Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 164 I do not believe in fate, I vow to save the world from collapse

“Plop!”

With a familiar blink, another child who had been struggling to stay afloat collapsed!
The headless man standing in front of him held a knife in one hand and the child upside down by the ankle in the other.

Like a hunter who has just captured his prey, he walked past the remaining eight children with an air of triumph.

The other children tremblingly took the knife, their bodies already soaked with sweat.

They have accepted the fact that the head-chopping clan can fly off heads, but why do they need to cut off the head themselves?

If it's just a supernatural ability, then flying is acceptable; judging from the parents' reactions, they can fly back.

But should they cut it themselves? This put the children in a dilemma.

Even though Luo Fan kept reminding himself that he was the bravest person!

But when it came to chopping off his own head with a knife, he hesitated.

But his grandfather was watching him from the altar behind him. Even though the grandfather hadn't said a word to him, Luo Fan knew that his grandfather was watching him.

Over the years, he has lived outside the clan with his parents and grandfather, relying on each other for survival. If it weren't for his grandfather's repeated protection, he would have been eaten by evil spirits long ago!
His father and grandfather hoped he would become the bravest child in the clan!

Although his mother had secretly told him that all she really wanted was for him to be the happiest child.

But for Luo Fan, being able to meet his father and grandfather's expectations and become the bravest child in the clan seemed to make him very happy.
Luo Fan resolutely took the knife and suddenly held it horizontally over his shoulder.

With his mind on edge, Luo Fan's brow unconsciously flashed with golden light.

He gritted his teeth, moved the broadsword away from his neck, and then slashed down with force.

This strike used all of Luo Fan's strength, carrying a determination to kill, and slashed horizontally.

"Hiss!"

The blade sliced ​​through the air, producing a hissing sound.

A sharp pain shot through his neck, his brow throbbed, and his vision went black. Luo Fan felt dizzy and disoriented. Had his head been severed? Was he going to die?

Do not!
I haven't become the bravest child yet, and I haven't told Grandpa!
Li Wushou gazed at Luo Fan's fierce and decisive strike, feeling a surge of emotion.

Luo Fan was undoubtedly afraid, just as he had been afraid of his grandfather's hanging head in the ancient temple.

But deep in his heart, there was an unspeakable obsession that sustained him!
Li Wushou knew that this was a seed planted in him by his grandfather, the High Priest of Losang.

Because he saw that the high priest, who had been sitting on the altar with a blank expression, suddenly revealed a slight smile.

The seeds he planted have finally blossomed and borne fruit as he had hoped, haven't they?
Luo Fan's head, which had been falling silently, suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then, a dazzling golden light burst forth from between his brows, before quickly disappearing into his brow.

Luo Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and his head spun in mid-air as if by his own will.

Seeing this scene, not only the High Priest, but even the Martial Justice Minister's solemn face showed a hint of a smile.

Become!

With his physical body free from attachment and his spirit united with his soul, at this moment, all the marks belonging to Luo Fan within his physical body merged into this head.

With this body now complete, the ancestral god's resurrection is within reach!

Wu Xing Situ was extremely excited.

The onlookers were the same; they were the core of the Luotou clan and naturally knew about the clan's predicament.

The Grand Priest exhausted all his energy, even sacrificing his entire family, and after nearly ten years, he finally succeeded, and the Luotou clan was saved.

Even those whose children at home hadn't performed well were still looking excitedly at Luo Fan's head in the arena.

Luo Fan had just completed one spin and hadn't even had time to feel happy yet.

He felt a chill and looked up at the crowd. Hundreds of heads were suspended in the air, staring intently at him.

With a tremor in his heart, Luo Fan was about to lower his head back to his neck when a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Fan'er~ Come to me!"

Grandpa? Luo Fan paused, then turned around with some surprise and flew towards the altar.

He glanced at his grandfather's floating head with some surprise. So it really was possible for him to fly his head, and so could his grandfather! But for some reason, looking at his grandfather's head gave him a strange feeling.

The high priest slowly raised his left hand, palm facing upward, and Luo Fan understood and placed his head on his palm.

Provoked by Luo Fan, the other children also began to swing their knives at their own necks!
The first few went quite smoothly, but the fifth one encountered an unexpected problem.

He lost his sense of awe, his mind became scattered, and after one stab, blood gushed out like a pillar, and he collapsed in a pool of blood.

The other three children who were about to be beheaded were startled; none of the previous children had bled!
Is this a failure?
The sight of their headless companion gushing blood from his neck filled them with utter horror and terror.

"Keep your mind focused and face your fears! Otherwise, you will die like him!"

Wu Xing Situ's face darkened again, and he coldly reminded him.

At this moment, another headless person emerged from the ancestral hall and took the knife back from the child's hand.

Turn the headless child's body over and make a vertical cut along its spine.

He then reached in, grasped the child's back, and with a sudden force, pulled out the bloody spine.

Then, they picked up the child's head and returned it along with the remains to a headless couple who emerged from the crowd. "Afterwards, let's summon the spirit!"

After saying this, he carried the bloodied spine back to the ancestral hall.

Li Wushou looked at this scene with some confusion, then asked the girl beside him, "This bone?"

The girl glanced at Li Wushou with a hint of confusion. She had expected the wandering sorcerer to ask what "summoning spirits" meant, but instead he was asking about the bone. However, it wasn't a secret, and the girl quickly replied:
"The Bamboo Gentlemen of White Bone Mountain admire those with strong backbones. Although this child failed to fly away, he is still braver than most people. His backbone is worth exchanging with the Bamboo Gentlemen!"

Li Wushou frowned slightly and asked another question:
"White Bone Mountain? Is that the Dwarf White Mountain, a hundred miles northeast of Luotou Clan?"

"Oh? Wandering Taoist is indeed very knowledgeable. Have you been there?"

Li Wushou nodded slightly, but said nothing more.

Of course he had been to this Dwarf White Mountain, but when he went there it wasn't called White Bone Mountain, and there was no such thing as Bamboo Gentleman!

How long has it been? And he's already taken over the mountain and become king?
If it were any other place, we could just take it, but my bones are buried in Aibai Mountain!

What is this thing called?

Li Wushou had a headache. It seemed he needed to finish the matter with the Luotou clan as soon as possible, otherwise, if someone dug out his bones, it would really drive him crazy.

The remaining children in the arena were stunned. Like their friend before them, they thought that the decapitation and skull-throwing was just scary to look at, since their friends before them had all succeeded.

But seeing his companions being torn to shreds like beasts by the clan elders, one of them fainted instantly.

The last two children gritted their teeth, kept their minds focused, and remembered Wu Xing Situ's reminder.

One slash across the neck, and all is accomplished!
Wu Xing Situ nodded secretly as he watched this scene. Not bad! Apart from Luo Fan, five out of the seventeen people succeeded this time!

Don't underestimate these five people; a decade or so later, they will be five families on this platform.

Those families that fail today either need to raise new children or wait until this generation dies out and then select new people from the back of the mountain to fill the gap.

This is the path to advancement and the hierarchical system of the Luotou clan.

The high priest sat upright on the altar, gazing down at the crowd, and slowly began to speak:
"Whether they succeed or not, congratulations to these grown men!"

The onlookers, pounding their chests with their right hands and their heads flying high, all chimed in with their agreement:

"Congratulations to all the grown-up young men!"

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became intense, and the High Priest immediately raised Luo Fan's head high in his hand.

"Congratulations to the bravest Luo Fan!"

The crowd echoed again, "Congratulations to the bravest Luo Fan!"

This celebration was even more intense than the one before.

Held in his grandfather's palm, Luo Fan was overwhelmed with emotion, and his eyes reddened slightly.

He did it, and finally became the bravest one. And just as he thought, he was very happy. He thought his parents would be very happy too.

After the celebration, the headless figure below the altar began clearing the area.

The parents of the successful children greeted their children with smiles on their faces, while the parents of the unsuccessful children also took them home.

However, Li Wushou heard clearly that the people in the ancestral hall said to the parents of each child who failed, "If the only way to awaken the true spirit is to transform the flying skull ghost, you must first remove its spine and return it to the ancestral hall."

These parents didn't have any objections, since if the only option was to transform into a flying skull demon, eating a little less spine wouldn't affect the overall situation.

Moreover, these families can receive some compensation after making a deal with Zhu Junzi.

Li Wushou became even more curious about this bamboo gentleman!
But at this moment he had something more important to do. Luo Fan had finally succeeded in flying the skull. The high priest of Losang had been planning for ten years, and the time had finally come to see the truth. Li Wushou was also quite eager.

He was eager to know whether this high priest was a saint or a demon.
Soon all the children in the arena were taken away, or became new members of the Luotou clan, standing among the onlookers.

But there was only one exception: Luo Fan, who was held in the palm of the High Priest's hand.

Besides his head, his body was also left under the altar. Whether it was a coincidence or not, Luo Fan happened to be standing directly in front of the altar at that moment.

The high priest, with a solemn expression, looked at the crowd and began to speak:
"After our ancestor cut off his head and became an immortal, many in our clan followed suit. However, the world changed, and none succeeded. Our ancestor was moved by our prayers and sent the ancestral god to our clan! Our clan of decapitated people has continued uninterrupted to this day."

"However, the two gods left behind by our ancestors are declining day by day, and we are unable to support them. Are we about to perish again?"

"I do not believe in fate, I vow to turn the tide!"

“I offered my own two spirits to the ancestral spirits, and now my grandson carries on my will, offering his young body to the ancestral spirits.”

After the High Priest finished speaking, he pointed with his right hand, and Luo Fan's headless body below suddenly changed.

Sharp claws pierced through Luo Fan's shoes and boots, stretching his body into a long, slender shape. A crazed human face was imprinted on his belly, stretching his skin and even pushing open his clothes, leaving his upper body half-open.

Luo Fan was astonished by the changes in himself!

But the High Priest had no intention of explaining. With a major event imminent, the old man, barely clinging to life, regained some of his composure.

"The ancestral deity will move to its new throne today!"

"Please help me!"

(End of this chapter)