Day and night tour

Chapter 320: End the sacrifice?

"I never expected that a joint sacrifice would be a trap set up by the evil gods and Gong Zheng."

Zhou Xuan lowered his head and chanted the "method of sharing food among the heavenly ghosts", and then thought about the limited details, and asked the God of Suffering: "God, the sixteen evil gods want to take advantage of today's blood sacrifice to share "Gong Zheng",
At the same time, they sent the high priests from the Yin Hall to a certain mountain cave. Does this mean that the location of those high priests is where the evil gods are?"

The faint light of the God's Fire flickered, denying Zhou Xuan's guess, and said: "That's not the case. The method of sharing food is originally a large altar. The joint blood sacrifice is the core of the altar, responsible for opening the passage between the sky and the human world.

After the passage is completely opened, the high priest will be controlled by the evil god and use his own flesh and blood to draw the second altar... You have seen the evil god, so you should know that the evil god's control over believers is stronger than that of the righteous gods. It is an absolute control of the spirit and the flesh.

The sixteen great priests will combine to form an even more bizarre altar. The energy of the altar will completely awaken the evil gods, allowing their souls to break away from their flesh and become shadow gods, truly possessing the ability to eat Gong Zheng.
During the whole process, the evil god will not show up. If the bow is in the passage between the human world and the sky, it will be completely devoured and will not show up.
In this way, the ancient god Gong Zheng entered the human world without anyone knowing.

The God of Suffering said, "Fortunately you came to ask me. I see that you want to kill Gong Zheng. I advise you to give up.

You can't break the 'Heavenly Ghost Sharing Method'. If you don't use your energy to forcibly stop the joint blood sacrifice, as long as the channel is opened, Gong Zheng will be like a dragon entering the abyss and a tiger returning to the mountains, and he will be like a fish in water in the human world. At that time, it will be difficult for you to deal with him. "

"But the ceremony seems to have already begun." Zhou Xuan said.

"The passage between the sky and the human world is not so easy to open. It requires time and endless blood sacrifice power.
This grand blood sacrifice will last for several hours. Before the end of the ceremony, a hole can be opened in the passage for Gong Zheng to descend.
This means that if this ceremony, which lasts for several hours, is stopped before it is completely finished, the "Gong Zheng" will not be able to descend."

"Understood."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, his spirit returned to Dongshi Street.
Behind the Fire of the God, an old man in a Taoist robe appeared. On the black robe there was a cloud pattern of the Ancestral Crow.

"Old Niubi, why don't you stay in your own time and space world and come to Mingjiang Mansion to watch the fun?"

The Fire of God said unhappily.

"You can enjoy the fun, but I can't?"

The Taoist priest patted his left palm with his whisk and said, "Gong Zheng is extraordinary. He is an ancient god of the sky. For more than two thousand years, I don't know how many shady things he has done in secret. He doesn't have great trust with the sixteen evil gods, so he doesn't dare to use this method recklessly."

"Who said it wasn't true? If Gong Zheng didn't trust the evil gods, how could he dare to let them eat him?
If the evil gods do not trust Gong Zheng, they must be afraid that this is a trap, waiting for their souls to leave their bodies and become shadow gods, and then be captured by the righteous gods of the sky. "

The God of Suffering said: "It must have taken time for them to establish such a trusting relationship. It takes time for ice to freeze three feet thick.

I hope Zhou Xuan will not be stubborn this time and stop the blood sacrifice ceremony early to prevent any trouble."

"I hope so too."

The incense Taoist priest also said so.

The method of the heavenly ghosts sharing food is almost unbreakable. The sixteen evil gods may be hiding anywhere in Mingjiang Prefecture, perhaps underground, in someone's body, in someone's dream, or in the evil aura of a large cemetery.

Finding them all within a few hours is an impossible task...

……

"So, the plan to attack Gongzheng has been shelved."

Yun Ziliang also said so with a sigh.

The parade gods from Mingjiang and Pingshui prefectures gathered and waited for orders, the peach blossom ancestral tree and the Zhou family ancestral tree were ready to go, and the ancient tree golden bell was also ready to release the "bell slave" of nine incense sticks at any time.

All the staff were present, just waiting to catch the turtle in the jar, but they didn't expect that "Gong Zheng", the old gangster, would be more capable than the devil.

"Lao Yun, I still think this opportunity to kill Gong Zheng is very rare. It's a pity to let it go."

While Zhou Xuan was discussing with Yun Ziliang, Shang Wenjun came over and said to Zhou Xuan: "Young Master, one minute before the joint blood sacrifice began, King Xishan entered the Gangfeng Cave."

"He came after all."

Zhou Xuan said.

If King Xishan did not go to Gangfeng Cave to participate in the joint blood sacrifice, it would mean that he had evil intentions and had escaped the control of the Mingjiang Mansion's parade of gods.

Since he has gone into the cave now, it means that there is a high probability that King Xishan is heading to the Mingjiang Prefecture Youshen Division and has not partnered with "Gong Zheng".

"Master Shang, has Li Chengfeng been to Gangfeng Cave?"

"Have."

Shang Wenjun said: "The joint blood sacrifice is held once a month, which is also a big event in Mingjiang Prefecture. The sixteen Yin Halls look at each other with disgust and have feuds. The God Touring Department is also afraid that they will fight. Every time, there are people from the God Touring Department patrolling outside the Gangfeng Cave to maintain order.

Lao Li is the god of the day parade, so he is indispensable in maintaining order."

"That's good."

Zhou Xuan entered the Taoist temple in the secret realm and called out to Li Chengfeng: "Old Li, I request you to come."

"High Priest, you may come."

As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking, the connection between him and Zhou Xuan was connected.

After Zhou Xuan's soul shook a few times, the next moment, he appeared in Li Chengfeng's body.

He opened his eyes and looked around.

This is a cold and damp natural cave. There are many large and small pits on the top of the cave. The sunlight shines into the cave through the pits.

Not far away, there was a pitch-black passage. Above the entrance, three large characters were written in powerful calligraphy - Gangfeng Cave.

"Young Master, once you enter the cave entrance and go through the nine bends, you will be able to enter the blood sacrifice venue."

"Yes, I will use your body to talk to the painter about today's God-slaying event."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and went deep into the cave.

……

In the Gangfeng Cave, there is a huge ancient altar.
The scale of this altar is comparable to that of the witches' headquarters - the Witch Temple.

At this time, around the altar, the great elders and high priests of the sixteen Yin Halls had already taken their positions. Their postures were different. After all, they had different beliefs, so their actions of worshiping the "gods" had their own merits.

Some people sat cross-legged, some prostrated themselves on the ground, and some coiled themselves like snakes, twisting their bodies into a knot and curling up on the ground...

In addition to the ancient altar, there are many large separated stone chambers. In each stone chamber, sacrifices from various Yin Halls are imprisoned. In front of the stone chamber, tribesmen from the Yin Halls gather to participate in this joint blood sacrifice.

Since "what kind of sacrifices are offered" is a secret of each tribe and cannot be shown to others, black cloth banners are put up in front of the doors of these stone chambers to cover the offerings inside the room tightly.

In the southeast corner of the cave sat the painters, musicians, and Hua Qingying from the Yushen Division.
For such an important ceremony, the three major halls of Mingjiang Prefecture were to send representatives, but Qingfeng was changing his psychic characteristics and did not come.

The painter sat on a throne, and next to him was King Xishan.

King Xishan arrived late, sat on the chair, and greeted the painter with a fist. Then, the fox slave who had been following him spread a tiger skin on the chair to make it softer.

"You should step back first."

King Xishan waved his hand and said to Fox Slave.

Fox Slave immediately retreated dozens of steps, while King Xishan sat down, with his head resting on the white tiger's head that was hanging to the ground, looking down upon the ancient altar. The decrepit old man now looked even more domineering, with a bit of the majesty of the "Lord of the Yin Hall".

"King Xishan, why are you late today?" the painter asked.

“Slacking off.”

King Xishan said confidently: "I have been in seclusion for many years. During these years, I have never participated in the joint blood sacrifice ceremony. I have not participated in it for many years. I have long been accustomed to laziness, so I am late."

"You are in charge of sixteen Yin Halls, so you should be diligent. Being too lazy is not good."

"The Yin Hall is under my management. The order is clear, but it is my laziness that makes it possible."

King Xishan pointed at the crowd of people in the village and said, "These mountain barbarians regard sacrifice as a pilgrimage. Naturally, they don't want outsiders to ask questions on their pilgrimage. I have to be more diligent. Asking questions every day will not only annoy people, but also make them want to resist.
I'll go easy on them, and they'll relax their guard a little bit."

"Is there something else you mean?" The painter felt that every word King Xishan said was directed at him.

"King Xishan, I haven't seen you for many years. You seem to be becoming more and more majestic." The musician suddenly said.

King Xishan did not comment, lowered his head and dozed off, and at this moment, "Li Chengfeng" came in.

He walked to the painter, put his hand on his shoulder and wrote: I am Zhou Xuan.

When Zhou Xuan was forming the characters, he hid his movements from King Xishan. After the painter sensed the characters, he glanced towards the cave entrance.

Zhou Xuan understood what he meant and left the cave with the painter. When they were in a secluded place with no one around, the painter said, "Young Master, why are you here?"

"Things have changed."

Zhou Xuan explained to the painter the method by which Gong Zheng would descend through the Heavenly Ghost's food-sharing method.

"Does this mean... we can't kill Gong Zheng?"

asked the painter.

"It is highly likely that he cannot be killed."

Zhou Xuan said relaxedly.

At this moment, the painter's anxious heart finally settled down like a rock falling from a mountain.

Deep down, he didn't want to fight to the death with Gong Zheng now.

To kill a god-level being at its peak, especially an ancient god like this, with the current strength of Mingjiang Mansion, not only would it require all-out effort, but it might not necessarily gain any benefit.

It would be fine if Zu Shu and Jin Zhong could easily defeat Gong Zheng together, but he felt that it was not so easy to defeat Gong Zheng.

Yun Ziliang speculated based on the strength on paper that if Mingjiang and Pingshui Prefectures sent out their best troops, plus Zushu and Jinzhong, there was an 80% chance that they would defeat Gong Zheng. But strength on paper is always just strength on paper, and sometimes it is far from the real battle situation.

"Well, well, there is something I have not said, for fear that the young master would criticize me for being cowardly before the battle."

The painter said: "Gong Zheng is the god of the Divine Arrow Hall. This hall has been carrying a mission since its establishment. It is born to be the sharp sword of the wandering gods to guard the Jing Kingdom. Its fighting instinct is extremely strong. If Gong Zheng is desperate and fights with the wandering gods of Mingjiang and Pingshui, I am afraid that one of them will fall."

Mingjiang Prefecture has been in such decline that it now only has a few eight-stick guardians thanks to the resurrection of Kong Mingjing and Peng Sheng. No matter who dies, it will be a price that Mingjiang Prefecture cannot afford.

"Lao Hua, you didn't understand what I meant. I said that there is a high probability that we can't kill him, but there is a small probability that we still have to kill him." Zhou Xuan emphasized.

"……"painter.

"From what you said, it seems that you are a little afraid of Gong Zheng?" Zhou Xuan asked again.

"..." The painter looked up at the holes on the top of the cave to divert his embarrassment.

Zhou Xuan said, "The God of Suffering told me that if we stop the joint sacrifice before it ends, the passage between the sky and the human world will not open, and Gong Zheng will not be able to descend. How long will this sacrifice last?"

"It will be over before sunset. All in all, it will take three hours."

"Three hours. I will think of a solution within these three hours..."

Zhou Xuan said: "Perhaps I can think of a way to restrain the 'Heavenly Ghost's Food Sharing Method'."

The painter smiled bitterly and said, "Since the young master has spoken, I will certainly obey."

"Okay, I like to walk around when I'm thinking about something. Go back to your seat. I'll tell you if I have any inspiration."

"Young sir...actually..." The painter wanted to say something to Zhou Xuan at this time, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

"Do you have something to say?" Zhou Xuan noticed that the painter was hesitant to speak and asked.

"Young Master, let me make it clear that I am not afraid before the battle, nor am I on the side of Gong Zheng... But this matter is serious, I think you should interrupt this joint sacrifice in time and avoid this battle."

The painter gritted his teeth and preached to Zhou Xuan.

"Lao Hua, this is a serious matter. Why is it so serious?"

"If only Gong Zheng descends, the wandering gods of our Mingjiang and Pingshui prefectures will fight him head-on, but it will only be our side that will have the wandering gods fall.

But now that the sixteen evil gods are involved, this matter is difficult to handle."

The painter said: "Listening to what you just said about the 'Heavenly Ghost Sharing Method', there is a mystery here. The sixteen evil gods and Gong Zheng must have 100% trust in each other. Perhaps, the sixteen evil gods obey Gong Zheng.
The manpower we prepared was originally assembled to kill Gong Zheng, but these people are barely enough to fight against Gong Zheng. If the sixteen evil gods are added, our two palaces will definitely be defeated. "

"Go on." Zhou Xuan asked the painter to continue.

"Moreover, these sixteen evil gods are the gods behind the Yin Hall below. If we go against them, these Yin Hall disciples will probably rebel. By then, blood will flow like a river... It is better to stop the sacrifice early and eliminate the possibility of Gong Zheng's arrival. We will not be enemies with the evil gods for the time being..."

"It means that we just turn a blind eye to what happened today and pretend it never happened?" Zhou Xuan asked back.

It sounded sarcastic from the content, but listening carefully to the tone, there was no trace of sarcasm in Zhou Xuan's voice, only sincerity.

He didn't think the painter was wrong.

The painter nodded awkwardly and said, "We will keep a record of this in our hearts. There is still a long time to come, and we will slowly cleanse the evil gods behind these Yintang."

“That’s an idea too.”

"Then I will go and use King Xishan's prestige to hastily end today's joint blood sacrifice?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just like what I said before, go back and wait for news. Don't give up until the last minute. What if I really come up with a foolproof plan?"

Zhou Xuan said.

The painter had said everything he needed to say. Since Zhou Xuan still wanted to continue looking for a solution, he could only let him do it.

He still had the same idea in his mind, that it would be best not to start the battle to slay the gods today. If Zhou Xuan insisted on starting the battle, no matter how terrible the consequences were, he would organize the Mingjiang gods in the capacity of "the first wandering god of Mingjiang Prefecture" and follow Zhou Xuan to deal with "Gong Zheng".

He returned to his seat in dismay and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. Zhou Xuan lowered his head and looked under the ancient altar, seeming to have noticed something.
After pondering for a moment, he walked into the crowd participating in the sacrifice.

……

"Lao Hua, when did Li Chengfeng increase his market value?"

King Xishan looked at the painter with a smile.

The painter thought that King Xishan was referring to Li Chengfeng's current status, so he replied, "A few days ago, the master of Chenghuang Temple was arrested for a serious crime, and the position of the Sun Wandering God was taken over by Old Li."

"I mean, he is a sun-watching god, but he actually gave you, the first priest of the Bone Elders' Association, a huge pressure. You are so scared that you are sweating all over. Your words and actions are all respectful and humble."

"Have it?"

"Maybe I'm seeing things." Seeing that the painter denied it, King Xishan didn't continue arguing. They were old friends for many years, so he should give the other party some face and stop there.

The painter quickly drank tea to cover up his guilty conscience.

King Xishan looked at "Li Chengfeng".

"There is still a soul in the body. This soul is 99% likely Zhou Xuan's."

King Xishan is very smart and has access to a lot of information.

He knew that the only person who could put pressure on the painter in Mingjiang Mansion, apart from the former Saint Son and Saint Daughter, was the young master Zhou Xuan who was now "unparalleled in the limelight".

As for Li Chengfeng? How could this scholar have such a high level of skill?

Therefore, King Xishan suspected that there was another soul living in "Li Chengfeng's" body.

"This young gentleman, I dare not say anything else, but his perception and mental strength are indeed ridiculously strong. He descended into someone else's body with his soul, and he moved his hands and feet so easily without any signs of fatigue."

When a soul descends into another person's body, it consumes a lot of mental energy. Before Zhou Xuan's perception reached the level of night travel and day travel, every time he descended into Li Chengfeng's body, his spirit would quickly become exhausted.

In addition to the mental exhaustion, the soul descends into the earth using the body of another person, so when it moves, its hands and feet are always a little stiff and unnatural.

The Fox Clan was also good at soul descent, and they were well aware of the secrets of this technique, but King Xishan did not find any flaws in Zhou Xuan - if the painter had not revealed his flaws in his words and actions, he would not have known that "Zhou Xuan" had come to the Gangfeng Cave.

"This young gentleman has created such a big sensation. He is definitely not an ordinary person."

King Xishan watched Zhou Xuan silently with great admiration.

……

Zhou Xuan squeezed through the crowd and finally got next to Awang.

At this time, the "Baihe Village" was performing a blood sacrifice ceremony, and it was not yet the turn of Shijia Village. Therefore, Awang was leisurely, holding a cigarette and gazing at the grand scene of the ancient sacrifice.

"Awang, the Youshensi has found out your background, come with me."

Zhou Xuan said.

"Go ahead..."

Awang turned around and wanted to give him a good scolding to see which blind parade god was causing trouble for him during the joint sacrifice.

As a result, when he saw that the person coming was Li Chengfeng, he immediately wilted, lowered his head, and said, "My background is clean."

"Whether it's clean or not, just follow me to the lantern parade and you'll know. Don't worry, I won't tarnish your innocence."

"Yes, Master Youshen."

Awang lowered his head and followed Zhou Xuan out of the cave step by step.

Outside the cave, Zhou Xuan snapped his fingers and pointed out four directions. The day gods who were patrolling and maintaining order in the God-Watching Department drove their lanterns to those four locations to prevent any eavesdroppers from spying on them through the walls.

After finishing all this, Zhou Xuan said to Awang: "Awang, I am the high priest."

"what?!"

Awang was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses and wanted to kneel down to Zhou Xuan.

"No need to perform the ceremony. Neither the Heavenly Lord nor I need humble faith. Don't forget it."

Zhou Xuan pointed it out.

Awang quickly whispered, "High Priest, I know that you sent someone to rescue me and Zhijiang today. Zhou Xuan is the high priest under your command."

I am my own high priest?
Zhou Xuan felt that he didn't need to create an identity for himself, so he just picked up a ready-made one.

He smiled and said, "It's good that you understand. I'll ask you to do something later."

"Let alone one, what about ten?"

"Why don't you ask me what I asked you to do?"

"What do you want to do? The high priest can give you orders. I, Awang, dare not go down the mountain of swords..."

"I want you to die."

"..." Awang, who was expressing his sincerity, was suddenly stunned.

Zhou Xuan leaned over to Awang's ear and said, "I want you to die honorably."

(End of this chapter)