In front of Guling Mountain, at the same time, thousands of cattle and sheep were slaughtered to sacrifice heaven and earth, and then thousands of slaves were beheaded to sacrifice to the ghosts and gods of mountains and rivers.

The originally noisy square fell silent almost instantly.

For a while, a rich bloody aura shrouded the square, except for a small number of courtiers who were not firm enough to be frightened, most of them showed fanaticism, staring closely at Di Xin, who was standing in front of the high platform with an indifferent expression.

Arrogant businessmen like to talk about the general trend of the world after drinking, and they are the most discussed about the border war, and they will draw their swords against each other if they disagree, and they are still so bloody at home, let alone foreign wars, and they are full of blood.

Taishi Wen Zhong looked at the stage with a smile, recalling His Majesty's will at the court meeting three days ago, the style of martial arts was already strong, and after this court meeting, Di Xin added firewood to the people's belligerent blood like a fire, for the people, first changed the original two families to raise a soldier, reduced to "five people send a soldier", almost a family will produce a soldier. Emperor Xin is to reduce the taxes that military households need to bear, and the rewards for military merits in the army are increased.

For the marquis and military marshal, division marshal, brigade marshal, etc., who already have official positions, six titles that can be hereditary and replaced, so that no one in the army is enthusiastic and wants to go further.

Even slaves can be freed from the slavery of being a slave in life and a curse by killing three enemies.

With such an ambitious emperor as the leader, why worry about the country's prosperity?

A little eunuch stepped forward to pour wine for Wen Zhong's wine venerable, and the eunuch was about to make a big white face, when he saw the trembling figure of the high priest walking to Di Xin's side, a phoenix-headed crutch in his hand, and the bloody qi in the square was like being pulled by an inexplicable force to his crutches.

Left side door!

He snorted coldly in his heart, and his face became a little embarrassed. The upright Wen Zhong was born under the orthodox sect of heaven and earth, so he naturally looked down on this high priest who had been immersed in witchcraft Gu Bu Zhu for a long time, if he and his disciples and grandchildren were dedicated to the country, they would just disgust His Majesty and the ministers from time to time. Di Xin's disgust for the high priest's vein and his complicated thoughts of having to endure it, Wen Zhong's heart was clear, if His Majesty really decided to do something against the high priest one day, the old minister would definitely be His Majesty's pawn, and ruthlessly bleed their people and pulled out poison for my great business!

Di Xin looked at the bloody aura surging like waves, frowned his sword eyebrows, and pinched the trick with his left hand behind him, setting up an invisible barrier in front of Jiang Yi to prevent the evil qi and resentment in those bloody qi from colliding with his wife. Jiang Yi Yuguang saw her husband casting a spell, her red lips moved slightly, her smile was shallow, and her hand holding Zishou tightened. The high priest was stunned, and an old withered hand kept pulling him, and at the same time began to dance with strange steps.

The phoenix-headed crutches made of rosewood are dark and thick, and bursts of sandalwood emanate from the crutches to the surroundings, which makes people smell and refresh. The crutch was seven feet high, and I don't know how the high priest's thin body could carry such a crutch.

At the head of the cane-headed phoenix, a string of small and delicate silver bells hung on the pointed beak of the phoenix, and with his dancing began to make a crisp sound of "jingle bell, jingle bell", at this time the sound of drums and horns in the square had long stopped, and the musician Shi Yan also returned to the courtiers to drink and rest, and the rest of the courtiers were still immersed in the cruel scene of slaughtering cattle, sheep and slaves just now, or excited or frightened. No one spoke in the vast square, only the long wind that blew endlessly and the string of silver bells that began to ring as the old man danced.

The words "graceful and elegant" in the High Priest's dancing did not have anything to do with it, let alone the dreamy beauty of the goddesses scattering flowers when the sixty-four dancers in the palace danced together, and even made one wonder if his thin, withered body would fall apart with a certain beat.

But his movements are vast and quaint, as if people were reading a thick bamboo slip with bent teeth. This dance with the light sound of the bell seems to be twisted and weird, but it can make the viewer involuntarily remind the audience of the old age of the human race, which was still the era of Ru Mao drinking blood, and the scene of those ancestors worshipping the heavens devoutly, when the human race had just been created by the great god Nuwa, and the people were weak and scarce, like a fat rabbit in the midst of wolves in the dangerous flood everywhere.

Perhaps the Terrans that have become strong today have long forgotten that in the midst of the desolation, those who have the ability to predict the future and guide the way forward, those who can cure the diseases left by the clansmen after fighting with wild beasts and fighting against nature in ancient times without medical treatment, and those who use various secret methods to enhance the warriors' ability to fight with wild beasts and other races, they are collectively called "Wu Zhu"!

"Wu" comes from the Terran's admiration for the power of the Witch Race at that time, and the Terran Race has been more or less taken care of by the Witch Clan, for example, if it wasn't for the Great Witch Dayi Shooting the Sun, allowing the ten suns to wantonly emit heat waves in the sky, the Terran doesn't know how many innocent people would have died. The word "Zhu" comes from the "Zhu" of respecting the heavens and earth, ghosts and gods, mountains and rivers, and ancestors.

It is precisely because of these witch blessings that the human race can survive the dangerous situation like a candle in the wind, and can support the three emperors to come into the world and the vigorous development period of the leaders of the five emperors.

Only then can there be the fire of the Suiren clan, the construction of the house of the Suiren clan, and the fire of the salary of the Cangjie god can set the prairie on fire!

If the human race forgets to revere heaven and earth, how can they survive in this heaven and earth? Only those who have a sense of reverence for heaven and earth can be called "witch wishes"!

And the high priest is now the head of the human race and the backbone of the priests.

Only use the word "A" as a name, how domineering!

The human race may forget to fear the heavens, the earth, the ghosts and gods, but the witches will not forget, and the high priest will not forget!

After the high priest finished the dance, everything was silent, the heavens and the earth were silent, only the sound of the wind did not know when it became louder, whistling and vast, tragic but not sad.

The old man seemed to be a little tired, and he took a few deep breaths with his crutches, and after a stream of slaughtering sacrifices that ordinary people could not see, the black mist formed by the mixture of blood, evil qi, and resentment was already tightly wrapped around the crutches with the dance of the high priest.

The high priest slowly turned to the bronze divine tree behind him, the phoenix-headed cane lightly touched the ground, and the black mist flew towards the bronze divine tree as if he was attracted, his thin and stiff body slowly stood up straight, and in the eyes of the audience, there was actually a kind of magnificent majesty that his body could fill the heavens and the earth!

Young Master Shang Rong looked solemn, walked up to the high platform from one side, held a piece of burned tortoise shell in his hand, and loudly proclaimed to the people in the audience: "Kneel down and worship heaven and earth, and feast on ghosts and gods!"

Thousands of people in the entire square, from the high priest to Shang Rong, to the young big priest and the young brother and sister, to the princes and ministers, all knelt down, and even the Taishi Wenzhong was unwilling to disobey the ancestral system and bowed down with everyone.

Only the husband and wife of the god Xin and Empress Jiang on the high platform only bowed slightly to the sacred tree. No one in the previous dynasties of the Great Shang Dynasty did not kneel during the Zhou sacrifice, and perhaps only Di Xin dared to do such a "great rebellion" without the criticism of his courtiers.

Zishou remembered that when the master brought the newly accepted junior brother to see him and Jiang Yi two days ago, which made the two of them embarrassed, this little junior disciple who was only a boy in appearance was the latest to enter but had the highest mana, and now he is a heavenly immortal cultivator. However, they are very fond of the cute little junior brothers. Zishou agreed with the master's arrangement of the little junior brother to subdue the water tribe in Yunmengze.

After Wu Zhiqi arranged for their brothers to meet, the master and apprentice talked all night, Wu Zhiqi told the apprentice about the "wishing power" of the human race since ancient times, talking about when there is a disaster in the territory that is difficult to stop even the power of a country, people work together to unite as one, so that even the ghosts and gods have to be afraid of the "wishing power" to reach the heavens, so that the evil can turn into good fortune and bless the better development of the human race. This is also the fundamental difference between the human race and other ethnic groups in the flood wilderness, and it is the clear proof that "the human race is the clock of heaven and earth" in the mouth of Candle Jiuyin.

Just as the worship of thousands of people in the square is itself a big man who is in the middle of the dynasty and has good luck, the wish power generated by these thousands of people kneeling together is enough to kneel and worship hundreds of thousands of mortals together, what a huge force!

It's okay if this wish is used to bless the development of the human race, but what if it is used by people with intentions and turns it into their own cultivation and increases?

As the group of ministers bowed their heads, a gray shadow jumped down from the top of the Ancient Spirit Mountain, and went straight into the interior of the sacred tree from the top of the canopy!

This gray shadow is naturally Wu Zhiqi.

Zishou's hand holding Jiang Yi tightened a little, and neither of them was surprised to see this scene, obviously this was a plan they had thought of with their master in advance.

Not only did Zishou have many doubts about the existence of this bronze divine tree, but even Wu Zhiqi had already had doubts in his heart. After Zhu Rong left that day, the moment Wu Zhiqi stepped into the Xuan Immortal Realm, he raised his eyes to the south and saw a thick vermilion qi column that did not know the source. Wu Zhiqi originally thought that it was the embodiment of the original spiritual power of the Zhuhuang Great Array, but when he looked at the south later, even if he used the Xuan Vortex Divine Water to cover his eyes, he could no longer see where the spiritual power was. When Wu Zhiqi asked Zishou, Zishou didn't hide from his master, and bluntly said that Zhu Huang's big array was actually in the depths of the palace, not in the direction that Wu Zhiqi saw.

Zishou also personally took Wu Zhiqi to see the array, although the Zhuhuang Great Array was a formation built by the Great Shang to gather five hundred years of national fortune, but the aura of the Zhuhuang Great Array was actually a little weaker than the Vermilion Qi Pillar.

The puzzled master and apprentice discussed it carefully, and felt that the problem appeared on this bronze god tree nine times out of ten, so Zishou agreed with the master that on the day of the Zhou Festival, Wu Zhiqi would personally go to the inside of the bronze god tree to find out.