Jiang Yun had already stepped onto the altar, and several temple guards beside him were placing the items used for the sacrifice one by one. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Jie stood in the crowd and waved his hand towards the altar, wanting to say hello to Jiang Yun, but he didn't want to pull his sleeve and pull his hand down.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't move." Hanshuang's bright eyes looked left and right, leaned on Wang Jie and said softly: "After the sacrifice to the heavens begins, you quietly leave here, return to the village and inform everyone to leave immediately, and try to leave Yizhou." ”

The husband and wife have the same mind, and as soon as Hanshuang's words came out, Wang Jie immediately became vigilant. "Something's wrong?"

"I don't know, but something isn't right." She quietly pursed her lips and said, "What a solemn thing is it for the Holy King to sacrifice to the heavens? There are rules to be found in every aspect, you look at a few Dharma protectors. ”

After being reminded, Wang Jiefang looked at it carefully, because he was not too familiar with the temple, he didn't see the problem after looking at it for a while. "What the hell is going on?"

"Evil Wind is an elder, and he should have stood at the front of the procession, closest to the altar, and as for the protectors, he should stand behind him one by one." Hanshuang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "You see, now Ben Lei is standing in front, and it is too far forward, this position can rush to the altar in the blink of an eye." And Evil Wind's face is not right, he is injured. ”

As soon as he said this, Wang Jie's eyes suddenly became solemn.

"And Martha." A chill flashed across the frosty face. "A mere captain of the guard, she is not qualified to stand in the center at all, and looking at her position, don't you think it's too close to the evil wind?" Those who practice martial arts know best about those positions that are beneficial to them, but the position where Martha is standing now happens to be the one who can take down the evil wind in the first place. It was sensitive, and with what she knew about Evil Wind, he would definitely not allow a master to stand in this position behind him that was enough to threaten him.

"Look at the Holy Queen again."

"Miss?"

"Have you ever seen a guard dare to get so close to her?" Hanshuang sneered: "Today's sacrifice to the sky is not simple, and the temple may have changes. In any case, Yinan can't wait for the time being, you will leave in a while, go and inform them to rush to Yibei as soon as possible, if the situation is not right, go directly to the sea. ”

"What about you?"

"I have to stay, it's my responsibility to protect the Holy Queen."

"No!" Wang Jie's heart jumped. "You're pregnant, how do you do it with people? You'll leave in a while, and I'll stay. ”

"You go."

"I am a man, the head of the family, how can I leave my daughter-in-law and children to escape alone? If you don't go, I won't go, we will be together everywhere as a family. ”

"Fool." Frosty glanced at her man delicately, and suddenly saw that the sacrifice to the sky was about to start, her face changed, and she gently pulled Wang Jie. "Come with me."

The festival began.

Standing on the stage, Jiang Yun looked around, more than 1,000 people in sight, and he said loudly: "Today is a special day. Shanyue has believed in the ancestral gods for hundreds of years, and has been blessed by them, so that there is a thriving situation today. ”

This is not a shame, if the Dark Alliance had not founded the Ancestral God Sect at the beginning, with the resources of Yinan, it would not have been able to support millions of Shanyue at all. There is no temple, and no one has the ability to regulate the Shanyue tribes. Lack of resources, frequent civil wars, Shanyue after all, only 200,000 barbarians, in the rapid development of Yibei today, I am afraid that it has already been slaughtered.

After a pause, Jiang Yun continued: "This seat is in the oracle of the gods, that is, the position of the head of the Ancestral God Sect, conscientious, walking on thin ice, and not daring to relax and slack off for a moment. Recently, however, the ancestral god once again sent down an oracle, and this seat will go with the father, and he will no longer be able to take charge of the divine religion. From today onwards, he will officially step down from the position of the head of the sect and pass it on to the protector of the sect. ”

"Look, there's really nothing he can do." Ji Luo said with a bitter face: "It's over, it's over." ”

So cooperative? Lu Xun was slightly stunned, and a touch of doubt floated.

Ben Lei is very happy, half of the goal has been achieved, and the rest still needs an identity, the same identity as Jiang Yun, so that he can completely control Shanyue and pass on the power from generation to generation. His heart was excited, but his face was silent, suppressing the urge to go on stage to enjoy the worship of all the people, and stood still.

"The Holy King is leaving?" Thousands of people in the audience looked at each other, some in disbelief.

"Holy King, no!"

"That is, how can the holy kings of the past generations have a precedent of taking the initiative to abdicate?"

"Holy King, you are the Son of God, how can you pass on the throne to outsiders."

Alien? Ben Lei raised his eyebrows, and looked at the man who killed a thousand knives with dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yun had a sad look on his face. "I don't want to leave you, but it's a pity... Yamagoe disappointed the Honza too much, too disappointed the Father. In the Shanyue tribe, there are people who disobey this seat and blaspheme the gods! And it's not just one or two, it's tens of thousands! The Father has graced the mountains for hundreds of years, but in exchange for such a situation, how can it not chill his old man's heart. Therefore, he sent down an oracle to recall this seat, and from now on he went his own way, so that he could do it himself. ”

Ben Lei was immersed in a wonderful fantasy, how could he have thought that Jiang Yun's words would change and throw such a bombshell. Being stunned for a moment is indispensable, and Jiang Yun seized the opportunity to speak extremely quickly, but unusually clearly. By the time Ben Lei reacted, he had finished speaking.

"What? Are the ancestral gods abandoning us? There was one in the audience, and his face suddenly turned pale, without a trace of blood. For Shan Yue, this news is no different from extermination!

Firm faith can make people fearless. The collapse of faith is the destruction of the world for believers, and this blow is by no means graspable by ordinary people. As soon as these words came out, Shanyue was shocked. The expressions on everyone's faces were different, and it was very exciting.

Stunned, desperate, frightened, angry, angry, mad. Roars rang out one after another.

"Who is it? Who is the blasphemous bastard? ”

"Consciously get out and accept God's punishment, why harm others if you look for death?"

"Ancestral gods dare to betray? There are still such supreme and crazy people in my Shanyue! Tens of thousands? Oh, my God! No wonder the ancestral gods want to abandon us. ”

"Mother, Lord Ancestral God doesn't want us anymore, what should we do?" A little girl of three or four years old asked in a milky voice.

The Shanyue woman beside her looked dull and muttered, "It's over, Shanyue is over." ”

"Jiang Yun, you!" Ben Lei suddenly looked at the altar, he did not underestimate Shanyue's awe of the ancestral god, but he underestimated Jiang Yun's courage.

How dare he? The life of the whole family is in his own hands, how dare he draw a knife on such an occasion? Is it because the fish will die and the net will be broken, and they will all die together?

"How dare you call the Holy King by his name! Ben Lei, you are so bold! A certain patriarch shouted.

"He must be that blasphemous bastard! Alien, burn him! ”

"Yes, burn him!"

The roars sounded one after another, Ben Lei's heart gradually sank, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes, he took a step forward and shouted loudly: "I am the son of God, this Jiang Yun just used some tricks to deceive everyone, don't let him deceive!" ”

"Oh? Really? Jiang Yun smiled faintly, stretched out his hands and pressed down. It's all quiet. I know that some of you may have been skeptical about my identity. But it doesn't matter, Yamagoe has been with the ancestral gods for hundreds of years, even now... It is better to gather and disperse, and this seat will make a sacrifice to heaven today, asking the Father God to appear in the lower realm, and say goodbye to you. ”

Ancestral gods appear? When Zhongshan Yue heard this, he couldn't help but gasp, and even Ben Lei was dumbfounded, stunned and didn't react.

For hundreds of years, there have been so-called oracles, but after all, I have not seen them with my own eyes, and I have heard them with my own ears, which is too illusory. Jiang Lan was punished by the gods, although everyone was frightened in their hearts, but when it came to it, it was not excluded that it was a coincidence, after all, there has been a saying since ancient times that "the sky thunders and splits". Killed by lightning, Jiang Lan is not the first, and will definitely not be the last.

But the Nether Manifestation? That's an exaggeration. Faith is everywhere, and who has really seen the gods in the lower realm? At this moment, in addition to being shocked, Shanyue was more surprised, he was born to see the ancestral god, even if he died immediately, there was no regret.

"When you worship at this seat, you don't want anyone to disturb you, otherwise if you fail to cast a spell, you can only blame you for not being blessed."

"Don't worry, the Holy King, whoever dares to make trouble, we will tear him apart!"

A pair of unkind eyes swept towards Ben Lei at the same time, with the meaning of making his blood splash five steps at the slightest movement. These ordinary mountain people, Ben Lei is naturally not afraid, but the monstrous momentum still makes him feel a chill in his heart.

Jiang Yun is just a halfway monk, how can he know that set of standard actions? The so-called "spell casting" is just a few kowtows and incense.

After the incense, he pouted his buttocks, knocked heavily, and shouted with a reverent face: "Please Father God to the lower realm!" ”

As soon as he kowtowed, shouted, and finished speaking, God happened to send down a thunderbolt very face-savingly, which startled Jiang Yun.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, a burst of distortion and fluctuation suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then gradually took on the appearance of an old man. He is more than three feet tall, dressed in a white robe, blending with his long hair and beard, his hands behind his back, his face is sinking like water, and he is indescribably immortal.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head and looked sharply at the Thundering Mountain. It can be clearly seen that the old man's facial features are exactly the same as Jiang Yun's.

"Ancestor... Ancestral God! The Great Ancestral God has appeared! ”

Exclamations came and went, and at this moment, the mountains and more people felt that the strength of their legs seemed to be drained in an instant, and one after another trembled and lay on the ground, pouting their buttocks and kowtowing.

"Humph!" The sound like thunder suddenly exploded, and the old man in the air snorted coldly and spoke. "Unscrupulous, ungrateful, blasphemous, what face do you have to meet with this god? There are even arrogant people who try to pretend to be the son of this god, it's ridiculous! Hugh, my son, pay attention to them, and go with your father. ”

"Oops, the ancestral god is angry!"

"Ancestral God, don't abandon us."

"Who is blaspheming? Come out and die! ”

"Holy King, please help us speak! Yamagoe can't leave the ancestral god for a day! ”

The scene in front of you is too unbelievable, a trick? Whose trick can do this? Stereoscopic image, cross-overlay. This time, not only Ben Lei was stunned, but even the evil wind that had been following Jiang Yun's ass grew his mouth in shock, and he didn't realize that his saliva was left. In all fairness, he didn't have doubts about Jiang Yun's identity, the Son of God or something... That's. But when the scene in front of him appeared, Evil Wind completely believed it, and he couldn't help but believe it.

In the face of Shan Yue's pleading, the old man in the air snorted coldly again, and the echo kept echoing in the valley. "Never forgive!"

The tone without negotiation made Shan Yue's face suddenly look like ashes, and his whole body trembled. At the moment when everyone was surrounded by despair, a poignant cry suddenly sounded on the altar.

"Daddy! ~”

"Poof!" Ji Luo didn't hold back, and quickly covered her small mouth and laughed, her shoulders kept twitching, and her stomach hurt from laughing.

What kind of ancestral god is this! It's Jiang Yun himself at all! At the beginning, I couldn't understand why he dressed himself up as an old guy in the room, and sang as if he was making a serious comparison, but now I understand! Feelings are used to deceive people.

Father? Dad, you big-headed ghost, how can anyone call your father?

Xu Huanting's eyes flashed slightly, and she looked at Lu Xun and smiled.

Jiang Yun's counterattack started and he wouldn't stop easily. I saw him kneeling on the ground, his face full of pain, and he shouted in a sad voice: "You old man forgive them, look at these simple people, look at their pious appearance, and abandon them, I can't bear it!" ”

Jiang Yun spoke, but the old man in the air was unmoved, still looking like he didn't eat oil and salt, and replied arrogantly: "Blasphemy against the gods, this is a crime that cannot be atoned, even if my son pleads, it will be difficult to forgive!" ”

"This..." Jiang Yun blinked, a look of determination suddenly appeared on his face, and he said loudly: "My son wishes to live for fifty years!" Just ask your old man to give them a chance to mend their ways. ”

"Poof!" The laughter leaked out again, and Ji Luo hurriedly stretched out another hand to help cover his small mouth, and there were already tears in his eyes, and he laughed.

It was the same tears, but the mentality of the Shanyue was very different, Jiang Yun's words moved them badly! Unexpectedly, the Holy King not only forgave them generously, but was even willing to intercede for them sinners with fifty years of life, he was only twenty years old! In this way, isn't it only a dozen years to live at most?

"Holy King..." A certain seventy-year-old man in Shanyue cried like a child, tears flowed together, and he couldn't help himself.

"Mother, what's wrong with the Holy King?" The little girl asked with a puzzled expression.

Her mother took her into her arms and said with a face full of reverence, "The Holy King is sacrificing himself to save us." Xiao Miao, you have to watch the scene in front of you carefully, and when you have a child in the future, you must tell him exactly how great our Holy King is. ”

Just when everyone was so moved by Jiang Yun's feat that they couldn't extricate themselves, the old man in the air spoke again.

"Fifty years? Too little! Not enough to take their sins, sixty years. ”

“。。。” As soon as the words came out, Jiang Yun was dumbfounded.

Damn, does he have 60 years to live? Miyamoto Treasure is having a good time, and he actually modified the script without authorization? Since the words came out and he couldn't help replying, he was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Yun replied tragically: "I am willing." ”

"You've figured it out! This is a great sin, and if you insist on taking the blame for them, you will die and your soul will be scattered, and you will never be able to return to your father. The old man's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Is it worth it for the sake of these foolish people?" ”

Hey, hey! It's a bit too much! Cold sweat gradually came out of his forehead, Jiang Yun nodded resolutely and replied, "I am willing!" ”

"That's it, that's it!" The figure in the air faded and became transparent, leaving one last word before disappearing. "Those blasphemous sins, before dawn tomorrow, the gods do not want them to exist in this world, so that they can do it for themselves... Shape up or ship out... For it ... ”

The rich echo continued to echo in the valley, and Miyamoto Treasure, who was squatting in a corner, took down the "amplification equipment" and clapped his hands.

"That's it! Flash. ”