Weird Cultivation, I have a five-organ temple

Chapter 318: Choosing the Wrong God?

"Uncle Huai, move a table for me and place it in the middle of the yard. I want to perform a ritual."

Shang Lu pushed open the gate and gave instructions to the big locust tree in the yard before anyone came in.

"Okay, master." Uncle Huai shook the bark and branches, imitating the human voice.

The accent is still a little weird, but compared to the beginning, at least the pronunciation is much clearer.

When Shang Lu led Heiyun into the yard, a green leaf fell from Uncle Huai's body, floated into the main room with the wind, and landed on the Eight Immortals Table.

The table immediately seemed to come alive. Its four legs started moving, and it jumped out of the main room and soon jumped to the center of the yard.

"Okay, just leave it there." Shang Lu said.

Hearing this, the Eight Immortals Table stopped immediately.

The leaves stuck to the table fell off on their own, sank into the soil, rotted quickly, turned into fertilizer, and were absorbed by Uncle Huai.

The moment Shang Lu entered the yard, Sanniang flew out from the oil-paper umbrella.

She floated into the kitchen, and after a moment, brought out three kinds of meat and five kinds of fruits, and placed them neatly on the eight-immortal table.

Sanniang accompanied Shang Lu and attended the Nuo mask class.

So she knew that before practicing the method of communicating with gods, she had to set up the altar for sacrifice first.

I also know what to place on the altar.

Three kinds of meat and five kinds of fruits, candlesticks, incense burners... are all indispensable items.

The items needed for the altar were discussed in the class a few days ago.

Sanniang had informed Uncle Huai about this matter early in the morning, and asked him to go to the market to buy all the necessary materials.

Food like meat and fruits were stored in water tanks in the kitchen.

The water jar was infused with negative energy by Sanniang. Even in the hot summer, it was as cold as an ice cave. The animals and fruits placed in it would remain as fresh as new even after three to five days, let alone three to five days.

While Sanniang was helping to set up the sacrificial altar, Shang Lu was not idle either.

He first took out two colorful banners and inserted them on the left and right sides of the Eight Immortals Table.

Then, he took out cinnabar, yellow paper, oil lamps, magic bells, copper coins and other items, and arranged a small magic circle around the eight-immortals table.

Being able to communicate with gods is a very dangerous thing.

It is necessary to set up a magic circle and combine it with a meditation spell to protect the caster and avoid going crazy during the process of communicating with the gods because of being unable to withstand the power of the gods.

Shang Lu purchased all the materials for setting up the magic circle early in the morning.

There was hardly any major trouble at this moment, and the altar protection formation was quickly set up.

During this period, Heiyun also wanted to help.

Unfortunately, it knew nothing and almost made things worse by stepping on the seven oil lamps that Shanglu had set up.

"Do you want to be Wei Yan?" Shang Lu cursed and waved his hand to drive the horse away: "We don't need your help here, go and do your own thing."

Even though Heiyun was unwilling, he had no choice but to turn around with a hum, go to the courtyard wall, pick up the pangolin, activate it, and start today's practice.

Ever since Heiyun was attending classes in the outer courtyard, Shang Lu lent him the Banshan to help him build up his fighting power and temper his explosive energy.

After setting up the protective formation for the altar and the altar for sacrifice, Shang Lu was in no hurry and wanted to communicate with the gods immediately.

Because the method of communicating with gods is not available at any time, but only at specific times.

It should be done at Zi and Chou hours every day.

If you try to communicate with the gods at other times, you will either not be able to get in touch with them or something may go wrong.

Especially for those who are new to this.

Therefore, when the teachers at the witch academy were teaching them how to communicate with spirits, they would repeatedly remind them to be punctual and not to try rashly at other times.

Shang Lu knew that these seemingly strange rules were created for them by their predecessors at the cost of their lives.

Naturally, I would not act on my own and risk my life.

Even the concept of communicating with gods during the hours of Zi and Chou is still relatively vague.

In the future, they will need to borrow stronger power, more magical powers, or establish connections with higher-level gods.

There are even more precise requirements for the time of offering sacrifices to the gods.

"Uncle Huai, what time is it now?" Shang Lu asked.

Uncle Huai is very sensitive to time.

It immediately replied: "15:00 pm."

"Four quarters of an hour."

Shang Lu calculated it in his mind and told Uncle Huai: "Call me when it's midnight."

"Yes." Uncle Huai shook the branches and agreed.

Sanniang also knew that Shanglu would not begin to communicate with spirits until midnight.

So she simply squatted outside the altar, took out a handful of yarrow, and began to practice divination on the ground.

Four quarters of an hour is neither long nor short.

Shang Lu did not use this time to practice martial arts, but instead thought about another thing - the choice of a spiritual object.

According to the instruction of the Nuo mask teacher, when you first start practicing magic and learning Nuo mask, you must not be greedy and you must not lose self-awareness.

For this reason, the Nuo mask teacher also specifically reminded: "When you first learn this way, it is best to choose a deity with a low status and one that you feel close to, and worship it. When your cultivation is advanced in the future and you have a deeper understanding and mastery of Nuo witchcraft, you can consider establishing connections with more and stronger gods and borrow their magical powers."

He almost pointed at them and said: You rookies, don't dream of reaching the sky in one step, and you want to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth. Even if these big guys are willing to pay attention to you, you can't bear their glances. Still making Nuo masks to borrow divine power? Wait for the next life!
Shanglu must listen to the teacher.

These are the lessons learned and learned by our predecessors who have sacrificed their lives.

At this moment, Shang Lu took advantage of the remaining four quarters of an hour to seriously consider which god to worship and establish a connection with.

If we talk about the deity that Shang Lu feels close to, it must be Hou Tu Niangniang.

But Hou Tu Niangniang’s level is too high.

Shang Lu was not sure whether his small, simple sacrificial altar could attract His attention.

He was not sure whether he could withstand it with his cultivation and ability if he was really attracted.

Don't let the Queen Mother Hou Tu take him back to the underworld directly.

In addition to Hou Tu Niangniang, the gods that Shang Lu was familiar with, or had dealt with before, included the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail, the mountain-opening general, the Golden Crow divine bird, and the strange god made up of countless eyes that Jiang Cai had invited to interrogate him.

Oh, right.

And today in the temple of the witch temple, there was an unknown god who kept clamoring for a "魌头" and branded the back of Shang Lu's hand.

Shang Lu counted on his fingers, considering them one by one.

"The weird god with eyes all over his body can be ruled out first. I don't even know his name, how can I communicate with him? Moreover, he came to interrogate me at the beginning, and I intercepted a trace of his divine power in the end. What if he notices something when I communicate with him and slaps me to death like a mosquito? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

"The Kaishan Mangjiang can also be ruled out. I was able to borrow his power because of the Nuo mask given to me by Senior Brother Feng Boyuan. My relationship with him is not deep, and the Kaishan Mangjiang only has power, and no other magical powers..."

"Golden Crow Divine Bird? This one is OK. Back in Feiwu County, He showed up to help us defeat the enemy, and also sent me a ray of Sun True Fire to help me refine the evil miasma. Now that ray of Sun True Fire is still in my body. So, it means that I have His essence in my body, and He has to be responsible for me..."

"The pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god is fine. I helped him kill the evil beast that stole the incense, so we have a good relationship. The snake scale he gave me also allows Sanniang and I to absorb spiritual energy every day... My relationship with him is deep."

"Oh, by the way, there is also the old god at the entrance of Shuanggui Village... I have burned incense to him several times, so we know each other and have had some dealings. But this old god is at most a wild god in the village... I'm afraid he doesn't have any abilities to lend to me." After some serious consideration and weighing, Shang Lu finally decided to choose the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail.

He has a good relationship with the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail, and they are close friends.

Under such circumstances, it is easy to achieve spiritual enlightenment.

After that, the price to pay for borrowing divine power and supernatural abilities will be reduced accordingly.

Not to mention, in Shang Lu's hand, there are the scales of the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail.

If one wants to use the divine communication method to establish contact with the gods, in addition to the altar for sacrifice, one also needs a medium to contact the gods.

This medium can be a statue of a deity, or it can be the body or objects left by the deity in the human world, etc. The latter ones have the best effect.

Because ordinary statues of gods are just clay or wood carved dolls.

However, spiritual statues of gods are likely to attract evil spirits and become parasites.

If there is no reaction when using the statue as a medium, it is fine. But if a connection is established with some evil spirits, then the price to pay for borrowing the supernatural power may not be as simple as sacrifice and blood.

Having made his decision, Shang Lu no longer hesitated.

He immediately took out the scales of the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god and placed them on the sacrificial altar.

At the same time, burn incense and light candles to offer sacrifices first.

Knowing the hobbies of the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god, Shanglu took out several pieces of fine jade as a sacrifice in addition to three kinds of meat and five kinds of fruits.

After doing all this, Shang Lu took two steps back, activated his inner alchemy technique, and practiced whenever he had time, waiting for midnight to arrive.

Time passes quickly during the process of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight.

Uncle Huai immediately shook the branches and bark to announce the time: "Master, it's midnight."

Shang Lu, who was practicing with his eyes closed, immediately stopped practicing and opened his eyes when he heard this.

He first lighted the incense and candles, then calmed his mind, and performed the witch steps and the witch dance in front of the sacrificial altar.

He sang a spell that could communicate with the gods in a high and low voice:
"The fragrance is so deep that it echoes the universe, and the fragrance is so strong that it penetrates the sky. The Southern Star and the Northern Dipper are shining all over the sky, and the colorful clouds are bustling..."

After the lyrics were finished, Shang Lu stepped into the witch's steps, danced around the altar, and returned to the front of the altar.

He picked up the incense on the altar, raised it above his forehead, and bowed three times to the scales of the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god.

This time, it was not a spell to communicate with the gods, but a "name to come in":
"My disciple Shanglu is from Luoshui County, Baiyi Prefecture, Ba State. Today I have set up an altar to offer sacrifice to the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god. I hope the Lord of God will show favor and send down a ray of divine thought..."

After registering and being called in, Shang Lu made some witch gestures, activated his spiritual energy, and chanted some incantations to communicate with the gods.

After waiting for a while, Shang Lu suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

But he felt that there was a pair of eyes between heaven and earth, quietly staring at him.

These invisible eyes brought great pressure to Shang Lu.

It made him feel that these eyes were like a mountain... no, a group of mountains.

It weighed heavily on him.

The green smoke rising from the incense burner rolled and surged above the sacrificial altar, and soon turned into circles of spiral shapes.

Through the spiral green smoke, Shang Lu saw a magical scene.

He seemed to be floating in mid-air, overlooking the towering mountains below.

Shang Lu made a rough count and found that there were more than forty or fifty huge mountaintops alone.

Shang Lu knew that this god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail was a mountain god.

So the mountains in the blue smoke are His place of governance?

Which mountains are these?

As Shang Lu was thinking, the scene of the mountains in the green smoke suddenly disappeared.

Then, green smoke surged and transformed into a god with a pig's head and a snake's tail, six arms and two legs, wearing black rock armor and a red scarf around his waist.

This appearance is exactly the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail!

However, the true body of this deity is very different from the statue that Shang Lu saw in the Witch Temple in Yunxi Town.

Less majestic, more embarrassed.

The black rock armor on the body of the pig-like, eight-legged, snake-tailed god was cracked in many places, and black blood was oozing out, as if it had experienced a fierce battle.

Three of His six arms were broken.

The remaining three were also injured.

In addition, half of His tail was broken, and His breath was obviously not right.

Shang Lu even sensed negative auras such as weakness and confusion from the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god.

These auras also tried to pass through the green smoke and pollute Shanglu.

"Danglanglang...Danglanglang..."

The magic circle set up by Shanglu took effect immediately.

The flame in the oil lamp suddenly exploded, and the bells rang loudly.

This will prevent negative forces such as weakness and chaos from polluting the Smilax glabra.

Shang Lu also recited the meditation mantra at the first opportunity.

The Yin-Yang Bell in his internal organs' temple also made a "dang, dang" sound when struck by the gods of the five internal organs.

Shanglu, who had withstood the pollution, looked carefully at the pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god, his heart full of doubts.

He couldn't understand why the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail was so seriously injured.

Was this a fight with some great demon or evil god?

Before Shang Lu could open his mouth to ask, the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail transformed from smoke suddenly raised its black pig head with a broken fang and looked at him.

A ray of divine light flew out from the eyes of the god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail.

Part of it penetrated into Shanglu's body and was absorbed by the internal organs without any hesitation.

The other part acted on the green smoke.

The green smoke changed its appearance again.

The god with a pig body, eight legs and a snake tail disappeared, and a group of mountains appeared again, pressing down on Shanglu with overwhelming force.

Shang Lu suddenly felt a tremendous force pressing down on him.

The pressure made it difficult for him to breathe and his blood flow was blocked.

All the muscles and bones in his body made crackling sounds.

It seemed as if he would be crushed into a meat patty in the next moment.

Shanglu was startled.

What does this pig-bodied, eight-legged, snake-tailed god mean? Why did he attack right away? Did he totally disregard our friendship?

Shit, I chose the wrong god!
(End of this chapter)