On the bank of the eaves, there are more than a dozen sturdy wooden frames made of ridge tree trunks standing by the river.

These wooden frames are hung with finger-thick hemp ropes, and the original brown and yellow ropes are faintly glowing with a palpitating dark red, the color formed by the complete drying up of the blood that has been watered over the years.

Under the majestic high platform, there are crowds of people, and at a glance, there are at least tens of thousands of people densely packed, rising from the wooden frame and high platform on the riverside, extending to the distant cities and villages, and even the large and small roads leading to here in all directions are full of people.

So many people gathered in one place, but the bank of the eaves river was extremely quiet, and the needles could be heard, and almost all eyes looked at the old man in the priest's robe on the majestic platform, and there were many complex emotions in his eyes, such as fear, piety, horror, worry, and happiness.

Although their eyes were looking at the priest and the old man, the emotions in them were directed towards the eaves of the river.

"The Eaves River is adjacent to the sea, it is the largest tributary of the Canghai Sea, these days the river is rising, the flood season is approaching, we and the people of Tushan should pay tribute to the river god."

The old priest held the snake-headed staff in his hand and sighed, although the voice was not loud, but in this quiet environment, it still came out very clearly.

Many villagers looked at the roaring and rushing Eaves River, only to see the roaring and roaring waters of the river, and from time to time there were vicious waves surging in, wetting the cloth shoes worn by many villagers, causing them to retreat behind them again and again.

The old priest turned his head sideways and said to the side, "Captain Wang, are the tributes ready for this time?" ”

Wang Lichang bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It was arranged a few days ago, old priest, thank you for your hard work." ”

The priest old man's face showed a little compassion on his face, and said: "I only hope that the river god has received the tribute, and the flood will no longer harm the people of Tushan, and my old bones will die without regrets, but it's a pity that these children ......."

As he spoke, some sturdy villagers with swords and more than a dozen children about seven or eight years old came from a distance, and everywhere they passed, all the villagers silently moved out of the way, and at the same time, the helpless cries of these children sounded by the silent river.

The old priest glanced at the high platform, shook his head and said, "How can this be done, Wang Lichang, if you disturb the river god, I am afraid that it will ......."

Wang Lichang's face was slightly cold, and he glanced at the villagers beside him, who understood and hurriedly separated the crowd and walked towards the knife-wielding villagers who were escorting the children.

In a few moments, the children's mouths were stuffed with strips of cloth, and their faces turned red, and their eyes were full of despair with tears.

Many of the villagers who were watching showed their unbearability, and they turned their heads sideways, not daring to look again.

"My child! Let her go, Lord Priest! ”

The sound of heart-rending weeping spread throughout the four fields, and the eyes of many villagers followed, only to see a young woman in her twenties kneeling on the hard stone floor under the high platform, kowtowing to the priest on the platform, her face full of tears, blood and mud, and her original appearance could no longer be seen clearly.

Wang Lichang's face sank, and he was about to order the villagers beside him to take the young woman away, but the old priest waved his hand and stopped him.

"Go hold on to her first."

The old priest gave the command, and then, on the snake's head crutches, turned and walked down the stone steps, and trembled down the high platform.

Wang Lichang hurriedly stepped forward to help the old priest, and under the signal of his eyes, several villagers walked quickly down the high platform and helped the young woman with a bloody face to her feet.

The banks of the Eaves River became silent again, and the eyes of all the villagers were looking towards it.

The old priest got down from the platform, walked up to the young woman, and asked gently, "Where are you from?" ”

The young woman stretched out the sleeves of her cloth full of mending nails and wiped her face, the wound on her forehead was still slowly oozing blood, snot and tears flowed down her nose, and she sobbed: "Lord Priest, my family is in Liujia Village at the foot of Tu Mountain, the child has no father since birth, I have been working three jobs a day for these years, and I have pulled her up with a handful of and urine, if she dies, I won't be able to live!" ”

The villager next to her handed a water-soaked towel and wiped the young woman's face, revealing her cheeks, which had been yellowed from hunger.

Many of the villagers who were escorting the children were able to walk under the high platform, and they all stood still and looked this way.

The old priest sighed and said, "Do you know which of these is your child?" ”

The young woman turned her head, looked intently, ran to a girl in three steps and two steps, hugged her and began to cry.

Seeing her crying sadly, the surrounding villagers were also unbearable, but no one spoke from beginning to end.

"Take out the strip of cloth from the boy's mouth."

The old priest said.

Wang Lichang hesitated for a moment and said, "Lord Priest, the hour is not early......

The old priest waved his hand.

Seeing this, Wang Lichang stopped speaking, and commanded the villagers beside him, and someone stepped forward and tore off the strip of cloth from the girl's mouth.

"Mother!"

"My son!"

The girl and the young woman hugged each other, and wept profusely, and for a moment they wept in the dark, and those who heard wept and those who saw it were sad.

When they were almost crying, the old priest stepped forward with a snake-headed cane, looked at the girl's big dark eyes, and said gently, "But are you hungry?" ”

The girl cowered back in fear, nestled in the young woman's arms, and did not dare to speak.

The young woman held her head and comforted her softly, "The priest is the oldest person in Tushan, not a bad person. ”

The girl shook her head vigorously, and her voice was crisp: "He's an old bad guy!" He's going to send us to the river! ”

After these words fell, many villagers were worried, and the unbearable meaning in their eyes before also dissipated a lot.

Wang Lichang even scolded: "How dare you be disrespectful to the priest!" Don't talk nonsense! ”

The old priest waved his hand, turned to the young woman, and said, "Every twenty years, it is the flood season of the Eaves River, do you know about this?" ”

The young woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "The village woman knows." ”

The old priest pointed to the villages and towns in the Tushan Realm behind him, and said, "Twenty years ago, I didn't find a child who matched the time, and finally didn't offer tribute to the river god, do you know what happened later?" ”

The young woman's face gradually turned pale, and after a long silence, she spoke: "When I was nine years old and remembered, I vaguely remember that the great river was angry and flooded, flooding dozens of villages and towns in Tushan. ”

The old priest nodded, and said, "That flood alone drowned countless fathers and villagers, and the crops and fields were destroyed, and the villagers gnawed the bark and ate the grass roots, and even cut down a small half of the old trees in the mountains, and starved to death many people, so they barely survived such a difficult twenty years." ”

At this, the young woman's lips trembled, and she was speechless.

The old priest looked at the girl in her arms again, sighed, and said: "These children are carefully selected according to the hour, if there is one less, I am afraid that the tragedy of twenty years ago will be repeated again, although you are a village woman, it seems that you are also a sensible person, whether the life of this child is important, or the people of Tushan who are all over the mountains are important, you should know." ”

After saying this, his old arm pointed to the dense villagers in all directions, and continued, "The villagers here, almost every family has children, and there are countless children as big as this girl. ”

Hearing this, many villagers clenched their fists hard, looked complicated, and remained silent.

The young woman pursed her lips, but could not say a word, but cried vigorously with the girl in her arms, but in a moment the tears flowed all over the floor and soaked her clothes.

The next moment, the young woman suddenly let go of her hands, her expression was full of despair, and she didn't know where the strength came from, she rushed out in one step and slammed into the stone seat at the bottom of the high platform!

Boom!

Red blood splattered, and the skull was broken, faintly mixed with some white turbidity in the bones, which spilled on the clothes of the nearby villagers!

"Mother!"

On the girl's fair little face, which was mixed with tears and dirt, it happened to be splashed with a warm and wet white cloudy thing mixed with blood, her pupils contracted sharply, and her mouth let out a screaming scream, her little face was wrinkled, and the whites of her eyes rolled, and she actually fainted directly.

"Why ...... this?"

"Alas......"

Seeing this scene, a very brief commotion broke out among many villagers, but it subsided again in an instant.

"Old priest, the hour is coming."

Wang Lichang looked up at the sky, his expression a little anxious.

The old priest looked at the dead body of the young woman on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Tie all these tributes to the wooden frame." ”

Wang Lichang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ordered the villagers around him to rush forward, tie these children to the wooden frame by the eaves river, and tie them tightly with thick hemp ropes, so that they could not break free at all.

The waves roared and tossed, and from time to time they came up, soaking the children's shoes and socks, and making their eyes even more frightened and desperate, but no matter how much they writhed, they could not break free from the thick hemp rope that was tightly fastened.

"Stand back."

The old priest leaned on a snake-headed cane, but he also raised his head, squinted his eyes and glanced at the sky, "Captain Wang, let's do it." ”

The villagers from all directions retreated like a tidal wave behind the high platform, and only Wang Lichang and the sturdy villagers with swords stepped forward and dispersed, each walking towards a wooden frame where children were bound.

"The hour has come."

The old priest sighed.

Wang Lichang's eyes were cold, and he said, "Do it!" ”

The sturdy villagers were obviously prepared, they all took out a piece of black cloth and covered their faces, and then they raised their sharp blades one after another and slashed at the delicate necks of those children!

Blood splattered!

More than a dozen young heads fell in response, and red blood gushed out of their severed necks, and because of the strips of cloth stuffed in their mouths, these children did not even make a sound until they died.

The girl's head also rolled to the edge of the Eaves River, and after a while, her hair was wet by the waves, and the godless eyes were open, and the black and white pupils were soaked in scarlet blood, as if he was looking coldly at these villagers who were Tu Shanjie.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the evil wave suddenly rose!

The churning waves of water gradually turned into a whirlpool of water, which exuded an indescribably terrifying aura!

The next moment, there was a brilliant divine voice roaring down on the river, and the light bloomed, and a staff god wearing a cloud-patterned Xuanyi robe and a crown of hanging beads appeared in the center of the vortex, and between the divine light, a pair of eyes glowing with divine light quietly looked down on the people of Tu Shan who knelt on the ground.

"The river god is above, may I bless the people of Tushan from the suffering of floods and be safe and healthy forever!"

The old priest put down his snake-headed cane and knelt down tremblingly.

The river god with the divine light did not pay attention to him, but glanced at the heads of more than ten children below, the sleeves of his robe were turned up, and the rolling evil waves rolled over, and he took it directly, and his mouth instantly opened to a large size, and he swallowed it all in one gulp.

"It's really delicious, it's just that the skull is harder, chew it together and swallow it."

The river god with wide robes and big sleeves looked majestic, chewed and swallowed the heads of the more than ten children in three or two clicks, and then unconsciously burped, and the residual bloody breath seeped out from his lips, making him lick his lips unconsciously.

The old priest looked up at the god of the eaves river and prayed: "The god is above, can you receive the divine power first, if it continues like this, I am afraid that the flood will come immediately!" ”

Many villagers also looked desperate and kowtowed to pray.

The river god was stunned, and subconsciously looked back, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Not only did the Hanshui Vortex that Fang himself appeared appear just now not disappear, but it actually became bigger at this time!

"I've obviously eliminated the manifestation supernatural powers, how is this possible?!"

The river god flicked his big sleeves and stepped on the waves before he reached the vortex that had swelled to a radius of dozens of zhang, and his expression became more and more terrifying!

As the vortex of Hanshui rose rapidly, the water of the Eaves River below also roared, and dozens of villagers who were closer to it were swept into it in just a few breaths!

Rumble!

After a few breaths, under the terrifying gaze of the river god, the vortex of the water finally stopped growing, but burst straight open!

Countless splashes of water scattered all over the sky and fell into the big rivers, and the water of the crazy eaves river below gradually stopped and slowly faded back.

"Brother Chaoyin Dao, if it weren't for the fluctuation of teleportation supernatural powers here, we would have to spend a lot of effort if we wanted to pass through the boundary wall of this great world."

The waves dissipated, and the two figures gradually solidified from the transparent state and appeared.

Among them, the handsome young man in the jet-black robe smiled, opened his arms, and looked up at the blue sky, "This kind of excited vitality, such a fragrant breath, is even more imprisoned without a life...... It's been thousands of years since I was born in the Realm of Thought, but I've never experienced such a comfortable feeling......"

On his side, the beautiful young man in the white robe with gold thread had dim eyes, and he didn't pay attention to him, but looked straight at the Xuanyi River God with wide robes and big sleeves, his expression changed slightly, and said: "The guardian gods of the mountains and rivers and lands shouldn't be like this......

The invincible Xuanyi River God was swept away by the white-robed young man's gaze, and he couldn't help but shiver all over his body, only to feel that the meager divine power in his body was surging wildly, and it was even on the verge of collapse!

The figure of the white-robed young man suddenly dissipated, and the next moment he appeared directly on the side of the Xuanyi River God, and his outstretched palm was on the trembling arm of the Xuanyi River God, and he had never been at the same time as the Xuanyi River God, who was pale at all.

After a moment of probing, his brows furrowed more and more, and he muttered, "Could it be that even the rules of heaven and earth have been changed......"

The Xuanyi River God was almost crying, and said in a trembling voice: "God spares his life!" I am the god of the eaves river who has received the edict, and if there is no decree from the court, the god will never be able to kill me! ”

"To court?!"

Hearing these two words, Ji Yuenian's eyes were slightly cold, "There are Pilinzhou, Cangliuzhou, and Lingyue Continent in this world, which continent is this?" ”

The god of Xuanyi River fixed his mind, and said: "This is the Tushan boundary on the edge of the island, adjacent to the sea, does the god really not know?" ”

The Lost Soul Daoist walked closer, glanced at the river god with wide robes and big sleeves, and said, "Brother Chaoyin Dao, how is the situation now?" ”

The tens of thousands of Tushan people below had already been frightened by many changes several times, and at this time they had dispersed far away, looking towards this place in great fear.

Ji Yuenian didn't speak, but said coldly to the Xuanyi River God: "How old is the 'court' old?" ”

The Xuanyi River God sensed the cold chill in his tone, trembled, and said, "According to the records, there should have been thirty Yuan Hui......

"It's presumptuous!"

Ji Yuenian's eyes were even colder, and between the fire in his heart, the water of the Eaves River behind him roared up, and it roared into the sky, and in an instant, countless huge and incomparably large splashes exploded!

The Lost Soul Daoist realized that this matter was strange, and his expression was a lot more solemn, and he said, "Brother Chaoyin Dao, what the hell is going on?!" ”

Ji Yuenian raised his head, looked at the unreachable vast sky, and said: "There are three continents and two seas in this world, and its size is about the same as the Dongsheng Divine Continent of the state sky. ”

"This 'Lingyue Heavenly Palace' was left by the Taiyin Goddess for me to enter this world, and now I look at it, this heavenly court has been occupied by the living beings of this world, and it is occupied as its own, and even regards itself as the lord of this world."

Hearing this, the Lost Soul Daoist was puzzled: "In this way, the creatures of this realm really deserve to die, but when Her Royal Highness the Taiyin Goddess first reflected the Lingyue Heavenly Court, didn't he think of this layer of changes?" ”

Ji Yuenian's expression was a little calm, and said: "This is what surprised me, according to the estimation of Her Highness the Goddess, since the opening of this realm, the time in its own realm should only be about ten yuanhui, but according to this river god, this realm has already passed dozens of yuanhui." Among them, there should have been some unknown things that caused the flow of time in this realm to speed up, so that the living beings in it had achieved success in cultivating and were aware of the existence of the Nine Heavenly Que Lingyue Heavenly Court. Once he occupies the Lingyue Heavenly Court, he is the co-master of heaven and earth in this realm, and he can control and even change the rules of this realm. ”

The Soul Lost Daoist sighed: "No wonder Her Highness the Goddess of Nazhou Heaven can't detect the situation in this realm, it turns out that there is such a reason for it. ”

Ji Yuenian retracted his gaze from the high heavens and said, "If it can control the Lingyue Heavenly Court, it will at least have the cultivation of the sixth realm, and with the blessing of the rules of this realm and the co-lord of heaven and earth, it can even be regarded as a transcendent realm." Based on this calculation, there must be countless immortal henchmen installed by it in the Lingyue Heavenly Court, and we still need to think about it in the long run. ”

The god of Xuanyi River stood aside, heard all these words of killing, and said with a sad face: "God, you can simply kill me quickly, if the court knows that my little ant god has heard these rebellious words, I am afraid that I will be thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell, and I will never be able to turn over!" ”

The speaker had no intention, the listener had a heart, and between the flow of his heart, Ji Yuenian's expression moved slightly, and said: "Is there a hell in this world, Her Highness the Goddess has never mentioned this." ”

The Xuanyi River God vaguely sensed a glimmer of life, and hurriedly said, "Yes!" Yes! ”

The Lost Soul Daoist glanced at Ji Yuenian, and the two of them immediately understood each other, knowing that this might be a way to break the game, so they immediately stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the wide robe of the Xuanyi River God, and said viciously: "Don't lead the Daoist Master quickly!" (End of chapter)