The Grand Sacrifice is similar to the Grand Ceremony of the Sect Leader, except that the coronation ceremony is missing.

It was still in the middle of the night, Wei Shuai looked at the golden basin to wash, and he wore sacrificial clothes one by one, and his expression was always solemn. I don't discuss how heavy the clothes are, and the golden crown is a headache.

Zhang Wen and Leng Xian looked at each other, what is wrong with the sect leader?

Evil?

Or, really hungry?

Wei Shuaiwang asked slowly, "Are you ready?" ”

Zhang Wendao: "Yes." ”

Shuai Wang said: "What about Xiaohe? ”

Zhang Wendao: "I have already gone to the temple first. ”

Shuai glanced at Han Yu, Han Yu nodded and walked out.

Zhang Wen looked at Leng Xian, Leng Xian didn't react, and he didn't look strange or curious. Zhang Wen looked at Wei Shuaiwang, rabbit cub, what are you fighting with your favorite minister? When did Lao Tzu become an outsider? What you prepared just now, shouldn't you have told Han Yu? Lao Tzu is a cross?

Wei Shuaiwang continued to be silent.

Zhang Wen waited for the cold to go out first, and asked softly: "Sect Master, what did you mean by saying that it was the first time you deceived so many people?" ”

Shuai Wang confessed: "I will perform miracles to bring back the blood sacrifice from the dead." ”

Zhang Wen immediately took a step back, "Ah"? What are you doing with this joke? Master, you're happy, tell me you're joking.

Wei Shuai looked at his face with shameless calmness.

Zhang Wen felt that his legs were weak, and he slowly touched the chair and sat down, and sat down for a while: "Sect Master, let's walk the rivers and lakes, I've heard of that kind of medicine, you, are you a fool?" ”

Shuai Wang was silent for a while: "Have many people heard of it?" ”

Zhang Wendao: "I heard that the Leng family has it. ”

Wei Shuaiwang asked, "Have you heard of a real example?" ”

Zhang Wen was stunned for a moment: "No." ”

Wei Shuaiwang nodded, Han Yu shouldn't have talked about that incident in detail, as for Han Qing's resurrection, the Leng family would not mention it. So rumors are rumors.

Wei Shuai said: "Don't deify the Leng family, the Leng family has everything." ”

Zhang Wen was stunned for a while: "Then you ......"

Shuai Wang smiled: "Under the leadership of Sect Master Wei, the medical hall has made great progress and development through continuous reform and innovation. ”

Zhang Wen was so angry: "Doctor, medical hall!" That's not more, more ......"

Wei Shuai said, "Since you haven't heard of it...... It's not even more than that. ”

Zhang Wenqi: "Yes, the medical hall has made great progress in its secrecy work under the leadership of the sect leader. Gritting his teeth: "You, you guts...... It's too big, right? ”

Wei Shuai said: "I don't have the guts, how can I be a generation of grandmasters." ”

Zhang Wen is silent, just you, a generation of grandmasters......

Well, from an outsider's point of view, Xiao Wei is a generation of founding masters. The Reformation leader, he was almost theocratic, if not for the princess regent, who was just as powerful.

If it weren't for some kind of chance, a huge organization like the Demon Sect, the country's internal and external troubles would eventually lead to their rise. It is quite possible that it will eventually become a theocratic state.

Xiao Wei was still joking just now, and when Zhang Wen took another look, Wei Shuaiwang was solemn again.

Zhang Wen was silent, okay, you are a generation of grandmasters, at least you have enough guts.

But your expression today is really peculiar.

Is this your unique leadership trait? When you tell the truth, you have a hippie smile, and when you lie, you are extremely solemn?

Zhang Wen thought back to Wei Shuaiwang's past again, and silently scolded his mother, it was really like this.

Otherwise, they are big people, but they are different from normal people.

Wei Shuaiwang has finished dressing, dressed in plain white, with a gold crown and gold drape, a body of jewelry, full of brilliance, a straight waist, slightly drooping eyes, and there is a sense of holiness mixed with awe-inspiring and compassion. Raised his head slightly to Zhang Wenyi and opened the door.

Zhang Wen owes himself, yes.

Well, well, this is the first time you've lied, it's your first step towards maturity, it's the first advance in your political career.

Zhang Wen bowed, retreated to the door, and opened the door: "The sect leader leaves, and the sacrifice begins." ”

All the hall masters outside the door knelt down to greet him, and then the guards sent them to the chariot, Wei Shuai looked at the whole clothes and sat down, on one side was Zhang Wen Han Qi, and on the other side was Leng Xian Leng Chengshou, and the four of them lifted him up, and the children of the Leng family felt slightly uncomfortable. Hey, I've never lifted anyone in my life.

More than a dozen hall masters on the side are also not adaptable, this person is a new entrant who has not served in the church, and in the past, it was the hall master who came to carry it! If you are not the hall master of the small hall, you have to have kung fu, well, this black sword, you have kung fu, but he didn't hold a position! is still a child, and the latecomers are on top, why...... Let's do it.

Originally, Wei Shuaiwang considered whether he wanted to be half a newcomer and half an old person? Leng Fan, the hall master, did a relatively average job, there was no fault, and his performance did not improve. Leng Ping, after thinking about it, I thought about it and thought that I was embarrassed to let Elder Si'an's precious son do this. When people were the eldest husband, they didn't want to admit that they knew Wei Shuaiwang, a scoundrel. Now under the protection of Wei Shuaiwang, that is a promise, that is conditional. Therefore, Xiao Wei's position in Leng Ping is really difficult to deal with, you have to use him, give him a small position, he is not worthy of the identity of a person, give a high position, he has no experience. Don't use him, just leave a red sword all the time, and it will slowly turn into a rusty sword.

In the end, Xiao Wei only arranged a newcomer to express to the followers that we had injected new vitality.

Therefore, Leng Ping was just accompanying him, he should have reached out to help Wei Shuaiwang, but Wei Shuaiwang changed this and ordered him to guide on the side.

So Leng Ping felt a sense of horror on the side, the horror when he first saw Li Tang when he was ordered by Wei Shuaiwang to commit suicide.

Also frightened are Hu Bugui and the Southern Dynasty, these two know what the blood sacrifice means, and they are not too used to it, they are the guards of the sect leader, this time they were lined up very low, because the blood sacrifice is arranged according to the status of the sect members, they can only watch the ceremony on the side.

When Hu Bugui saw all this, he immediately thought that many years ago, he and his father almost became sacrifices. He was dragged to the altar weakly, and turned to look at Wei Shuai, who was walking towards them with a sharp blade in his hand. He thought that the time of death had come, no matter how heroic he was, he would inevitably be frightened, he stared at Wei Shuaiwang, Wei Shuaiwang looked at him, his small and frightened face was reflected in his dark eyes, Wei Shuaiwang's momentary hesitation was as long as a century, he clearly saw the unbearable in those eyes, and then Wei Shuaiwang turned around and slashed his wrist, letting go of his father and son. He has always been not very eye-catching to Wei Shuaiwang, even if he was let go at the ceremony, he still thinks that Xiao Wei is just not as bad as he imagined, as a person with normal moral concepts, it is the most basic thing not to slaughter innocent people and let them bleed, right?

It wasn't until he was changed on the killing field that the resistance in his heart because he felt humiliated and threatened slowly softened, Xiao Wei Renhou. For a person who has repeatedly spoken evil words and expressed contempt, he still does not hesitate to save it, and he can only say that he is benevolent.

He remembered Wei Shuaiwang's unbearable moment, and after being rescued again and again, he recognized Wei Shuaiwang's power, and then also admitted that Xiao Wei was a good person.

Therefore, Xiao Hu has joined the Demon Sect, and if he wants to reproduce the cruel and bloody scene of that day, his heart will shake, will there still be a bunch of bloody human heads in front of him? Did he choose the wrong path?

The Demon Cult is the Demon Cult after all.

The Southern Dynasty was more complicated, he explained to the two brothers for a long time, and he didn't say anything, what the Demon Sect was, and in the end he only asked again and again, don't make a sound and don't move. The little drum in his heart was pounding.

Now seeing Wei Shuai Wangbaoxiang sitting solemnly, carried by the hall master, Nanshuo was the first to open his mouth and turn his head to look at Nanchao, meaning, ah? What's this doing?

Nanchao glared at him, straightened his eyes, lowered his eyes, and told the third brother with action, respect it, people are serious.

However, Nanshuo's attention was soon attracted by the light of the fire on the mountain, and in the middle of the procession, they could see a long line in front and a long line behind, coiling up the mountain road like a glittering snake. The view is spectacular.

And the whole team, no one made a sound, all of them half-hung their eyes, did not squint, like a group of white shadows floating quietly, in the dark night, this situation is not strange. The sound of music sounded out of nowhere, looming mysterious and melodious. An indescribable dark fragrance floated in the air.

Nanshuo vaguely felt shocked, a little like the three views were subverted.

In this long line, their kung fu is no more than mediocre.

Wei Shuaiwang is the leader of these people.

There were many more people who regarded Xiao Wei as a god who did not appear in this team.

The steps stopped, and a "Sect Master has arrived" sounded in the valley for a long time, the lights were bright, the music was loud, the white felt was paved on the ground, and the demons bowed their heads.

Wei Shuaiwang slowly stood up and stepped on the white felt, looking tall and solemn among the disciples with their heads bowed.

He slowly walked into the tent, and the congregations dispersed, each taking their seat, waiting for the sect leader to preside over the ceremony.