Morning song.

The seasons are in turn and autumn has begun.

The scorching sun, which had exhausted its majesty, gradually receded, the summer flourishing branches and leaves in the courtyards of the rich and noble people in the city began to wither, and the colored fish in the pond were a little colder than before.

But outside the city, the scene is lively, as farmers harvest rice trees with saws, blood-red rice hanging from the branches, emitting a mouth-watering fragrance.

Not only the scope of the song, but all the places in the world that have planted blood rice have ushered in an unprecedented harvest moment.

The fertility of the land was nourished by the spiritual rain of the Emperor of the Eastern Cangpei Ze Ming Tribulation, and even other crops could be planted in addition to blood rice.

Although the two-month national war on the front line has lost a lot of national strength, after the bumper harvest, it is a trivial matter.

You must know that last year, only blood rice was planted in the Chaoge area, and this year, at the request of the imperial court, blood rice was planted all over the world.

The warehouse is full and knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing are enough to know the honor and disgrace. The great merchants were immersed in the joy of the harvest and seized the time to build new granaries, and even the crime was greatly reduced.

As long as the beggars on the roadside go to the farmer's house to help, they will get endless food, and they can also leave rice seeds to feed themselves next year.

In less than two years, when everyone can eat enough, the cultural and entertainment industry of Dashang will slowly develop.

But now, it's still time for war.

The Great Shang army entered the territory of Xiqi and gained a firm foothold, taking control of several important cities, and the two sides gathered heavy troops to confront each other on the front line, and there was a possibility that another conflict could break out at any time.

All the great merchant generals who led the troops on the front line received a decree from the ancestral temple:

【Lost Soil, Slash】

Not an inch of land, including those that have already been brought down, is not allowed to fall into Xiqi's hands.

If the land is captured by the enemy, the Lord will die in battle without asking his responsibility, and if he survives, he will be beheaded directly.

No one is an exception.

However, although the atmosphere at the front line is still tense, the continuous supply of food in the rear can still make the soldiers be treated much better than usual, and those soldiers who were once slaves did not know what it was like to be well fed in their lives before joining the army.

The people of the big merchants were busy with the harvest, but the atmosphere in the Star Picking Tower was very quiet.

Strange flowers and flowers maintain a blooming posture no matter what season, the faint fragrance of flowers is diffused in the building, the temperature is kept at a comfortable level all year round, and the fairy atmosphere is ethereal, like a fairyland on earth.

On the top floor, a group of sectarian disciples stood outside Bai Yao's room, looking a little embarrassed.

They came to redeem their magic weapon, and after Daozu finished preaching, Kong Xuan disappeared as soon as he stepped out of Zixiao Palace, and no one knew what means he used to leave.

After returning to the Star Picking Tower, everyone found that the treasures were all in the hands of Da Zhu, and Daji, who served Da Zhu, told everyone that all disciples of the sect could redeem their magic weapons.

Except for Duobao.

Bai Yao was lying on his bed, surrounding himself with a magic weapon, and it had been more than a month since the golden candle branch came out, and he was still resisting depression.

The situation is much better than some time ago, and there is no longer any thought of seeking death, but I still lie in bed all day long, and I don't communicate with anyone except a few people.

Daji stood at the door in a dance suit, with her hands on her lower abdomen, and bowed slightly to Duobao:

"Dao Chief, not allowing you to redeem the Zhuxian Sword and the Killing Immortal Sword is the meaning of the Tongtian Sage, and it has nothing to do with Dazhu. The sage also asked Dazhu to remind you that there is an obsession with Rahu in the four swords of Zhuxian, and if you use it for a long time, you may be controlled by the robbery. ”

Duobao originally wanted to use his family wealth to redeem the two swords that were brushed away by Kong Xuan, but when he heard Daji's words, he had to sigh and leave in silence.

Then Zhao Gongming crossed Daji, saw his Dinghai Divine Pearl being discarded on the ground at will, and saw Bai Yao lying on the bed motionless facing the wall, so he lowered his voice and asked Daji:

"What's wrong with Dazhu?"

Daji shook her head lightly and replied:

"I don't know."

She looked at the crowd and continued:

"Immortal elders, please go back, Dazhu needs to rest, and when he finishes resting, he will let you redeem the magic weapon."

When everyone heard this, they had to sigh and leave.

It is one thing to compete for the opportunity to become holy in the battlefield space, but after the Dao Ancestor finished preaching, they still have to fulfill the duty of humanity and righteousness.

Now that the catastrophe has begun, the heavens cannot be explored, and the dead air is rising all over the desolation, it will be an unprecedented catastrophe, and only the gods can keep their true spirits.

Unless they take refuge in teachings.

After the sermon ended, Guangchengzi immediately took out a list of gods who could also keep the true spirit, and many strong people joined on the spot.

And the position of the god list has been occupied by all the sects.

The vacated position of the god of flowers is only known to Bai Yao.

Fortunately, there are many strong people in the sect, and the positions on the god list are more than those on the god list, and they are not afraid to expound the religion and recruit the strong.

And the most important thing is that the Great Tribulation is no longer the conflict between the two religions as everyone guesses, but the catastrophe of the desolate races.

That Hongmeng purple qi is integrated into the tribulation qi, and if you want to become holy, you can only devote yourself to the great tribulation and find opportunities in the great tribulation.

At this time, they must have a good relationship with Bai Yao, because Bai Yao can unilaterally kick them out of the god list.

Not long after the disciples left, Nezha came upstairs wearing linen and filial piety.

Because Li Jing "committed suicide in fear of sin", he is still keeping filial piety, but he has never felt his father's love, and his feelings for Li Jing are not very deep, but when he saw his mother crying, he cried for a few days.

"My dad hasn't gotten up yet?"

The sectarian disciple helped Nezha awaken his spiritual bead origin, and the realm was only a heavenly immortal, but if he really wanted to fight, he could burst out with a golden immortal-level combat power.

Therefore, in just a few months, he has grown into a teenager, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he looks like a child.

Standing in the doorway, he looked inside.

In terms of courage, no one is bigger than him, Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong only dare to respectfully call their father-in-law or father in private, only he doesn't care about the occasion, and when he mentions Dazhu, he says that it is my father.

Daji shook her head and didn't speak.

In the small world, she completed her transformation, fighting those mutated beasts with her mortal body for several years, her heart became extremely tough, and she learned to disguise herself, and the posture of a little woman would only be revealed in front of Bai Yao.

Bai Yao, who was lying on the bed, heard Nezha's voice, so he said:

"Nezha come in."

He rolled over and sat up, scanning the room for countless magic weapons.

All the disciples were piled up beside him, and the others were placed on the other side of the room.

Nezha heard Bai Yao speak, and walked in with a happy face, knelt on the ground respectfully, and kowtowed to Bai Yao:

"The child knocks on Daddy."

The two don't seem to be much older than each other, so this scene is very weird in Daji's eyes.

Bai Yao raised his finger and pointed to the pile of magic weapons behind Nezha, and said:

"Choose a few for yourself."

Nezha obediently got up and rummaged through the pile of magic weapons with a grin.

After a while, he was stuffed with treasures, and then he carried a spear of the Innate Spirit Treasure level that was higher than him and asked:

"Dad, this gun is beautiful, what's it called?"

The tip of the spear is engraved with a pattern that can release the true fire of samadhi, and the body of the spear has a dense secret spell, and the white medicine pondered for a moment before replying:

"Slaying the dragon and destroying the demon fire spear."

The name is made up randomly, if you follow the original timeline, Nezha's weapon should be the Purple Flame Snake Spear Fire Spear, which is infinitely powerful, but it is an acquired spiritual treasure, and the upper limit is not very high, just enough to exert Nezha's power, but not to make him too powerful.

Baiyao does not have such concerns, in his opinion, the stronger Nezha, the better.

He waved his hand, erased the imprints of all the magic weapons on Nezha's body, and said:

"Take it back and refine it."

Nezha knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed, and said with joy on his face:

"Thank you, Dad!"

With that, he carried the fire-tipped spear to his room downstairs, and the disciples of the sect helped him open up a small world as a place to practice.

Under the guidance of the Star Picking Tower's magic circle, the aura condensed in the sky is continuously injected into the Star Picking Tower, providing everyone with the needs of cultivation.

In addition, Kong Xuan also extorted a lot of spiritual roots in the battlefield space, all of which were planted on the top floor, which is a lot of places outside the square, and it is not as good as picking up the star tower.

After a while, Daji came in with some food, stepped over the messy magic weapon, knelt beside Bai Yao's bed, and said softly:

"Da Zhu eat something, they are all spiritual objects that Senior Kong found from outside the square."

She served a bowl of fish soup and introduced:

"This is stewed by the predecessors with the true fire of Samadhi, and the material is a carp that is about to break through the golden immortal, and there are a lot of elixirs in it, and the predecessors say that it can nourish the spiritual qi."

The aroma is fragrant, and Baiyao, who has never been in the valley, was immediately attracted by this bowl of fish soup, and even when he smelled it, he felt much better.

The soup is pale white, scoop some with a spoon and put it in your mouth, and you can feel the endless fresh air flowing on the taste buds, which is full of appetizers.

But after only drinking some of the white medicine, he put down the spoon, and without looking at the other delicacies, he asked Daji:

"Where did Kong Xuan go?"

Recently, Daji has been talking to him, and since he returned to the Star Picking Tower, he has not stepped out of the room.

The backlash against forcibly interfering with humanity is fading, and he is no longer depressed.

Daji thought for a moment and replied respectfully:

"After the seniors finished cooking for you, they went to Nuwa Palace."

"Then I'm going to find Yuanfeng."

Bai Yao said softly.

Recovering his strength is not an overnight thing, and it will take a lot of time for Yuan Feng to use chaotic energy to restore his former strength.

However, once she recovers her strength at the level of an ancient overlord, it will be of great help to Bai Yao.

After looking at the food, Baiyao still decided to eat it all.

It's not that he's hungry, it's just that doing something that a human should do can bring him back to real life quickly.

After eating, he said to Daji:

"Go and inform the sect disciples, and you can come tomorrow to redeem the magic weapon."

Daji nodded slightly, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and got up to leave.

Bai Yao waved his hand, took away all the magic weapons, changed into a new sacrificial dress of the same style, and blended into the wind.

At the gate of the ancestral temple, Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong were guarding the door.

"Knock on the big wishes!"

The two knelt on the ground and said in unison.

The war is over temporarily, and the duty of the horseman has also changed from participating in the war to guarding Dazhu and the ancestral temple, and Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong naturally want to come back.

"Get up."

Bai Yao said calmly.

He looked at Ji Fa, who had experienced doubts and ridicule and had transformed into a man in the war, and said softly:

"I heard that you gave up your low-hanging fruit to save Quan Zhong?"

All the battle report clones in the general offensive phase know.

When attacking the city of a small prince, Su Quanzhong and Ji Fa, who were cavalrymen, ran to attack the city as foot soldiers.

After the city was broken, the enemy's resistance remained stubborn.

The two of them entered the mansion of the little prince, and as a result, a mortal general with a heavy hammer spirit treasure protected the rebellious prince, and when he was fighting against Su Quanzhong, he smashed Su Quanzhong's halberd at the cost of death.

Su Quanzhong suddenly fell into a state of being besieged by the enemy, and there was no chance to recall the divine halberd.

After participating in the war, they didn't have time to temper their innate source qi, but their physique was stronger than that of mortals, and they were besieged by elite soldiers with weapons in their hands, and the fate was the same.

Ji Fa could obviously chase down the rebel princes and win his highest military exploits in this Western Expedition, but he still went to save Su Quanzhong without hesitation.

Interestingly, the two were almost hacked to death by a knife in the end, and it was Daji who saved them.

After resting enough at Bishui Pass, Daji took the initiative to participate in the battle, and at that time, a blow of the natal power blew up the enemies besieging Su Quanzhong and Ji Fa into charred and blackened meat, and did not even hurt the two of them in the slightest.

Ji Fa naturally won't die, and the people who intercepted the sect had already discovered that he had a jade void magic technique on his body and gave him ten lives.

Ji Fa was ashamed and said:

"Thanks to Quan Zhong's sister, otherwise we would be dead now."

Su Quanzhong also blushed, the ghost knew how the originally delicate sister suddenly became like a killing god, she could kill five with one punch, not only saved them, but also captured the rebel princes alive by the way.

Bai Yao's face was calm and he said:

"Hurry up and get stronger, the world is going to change."

After speaking, he walked into the ancestral temple.

The chaste people who lived here came to him and bowed.

A cool breeze hit, Bai Yao looked up at the sky and asked:

"Ready to sacrifice to the moon god?"

Although he didn't want to see anyone while lying in the Star Picking Tower, it didn't mean that he hadn't done anything.

When he returned, he ordered Daji to inform Bigan to prepare a sacrifice to the moon god.

Arishi replied:

"Great wishes, everything is ready."

The virgins don't care what the sacrifice is, their whole life is to ensure that the sacrifice can be carried out normally, and as for the consumption of national power, they will not care.

"Spread the decree and sacrifice to the moon god tonight."

Baiyao's brand-new sacrificial robe was blown by the cold wind, and his expression was unwavering.

At present, his plan is to speed up the development of the Moon God's personality, the Dao Ancestor's Dharma, which can make the entire flood desolation bleed, and in the deep realm of humanity, he sees that in the future of the Great Shang Territory, the cultivators will fight endlessly, and the spells that destroy the world will be staged every day.

After the decree, the Zhenmen left the ancestral temple to inform the royal family and court officials.

The matter of sacrificing the moon has been prepared for a long time, but it is only because Bai Yao stayed in the Star Picking Tower and did not come out that it was delayed until today.

As early as when he was in Bishui Pass, he issued a decree, saying that he had seen the moon god in the heavenly realm, and that he was a mysterious and beautiful god who would protect the people of Dashang on the moon and let the people spread the news in the world.

Beauty can describe a woman as well as a man.

The word beauty means that the moon god is "humanoid".

As for what the moon god looks like and what gender it is, it is up to the people of the great merchants to decide.

In addition to this incident, Baiyao also had craftsmen make many stone tablets representing the moon god and distribute them everywhere, requiring the people to worship with incense every day.

But the real sacrifice can only be carried out by him.

Dazhu presides over the sacrifice, which can be called a high-level sacrifice dedicated to a god.

It happens that tonight is the night of the full moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival. The day of the sacrifice to the moon god.

The place of worship is in the royal city, where Baiyao once held a family sacrifice.

In the Liuyun Palace, look through the classics left by the great blessings of the past dynasties, until night falls.

The full moon rises, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on the ground outside the ancestral temple.

The cool autumn breeze carried Xiao Se into the Liuyun Palace.

Baiyao closed the book and disappeared in place.

A moment later, he arrived at the place of sacrifice and slowly appeared in front of the crowd.

The royal family was accustomed to his elusiveness, and everyone except Di Xin saluted reverently when they saw him.

Bai Yao scanned the surroundings and observed the sacrifices.

They were basically prisoners of war in Xiqi and a rebel prince.

If he replaced it with treasures, the treasury would not be able to support his extremely frequent sacrifices.

Under the trade-off, it is more cost-effective to use people and animals.

When all the prisoners of war are sacrificed, they are dragons, and after that, they are treasures.

"Let's get started."

Baiyao contrasts with dry voices.

The original jade altar has been moved to other places by the practitioners.

Sacrifice to the god of the moon is a "kan" sacrifice.

Kan, in oracle bone inscriptions, is the form of placing sacrifices in a pit.

The original altar has been dug out of a human worship pit with a length and width of 100 meters.

Bai Yao was standing at the edge of the pit at the moment, casting a spell to put all the cinnabar that the soldiers had brought in his sleeve.

Bigan's spiritual qi that has taken a lot of pills is far more abundant than before, and he hasn't used crutches for a long time.

At his signal, Sadato rang the bronze bell.

Afterwards, one by one, the sacrifices were carried into the pit by the horsemen.

The whole sacrifice is divided into ten parts.

The first nine times were all to build a "staircase" to the moon.

The horsemen carried the sacrificial offerings down the rope ladder to the human ritual pit with a depth of fifty meters.

It was a manual job, they had to climb up and down many times, and they had to go down with the sacrifice in one hand.

After the horsemen arrived at their respective positions, Bai Yao bowed slightly.

Standing in the four corners of the pit, the priests began to recite the rituals.

The knights immediately took out their special bronze daggers and gouged out the eyeballs of hundreds of sacrifices.

They are sinners who will be buried in the pit and will never see the light again.

The upper bodies of the sacrifices were naked, the bones of their legs were broken, and all the sacrifices were to kneel during the sacrifice.

After gouging out their eyeballs, all the Xiqi prisoners of war struggled in agony.

Their faces were hideous, their dark eyes were dripping with blood, and they couldn't let out a scream when they opened their mouths wide.

Before it was over, the horsemen used various tools to cut the skin on their backs.

With the experience of many advance trainings, they successfully extracted the spine of the sacrifice.

Before going on the field, the sacrifices were all poured with secret medicine, and fairy grass was added to them, injecting them with strong vitality.

Therefore, they who were drenched in blood and should have died, they all trembled and felt the extreme pain.

I saw that all the owl riders neatly pulled out the slender copper rods behind their backs, and aimed at the sacrificial Tianling cover with the sharpened end.

"Boom-"

When the bell rang, they thrust the rods into the top of the sacrifices' heads, and then with the strength of their hands, they pierced the sacrifices from top to bottom, and the rods were inserted into the earth, holding the sacrifices in place.

This will make them unable to get up for eternity, and they will have to kneel here.

The smell of blood rises, and the earth reflects the seeping red light in the moonlight.

The horsemen climbed up the rope ladder, waved their sleeves, first sprinkled a layer of cinnabar on the heads of all the sacrifices, and then cast a spell to bury the first layer of sacrifices with earth.

If it was a cultivator who cast a spell, the royal family would disdain it and think it was all a small trick.

But when Dazhu casts a spell, they will only think that it is the power of the gods.

When the bell rang, the horsemen carried the second round of sacrifices, descended the pit, and after stepping on the dirt, they repeated the steps of the first round of killing, and built a ladder to the moon god.

Level 3, 4, 5......

Each sacrifice was placed exactly the same place apart, and three hundred were killed on each floor, until the end of the ninth layer, and a total of two thousand seven hundred people were killed.

The pit is filled, which means that the ladder has been erected.

In the end, it was the rebellious princes who Daji captured alive.

The moonlight is quiet, and the chastages beat the tambourine according to the rhythm.

Daji led the dancers to dance on top of the human sacrifice pit, which was full of ancient wildness.

Above her, a full moon glowing with a cold white light.

At the foot of the foot, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in the true sense.

The rebellious princes were taken to the center of the sacrificial hall by Di Xin, who was armed with an axe, and Bai Yao solemnly came to the sacrifice step by step.

In the sacrificial's panicked eyes, he slit his palm with a dagger, dripped his own blood on the top of the sacrificial's head, and then retreated a few meters.

The drums beat rapidly, and the dancers quickened their pace.

At the climax, with a heavy drum that resounded through the royal city, Di Xin's axe swept and cut off the head of the sacrifice without hesitation.

Blood gushed like a fountain, and Di Xin suddenly became a bloody man.

Bai Yao bathed in the moonlight, opened his arms, and shouted to the moon:

"Kneel—"

The royal family knelt down and kowtowed.

At the same time, countless great merchants offered incense in front of the stone plaque of the moon god and led the whole family to bow down devoutly.

On the altar, the pure moonlight condensed into one illusory mysterious ribbon after another, caressing everyone's cheeks.

It is as if there really is a moon god who gives wisdom and strength.

(End of chapter)