Meishan.

This place has become a famous mountain within a radius of thousands of miles.

Meishan Sect Master, Altar Patriarch Zhang Wulang has even become a god in the minds of many Orions, and it is a law to worship Wulang God when entering the mountain.

In the center of the top of the mountain is the altar to heaven, which is nine zhang high, and hundreds of large black altars are placed at the bottom.

This is a rampant soldier with a cloak and a rampant hunting soldier in the mountains.

A three-elder plus three officials, a total of four people, the upper limit of 10,000 per person, then it is 40,000 rampant soldiers.

Rampant soldiers dispatched, flying sand and stones, turning over altars and broken temples, and the scene was like the end of the world.

Of course, the consumption of raising these rampant soldiers is also very large, and tens of thousands of pillars of incense are burning around the altar all day long, day and night, and the pillars of smoke can be seen for hundreds of miles.

There is a palace next to the altar, and in the hall, Zhang Wulang listens to the content of his subordinates' reports.

"There are 1,261 sailors who are proficient in using water to cure diseases. Two hundred of them mastered the exorcism of evil spirits, the treatment of diseases, the exorcism of beasts, and the casting of spells. Thirty people will be rampant. ”

Disciple Rampant is a secret method researched by Zhang Wulang, so that people who do not practice the art of rampant war can summon a few ghost soldiers.

First write your name on the yellow paper, put it on the corresponding rampant altar to worship, and every cycle, drop a drop of your own essence blood to refine the corresponding magic water, so that you can summon the rampant soldiers.

Because of the blessing of the water, the ghosts will not be wiped out in the sun.

Therefore, inside Meishan, Zhang Wulang is also known as the altar master.

"What is the repercussion of receiving money for treatment this time?" Zhang Wulang asked.

"There hasn't been much repercussions, and we have different fees for the poor and the rich, and they are still within their reach."

"That'll do."

The continuous sacrifice has become a burden, and Zhang Wulang thought of charging for treatment.

"Altar master, Lord Xiong Ying is invited."

At this time, someone came again.

Hearing Xiong Ying's name, Zhang Wulang knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly sent someone to inform all parties.

Come to the stream in the back mountain.

The apes frolicked and the water murmured.

There was a small wooden house by the stream, and in front of the house there was an old man drinking alone, and in front of him was a book, which seemed to be writing something.

Zhang Wulang took a closer look, and it turned out that he had written about Zhurong's bloodline.

"Hey, why bother, you could have lived for more than a hundred years." Looking at Xiong Ying, who has aged too much in just over ten years, Zhang Wulang sighed.

"Haha, I have to do something for future generations." Xiong Ying put down the pen and motioned for Zhang Wulang to sit down opposite.

"Our Xiong clan has the Zhurong bloodline, it is strong and fire-eating, and its cultivation speed far exceeds that of other tribes, with the development of the bloodline, the blood of Zhurong has become a curse, but ......"

Xiong Ying's words changed, "A few years ago, Xiong Ba entered the realm of eating qi, and he proposed a possibility, maybe this is not a curse, but he can't control the powerful power of his ancestors, just like a child's dancing knife, he will hurt himself if he is not careful." ”

As a result, Xiong Ying studied day and night, and even tried the law, resulting in a huge deficit in the body.

"Hey, don't worry, you're just in too much of a hurry."

"Haha, the timing is right, and when you get older, you won't have a chance to study it. Now that Xiong Ba has broken through the food qi, your third son Zhang Xian has also broken through the food qi, and the eldest son Zhang Fu is about to break through. plus Yuan Hong, Yuqi, and Ling, there are five people in total. ”

Xiong Ying felt that she was not one of her own, and the key was to plan for her son.

He put the further expectations of the Chu State on Xiong Ba, now this kid is in the prime of life, and there will be no curse for the time being, and when he is older, he will be unable to return to the sky.

"Okay."

Xiong Ying put away her notes, and after a while, several rays of light flew in, including Yuan Hong and three young people.

One of them looks somewhat similar to Xiong Ying, but is not as tall and big as the Xiong royal family, which is in great contrast to Xiong Ba's name.

"Father!" Xiong Ba had tears in his eyes and knelt down.

"Ahem, don't cry. The old man has been a monarch for a hundred years, and he has long looked down on life and death, and there is a saying that must tell you that the first duty of the monarch is to worship God and protect the people, which is the standard for testing whether the monarch is qualified. ”

The crowd listened silently and did not say a word.

The king of heroes came to the end of his life, and he still didn't talk about personal feelings, only encouragement to his juniors.

The gods did not allow the chaos of yin and yang, and the ancestors had no opportunity to contact the living except for official business, and in their opinion, once they died, they entered eternal peace.

The state of Chu is different from other kingdoms, the monarch is not born to be a monarch, the bloodline is only a part, the key is to assume the responsibility of worshiping God and protecting the people.

Xiong Ying kept repeating this, lest her son follow in his father's footsteps.

In the end, he handed over part of his perception of Zhurong's curse to Xiong Ba, and passed away calmly with a smile.

No matter how loud and powerful it is before death, it is always the same peace after death.

Three days later.

Obey Xiong Ying's last wishes, do not make a lot of noise, and do not be extravagant and wasteful.

Call!

At the moment of burial, the storm and clouds were great, and the ghosts and gods greeted them.

A golden light flew out of the tomb and vanished.

Underworld.

Zhang Qi, Xiong Ying and Zhu Man, father and son, as well as some core high-level executives, waited.

"Man, how is this kid?" Xiong Ying seemed to be smiling, and asked knowingly.

"Very good, far more than we waited." Zhu Man coughed embarrassedly, remembered his bold words again, and said that the next descendants must give them a few big mouths.

Now it seems that this mouth cannot be beaten.

"Wait a minute, there will be a chance in the future!"

Soon, the gods came down with Xiong Ying.

Seeing several ancestors, Xiong Ying bowed and saluted.

"Is there a position?" Tang Ping asked Zhang Qidao.

"Nope." Zhang Qi also gave a general report on the development of the yin soil.

The underworld of Chu is bordered by the yin of this place, just in the south area, and now it is somewhat barren, and it belongs to a wild area occupied by no ghosts.

Tang Ping pondered for a moment and said, "Xiong Ying, you are good at development, go to the underworld of Chu to guard it, and be responsible for attracting the souls of the dead. ”

"Yes!"

Subsequently, Tang Ping roughly arranged the affairs of the underworld.

"Have you ever found the earth-attribute Heavenly Treasure?" Tang Ping asked.

There is a ceremony of opening the mountain and cutting grass in the deed, and the other cong gods are qualified to cultivate, but they can't use it.

Tang Ping guessed that it may have been that there was no cave mansion and no relationship between yin and yang.

"I don't have a clue yet."

Tang Ping thought to himself: "Maybe you can only find it in the Sword Gorge." ”

But he was not in a hurry, and waited slowly.

The underworld and the yang world are peaceful, vibrant, and all things are competing.

The current situation is not very suitable for adventure, you can become stronger by lying down, it will take a little time at most, Tang Ping doesn't care about lifespan.

After that, Tang Ping retreated and practiced, striving to break through the night wandering spirit as soon as possible.

Drive a car on weekdays, or teach a new disciple.

But the world will never be so quiet and peaceful.

The catastrophe is coming.

Huaxia Heluo, Chao Song.

It has been 8,000 years since Pangeng moved the capital, this is a sacred city, the whole body is poured in bronze, and it hangs high in the air.

The sun shines, and the sun shines.

Standing among the colorful clouds, the phoenix bird pilgrimage, the dragon around the pillar.

Hanging three hundred zhang in the air, thirty-six heavy bronze gates derive a long bronze staircase, all the way to the world, coming and going caravans of various ethnic groups in and out.

This is a sacred mountain where 800 princes worshipped.

In this era of mixed human and god, the king of Shang is a god, and Zixian, who has reigned for 800 years, is a god.

Among the caravans, there are also blue-eyed square pupils, or barbarian kings with horns and ghost faces who come to worship with their children and grandchildren.

Among them, a large part of them were convinced, and a small number of them took the initiative to join.

At this time, a grand memorial was being held in front of the Shang Palace.

A total of 3,600 people were sacrificed.

or bury alive, or cook, or make jerky, meat patties.

The smoke is soaring into the sky, like a waterfall of clouds.

Dozens of great witches born with visions danced and jumped in the smoke in the sky, their bodies disappeared from time to time, cloud dragons and colorful phoenixes flew, and the dragons, dragons, and heavenly horses on the roofs or around the beams came to life.

Red priests, green smoke, golden thrones, and all kinds of immortals...... It constitutes a bloody and sacred sacrifice.

At this time, the barbarian kings came, and their eldest sons were taken away by sorcerers, and they were received by the courtiers to bathe and change their clothes.

A cannibal barbarian king said: "Wow, it is worthy of the kingdom to eat so many people at one time!" ”

The red-clothed one-horned minister covered his mouth and mocked: "This is not your barbarian, we are sacrificing to God, what is this person, the king killed a tribe of millions of people at one time in the ghost side, this time it is to celebrate this."

This is a gift from God, and you should learn more. ”

"Why kill so many if you don't eat, you guys are too savage......" The cannibal barbarian king stopped.

"Return to the kingdom, you can't be the king in the future, I'll take you to watch the ceremony later." The minister is high on the road.

This group of uncivilized barbarians is about to usher in the most wonderful encounter in their lives, and they have seen all kinds of murderous methods, which has opened the eyes of those who only know how to cut with knives.

The god of the merchant is the supreme God.

Under God, it is Emperor Yu (also said to be Emperor Jun, Emperor Kui), Qi, Xuan Ming, Wang Hai, Shangjiawei, and Shang Tang. There were other emperors and emperors.

God is indescribable, formless, and in control of all things.

The ancestors are also the emperors of God, and all things in nature, such as Emperor Wind, Emperor Cloud, Emperor Yang, Emperor Gong, Emperor River, and Emperor Water, must be preceded by the word Emperor to represent God's courtiers.

There are also foreigners who say that God is actually the ancestor of the merchants, but no one has confirmed this statement, anyway, God is unpredictable.

After the ceremony, someone asked where the eldest son had gone.

Xiao Chen presented the meat patty, this cake tasted unusually fragrant, just smelling it, it made people feel comfortable, as if it was some kind of panacea.

The minister smiled slightly, and said, "Your son has gone down to serve the first king, and he has reserved a part for you, which is a reward from the gods. ”

The barbarian kings could only eat it, some were accustomed to it, and some hated it in their hearts, but they had no choice but to endure it.

At this point, they can be regarded as "enlightened and civilized".

At the end of the festival, the king of Shang announced the end of the Northern Expedition, and the next step was to teach the Nanban and the Fang Kingdom who ate inside and outside.

Shu, Jing, Qi, Yong, Huaiyi, Xifang, and Li Fang are all in this list.

(End of chapter)