Whether it is people patrolling the streets, greeting the saint, or greeting the saint, all can only be regarded as the prelude to the festival.

The real ceremony will not take place until it is inside the shrine.

The first step is to perform the festival dance.

At this moment, twelve uniformly dressed people are dancing a strange and twisted dance on an artificially shaped high platform.

There are many movements in this dance that are beyond the limits of ordinary people's joints.

If this dance is performed by ordinary people, several movements may immediately break on the spot.

Even if you are a low-level cultivator, a dance will definitely cause damage to yourself.

Only like the Twelve Talismans, who are both intermediate and high-level cultivators, and have undergone special training, can they smoothly present this dance on the high platform.

Today, the twelve talismans on the high platform are not humans, but incarnations of strange things.

Naturally, there is no flesh and blood body in the avatar, so the dance moves that will cause damage to the flesh and blood body have no side effects for them at all.

In addition, the familiarity of the dancing movements and the coordination between the human talismans are all coordinated through Su Mo's unprecedentedly strong spiritual power, and they are even more perfect than the original version, which can be regarded as an example of sacrificial dance.

At this moment, with the dancing of the twelve talismans, the atmosphere on the field became inexplicably restless.

There seems to be some mysterious existence invisibly, projecting attention in this direction.

The audience who watched the festival dance collectively cheered as if it appeared in the illusion.

Although these viewers may seem abstract, mutilated corpses, and horrific spirits, their fanaticism is the same, very similar to that in the picture.

It seems that they were always bound by the rituals during their lifetime and after death.

In order for them to be liberated, it is possible to do so from the festival itself.

Su Mo pondered as he drew his attention to observe the illusions of the past.

These visions are not strictly illusions.

Rather, it is the fact that it has happened, recorded by alien forces and the collective consciousness of the time.

Once the conditions for the afterlife are met, it will reappear.

There is no doubt that the resumption of the festival is a condition for resonating with these images.

At this moment, on the high platform, in addition to the twelve phantom bodies that were jumping.

You can faintly see that the former twelve talismans are also dancing the same sacrificial dance.

Han Jun and Han Poyu, who had already turned into weird, were full of amazing vitality in this picture at the moment.

I don't see the tragedy that will happen later.

After about half an hour, the dance was finally completed, and the atmosphere of the scene had reached a climax.

Countless villagers looked fanatical, and their emotions were mobilized to the peak.

And what makes Su Mo and others especially concerned.

But it was a mysterious atmosphere on the field.

The atmosphere gradually rises as the festival progresses.

It's like a special ritual dance to perform the call.

At this moment, the unknown existence has arrived.

Next, we move on to the second step of Zhengyi.

Su Mo, Song Ruyuan and the others all looked at Liu Huayu, who was dressed in powder on his face.

Liu Huayu grinned, revealing the gray wound that rolled up on his face.

After the twelve people left the stage, she held the Offering Furnace in her hand, held her head high, and walked towards the high platform.

As her footsteps fell, to Su Mo and the others' great surprise, unknown changes began to occur in her.

The missing flesh and blood gradually began to be replaced, the pale face became ruddy again, and even the tattered sacrificial clothes went back in time, and Bin'an was complete and gorgeous.

By the time she stepped onto the high platform, her whole person had completely changed into the appearance before her death, and she was a delicate woman with a bewitching figure and a delicate face, and her terrifying appearance after death was completely different from heaven and earth.

But this is not that she has come back to life, but that she is a projection formed by her personal will and with the help of ritual resonance.

That doesn't change the nature of being weird.

At this moment, Liu Huayu, who reincarnated into his former body, seemed to have completely regained his senses.

She looked at the former saintess Liu Ruoyu who was in the illusion picture on the side, and her eyes were full of strange colors.

When the people around saw this scene, they all became nervous.

The role of the saint is not entirely under their control.

Especially now that she's regained her senses, it's easy to make unexpected moths that can ruin the rituals.

For a while, everyone stared at Liu Huayu with tense expressions, as if she would immediately rush forward as long as she made unexpected movements.

Su Mo also stared at the woman on the stage, her spiritual power lingering outside, and she would fall at any time.

But in his opinion, this time it may be their turn to think more.

As an alternate saintess cultivated by the Liu family since childhood, Liu Huayu's dedication to the position of saint is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Otherwise, it would not have poisoned Liu Ruoyu and tried to replace her after trying to kill her.

The ritual is a recognition of the status of the saint, and she will never ruin her dreams at this time.

Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Huayu looked at Liu Ruoyu in the illusion on the side, and muttered in a low voice:

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and I know you don't want to be a saint, just because you have the right conditions to get to that position.

I'm sorry I poisoned you, but if I had to do it all over again, I'd do it again.

I trained for more than ten years before I died, and I didn't get a chance to stand here until the end.

Now that he is dead, he has been able to fulfill his unfulfilled wish.

Creation makes people, but that's it.

Then let me take the position of a saint and do your duty! ”

Liu Huayu offered the altar with both hands.

Under the influence of the mysterious atmosphere, the altar of the gods stood out of thin air and turned into a huge ancient bronze furnace.

Liu Huayu recited a long mantra, and a blood-red incense stick as thick as the color of the index finger slowly stood up in the middle of the stove.

With the chanting of the mantra, the incense sticks continue to grow upward.

In just a moment's work, this stick of incense grows to more than half a meter high.

Liu Huayu's forehead gradually showed sweat, obviously in the process of condensing incense, she also had to bear a huge burden.

On the other hand, the former saintess Liu Ruoyu who appeared in the picture had a much more relaxed expression when condensing incense.

Obviously, in terms of qualifications to become a saint, Liu Ruoyu does surpass Liu Huayu.

But with Liu Huayu's temperament, he will never admit defeat easily.

With all her strength, she chanted the mantra in a crisp voice, and the incense began to grow again, and finally reached a height of one meter!

And when the incense stick finally came to fruition, Liu Huayu's face turned pale again, and her weird and terrifying appearance could be faintly seen.

She gritted her teeth, urged her own thoughts, and lit the incense stick.

The blood-colored smoke drifted towards the ruined shrine hall, like a festival hundreds of years ago.

Until the entire incense stick is burned out, all the smoke drifts into the ruins.

Liu Huayu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked towards the stage with the offering furnace in both hands.

As soon as he stepped off the high platform, the whole person returned to his original weird appearance.

But her horrible face was filled with a sense of holiness that had never been seen before.

Looking at Su Mo and the others, she handed over the Divine Offering Furnace and said with a slight smile:

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

As the words fell, only an ancient copper furnace remained in place.

Liu Huayu turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Song Ruyuan took the Divine Offering Furnace, sighed and said:

"I didn't expect even the Black Shadow level to be able to surpass it so easily."

"That's her choice."

Xue Lansu was also very emotional:

If she herself is unwilling, even if her obsession is dissolved, she can still live in the world forever.

But she chose the path of self-destruction, and perhaps in her opinion, this is the best outcome. ”

"It's not time to sigh."

Su Mo looked at the blood-colored smoke that was slowly absorbed by the ruins from afar, and said in a condensed voice:

"One last step to go."

Hearing this, Song Ruyuan's expression immediately became solemn.

He looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"So, I'm on, pay attention to the surrounding situation, something can happen at any time."

Su Mo and Xue Lansu nodded one after another.

Song Ruyuan took a deep breath, wearing a wide sacrificial robe, like Chen Chuyan, the high priest of the Chen family in the illusion picture, holding a wooden box in his hand, and walked towards the high platform.

Coming to the high platform, Song Ruyuan opened the wooden box and took out a wine jue from inside, which was the holy jue he found not long ago.

Immediately, he turned over his hand and took out another jade bottle.

The jade bottle was filled with wine.

Although under normal circumstances, it is to use the corpses of those Chen family descendants, combined with runes, and after a long time of brewing, the wine obtained.

But not to mention that the black well had long since dried up, and there was no time for them to make wine in their own light.

For this reason, a bottle of ordinary aged wine is temporarily substituted.

Among them, Xue Lansu was integrated into the smell of sacrificial wine as a disguise.

But whether they could trust the god of agriculture or not, no one was sure.

If it fails in the end, then the only way to do it is to attack.

At this moment, everyone was staring at Song Ruyuan without blinking.

I saw him pour the clear wine into the enlarged Holy Lord with a jade bottle.

The wine fell into it, and under the influence of the mysterious atmosphere, it turned out to be a fine bubble.

Immediately, Song Ruyuan began to recite the relevant mantras as recorded in the classics.

With the chanting of the incantation, it seems that there is some unknown aura quietly integrated into the drink.

The clear blue liquor gradually turns transparent.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were tense to the extreme.

So far, everything on the field has changed exactly as it appears in the picture.

Now it's time for the main story!

Everyone was thinking about it, and in the next second, the liquor in the Holy Lord suddenly rose into the sky and turned into a small water mass in the air.

A flash of golden smoke shot from the direction of the ruins.

The smoke blends into the drink, giving it a golden colour.

The golden-colored liquor split into thousands of rain strands and fell towards the countless creatures on the ground.

Seeing this, Su Mo's eyebrows raised slightly.

The spiritual barrier protected everyone on his side and did not let the wine fall on him.

On the other hand, the countless monsters under the high platform, just like those shown in the illusion picture, are extremely fanatical in welcoming the wine and the blessing of the god of agriculture.

Even because of the competition for liquor, some villagers almost fought on the spot, and the scene looked quite chaotic.

And just when all the villagers had no time to take care of it, in the illusion picture, a sudden change occurred.

I saw a light red phantom suddenly fly out of the ancestral hall.

The phantom was like lightning, and at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, it fell into the body of the holy maiden Liu Ruoyu on the side of the high platform in the blink of an eye.

The phantom entered the body, and the expression on Liu Ruoyu's face froze slightly.

She seemed to want to scream, but the scream condensed in her throat and turned into a strange sound of "huh, heh".

The whole body also began to change, and countless bulges suddenly appeared on the surface of the body, as if there were dense insects under the skin.

The insects climbed around, and Liu Ruoyu's limbs either grew larger or smaller.

When it grows bigger, it looks like a monster is born on the spot, and when it shrinks, it seems like all the flesh and blood are devoured.

Seeing that she would disintegrate at any time, she held on stubbornly and barely maintained her human form.

And when all the changes disappeared quickly, Liu Ruoyu opened her eyes again.

The black and white colors in his eyes all faded, leaving only the crimson moon rings.

Seeing this scene, the head of the Liu family, whose face was full of wrinkles, was suddenly overjoyed.

He hurriedly knelt on the ground, and greeted him with a fanatical expression:

"Liu Tianba of the Liu family, welcome the arrival of the god of agriculture!"

At this time, Chen Chuyan, who was standing on the high platform, also walked over quickly.

His face was full of respect, and he was about to kneel down and salute like Liu Tianba.

But at the moment of leaning over, he shot the rune treasure forward on the spot.

The unimaginable power of imprisonment suddenly fell on the body of the "holy woman".

Before she could react, a dagger with a cyan sheen slammed into her abdomen.

This sudden change of events was beyond the expectations of everyone around him.

Liu Tianba was furious and scolded:

"Chen Chuyan, what are you doing?!"

Chen Chuyan said expressionlessly:

"Please Saturnalia to die!"

With that, he stabbed forward again.

However, the Saturnalia was like a feather, and he retreated backwards.

But when she flashed back, her steps stumbled slightly, and a touch of green energy flashed on her face.

She looked at Chen Chuyan and said in a hoarse and ugly tone:

"You found this venom?"

Chen Chuyan smiled desolately:

"I've prepared more than just venom, please experience it."

As he spoke, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he raised his sword and slashed forward.

"Bell!"

There was a crunch.

Liu Tianba blocked with a knife, and the whole person was repelled on the spot.

His face fainted with a bright red, and he asked in a fierce voice:

"Chen Chuyan, do you know what you're doing? Are you planning to make enemies of the whole village?! ”

Chen Chuyan replied in a light voice:

"Don't feel like you can represent everyone.

The 150-year-old sacrifice of Chenjia Village should come to an end! ”

As he spoke, he struck with his sword again.

Liu Tianba blocked it with a horizontal knife, but he couldn't resist it.

In the middle of the battle, he shouted angrily to the other side:

"Han Guangren, you old horseman, what are you waiting for? Chen Chuyan, a madman, dares to disobey the gods, are you still watching from the sidelines?! ”

Han Guangren, the gray-haired head of the Han family, sighed.

He looked at the two of them who were fighting fiercely, and there was a look of hesitation on his face.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he raised the spear in his hand, and his body swept up, rushing forward at great speed.

Sensing Han Guangren's arrival, Liu Tianba's face suddenly showed joy.

He further intensified the offensive to prevent Chen Chuyan from escaping.

However, before he could drag Chen Chuyan back.

A spear slammed open his chest.

Looking at the tip of the spear drilled out of his chest, Liu Tianba turned his head, his face full of disbelief:

"For ...... Why? ”

Han Guangren said with regret:

"You're old and confused, Chenjiacun doesn't need a high god.

Not to mention, this god shouldn't have appeared! ”

Han Guangren drew his spear.

Liu Tianba fell to the ground with a blank expression.

Chen Chuyan and Han Guangren raised their heads and looked at the god of agriculture who was not far away, as if he was enjoying a drama.

(End of chapter)