The common feature of these masks is that they are not as clear as other masks.

The miserable white eyeless mask, against the blood-red clothes, looked so dazzling.

These masks sit at the woman's various joints, shoulders, elbows, and even knees.

The woman's figure is very feminine, but this feminine feeling adds a bit of indescribable strangeness to the strange atmosphere at the moment.

Accompanied by a feminine dance, whenever the woman's joints move, the masks above will float to varying degrees, and from a distance, it seems as if these masks have come to life.

This made the woman instantly the focus of the audience, and her every movement was as soft as a snake.

The body movements are more exaggerated, and this degree of exaggeration will even bring an inexplicable pressure to people's psychology.

All the old men who appeared before began to dance with the woman as the center, and all the musical instruments also served the woman.

When the music changes, there will be some slight changes in the woman's movements. For example, the always soft dance posture will be accompanied by an important drum beat, and it will show a calm and bold body movement.

And when the music begins to be delivered in a deep and tactful voice, the woman's movements will give people an eerie sense of immediacy.

The faces of Lake and the others were full of horror at this time, and most of them had never heard of it, let alone seen it, or even heard of it.

Wu opera, which is on the verge of being lost in modern times, is now listed as an intangible cultural heritage.

It's not because there are fewer people who can do it, but because there is no place to show it.

Almost all troupes that can sing ghost operas still retain the heritage of puppet opera, but so what?

On the stage, who will appreciate this strange opera culture?

If people who don't know its Chinese heritage can see such a strange atmosphere of dance, how can they feel the breadth of the inheritance spirit and connotation of this culture?

On the altar, Zhao Qi was not idle, he held the bowl of spirits in his hand, and kept throwing it around the platform.

This is known as the Sweeping Altar in witchcraft, and the worship of spirits is an extremely important step in ancient witchcraft rituals.

Eventually, the sound of the instruments faded away, and the dancers, which had been moving wide and wide, stopped.

When the last music came to an abrupt end, all the dancers kept their last movements as if they had lost their lives, and froze in place.

"It's time."

Zhao Qi said silently in his heart, then took the remaining spirits in the bowl in his mouth, and then picked up the incense candle that was still burning with his fingers.

"Whew!"

The moment Zhao Qi squirted the liquor out of his mouth, the liquor caught fire and burst into flames.

In an instant, a fire dragon soared into the sky, illuminating the four directions, and also illuminating Lei Ke and the others, who were looking at Zhao Qi intently.

I saw a strange handprint in Zhao Qi's hand, and the back of his hands was close to each other like a lotus bloom.

And on the only interlocking fingers in his hand, there is a brush between them.

Zhao Qi closed his eyes and chanted softly, although the voice was not loud, but in the silent environment, everyone could hear every word he said clearly.

"One stroke of the world, two strokes of the ancestor sword, three strokes of fierce gods and evil, go thousands of miles away."

While talking, Zhao Qi dipped a brush in the black dog blood on the table, and then leaned over and put down the pen in a dashing manner.

"Three gave birth to me, three raised me, and three protected me."

Gradually, on the ground of the divine platform in front of Zhao Qi's eyes, a complex and obscure spell appeared.

While drawing the charm, Zhao Qi walked on the seven-star step at a specific pace, circling around the fox demon.

When the last stroke was completed, the brush quickly rotated around the fingertips, and then was sandwiched in the palm of Zhao Qi's palm.

"One turn the heaven and the earth are hidden, the second turn is the ghosts and gods, the sun and the moon are in harmony at two o'clock, and the urgency is like a law!"

Strange to say, just as Zhao Qi's voice fell, the candles that were originally burning around the Shentai were blown out by a gust of wind.

"Hoo ......"

The Shentai suddenly dimmed, and at first Lake and the others were worried about whether there was an accident, but then they noticed that the strange spell that Zhao Qi drew on the ground slowly flashed with a faint golden light, gradually illuminating the pitch-black Shentai.

However, Zhao Qi was not surprised by all this, he gently put the brush on the offering table, and then dipped his middle finger in the blood of the rooster and came to the front of the fox demon.

This smear of rooster blood was pointed at the center of the fox demon's eyebrows by Zhao Qi.

Suddenly, the fox demon trembled violently, and then his eyes froze in place.

"If you want to become a god, first get rid of the demonic energy, cut off the filthy soil, and purify the soul of the ......"

Zhao Qi sat cross-legged opposite the fox demon, and the next step was really important to him.

This entire ancient ritual was used to help him summon the God List.

One, it is the first time to become a god.

Second, it is to call the list.

Since then, there is naturally no need to be so cumbersome, and it will be much easier to become a god next time.

Now that everything that can be done has been done, the only thing Zhao Qi is not sure about is whether this ritual will play its due role in summoning the god list?

The eerie music came again, and the whole ritual was nearing the end.

The old people and the woman in red began to take strange steps, circling around the shrine.

The sound coming out of his mouth can only hear strange tones, but he can't hear the words clearly.

The masks on their faces appeared and disappeared in the lingering firelight, and if someone who didn't know why saw this scene, they would definitely have the feeling of a group of demons dancing wildly.

Only the spell in front of Zhao Qi was shining with golden light and full of righteousness.

"Inherit the will of heaven, obey all things, Zhao Qi, the person on the list, please - the god list!!"

When Zhao Qi's hands were interlocked like lotus palms again, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his palm.

Airplanes!

This golden light is dazzling, but it is as panicked as the sky, implying coercion, and dignified.

Lake and the others just felt that the yin wind that had always made them uncomfortable suddenly disappeared, followed by the warmth coming from the altar.

And the simple scroll suddenly appeared in Zhao Qi's hands!

At this moment, Zhao Qi finally showed a relieved smile.

The last time he was in the national secret, he tried to change out of the god list, but there was no response, and then he tried several times in a row, but there was still no feedback.

In desperation, Zhao Qi could only find a solution from folk customs, and finally finalized this ancient ceremony, but fortunately, all this is worth it now.

Not only is the summoning successful, but also the gods can be canonized by the way.

And he knows very well that this moment is enough to go down in history, because the continuation of the ancient civilization is inherited, and the miracle of the reappearance of the gods in later generations is inherited!

Thinking of the gods in ancient times, it has been tens of millions of years.

At this time, Zhao Qi stood up with the Fengshen Bang in his right hand, looking down on his body condescendingly, bathed in golden light, as if a god was in the world.

And at the moment when it was covered by golden light, the fox demon also returned like a dream.

It felt the supreme majesty emanating from Zhao Qi's body, and instinctively bowed its head and bowed respectfully.

Waiting for the gods!

Whoop -

As the Fengshen List was slowly opened by Zhao Qi, the scroll was spread horizontally in front of him, and this King Kong became more and more dazzling.

may have been influenced by the God List, and Zhao Qi at this time also completely escaped into an unprecedented experience.

At the moment when the god list opened, he seemed to be able to see the formation and destruction of all things in the world from it, and even in that instant, he suddenly wandered away from the world and the years......

"What Zhao Qi said before is true!"

At the same time, Cai An, who was watching from a distance, widened his eyes and wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, and the shock on his face was particularly heavy.

The others didn't say anything, just looked fixedly at the figure standing in the golden light in the distance, and were stunned.