The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 190 Seven rays shine together
At this time, the night sky was dim, there were no lights in the city, and everything seemed gloomy and dark.

After a while, Zhao Ti arrived at the main court of the witch cult in the northeast.

There are many lanterns hanging in this garden, but they are not of ordinary shape, but dark black in color.

Xixia people mostly made lamps out of leather, but the black leather surface is difficult to let light through, and dyed black will release even more limited light, so it has always been rare.

The black lanterns look eerie and even more terrifying than the white lanterns. At first glance, one feels as if a huge rock is pressing down on one's heart, making one feel heavy and depressed, unable to breathe.

Zhao Ti walked silently around the main hall of the Witch Cult, then jumped onto the high wall from the side.

He looked into the yard and saw Witch cult members patrolling back and forth in the distance. They were dressed in black and their steps were erratic, like ghosts in the darkness.

He looked for a moment, then saw an opportunity, jumped into the garden, walked in the shadows, and soon arrived at the palace in the center of the garden.

The palace was now crouching in the darkness of the night, like a giant beast. It was gloomy and dark, and the leather lanterns could not emit much light. Instead, they made many objects dim and hazy, as if in another world.

The temple is long and wide, with three floors and six large doors in the front. All of them are closed at this time, and there are believers guarding the doors.

Zhao Ti found an inconspicuous place, and without making any noise, he flew upwards. When he reached a window on the second floor, he exerted force with his fingers, opened the window, and slipped in.

There were candle lamps burning in the room, and a black shrine against the wall. The shrine was covered with intricate patterns, and a statue of a witch god was enshrined on it.

He looked at it carefully. The statue was more than ten feet tall, with a face that looked neither human nor human. Its eyes were wide open but somewhat empty. One hand held a round plate inlaid with exotic gems, the other held an axe, and under its feet was an unknown monster.

Zhao Ti didn't recognize what kind of witch god this was. There were very few records of Xixia witchcraft in the Song Dynasty. There were many books about Khitan shamanism in the Song Dynasty palace, but there was only a thin volume with only a few words about witchcraft, and there was not even a witchcraft pantheon.

He stood by the window for a while, then walked outside. The palace was very quiet at the moment, with almost no sound.

But a place like this would definitely not be unoccupied. Not to mention the security and theft prevention, even the lights in various places have to be manned and looked after.

After leaving this room, there is a long corridor, deep and dark. There are grooves on the wall every few steps, and there are glass lamps lit inside, with exquisite jade color and shining glass light.

This kind of lamp was not produced in Western Xia. They were all bought from Song merchants when the market was opened during the period of peace with the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ti looked at the other side of the corridor, which seemed to be the center of the palace. There was a vague wooden staircase leading to the three upper floors.

He calculated the distance and decided to come here just to investigate. He had no intention of taking action, so as not to be discovered by the people in the witch cult.

After calculating and listening for a while, he started to circulate the Shenzu Sutra actively to bless his body, and then he used the body skills of the Sunflower Manual. His figure was almost invisible, and it was as if a breeze blew through the corridor. The next moment, he appeared beside the stairs in the center of the hall in front of him.

Zhao Ti took a look and saw that there was still a long corridor opposite him. When he was thinking whether to go up or down, he suddenly heard footsteps on the first floor.

He immediately hid in the shadows on the back of the stairs and saw two men in black holding lights coming up from below.

After going up to the second floor, the two men went to check the corridors on both sides, then returned to the middle and went to the third floor.

The two stayed on the third floor for a little while, about a quarter of an hour before they came down and went back to the bottom of the building. Zhao Ti thought for a moment, then turned to the stairs and headed to the third floor.

When we got to the third floor, we saw that the layout was completely different from the second floor. There was no corridor and not so many rooms. In the middle was a large hall with statues of mythical beasts on both sides of the hall door.

This mythical beast has a human face and a snake body, covered with scales and completely red in color. Its eyes look straight ahead, with its eyeballs bulging out of its sockets, and it looks majestic.

Zhao Ti recognized that this was the legendary Zhulong. Opening his eyes represented day, closing his eyes represented night, blowing air represented winter, and exhaling air represented summer. He could call the wind and rain and possessed great magical powers.

He thought for a moment, then walked towards the hall. After entering, he looked around and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

The layout of this hall is very strange and bizarre, with countless relief patterns on the surrounding walls, engraved with clouds, rain, snow, animals, birds, fish, insects, strange and unnamed spirits, and ancient ancestors performing sacrifices.

Surrounding the main hall are rows of statues of gods, each with its own appearance. Most of them are half-human, or half-human, or have strange animal shapes. There are all kinds of appearances.

Right in front of the hall is a huge altar filled with an eerie atmosphere, enshrining a pitch-black god.

This god is tall, with a head that looks like a distorted starry sky, and eyes that are like deep black holes. Although there is no light at all, it seems that it can suck people's souls. His mouth is wide and extends to his ears, with fangs that are sharp and cold. There is a faint black smoke wrapped around his body, giving him a mysterious and ferocious feeling.

The statue held an ink-colored bone staff in one hand and a box-like object in the other. There was a faint glow on the box and it was unknown what treasure was inlaid in it.

Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes. Is this the Great Si God? Although Wujiao has many gods, the most worshipped one is Heaven, and this Great Si God is the messenger of Heaven in Wujiao, called the Heavenly Wu God.

He looked at the statue, then his eyes fell down. There was a huge round plate right in front of the statue.

This disc has a diameter of two to three meters and is carved from black jade with various crystal gems. It is more than half a person's height. There are many strange things carved on the disc, which seem to be mountains and rivers, kingdoms and societies, and even the Milky Way in the void.

At this moment, a faint light shone down from above the hall. The roof of the hall was hollow, and it was obvious that the dark clouds outside had dissipated.

Zhao Ti looked at the light coming in from above and shining on the disc. The disc emitted a strange glow, and then the light flowed and gradually gathered in seven places. The light in those seven places was deeper and richer than other places, and there was a flickering feeling.

What is this? Zhao Ti could not help but frown. It looked like a magical instrument of witchcraft. Magical instruments were very common in Taoist temples and other places, such as wooden fish, cymbals, and gold and silver swords. However, he had never seen such a big one before.

He looked at the disc for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was. At this moment, a sound suddenly came from downstairs, and it seemed to be coming upwards.

Zhao Ti looked around and quickly hid behind the dark statue of the witch.

A moment later, footsteps were heard and three people came in from outside the palace gate.

In front of me was an old man in a black robe. I could vaguely see that he had a strong figure, white hair like frost, wrinkles on his face, and deep eyes like the abyss. It was hard to guess how many years he had gone through.

The two behind were also not young, both with wrinkles all over their faces, and they had their hands folded in front of their chests, making a strange gesture.

The old man in front of him showed a hint of anxiety. He quickly came to the black jade disc, took a look, and said in a surprised tone: "Seven stars shine together..."

(End of this chapter)