Three days later, after the snow, the weather in southern Xinjiang cleared up.
The three suns seemed to be the eyes of God, opening their eyes and looking silently at the vast earth.
There are many villages and towns in southern Xinjiang that have quietly changed their beliefs, and they all believe in the same being - Tianzun.
"The Immortal Tianzun asked us to offer him stones, and also taught us the Mountain Breaking Hammer Technique and the second set of radio gymnastics."
"You are offering stones? Our town is always flooded, and the Heavenly Lord asked us to dig a river and offer him mud and sand..."
"Why do all the disciples around the Immortal have such strange shapes? They are scary. Could it be that they are doing radio gymnastics?"
"That's impossible. The Immortal said that the disciples of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect are all good at pictographic martial arts..."
"After doing radio gymnastics for a few days, my waist and legs no longer hurt."
"If the Heavenly Lord is in need, he will really help. If you believe in him, he is a true spirit. He doesn't even want virgin boys and girls!"
"Really? My child is only six years old. Why don't we move our whole family to your town?"
......
The Demon Summoning Cult, Southern Xinjiang branch.
The quaint hall was pitch black, as if even the sunlight from outside could not shine in. The faint light made the murals on the wall, which exuded a barbaric atmosphere, particularly eerie.
I could faintly hear howling and roaring sounds in my ears, which did not sound like they could be made by a human.
"Recently, my disciples of the Divine Religion have suffered heavy losses. What do you think?"
The Master of the Hall of Beasts sat at the first seat, his voice hoarse, like a dead tree without life.
The Demon Summoning Cult has always cooperated with Han Zhen, and the Hall of Beasts was born.
Now Han Zhen is dead.
The ultimate goal of the Hall of Beasts has not changed, it is just two words - real dragon.
Summon the true dragon to the world.
True dragons are not innate creatures, but powerful creatures that are regarded as totems by humans. In the process of tribes annexing each other, the totems merged with each other and eventually became the product.
When the power of all living beings is sufficient, it will come into being.
Therefore, even if Han Zhen died, the Hall of Beasts would not have changed much from before. It just controlled the southern border and collected the power of all living beings.
But now, someone has shaken the foundation of the Hall of Beasts.
"......"
None of the high priests present spoke first.
Please, they are members of the evil cult.
Some people usually fight among themselves secretly. What does it have to do with them if something happens in the area under other people's control?
There are also some people who still don't understand the situation and dare not speak because they think too much will lead to mistakes.
The hall master snorted coldly:
"The Holy Son has been in a bad mood recently. You all know that he has always wanted to have a true dragon body and return to the top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking."
"If they find out that we are not doing our job well, I'm afraid we will be in trouble..."
The high priests swallowed and sat up straight.
The hall master is the Holy Son’s uncle.
After a while of whispering, a priest spoke up:
"Master, our most urgent task now is to find out the origins of the Heavenly Court Wanxiang Immortal Sect, especially the so-called Tianzun."
"Heaven? Wanxiang Xianzong? Tianzun?"
"Well, he calls himself the Celestial Lord. He has been sleeping for countless years and has great magical powers..."
"Hiss! Creating the world? Even the storybooks don't dare to brag like that..."
Among the many high priests present, the lowest level was that of the inner realm.
But even if it is an exterior scene, one cannot imagine how unpredictable the creation of the world is.
If this is true.
Let alone a branch of their Demon Summoning Sect, even if the leader of the main temple came, they would probably have to be cautious.
"One more thing."
The Master of the Hundred Beasts Hall looked more serious:
"This Heavenly Venerable said that our Summoning God Sect has only gained a small part of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect."
"Impossible?"
"We have a long history that can be traced back to before Dayu, but..."
The priests remembered some of the information about the other party that the hall master had just said.
That Heavenly Master was accompanied by a group of disciples, all of whom were outstanding and showed signs of transforming into beasts.
This is somewhat similar to the fundamental method of their Hall of Beasts, the method of transforming all forms into dragons.
However, the drawbacks of the Dragon Transformation Sutra are also obvious. Practitioners will easily lose their sanity when they are exposed to the blood power of various beasts. Most people will lose their sanity when they transform into a dragon, let alone a dragon.
However, the disciples around that Heavenly Lord seemed to be in very clear minds.
I heard that he was practicing some kind of pictographic martial arts.
The other party’s name is even Wanxiang Xianzong!
Moreover, like them, he is also absorbing the power of all living beings!
The priests became more and more frightened the more they thought about it.
Is there any possibility that what the other party said... is true?
Is it true that they, the Demon Summoning Sect, only inherited a little bit of the Myriad Immortals' heritage and have achieved what they have today?
hiss.....
The things involved seem to be getting bigger and bigger!
There were whispers everywhere in the hall.
I guess Xiao Li never dreamed that, he just wanted to get some power from all living beings, but he ended up being inexplicably fooled into the Demon Summoning Sect.
After a while.
The Master of the Hundred Beasts Hall coughed and said:
"No matter who it is, we must give the Holy Son an explanation!"
"Whether it's true or not, we have to test it out! Try to establish contact with the other party and find out whether they are enemies or friends first!"
It involves the fundamental secrets of the religion. Although it is a bit dangerous, it also contains opportunities.
The high priests signed up enthusiastically.
.....
The moon is rising above the branches.
Aoki Castle was coated with a layer of silver as gentle as water under the moonlight.
In the darkness, there seemed to be a clear sound of birds singing, and it was like a giant whale in a dream sinking into the sea of illusion, and the cry it made cut through the sky.
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