Section 59, strong enemy appeared and blood sacrifice [2]

There are two oldest ways of sacrificing.

The first is that it requires a specific time and environment, which only needs to be enough for three animals and five animals to intercept a trace of opportunity in the day and the earth, borrow the power of the gods or simply let the gods break the shackles and come down to the earth. In ancient times, such a method was too time-consuming. It was necessary to master certain astronomical knowledge, understand the operation of the orbits of heaven and earth, and find a breakthrough.

is the easiest, most convenient and safest sacrifice. It is mostly used by emperors and officials who hold real power and have the ability to mobilize a large amount of manpower and materials.

And there is another way called the living sacrifice.

In ancient times, it was believed that man was the spiritual leader of all things in heaven and earth and the source of all roots, laws and forces. The human soul is the source. Only the human soul is the purest power, and as long as there is more such power, it can break through all obstacles. Fortunately, the ruling class of successive imperial dynasties has not been poisoned by this kind of thought. Unfortunately, most of the massacres after the change of dynasties in history, except for some of them are really fierce gods and evil, most of them are purposeful to slaughter the people, and the prisoners want to sacrifice in some way, borrow divine power or simply break through to another world for long life.

The most famous of them is the Mongolian Empire under the rule of shamanism, whose magnificent and great Genghis Khan is such a person. Half of the Europeans were slaughtered just to open the legendary entrance to heaven. Of course, he failed. Because it is not enough to have a soul, we still need a responder. Genghis Khan did not communicate with the gods in that place and arrogantly wanted to become a god, so... he died, and at the most mature time, he died under the punishment of God. Later, people fabricated countless causes of death for Genghis Khan, but they didn't know that he died under his own madness, that's all.

Wen Yi's way of living sacrifice is obviously different from the crazy killing demon Genghis Khan. On the other side of the sky, there is a fairy response that has become immortal for thousands of years. As long as the soul power of the living sacrifice is enough, she can break through the gap of the world and return to this world. The only difference is that she may not be able to maintain the power of immortals after her return. At most, she can only be regarded as the top in the world. Once it surpasses the top power in the world, the heavenly way will detect her existence, and then impose the divine punishment, which is absolutely a kind of sadness.

Zhao Zihan also ran out early to make the final preparations for the living sacrifice. I don't know whether it was Zhang Lu or the company commander who told the leader that an hour ago, these leaders appeared in the dilapidated warehouse one after another. No one dared to put on the airs of the leader at this time, standing aside and waiting silently.

After another half hour, led by Uncle Jiu, there were several old men who seemed to fall as if the wind blew in the broken warehouse. Unlike the leading comrades, these people walked into the door very respectfully, all of them bowed to Yang Guang's position, and then stood up carefully. Come on, with unprecedented respect on his face, such as the mentality of Xuemeng when he saw the teacher stood aside.

The leaders were surprised by the behavior of these old people, but they were even more surprised by Yang Guang's state at this time, the virtual figure suspended in the air, the ferocious face, and whether black smoke rolled up his body. What is also surprising is Wenyi. She sat cross-legged not far from Yang Guang, and sometimes some light like starlight suddenly appeared around her and then integrated into her body.

Mayor Sun is the son of Yin's mother-in-law. He has also heard of this situation. This is Xian Bu. It was the great immortal who artificially supplemented the shortcomings of a person's body with his own mana. He remembered that in this case, his mother would always say that this was the greatest favor to the immortal. But at that time, it was only three or two stars at most. And what about now? In just over an hour, at least dozens of times have appeared, and each time there are dozens or hundreds of spiritual lights. I'm afraid it's not as simple as a favor, is it? Who is such a woman?

"Zhang Lu!" The director who accompanied the leader called Zhang Lu in a low voice and asked, "What's going on? Didn't you say you wanted to sacrifice?

Zhang Lu said, "Report to the director, I don't know the details. It seems that there is a big immortal who wants to go down to earth, and he still needs tributes to be prepared.

"Report what you know." Secretary Wang suddenly said.

"Yes!" At this moment, Zhang Lu explained what he had seen and heard just now. When it came to exaggeration, Zhang Lu himself felt incredible, so he dared not look into the eyes of the leader.

"I know!" I don't know why, Secretary Wang did not express his opinion, but just nodded lightly to show his knowledge.

At this time, the door of the warehouse was pushed open again, but this time it was very urgent. A disciple who didn't know who he was from raised his voice and shouted, "It's not good! Zihan and others were attacked!!"

Suddenly, an incredible breath pressed down from the top of the warehouse, and everyone felt like they had carried hundreds of pounds of things on their backs.

Uncle Jiu said angrily, "Who is it? If it's an ordinary person who is knocked unconscious, if it's a thug, kill it directly! At this time, our business is a big deal. Anyone who dares to stop you doesn't have to keep his hand."

The Yin mother-in-law said gloomyly, "Tell the disciples of the Yin family, but kill anyone who is hostile to you. These good children will wipe your buttocks."

This time, there is no one like Zhang Lu who jumps out when he hears of killing.

The leaders didn't seem to hear these old people openly discussing the matter of killing. Secretary Wang even arranged for the director of the public security around him: "Sent some comrades to have a look. They are very dealt with in an extraordinary period and can be arrested. If... Well, if they are people like them, let the comrades retreat and do it."

Obviously, these leaders must have thought about similar problems before they came.

The mother-in-law glanced at her son's side and nodded with satisfaction. Who says that these old people who look like candles in the wind are not dangerous? That must be nonsense! These people who take care of real life and death are no less than those who have experienced the baptism of war.

It seems that this is a very small thing, but no one expects that things will develop more and more, and the number of disciples who come back to report news is becoming more and more frequent. In addition to the mutant zombies, there is really a force in this city. What's more frightening is that this force is actually in the range of coming out. That is to say... someone turned against the water?

"check! Whose disciple is it!" The mother-in-law said angrily.

Uncle Jiu said in a low voice, "Maybe we don't know if someone outside came in?"

"I'd better go out and have a look." One of the old men who followed Uncle Jiu said.

Uncle Jiu said, "Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The old man seems to walk out slowly, but it always gives people a very vague visual effect. When you look carefully, the old man has already come a long way.

Is this? Mayor Sun was stunned. When he refused his mother's proposal to inherit the immortal, his mother once said that the fairy family would not use you in vain for decades. After the replacement, the successor would leave a magic power, which was not immortal, but it was also a boundless magic power. These are the most pious descendants, and the Yin family is such a person.

I still remember that my mother said that the background of the Maxian clan is not the number of immortals, but those who used to be descendants.

Now Mayor Sun seems to understand the meaning of those words! What my mother and Uncle Jiu brought is not the descendants of the master, but those who have been descendants, who have boundless mana in exchange for a lifetime of accumulated merit, and these people, have a very special name in the lineage of Ma Xian... Live half an Immortal!

Has the person who has always thought it was a legend also appeared? This city is really disaster-prone.

Before the idea fell, the wind suddenly roared outside, and snowflakes flew into the warehouse, and a figure also flew in and fell to the ground.

Everyone stared at it, but it was the living half-immortal just now!

"What's going on?" Uncle Jiu roared. Although the so-called living half-immortal does not have the same level of fighting power as having a master, even some outstanding disciples in the immortals may not be the opponents of these living immortals.

But just a minute after going out, a good living half-immortal was thrown in.

Just as Uncle Jiu's voice fell, a cold laugh came from outside the door: "Is this your background? Your line has come to a complete end. It's time to end. I now announce that the real Hu family is back, and you who have original sin will all die!"

"Is it... them?" Uncle Jiu's eyes were full of shock.

The pressure from the 'great immortals' on the roof began to weaken. At the same time, almost everyone in the warehouse, including those leaders, had a voice in their minds at the same time: "The strong enemy is coming, be careful."

Before the voice dissipated in everyone's minds, Wen Yi opened her eyes and shouted like crazy, "Here comes the disaster, the disaster of Ma Xian." The voice fell, and the whole person collapsed on the ground.

"It's them! They are back!" Several living semi-immortals shouted loudly. At the same time, they held a strange fingerprint in both hands, and kept stepping on the ground with one foot, saying a word: "The return of the immortals, the return of the immortals, the boundless power, borrow my magic power!!"

Outside the door, the wind and snow are mixed, and the three figures are from far to near, as if they are walking quickly.

"Go out with me to fight against the enemy!" Uncle Jiu roared, and his whole body suddenly swelled up a big circle. The mother-in-law's body was ripples like water mist, and her voice became erratic: "Good calculation! Good calculation! No matter who wants to destroy me, I have to pay the price of bleeding!"

For a while, this dilapidated warehouse turned into a battlefield.