Chapter Ninety-Three: The Sea Sacrifice
The sea festivals of Hokkaido are held in the Year of the Dragon, and are divided into small sea festivals and large sea festivals. The Xiaohai Festival www.biquge.info is held once every twelve years, but it is jointly organized by several Xiuzhen sects in Beihai Country. The sea festival is once in 60 years, and dozens of countries on the north coast of Yunmeng Continent jointly hold it, and the main sacrifice is Tianyimen, and the scene is quite grand.
The festival is held on February 15.
Because there were still a few days to go, Shang Bai and Lao He first followed Qianxiaowei and his team to the Xuanying Iron Mine Area of Luoyan Mountain, and the headquarters of Qianjia was also not far from the mining area. The current patriarch of the Shallow family is called Shallow Mei Weng, who is the father of Shallow Xiaowei and the peak cultivation of Jindan.
For Shang Bai's arrival, Qianmei Weng was extremely enthusiastic, in his opinion, entering the foundation building realm at such a young age, and taking on this great responsibility, must be a person valued by the sect, and there is no harm in making friends.
Luoyan Qian's family is one of the few Xiuzhen families in Beihai Country, and there is also a spirit gathering array in the family headquarters, covering a place within a radius of ten miles. The residence of the Supervision Ambassador sent by the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao was naturally among them, and it was close to the center of the Great Array, and the aura concentration was twice as strong as the outer gate of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao.
For such an environment, Shang Bai has nothing to find fault with. Although it is far inferior to the inner gate of the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao, who called himself a crime? Moreover, the subsidy of five thousand spirit stones for staying here for a year is also very generous. The main thing is that this position is very idle, basically nothing to do, and there is a lot of free time to arrange freely.
After sending Shang Bai to Luoyan Mountain, Lao He stayed for a day and went back. He was an old man, and he didn't have much interest in what was the number one beauty in the cultivation realm. However, Shang Bai was indeed very interested, not only to see the Xiaoxue Holy Maiden, but also to the sea festival itself.
The sea festival requires a lot of sacrifices, some of those sacrifices are provided by the Tianyi Gate, and some of them are jointly provided by the cultivation realm of dozens of countries along the North Sea coast, and then the number of people participating in the sea festival is determined according to the proportion of the sacrifices provided.
The Shallow family, as one of the few Xiuzhen families in the Beihai Kingdom, provided sacrifices worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones this time, and got ten places to participate in the sea festival. Shang Bai, as the ambassador of the Mixed Yuan Kendo in the Shallow Family, naturally also got a place.
At first, Shang Bai was shocked by such an expensive quota, and felt that Tianyi Sect was completely playing tricks on these small sects. But Qian Xiaowei told him that this was the case, and many sects were still rushing to provide sacrifices.
The Sea Festival is dedicated to the legendary god of the North Sea, and when the sacrificer gives it an offer, it also gives the sacrifice in return. There are precious materials, elixirs, magic weapons, and even exercise cheats. The reward for giving is much greater than for the sacrificer. It is precisely for this reason that as long as it is the Year of the Dragon, the sea festival and the small sea festival have not been broken.
To put it more bluntly, the Sea Festival was a deal made by the Xiuzhen Realm and the God of the North Sea, and it was also a very lucrative transaction.
"Sea God?" Shang Bai felt a little incredulous, "Those gods and ghosts can also coax people in the mortal world, how can they also believe in this in the cultivation realm?"
The cultivation realm believes that all power is cultivated by itself, and generally does not believe that there are gods between heaven and earth.
"Who cares about it?" said the shallow whisper, "as long as it is indeed rewarded, it doesn't matter if there is a god or not?"
Shang Bai thinks about it, as long as it is really beneficial, faith or anything doesn't matter. He began to care about another matter: "After the sea god gives a reward, how will it be distributed? Is Tianyi Sect presiding over the distribution? Aren't you afraid that they will be unjust?"
"It's none of Tianmen's business. "How many people are present, the sea god will return as many gifts as they are, and send them directly to everyone." Whether it is rich or not, it depends on the fate of each person. Since the sea god has assigned it himself, then whoever is it belongs to whom, and it is not easy for others to rob it. ”
"Deliver it directly to your hand?" Shang Bai was taken aback, "Is there really such a person as the Sea God, and then he prepares a gift for each of them and sends them one by one?"
"I don't know. "What is going on will not be known until that time." Brother Shang, you encountered this kind of thing as soon as you came, and it seems that you have a lot of fate with the sea god. ”
The reason why the Asa family thinks that Shang Bai has to be valued by the Mixed Yuan Kendo is actually because he came at this time when the Great Sea Festival was about to begin. The previous term's term of office actually lasted for more than two years, and it was hard to be convincing that he was suddenly transferred back by the sect, and then sent such a young man. The departing ambassador was quite reluctant to leave.
The sea festival was held in a place called Poseidon Bay, which was only a few hundred miles away from Luoyan Mountain, and Shang Bai and the others also set off on the day of the sea festival.
Poseidon Bay is a large bay that is the treasure of the legendary god of the North Sea. Legend has it that under the seabed, there is a huge treasure trove of sea gods. Every time there is a sea festival, countless treasures are spewed out of that treasure house.
But for millions of years, I don't know how many people have dived to the bottom of the ocean in search of that treasure trove, only to find nothing.
So there was a theory that the treasury would move, and it would only move there on the fifteenth day of the second month of each year of the dragon. Other times, it's hidden in the depths of the North Sea.
As for the day when they come back to the bottom of the sea to explore the treasure, it can only be said that the people who really did it died miserably.
When Shang Bai and the others arrived at Poseidon Bay, the sea area was calm and calm, and there were no waves at all, and it was as smooth as a huge mirror.
The altar was not built on the shore, but on the sea more than ten miles offshore, so as to avoid the participation of people from the mortal world.
The altar was huge, six stories high, and could accommodate tens of thousands of people. What is shocking is that such a large high platform is actually suspended in the air.
Qian Xiaowei introduced to Shang Bai: "This sacrificial platform is a magic weapon refined by Tianyi Sect for the sea sacrifice, driven by the best spirit stones, and twenty top quality spirit stones are needed for a sea sacrifice. The various factions of the North Sea Country of the Little Sea Festival could not support such consumption, and they were all held on the coast. ”
"Twenty top-grade spirit stones?" Shang Bai couldn't help but stammer, "This is too tyrant, right?"
One top-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred high-grade spirit stones, equivalent to ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and equivalent to one million lower-grade spirit stones. Twenty top-grade spirit stones, that is, twenty million low-grade spirit stones. If Shang Bai's current subsidy of 5,000 spirit stones a year is calculated, he has to be a supervision ambassador in the Qian family for 4,000 years, which is enough for this sacrificial platform to consume at one time.
"It's a lot of consumption, but they get more. As he spoke, they had already taken a flying boat to the front of the altar, and pointed to the people standing on the top three floors of the altar: "Look at the top three floors, all of them are people from the Tianyi Gate, no less than two thousand. And the higher the level, the greater the chance of getting good things, and they will not suffer. ”
Tianyimen has five elements of water, and the clothes are mainly black, and the people standing on the top three floors are all black-clothed people, which looks clear at a glance.
They were still dozens of feet away from the sacrificial platform, and two men in black flew over and asked, "Who is here?"
Those who are eligible to participate in the sea festival will be issued with a nameplate. Without this nameplate, you cannot climb the altar.
The Asa family has ten places, so they also get ten nameplates.
The patriarch of the Shallow family, Asamei Weng, personally led the team to come, and he handed over all the ten nameplates to the comer, and said: "We are the people of the Shallow family of Luoyan Mountain in Beihai Country, and we are here to participate in the sacrifice." ”
"Luoyan Mountain Shallow Family, the one that is attached to the Mixed Yuan Sword Dao?" "It's rare that the visitor has heard of the Shallow Family, but it seems that he is a little dissatisfied with their family's vassal Mixed Yuan Sword Dao, and he snorted in his nose and said, "Your position is at the bottom layer, don't go wrong." ”
The tone was a little rude, but Asame didn't dare to say anything. The big gate, even if it's a dog, can't be insulted.
boarded the sacrificial platform, and looked angry slightly: "It's really a dog's eyes that look down on people." It's all the same flower spirit stone, why do we have to stand at the bottom? They can stand at the top?"
"Don't talk about it. Asamion covered his mouth, "If it reaches their ears, we won't be able to stay at the bottom." ”
Qian Xiaowei also knew that Tianyi Sect was terrible, but after all, she was still a little angry, and said to Shang Bai: "Brother Shang, you are also from the Great Gate Sect, and you are not inferior to them at all in terms of background." When I find an opportunity in the future, I must teach them a hard lesson!"
"Well said, well said. Shang Bai said with a smile.
For a long time, it was he who used his identity as a disciple of the Great Gate Sect to put on his prestige in front of others, and now someone actually put the prestige of a disciple of the Great Gate Sect in front of him, which made him feel quite complicated. However, this is the home of Tianyimen, so he can't show any ideas.
The lowest floor is the largest floor of the altar, and there are already many people standing. Shang Bai and his party came up and didn't attract much attention, but someone still found him.
"Master, I saw my husband. More than ten zhang apart, two women wearing black cloaks stood next to each other, and one of the women with long legs suddenly became excited and said to the other woman: "Do you see, the handsome man in white clothes who just came up is my husband." I didn't expect to see him here, we have such a fate!"
"Keep it quiet, don't let anyone find out. The woman next to her scolded in a low voice, "What's the big deal about a man coming or not?
These two women are naturally Ding Yingying, who has been away from Shangbai for more than two years, and her witch master, Lady Jinse.
In the past two years or so, Mrs. Jinse didn't know how many times she had replenished her blood, and finally recovered her cultivation. She took Ding Yingying to participate in this sea festival this time, and she spent 100,000 spirit stones to buy a place from a small sect. Although her cultivation is high, she doesn't dare to mess around with so many people in Tianmen.
Her scolding made Ding Yingying quiet down a little, and then Ding Yingying couldn't help but look at Shang Bai again. Seeing this, he was very unhappy again, and complained to the master: "Master, he actually found another woman, and the two of them are still talking and laughing. ”
Mrs. Jinse didn't raise her head, and said in a low voice, "That's a man." ”
"Eh, male?" Ding Yingying's mood calmed down for a while, and she became angry again: "Master, he actually likes men!"