This is a deep and damp cave, and the sound of the water at the entrance of the cave is faintly cold.

The waterfall flowed down from above, crashing against the rock face, splashing a large area of water and falling on a pitch-black figure.

The figure was dressed in tatters, covered in blood, and breathing very weakly from the tip of its nose, and if it weren't for the fact that its chest was still a little heaving, I am afraid that everyone would have thought that it was a corpse thrown in a cave.

The corpse, covered in blood, suddenly trembled slightly after being silent for a long time, and then the closed eyes slowly opened a little.

……

I opened my eyes slightly, looked around at the darkness, and muttered, "Where is this?"

Immediately, the memories in my head came flooding back, and the scenes that had happened before appeared in my mind. I remembered that I was ambushed by the Blood Killing Hall before, and I escaped by jumping off a cliff and hiding in this cave!

It hurts, and the whole body is still tearing.

I checked the situation, and a wry smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, and my current condition seemed to be a little miserable, so to speak, covered in bruises.

However, after resting for so long, my strength has recovered a lot.

As for those injuries, there was no major problem, there were no fatal injuries in the first place, plus my body was strong, and the dragon qi protected my body, and after a little adaptation, I slowly stood up.

I reached into my arms and took out a few pills from the interlayer of the soft gold armor close to my body, which were the wound medicine prepared by the divine doctor Hua Qing.

I slowly put it in my mouth and swallowed it, feeling the warm medicinal power that dissolved in my body, a refreshing feeling rose in my body, and my limbs seemed to be blown by a gentle spring breeze.

"How long did I sleep?"

Looking at the bright sunlight outside the cave, I was suddenly startled, and my whole body almost jumped, and my heart was pounding.

Because, I must participate in the ceremony of killing Lu and sacrificing the heavens. If I don't go, that ceremony won't go ahead!

I carefully recalled, it seems that it was already early morning on August 25 before I fell into a coma, and if I had been in a coma for two or three days, the ceremony would have been yellow, and all my efforts would have been in vain!

Thinking about it, I was shocked into a cold sweat, it consumed so many manpower and material resources and had great significance, if it was yellow, the loss would be unbearable!

I immediately stood up and walked to the edge of the cave, where I was faced with a rushing waterfall, more than thirty meters from below.

"How do you go down?"

I frowned, there was no place to stay underneath. Even if there is that, it will not work, this waterfall falls from a high place, the impact is too great, it is not stable at all, and it will be washed to the bottom of the cliff in an instant.

I looked up, and it was even more impossible, more than ten meters from the top of the mountain, climbing against the waterfall, unless I was a fairy.

I scratched my head and smiled bitterly, the waterfall that saved my life was a natural barrier, and now it trapped me in a cave. Not to mention that I'm injured now, even if I'm in my heyday, I probably won't be able to get out of this cave.

As for using my mobile phone to notify the outside world, let's not talk about whether there is a signal in this cave, that bloody battle, and the mobile phone in my pocket has long been lost.

"What to do, what to do?"

I was so anxious that I scratched my ears and sweated profusely, and now I guess the outside world is in chaos, and I have to get out quickly.

Just as I was anxious, a small cry came from afar.

"Young master, where are you, young master?"

"Seems to be calling me. My heart moved, I pricked up my ears to listen, and immediately I shouted with all my strength, "Here I am, in the cave behind the waterfall!"

I sent my voice with all my strength, and the voice traveled far away, and I immediately heard a surprised voice: "Young master, is it you, young master?"

In a few moments, two figures appeared in my sight, rushing towards this direction from the mountainside.

One of them I also know, is the hunchbacked old man I asked him to engrave before, the old masonry Zhao Huozi.

They ran to a boulder a dozen meters away from me and couldn't get any closer.

"Young master, is it you, young master?" the old masonry Zhao Huozi looked at the waterfall in front of him and shouted excitedly.

"It's Uncle Zhao, I also asked you to engrave before. I said with a smile.

"It's the young master! it's the young master!" Zhao Huozi looked at the blurred figure behind the waterfall and trembled with excitement, tears welled up in his eyes.

"The young master is not dead, the young master is not dead! God has opened his eyes! The southern faction has been saved!" Zhao Huozi knelt on the ground, almost fainting in surprise.

The past day was undoubtedly the darkest day for the Southern faction, when the news of the young master's death came, countless Southern faction people fell into great despair, and the Northern faction was aggressive...... Even, these old men of the southern faction were unbearable and almost left with the young master.

Now, the young master is alive and well, how can the old masonry not be happy?

"Uncle Zhao, what time is it now, has the ceremony passed?" I looked at the two figures in the distance and asked anxiously.

The old masonry touched his tears and said, "It's eight o'clock in the morning on the 26th, and there is still an hour before the ceremony. Young master, I'm going to go to General Merge to get you out, he was ordered to search for your whereabouts in Nan'an Town, he has a helicopter......"

So saying, the old masonry pulled his legs and ran down the mountain.

"There's still an hour!" I squinted, not expecting Mergie to come.

I naturally know him, a general under the poison queen, and I have met a few times before at the Poison King Conference. Looks like he must have been sent by the poison queen to find me.

If there is a helicopter, it is not impossible to reach North Wolf Mountain in an hour!

After a while, the sound of a rumbling airplane was heard overhead.

Mergie's people, here!

The plane stopped five or six meters from the entrance of the cave, and after I greeted the people inside, they opened the hatch. I took a few steps back, then jumped to my feet and into the cabin.

"Brother Feng, it's great that you're not dead!" said Mergie, who was in the cabin, looking at me excitedly.

"Brother Mergie, hurry up to North Wolf Mountain!" I said in a deep voice.

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Sacrificing to heaven is the most solemn and solemn sacrificial ceremony of the Chinese nation, which originated in ancient times. It is a form of "communication" between man and heaven. The ritual of worshipping the heavens is usually presided over by the "Son of Heaven". Through the worship of the heavens, people express their gratitude for the nourishment and nourishment of all things, and pray for the emperor to bless the people of China.

As the oldest sect in China, Qianmen has disciples from all walks of life, and the master of the sect is naturally qualified to hold a ceremony to worship the heavens!

The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is extremely majestic and grand, and it must be done in accordance with the rules!

According to historical records, on the twenty-fourth day of May in the twenty-fourth year of Jiaqing in the Qing Dynasty, Prince Cheng was sent to pay tribute to Emperor Jiaqing because of the sacred seat of Emperor Qianlong in the Emperor's room. Because when Prince Cheng performed the "final offering" ceremony to the saints, the prince messed up the order of first east and then west, and was dismissed and retired to the mansion Qiu behind closed doors, and fined half a salary for 10 years, according to the county king's food. This example shows that Huaxia is serious about the ritual of sacrificial land!

It's half past eight, and there's still half an hour left before the festival. The entire North Wolf Mountain was already overcrowded, Xu Ao sat at the top of the altar of the earth, looked around, and was secretly angry in his heart.

Although a lot of people came, many people who should have come did not come. After the news of the young master's victory over the northern faction came out, Xu Ao began to contact the big bosses of the southern faction and invited them to participate in the heavenly sacrifice ceremony, and those big guys also agreed.

Now, the ceremony is about to be held, and there are very few southern bigwigs in place, which means that most of them have not come.

Xu Ao could also guess their thoughts, but it was nothing more than the rumors of the young master's death, which discouraged these bigwigs. Because once the door master is dead, this ceremony will become a big joke, and those bigwigs don't want to come out and be embarrassed!

Xu Ao was very angry, now the northern faction is aggressive, and the oppressive southern faction is out of breath. The southern faction itself is not united, and it does not form a group, which makes outsiders laugh!

But he was helpless, for so many years, the southern faction has always been divided, and there is not much left of those bigwigs' sense of belonging to the sect!

Xu Ao originally wanted to use this ceremony to regain people's hearts and unite the southern faction, but who knew that such a thing happened to the young master again, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Young master, the ceremony is about to begin, you ...... Will it appear?"

Xu Ao looked at the empty seats above the Temple of Heaven and muttered.

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