the mortal world.
The architecture of the underworld is very different from that of the Yang world. The difference lies in the color. Because the underworld is all gray, the colors are used more heavily. Chu people are still red, the city walls are all bright blood red, and the vermilion city gates are painted with a dragon boat. There are people, cranes and toads on the dragon boat.
The dragon boat symbolizes carrying the soul to eternal peace, and this city is the end of death.
"Ghost Niba, Ghost Bamboo, Ghost Peach, and Ghost Liquid are sold cheaply!"
"Cotton coat, sword, armor..."
"Roasted cockroaches, roasted centipedes..."
There are small stalls selling food on both sides of the city, and strange ghosts go shopping. The grand scenery of the world has been moved to the underworld.
The pavilion maintains order and manages the market.
On the second floor of the tavern, an elegant middle-aged man in a wide robe and long sleeves drank tea from the underworld and looked at the people coming and going.
"Tsk, tsk, it turns out that the underworld is like this, and it is no different from the mortal world. I have to remember it..."
The middle-aged man took out his notebook, recorded what he saw and heard, and went back to compile it into poetry.
"The dragon boat returns home, ghosts and gods come to Tonglou."
The city in the underworld is called Tonglou, the tower of the underworld. The underground master controls everything. He is the incarnation of the earth and the master of the underworld.
The difference between Chu State's underworld and others lies in its concept.
Tang Ping always puts his philosophy first when doing things, advocating the separation between yin and yang and peace after death.
This side of the underworld has less disputes and more yin and fire.
There have been no disputes for nearly a hundred years.
Tang Ping came to the tallest and largest Tong Tower.
On the roof of the Baizhang Building, a man with pale skin and flame lines on his skin was practicing meditation with his eyes closed.
This is Xiong Ying, and Xiong Man is one of the two great Qi refiners in the underworld.
Xiong Ying opened his eyes and saw the Lord Shen standing in front of him. He quickly stood up to pay his respects.
"No need to be polite."
Tang Ping looked around and roughly understood the development of the underworld.
The underworld is full of talents, and the four major territories combined have more than 30 wandering gods, more than ten times the number in the past.
"I have four quotas for pavilions, and each pavilion has ten elders. You guys choose some ghosts to take charge according to the regulations."
There are gods in the sun and ghosts in the underworld.
Tinghou is equivalent to the global god who rules everything in the underworld. He has the right to deprive his subordinates of their priesthood and can divide and organize his own team.
The Pavilion Marquis is in charge of ten elders and one hundred pavilion chiefs.
This amount is not too much compared to the number of ghosts in the underworld.
"Marquis Ting...Thank you very much to the gods. I will definitely live up to the expectations of the gods."
Xiong Ying was extremely excited. As the name Tinghou implies, he was just a prince of a pavilion, but he was also a prince of a certain area. How could he not be excited?
Soon, Xiong Ying, Zhu Man, Zhang Fu and Yu Ji were all awarded the rank of Tinghou.
As for their subordinates, Tang Ping was too lazy to seal them off one by one. He just asked them to find their own people and reserve some vacancies for masters in the Yang Realm.
After arranging everything, Tang Ping went to Qujiang to have a look. Du Yu had lived in Meishan for a long time and often led his seven generals to train rampant troops. He was probably going to build a strong army.
Two months later.
night.
The Xiang River is fast and there is an altar by the river.
In front of the altar was a young man with pale skin and green veins in his eyes.
The altar is made of yellow tear stains, on which are enshrined a red-maned white dragon and a bamboo.
The dark sky is dotted with stars, and silvery white light shines on the earth.
The river is dark and green, and dragons can be seen turning over from time to time, and the water laps on both sides.
Wei Shuang sang and danced in the night, while mugwort smoke curled into the sky.
boom! !
The water surface exploded, a dark wind suddenly rose, and the water curtain covered a radius of ten miles.
"Roar!!"
Two slender white dragons with pink horns jumped out of the water, and the cold wind blew the sacrifices into the sky.
Soon, the white dragon transformed into two women in white. The two women looked similar, with skin like white jade and eyes like stars. One had a red chrysanthemum pattern between her eyebrows, and the other had a phoenix pattern.
The moment the two women appeared, the world seemed to become brighter.
The noisy river wind, roaring river water, and the sound of falling leaves in the forest converge into a gorgeous movement.
The two gods stood in the clouds.
Wei Shuang knelt down and knelt down, saying: "Ordinary people, please pay homage to the goddess of Xiangshui."
The woman with the red phoenix pattern on the left opened her sandalwood mouth lightly and said: "Please get up. After you bow to me, enter my door. Come here!"
Wei Shuang flew over cautiously.
The woman tapped Wei Shuang's forehead from afar.
Wei Shuang closed her eyes and sensed the information in her mind.
"This is the first chapter of Huangdi's Dragon Transformation Technique. It can help you enter the Dinxia Realm. From now on, come here on the fifteenth day of every month to receive the dragon's blood."
"Yes." Wei Shuang smelled the voice-over and asked tentatively: "What are the orders of the two goddesses?"
"I have an enemy named the Candle Snake. This snake has stolen the fire of the Kingdom of the Heavenly Emperor. To avoid alerting the snake, you find an opportunity to seize the fire from the mouth of the Candle Snake. Then we will take action. After success, you will be the leader of the country. Enjoy immortality.”
"It's actually related to Mingzhu Palace."
Tang Ping understood clearly not far away.
The fire of the snake holding the candle actually belonged to Empress Tao'e and Nv Ying. The original name of the country of worry-free was Zhi (Nian Zhi) Republic of China, which was the land opened up by Emperor Shun for his descendants.
The longevity of the candle-bearing snake may be related to this god-given land.
"Yes!!" Wei Shuang promised firmly.
(End of chapter)
