It's night.

The endless, shadowy night, the starry sky is as bright as a thread, bright and unknown.

The corridor above the tower, brightly lit.

A girl with red lips and white teeth and a waist like a thin willow, holding Chu wine in her hand, smiled loudly and wildly at the white peach resting on the altar inside: "Hahahahahaha, she is so beautiful, are goddesses so beautiful?" ”

The wine she was holding in her left hand was full of fragrance, her right hand hooked her chin, twisting her waist and pacing with watery eyes, "Grandpa, you say, is she more beautiful, or am I more beautiful?" ”

Next to him is the young priest with a fire pattern cane.

His old and cloudy eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, eternal like a long night.

The girl twisted her face and laughed again, "Grandpa, she is so beautiful, I know I can't compare to her." She added, "Such beauty, even if she is not a goddess, what can she not get." ”

"Sparrows."

Shao Si ordered, "If she wasn't a goddess, she wouldn't be able to hold such beauty." ”

Ban Que squatted down and looked at the girl who was so piercing through the bones and marrow that even the halo on her body was so striking.

Wu Zi Tu admired.

He said, "A god without power, with the body of a god, is no different from a cow or sheep to be slaughtered. ”

"But the world will look up to her too."

"Hahahahaha."

Shao Siming suddenly laughed, and walked down on crutches without explanation.

Ban Que was drunk, staggered and followed him, "Grandpa, it will be the god worship ceremony in a short time, I am a woman, can I go?" ”

"Since ancient times, there have been no sacrifices in which women participate."

"Can't women be sacrificed, aren't those stinky men born to women?"

Ban Que raised his face, his facial features were open, really like a bird, "Grandpa, I'm going to go, I want to let those pedantic scholars see that all beings are equal, and women can still be favored by God." ”

"Marry the king of Chu in a proper manner, be your queen of Chu, and give birth to children for him."

He said, "You don't have to think about anything else. ”

"But he's a cripple, Grandpa, why do you want me to marry a cripple?"

"He is the king of Chu."

"Isn't it the King of Chu, isn't it a matter of a word between you and those uncles of the family, what do you say that the King of Chu has dug up his leg bones and paid homage to the heavens, sheltered the Chu people, and the Chu people were nostalgic, and succeeded to the throne in the sky."

Ban Que said, "If he is a normal person with sound limbs, no matter how many Chu Ai kings have died, it will not be his turn to succeed to the throne." ”

"Grandpa, I'm going to marry the real king!"

She chopped her foot and rushed down.

"There is no real king in the world, this world is the world of the people, not the world of the king. The finch is a mortal, as long as the grandfather is favored by the gods together. ”

Shao Si Ming did not look back, "Eyes can see, ears can hear, smell smells, taste tastes, the power of the gods will fill your body, and you will coexist with the gods forever." ”

The grandparents and grandchildren are drifting away.

The white peach, who was resting underneath, heard this, opened her eyelashes like a butterfly flapping its wings and licked her lips.

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The horizon in the distance, the setting sun falls, burning a circle of fiery red maple velvet, as if to burn people's sight.

This is the highest ceremonial sacrifice.

Living sacrifice.

The highest, the true meaning of life, in the most pious gesture, is sacrificed to her.

Countless bonfires were erected in the darkness of the night, and thousands of prisoners of war and slaves were trapped hand and foot, tied to pillars.

Desperate rolling.

Finally, it was burned into a mass of black charcoal, and wisps dragged resentment, pain, and despair of souls out of their shells.

Rolling dark clouds surrounded the cage that trapped the white peach in all directions.

They were screaming, they were praying.

The nobles and scholars of the Chu State, and even countless ordinary people, gathered in the bees and ants, and they were crowded, and the heads of people crowded and bowed down to her.

Bai Cage closed his beautiful eyes and sat in the cage.

His wrists were bound by the whip of the gods, and his red robe hung down to the ground.

She was surrounded by a group of witches and witches, who were tattooed with totems on their faces, wore ancient ornaments, wore colorful clothes, and were light, shaking their heads and waving their feet, and screaming in their mouths, gathering and scattering, stepping on the beat of the five tones.

Gang step, step, one-legged jump.

They fought so hard to pray that they could communicate with the gods.

But Bai Tao really has nothing to say about this group of crazy people.

She moved the hand she put in her robe, and between her fingers was a wrench with words engraved on it. The Qin people used the strategy of "bribing their powerful ministers and killing them if they refused", and the Qin gradually infiltrated the Chu State.

This wrench was handed by a white witch from the Chu State.

There is a word engraved on it.

Politics.

Politics.

The white peach lifted her eyelids, and the brilliant light spread, just about to take a closer look.

The old man in front of him was dressed in bird feathers, dressed like a jungle birdman.

It's just a matter of installing a bird's beak.

He looked at her strangely, his head twisted at an incredible angle.

Until the old face of the ravine suddenly rushed forward, was strangled by the cage, and suddenly turned around and raised his arms and shouted: "Woo woo!" ”

"Woohoohoohoooo

"Woohoohoohoooo

The voice cried out to the embers, and the undulating souls shouted wildly, and the mountain king, the black bear, and the birds of prey such as pythons and lions were bound to the side, and they were driven by the roar of the tsunami and thunder.

Pacified by a group of beast tamers with whips.

White Peach glanced around.

The King of Chu on the high platform was like a moss in the yin, and as soon as he met her gaze, he said to her in a gloomy voice: "Great goddess, don't forget to promise." ”

She hooked her lips, "Swear in the name of the Tushan Divine Clan." ”

Shao Si Ming held the fire pattern stick and sang: "Tun will go out of the East, according to my threshold Fusang!" Fu Yu Ma Xi drove peacefully, and the night was bright! Ride the dragon and ride the thunder, carry the cloud flag and the snake! The long wife is about to rest, and the heart is low! ”

It was a sacrifice to the sun god, and with each eulogy that resounded through the sky, the cane of fire became dark red.

Like a sword thirsty for human blood.

The sky gradually brightened, and a red sun came out of the east, burning bright red.

"Qiang's voice is so entertaining that the audience is daunted and forgetful. The drums are crossed, and the bells are sloppy. ”

The music is endless, and the prayers are endless.

Shao Si Ming withdrew his hand from the scepter that crossed the sky, knelt on the ground and closed his eyes, the wind blew his bird feathers to the side, and the bone beads on his body crackled and collided, until a thunderbolt and lightning sparked down.

"Boom—"

Black smoke rose and the dead wood beneath the altar was burned.

Quickly along the fire oil, a barrier-like ring of fire burned out, enveloping the white peach in it, and she stood up, a layer of red light on her blown-tearable skin.

Walk around the edge of the cage.

The heaviness of the group is more peaceful than this heavenly fire.

Looking at her pupils on the elevated shelf next to her with a cane, her charm was shining, and at this moment, he felt that this girl was stunning, and even sweet as honey fruit.

It's a demon in the mountains and forests.

"Ming Chi Xi blows the pipe, Si Ling Bao Xi Xian Jiao-"

"Flying Cuizeng, Zhan Shi Xi can dance——"

"The festival should be in accordance with the law, and the day of the spirit will come—"

Shao Siming shook his head and crossed his feet, dancing wildly, his nose buzzing until he stopped and closed his eyes.

Both nostrils bulged, like sticky blisters coming out of a swamp. And the air flowing from the burning altar flowed through his nostrils.

Swallow hard.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the fox demon in the cage, as if he had poured all his saliva into her eyes, "Eight-tails! See clearly these people who love you, admire you, and support you, your power is so terrifying, old man, will help you become a god. ”

The power of mortal faith.

Sacrificial necromancy.

and the power of the fox demon that was burned by the heavenly fire, these are enough to become a god, and enough for a mortal to become a god.

After he finished speaking, he jumped down from the altar and bowed to her along with thousands of fanatical believers: "The spirit of the Eastern Monarch appears, the heavenly fire nirvana, the goddess is reborn, and bless all the people!" ”

"Dongjun manifests his spirit, the heavenly fire nirvana, the goddess is reborn, and blesses all the people!"

"This is the fire of heaven, and Nirvana is immortal."

"Great goddess, please bless me."

Fire.

Holy fire.

Like a phoenix dancing and gradually burning the entire altar, gradually blurring the appearance of the goddess in the eyes of the believers, but what desire is clearer in the heart.

They crawled on their knees, swaying and trembling, close to the heavenly fire.

As long as they attain nirvana, they too can attain eternal life, eternal life! Eternal life! Eternal life!

Their knees were sore and their arms trembled as their hearts roared with longing, and as if they had forgotten the pain, they stretched out their hands towards the flames until they were completely engulfed,

Ten people.

100 people.

Thousand people.

Tens of thousands of people were surging, and the roads kept churning, and the waves of red-edged people rolled at the foot of the altar.

Bai Tao reached out and touched the hot cage, she could feel the power of the admiration of these mortals, they would boil her power.

But now she's locked up here, and she can't touch the slightest.

She turned her eyes to look at Shao Siming.

The power of faith, and the burned souls, were absorbed into his scepter.

"Old thing, wishful thinking, what kind of god are you."

She smiled coldly, very unhappy in her heart.

took out the blood bottle that he had given before taking out the burden from his arms, and he was going to use the royal qi to pour it up to break the cage formation, and while the old thing was busy absorbing it, he stirred up this good show, and scratched a few claws for the old thing by the way.

But I didn't expect it.

The moment it was opened, it was ordinary mortal blood.

Her long eyebrows were extremely subtlely raised, looking at the bearer, he stood on the other side of the other side, on crutches, like a little ghost in hell, and smiled fiercely: "Goddess, the widow changes his mind, as long as you swear again, you will live forever and eternally, and swear to be only a slave who bears it." ”

Bai Tao gently turned his eyes back, and there was no trace of anger in the flat.

Raise your hand and throw the blood vial.

exudes "Now in the Warring States, you are doing your big dream of spring and autumn".

Seeing that he couldn't control her, his face turned blue, and he said: "This is the heavenly fire, you will be burned to death, as long as you surrender to the widow, beg me, now, kneel down and beg me." ”

Mortal greed is always beyond the reach of the gods.

"Fox demon! As long as you surrender to the widow! ”

Bai Tao turned a blind eye, her pupils were changing with countless lights and shadows, looking at the mortals who constantly wanted to climb Nirvana.

They are untouched, their flesh and skin are completely devoid, they smell of charcoal, and their dark eyes still have their attachment to life and confusion.

Die.

In another sense, it is eternal life.

She was trapped in a cage and tied to the chain of gods, unable to exert her demonic powers, but charm was Tu Shan's innate talent, and she wanted to control the residual popularity of the sea of fire where the skeletons were piled up.

to help her escape from this cage.

It's a pity that one another, another, another.

But some mortal flesh and bones, all of them collapsed a few steps away from her, and became powder.

The hot fire is tormenting the skin and flesh, the white peach is hot and sweaty, the face is crimson, the pupils of the eyes are colliding with the power of bewitchment, looking at the more and more begonia drunk, Yanye is very.

Although she Tushan Fox is not afraid of death, she doesn't want to die here.

On the other high platform, the fire was about to burn at her feet.

His heart trembled, whether she was a fairy or a goddess, she was already the only miracle that could bring him.

He wants to live flesh and bones, and he can't even regenerate Bian Que's miracle!

He didn't care, shouted to the guards, rolled down from the high platform, and then let people set up a ladder to go up from the side, and the white peach knelt on the ground, like a half-burning ghost flower.

She was already extremely difficult, and she was specialized in manipulating the staggering hole frame in front of her. The dry eyelids seemed to poke into a stick, and the blood on the body seemed to evaporate with the heat.

He held the cage in both hands, his gloomy face was faintly pale, and he looked down at her through the cage, "You ask the widow, ask the widow, and the widow will save you." ”

"You are the king, and the fire of heaven cannot burn you."

The white peach's fingers clasped the bottom of the cage like charcoal, and the palms of his hands had been burned and blistered.

Looking up at the increasingly weakened royal qi above his head, he smiled strangely, "But you will soon be useless, and it will not be you who will be the king." ”

"A widow is not a king, but a widow must live forever."

"If you want this and that, why do you want eternal life again?" Her breath was dying, but she held her breath full, "I'm annoyed, you won't succeed." ”

"You!"

The roar of anger, this feeling of being at the mercy of fate forever, dominated by the gods.

He slipped and knelt in front of the cage weakly, "Goddess, the widow begs-" He was about to open the cage, but he didn't expect the back of his hand to be crushed by a big foot.

Negative head up.

I don't know when, a tall man stepped on a raging skeleton.

Wears the chain pants of a beast tamer.

His totem mask covered his face, his upper body was naked, and on his shoulders stood the unruly Hai Dongqing, who was also not afraid of the burning of the heavenly fire, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, so majestic and magnificent, just looking at him, he felt that his heart was trembling, and the earth would tremble, and he knelt at his feet together.

I want to resist.

But he didn't expect to be stepped on by him, like crushing an ant.

He vaguely glanced at the group of beast tamers below who were slaughtering livestock for sacrifice, and the group of wizards raised their butcher knives and handed them to the Chu State guards.

It was like countless moments of friction and convergence, and Bai Tao looked up and saw the man.

If the tailbone is able to expose the tail.

Presumably it was raised high.

The man broke open the cage with his bare hands, untied the whip from her body, picked her up and stepped on the skeleton and walked down.

In the purgatory of the world below, the Chu people died generously with red eyes, they saw this fireworks as if they saw the trick to liberation, and the few people who were still sober saw the beast tamers turn against each other and fight with swords.

But this is a group of dead soldiers of the Qin State, the elite of the good generals, and the team personally selected by the King of Qin, their climbing and fighting, they are brave and powerless to fight back.

Ying Zheng held her hip with one hand and stepped on the bones of the sea of blood.

The sword flower in his hand slashed horizontally, several guards convulsed and fell at his feet, the arrows broke through the air, and the quenched sharp arrows hit him from the back, Ying Zhengzhen fell to the ground, and when he looked back, he saw rows of archers not far away.

His eyes were cold, and his voice was cold and resolute, "Retreat!" ”

Bai Tao was pinched by his waist and hugged the horse, and the surrounding Qin troops surrounded them in an orderly manner and retreated.

Ying Zheng's arms were heavy, and he rushed forward, but a few more heads fell to the ground, and the ashes and sparks of the bonfire were raised by the horse's hooves.

All of Bai Tao's injuries had healed from the moment he came.

It's so dark on this day.

The blood and soul were stained through, and everything was not clear.

She turned back, and those burned souls, screaming terriblely, sang eternal sad songs, which made people's hearts tremble.

Shao Si Ming held the Flame Scepter, closed his eyes tightly, and gained strength.

Mortals have become addicted to it and cannot stop it, and this is the horror of transcendent power.

"Old thing, you're right, a god without power, with the body of a god, is no different from a cow or sheep to be slaughtered."

She murmured in her heart, her eyes stood up, the embers ceased at this moment, the cry of her soul made people indifferent, she crunched on the altar and screamed madly, the faithful prayed, the faith was rebuilt, and the true gods hunted.

Bai Tao whispered a mantra, as if there was something to release.

The cosmic front drilled out from the corner, swept through the ten thousand armies, and stabbed straight into the chest of Shao Si Ming, who was still dreaming of becoming a god.

He opened his mouth, anger and strength drained from him, and the scepter slammed into the ground, breaking in two, and his dry flesh trembled, and was firmly sucked by the blade of the universe blade, turning into a pool of bones and flesh.

The cosmic edge is formless and substantial, and it falls back into his hand and turns into a bow and arrow.

The fox demon has elongated eyes and tails, and the bow body is brutally and almost elegantly opened.

"Whoosh————"

An arrow was fired at the greedy mortal, the arrow from the bottom up, carrying the throat of the scum, nailed firmly to the cage carving, his wide sleeved robe hanging from either side, his legs lightly touching the ground.

"Swear in the name of the Tushan Divine Clan."

She said, "You'll stand up." ”

The blood in the throat was dripping, the sleeves were shaking, and the people who were still throwing themselves into the heavenly fire gradually woke up from their dreams, and their consciousness began to clear.

They stood up and staggered up at the morning star in the sky.

In the dawn, Ying Zheng hugged Bai Tao and rode a horse to highlight the encirclement.

Now, the genius is bright.