Chapter 68 Chapter 68 He had to try his best to get there...
With that, the boy turned and walked out. Jiang Zhaoxue hesitated for a moment, glanced at the group of people tied up behind him, and decided to go out and take a look first.
Walking out of the shed, the daylight came down, and Jiang Zhaoxue saw the endless yellow sand outside. Soldiers wearing Western armor surrounded the place tightly. Jiang Zhaoxue knew at a glance that this was not Daxia.
The person who had just spoken bird language seemed no accident. Jiang Zhaoxue could only bear the pain and take out a Hundred Languages Talisman and stroke it into his body. Then he heard a soldier beside him say, "Let's go, follow the master."
Jiang Zhaoxue followed the black-robed youth forward. Several soldiers immediately followed her, keeping a close watch on them.
The wind and sand blew in from afar, and they headed towards a huge city ahead.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked around and guessed that this must be the Western Regions. He turned to look at the soldiers beside him and asked tentatively, "Brother, where are we going?"
"Sacrifice to the Heaven!"
The soldier did not hide it and said it out loud, as if he was very proud.
Jiang Zhaoxue was curious: "Sacrifice to the heaven? How do you do it?"
"Use you!"
The soldier answered, and Jiang Zhaoxue was a little surprised: "Use me? How?"
"The raging fire will burn your body!"
After hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue fell silent.
"It turns out to be a cult after all this time."
There are also true immortal realms in sects that practice human sacrifice, and they are basically treated as evil heretics.
In Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes, anything that requires human lives is a cult.
Seeing her silence, the soldier nearby, feeling frightened, began to comfort her, "Don't be too afraid. It's a blessing to have you chosen to offer sacrifices to the heavens. Those who offer sacrifices to the heavens are blessed by the true gods. In the future, you will be able to enter the ghost realm and gain an immortal body. This is true immortality!"
"You even know about the Ghost Path?" This really surprised Jiang Zhaoxue. She looked the burly soldier in front of her up and down and asked, "What kind of religion do you belong to?"
"How dare you!" A thinner soldier nearby shouted, then began to stutter, "You, you, you, keep chirping..."
"Can you please stop talking like a mouse?" Jiang Zhaoxue felt a headache after hearing that.
Just as he finished asking, he heard the voice of a young man in front of him: "The Eternal Life Sect."
As soon as he spoke, the faces of everyone around him grew serious. The young man walked in front and patiently said, "We worship the Great Emperor of Bliss and Eternal Life. We will be baptized in holy water during life, and after death, we will be immortalized in the ghost realm and enjoy eternal bliss."
This time he talked more, and Jiang Zhaoxue noticed that his voice came from his abdomen, not from his mouth.
Then she realized the second thing -
"Listen to his voice," Anan recalled hesitantly, "isn't it a bit like Pei Zichen when he was seventeen?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything. She frowned, a little uncertain.
It is easy to remember a person, but it is not easy to remember a voice.
Although I can identify this person when he/she speaks, it is really difficult to recall what he/she looks like out of thin air.
The only thing she could be sure of was that Pei Zichen was obviously much gentler when he was seventeen years old than the boy in front of her. The boy in front of her was surrounded by black air, as if he had crawled out of a sea of corpses and blood. He had committed a lot of murderous sins, and his voice was much colder.
Jiang Zhaoxue crossed her chest and tapped her arm, unsure if the resemblance was accidental or causal. But the other party's willingness to talk was a good thing, so she continued tentatively, "What kind of path is your ghost path?"
"After a person dies, the soul is immortal. It is better to reincarnate. After the soul is washed with holy water, it can enter the ghost path." The young man explained patiently and clearly.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and nodded, then became curious: "Hey, little brother, I want to ask, where is this place?"
"How do you even know this is..."
"The Royal Court of Great Yong." The young man ignored the others, seemingly unsurprised by her question. He answered practically everything she asked. "It's an ancient kingdom in the Western Regions, with a nearly seven hundred years of history, two thousand miles from Great Xia. It's a mixed community of Han and Yong people, with nomadic pastoralism as their primary occupation, and a thriving trade. Were you sold here?"
The young man turned around and looked at her, as if observing her appearance: "Didn't the person who sold you tell you this?"
“No.”
Jiang Zhaoxue laughed awkwardly: "I... I've been locked up for so long that I don't even know my age. I don't know what time it is now."
"The thirteenth year of Zhenshun," the young man said, leading her into the earthen city. "The seventh year of the reign of Zhaoming Khan of Dayong."
The thirteenth year of Zhenshun.
Jiang Zhaoxue calculated that after she helped Song Wuya to ask his ancestors at the altar, Daxia fell into chaos.
After the death of Crown Prince Song Wulan, Song Wuya disappeared. Finally, Ye Wenzhi and others supported an infant and appointed the cabinet to assist in the administration, changing the reign title to Zhenshun.
When they came out of the illusion of the Lingxu fan, it was the eighth year of Zhenshun, and now it is the thirteenth year of Zhenshun, so it is five years later.
The time was correct, and the place didn't matter. The sound transmission jade token kept ringing. It seemed that Pei Zichen, Shen Yuqing, Mu Jinyue and the others were in the same time and space, otherwise they wouldn't be able to transmit sound to her.
Although there were some twists and turns in the process, everything was going well and Jiang Zhaoxue still breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they are in the same time and space, whether it is Pei Zichen's life servant contract or Shen Yuqing's heart contract, they can sense her presence and they will naturally come over.
The range of summoning in the Life Servant Contract was ten miles. As long as Pei Zichen appeared within the range of ten miles, she could immediately sense and summon him.
She understood the situation and didn't plan to reply to them. Instead, she raised her head and observed her surroundings.
The city style of the Western Regions is completely different from that of Daxia. Daxia is mostly made of earth and wood, while the cities in the Western Regions are mostly made of stone houses.
The young man in black took him into the city, and the people around looked over. When they saw the young man in black robe, they immediately bowed in fear and trepidation.
They walked to a square. The square was paved with white marble starting from the entrance. The black-robed young man led Jiang Zhaoxue through the archway and entered a wide square.
In the center of the square stood a circular altar, with a red carpet extending from the entrance. On either side of the red carpet stood a figure dressed similarly to the black-robed man, every ten feet. Walking along the red carpet, one came to a middle-aged man in a red cape, with naturally curly hair and ornate earrings. He smiled and looked in Jiang Zhaoxue's direction. He held out his hands and shouted, "The ghost path will last forever, and paradise will bring eternal life. All things in the world belong to me, the God."
After these words were spoken, the people on both sides of the red carpet began to kowtow and cheer.
The ghost world lasts forever, paradise lasts forever, and all things in the world belong to my God.
These people looked different, but it was obvious that their situations were not good.
Some are old men who look terminally ill, some are mothers holding their children, and all the suffering faces of sentient beings seem to have gathered here.
"Let's go."
The young man in black robe led Jiang Zhaoxue upstairs.
Jiang Zhaoxue followed the black-robed boy to the altar, where the floor was covered in blood. There was also fresh blood dripping from the altar table, which looked particularly creepy.
Jiang Zhaoxue's expression immediately turned cold, and he saw the young man bowing to the middle-aged man: "Master Priest, the new sacrifice has arrived."
"A beautiful woman."
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue, his eyes filled with lust and regret: "How did you become a sacrifice?"
"What else?"
Jiang Zhaoxue often saw this kind of look. She raised her lips and said, "Should I first serve in the priest's mansion and come back to offer sacrifices when I'm no longer useful?"
“Nonsense!”
A woman in a black robe stood up and shouted, "How dare you slander the High Priest?"
"Is this what you call slander?" Jiang Zhaoxue said coldly, looking at the bloody aura surrounding the middle-aged man. "You've been killing innocent people for years. How can this little thing be considered slander?"
"This girl seems to have some misunderstandings about us," the middle-aged man listened to Jiang Zhaoxue's words, but he didn't get angry. He just smiled and said, "We want everyone to live a good life."
"By killing people?" Jiang Zhaoxue asked back, and the people below started to discuss.
The middle-aged man said seriously: "This is a sacrifice."
"No god would sacrifice human lives." Jiang Zhaoxue opened his mouth, and the people around him showed horrified and angry eyes. Jiang Zhaoxue was not afraid, and just said, "Only those who are swindling and deceitful would do such a thing."
"you……"
"Girl." The black-robed guards behind the middle-aged man became excited, but the man just raised his hand and made everyone suppress their anger.
This man was obviously of high status. He smiled at Jiang Zhaoxue and said, "You won't believe what I say. Only after you die and enter the ghost world will you know how much we have sacrificed for you. Then your soul will prove to everyone how happy you were."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue looked towards the altar and noticed that this was actually a soul refining formation.
The soul refining formation will refine the soul into a puppet. If she really dies here, she will become a human soul controlled by the man in front of her. At that time, she will have to say whatever he wants her to say.
"Come here!" The man clapped his hands, "Send the offerings to the altar—"
"etc!"
As they were talking, a female voice suddenly broke out in the crowd. Jiang Zhaoxue looked back and saw a middle-aged woman standing up and looking at Jiang Zhaoxue in disbelief.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt that this person looked somewhat familiar. After staring at him intently for a moment, he heard the other party tentatively ask, "Master Jiang?"
"Who are you?"
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't quite remember. The woman suddenly became excited and hurried forward. The black-robed guards immediately stopped her. The woman paused for a moment, then shouted, "Master Jiang, it's me, Pei Shulan!"
Jiang Zhaoxue frowned. Seeing that she couldn't remember, the woman became anxious and said, "It's me, Nian Nian's mother, Li Xiuji. Do you remember?"
When Jiang Zhaoxue heard Li Xiuji's name, he was stunned, and the young man in black robe beside him also raised his eyes.
Seeing Jiang Zhaoxue's reaction, the woman quickly said, "Seventeen years ago in Taizhou, you personally named my son Nian Nian Li Xiuji. Have you forgotten?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was completely certain of this and finally realized, "You are Li Xiuji's mother, Pei Shulan?"
"Yes, it's me." Pei Shulan saw that she was still the same as before, and her eyes were full of admiration. Then she reacted and said loudly to the high priest, "Master Sa Guang, she is a fairy, please let her go!"
Hearing this, the crowd began to talk. The middle-aged man opposite, Sa Guang, stared at Jiang Zhaoxue and said playfully, "So the girl is also a fellow immortal?"
"We're not immortal friends," Jiang Zhaoxue looked around, then returned her gaze to the man opposite her with a faint smile. "After all, I'm righteous, and you're evil. How can I even call myself an immortal friend with a cult member like you who indiscriminately kills innocent people?"
"So it's a monster." Upon hearing this, Sa Guang's face suddenly changed and he shouted urgently, "Come here, quickly capture that woman and this monster and offer them to our god!"
“Wait!”
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand: "You said I was a monster, how capable are you?"
"How dare you question the priest..."
"How about we make a bet?" Jiang Zhaoxue said in a voice that everyone could hear. "Since ancient times, the righteous have weathered heavenly tribulations and are not afraid of ordinary fire. Only the evil ones are afraid of fire. You say I'm a monster, and I say you're a liar. Why not test it at the altar and let the people see who is the true immortal master!"
"What a big tone."
Sa Guang sneered when he heard this, but the people around him all looked at Sa Guang.
There was suspicion in these eyes, and Sa Guang felt a little uncomfortable to step down. After thinking for a moment, he sneered: "You said it, get on the firing rack!"
There is a ready-made bonfire on the altar, and their ways of "sacrifice" seem to be extremely varied, including all kinds of death related to the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.
When Jiang Zhaoxue saw Sa Guang jump onto the fire rack, she also landed on it by pointing her toes.
Pei Shulan saw this, his eyes filled with panic, and he hurriedly said, "Master Jiang, don't take any risks! Priest Sa Guang has the Samadhi True Fire in his hands, please come down quickly!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at Sa Guang standing beside him.
This person's cultivation level is not high, but he can have Samadhi True Fire, which must be because he has some magic weapon.
She had just vaguely felt that there was an unusual aura of "fire" in him, so she used this method to stimulate him. Unexpectedly, it really stimulated something.
Without saying much, she spread her wide sleeves and said calmly, "Come, I am the True Martial Lord of Penglai. I have hundreds of temples and am worshipped by the people. Today, I will be tested by the True Fire of Samadhi. If I am a true immortal, you must burn a stick of incense today, otherwise disaster will come."
Her words fell with a spell, and Sa Guang, who was standing beside her, snorted coldly, "What a trifle."
Said, Sa Guang closed his eyes: "Come on."
After hearing what was said, the person next to them immediately lit a torch under the two of them.
The flames burned, and Jiang Zhaoxue let the flames burn her body, but the flames could not even touch her clothes.
The flames licked the corners of her clothes again and again, then went out, and the same happened to Sa Guang beside her.
"immortal……"
Someone was muttering below. Seeing this, Sa Guang gritted his teeth and twisted his hand. Suddenly, the flames on Jiang Zhaoxue's side shot up into the sky, just like the red peonies blooming in Luoyang in April, blooming vigorously.
Jiang Zhaoxue sat among the layers of flaming petals, smiling all the time, and even took out the sound-transmitting jade token and played with it on his knees.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Some people showed reverence on their faces and stammered, "God...Goddess..."
As he spoke, people began to kowtow one after another. Seeing this, Sa Guang, who was standing nearby, knew that he had met a tough opponent. He gritted his teeth and said, "My fellow Taoist, it's not too late for you to leave now."
"leave?"
Seeing that he still dared to brag at this time, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but laugh: "What can you use to make me leave?"
"If I use the Samadhi True Fire, I'm afraid that my fellow Daoist will be completely destroyed.
Sa Guang warned, and Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand generously: "Please."
Sa Guang's face froze, and Jiang Zhaoxue continued, "If you don't use the Samadhi True Fire to prove you don't have it, you're a liar!"
"good……"
Sa Guang's chest was heaving violently at Jiang Zhaoxue's anger. He angrily said, "There's a road to heaven, but you won't take it. There's no door to hell, but you insist on coming. Since you're seeking death, I'll let you find it!"
As he spoke, Sa Guang flipped the spell in his hand quickly. Jiang Zhaoxue watched his movements with cold eyes. As he flipped the spell, a green bead emerged from his body. Jiang Zhaoxue felt that the bead was a little strange. Before she could react, she saw the bead suddenly rushing towards her. Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand and fanned the bead away. The bead crashed into the fire. At that moment, the spiritual power of the Nine Netherworld Realm suddenly exploded, and green flames shot up into the sky. Jiang Zhaoxue opened her eyes wide in shock, and then was instantly engulfed by the flames!
"Master Jiang!"
Pei Shulan, who was being pinned down, cried out in fear upon seeing this. The young man in black robe beside him also narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly clenched his fists, but said nothing.
The people all stared in amazement as the green flames completely devoured Jiang Zhaoxue. Sa Guang happily stood up from the flames and laughed out loud: "Monster, do you really think you can escape the Samadhi True Fire? Do you really think you can escape the wrath of the True God? You are courting death..."
Before he could finish his words, the flames exploded and completely engulfed Sa Guang.
Then everyone stared blankly at a figure appearing in the firelight.
Jiang Zhaoxue sat in the firelight, surrounded by inscriptions on fortune sticks, ice-blue and jade-white lightsabers swirling around her. She stood up from the firelight and looked at Sa Guang, who was screaming and writhing in the flames. "Nine Netherworld Fire? Where did you learn that?"
"Kill her—"
Sa Guang screamed, realizing his death was near. He raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Zhaoxue: "Monster! A monster that defiles the gods! Kill her! Dedicate your life to the true God, achieve immortality, and enjoy eternal bliss!"
As he spoke, Sa Guang pounced towards Jiang Zhaoxue with all his might. The surrounding black-robed attendants heard the words "Eternal Bliss" and all of them pounced towards Jiang Zhaoxue!
Jiang Zhaoxue twisted the talisman paper in her hand and looked up coldly. The moment Sa Guang pounced on her, a powerful sword energy rushed through the crowd. The space behind Jiang Zhaoxue was torn open in an instant. Someone came with ice and snow, blocked her behind him, and together with the flying sword, blasted away all the people around who were rushing towards her.
The fragrance of pine and cypress drifted before Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes, along with the red hair rope, and the young man's cold yet polite voice said, "If you dare to come forward again, you will die!"
"Walk!"
Someone shouted loudly, and all the black-robed attendants around fled quickly. Pei Zichen did not chase them anymore. He just held his sword and stared at the surroundings, fearing that any accident would hurt Jiang Zhaoxue.
The attendants ran very fast, and after this brief incident, Pei Shulan was the first to react. He took the lead in bowing and shouting, "Greetings to the True Martial Lord!"
As Pei Shulan shouted, the people rushed to kowtow and shouted, "Greetings to the True Martial Lord!"
"I've met the Immortal!"
Their voices rose and fell, and the flames were silently extinguished by the water transformed from Shen Yuqing's lightsaber. Jiang Zhaoxue sat up straight, and Pei Zichen finally turned sideways and raised his hand to hand it over. Jiang Zhaoxue stood up with the help of his hand and descended lightly from the height.
Just then a beam of sunlight fell from the sky, and all the favor fell on her alone.
Shen Yuqing brought Mu Jinyue to the door, and he followed Pei Zichen all the way.
Pei Zichen has the Yuanluo bow to open up space in a short distance. He can shrink the distance to an inch in the Mahayana stage. Although he brings one more person with him, he is still on par with them.
Just at the last moment, Pei Zichen reached the summoning range of the Life Servant Contract. Although he let the sword energy go first, his physical body was ultimately unable to break through the limit, and it took a moment at night.
However, in just this moment, when he reached the door and looked up, he just happened to see this person who was alone in the brilliance.
She supported Pei Zichen and glanced at all the people. Although she raised her voice, her tone was still very casual: "No need to bow again."
She raised her hand to stop everyone, her eyes bright with a smile. "I'm here today simply to tell you that there are no gods in this world who demand human lives as sacrifices, and no ghosts who enjoy eternal bliss. Do not listen to the nonsense of the demons. If you stain your hands with blood, you will be condemned to hell forever, and there will be no return."
The people responded repeatedly, kowtowing and praying.
Shen Yuqing stood at the door, staring at the young man and woman above, his breathing a little rapid.
Mu Jinyue looked at Shen Yuqing worriedly and couldn't help but ask, "Master, are you okay?"
Shen Yuqing said nothing.
Jiang Zhaoxue sensed Shen Yuqing approaching but didn't approach, so she turned around in confusion. She saw Shen Yuqing standing in the distance, seemingly breathless, silently watching her. His gaze was so deep and heavy, like a ferocious beast bound by chains, staring at her, begging her.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know why he had such an association and couldn't help feeling a little confused.
But she didn't have time to delve into it, so she just nodded at him and then said loudly: "Go back, don't stay here."
After hearing this, the people did not dare to stay any longer and fled in a hurry.
Those black-robed guards were obviously martial artists and had already fled away when Pei Zichen arrived, including the young man who had originally brought her here.
In a moment, Pei Shulan was the only one kneeling on the ground in the square. Jiang Zhaoxue walked down from the altar and helped Pei Shulan up: "Mrs. Pei."
At this time, Shen Yuqing seemed to have calmed down and brought Mu Jinyue to Jiang Zhaoxue's back.
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at him, then turned to look at Pei Shulan who was speaking and asked, "It's been many years since we last met. Why is Madam Pei here? Where is Mr. Li?"
Pei Shulan smiled bitterly at what he said: "It's hard to put it into words."
As she spoke, she glanced at the sky and took the initiative to invite him, "Master Jiang, it's so hard to meet you. I live not far away. How about we go back to the mansion and discuss it in detail?"
These words made Jiang Zhaoxue pause and hesitate a little.
She had just smashed the altar, and if she followed Pei Shulan away, she was afraid of causing trouble for Pei Shulan.
Pei Shulan saw her hesitation and immediately understood what she meant. She hurriedly said, "Master Jiang, don't worry. I'll bring the carriage to the back door of the altar later. You can get in from the back door. If anyone asks about it later, I'll just say you've already left. My husband and I have been running this place for many years and have many friends. I'll just give them some money to make things right. Let's just say—"
Pei Shulan laughed. "If they really want to implicate me because of Master Jiang, I've already revealed my acquaintance with Master Jiang. If something really goes wrong, wouldn't it be better for Master Jiang to protect me in my house than for my family to face it alone?"
Pei Shulan was right. Jiang Zhaoxue calmed down and said with a smile, "Then I'll bother you, Madam Pei."
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The author has something to say: [Small Theater: A Day for Four People]
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Grab the God-Slaying Sword, build a temple, grab the luck, start a business, Nine Realm Fate Master, go, go, go!!"
Pei Zichen: "Does Master's Wife love me today? Is Master's Wife going to divorce Master today? Is there anyone else seducing Master's Wife today? Are all the things Master's Wife wants prepared today? Can I kill Master today?"
Shen Yuqing: "Did my wife cheat on me? Who did she cheat on me with? Should I get to the bottom of this? If I do, will she divorce me immediately without giving me any chance? I'm so annoyed, I really want to kill myself."
Mu Jinyue: "...I really want to make them all into bean paste."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "No, I'm the only one working here after all this time? No wonder I feel so tired."
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