Wandao long distance

The following sacrifices are still going on.

The mysterious, mysterious power that ordinary people can't see is constantly flying towards the sky through the sacrifice.

Fang Tiandao also exerted all his strength when facing life and death.

Tiandao has no mind, but has spiritual perception, and has a natural tendency to seek good luck and avoid bad luck.

In fact, many elementary "divination" techniques rely on asking the local way of heaven, and then knowing the good and bad luck is not based on one's own calculation, but simply asking the sky.

At this moment, the Dao of Heaven in this world has clearly sensed that if the barriers of the world are broken through, it will inevitably fall into the predicament of being refined, just like it was 100 years ago.

So Tiandao also gave his life.

This went on for a day and a night.

The senior officials of the Holy Flame Clan who were in charge of the sacrifice seemed a little tired. Although they were more or less cultivated, the sacrifice could not be sloppy, and it required them to constantly sacrifice some of their energy, even Things like national luck, so it will lead to extreme fatigue.

Just like the grand ceremony that Li Qi once held in Guangyang, these civil and military officials are the 'central' that carries a lot of qi and circulates, and it is also the position that witches should be in.

This matter is not easy.

Although there are hundreds of people to share, and the sacrifice itself is well optimized, it is still a heavy burden after a day.

"Take a break. I'll be the host next. You can rest for three days and four hours. Do you know the unit of time? Don't miss it." Li Qi said to the tired crowd.

The senior officials of the Shengyan Clan expressed their thanks one after another, saluted Li Qi, and then left the sacrificial center.

Li Qi walked forward and entered it.

The pressure of letting hundreds of people spread out fell on his shoulders alone.

The others just relaxed a little when they saw this scene and were dumbfounded.

Is this actually something that can be done?

Such a huge pressure is on one person, and he looks more relaxed than anyone else present!
Moreover, this commitment is three days.

It's just...unbelievable.

Li Qi didn't care about these things at all.
He just closed his eyes silently, doing what he should do.

Another day passed, and those high-ranking officials had already left, and each went to repair in his own way.

Li Qi stood on the altar, maintaining the stability of everything, using the power of the world's barriers and the Dao of Heaven itself to wage a tug-of-war against the outside world.

It's just that it's a tug of war, but everything is moving in a bad direction.

Even if there is a favorable location, how could Li Qi have won the Green Mountain God?It's nothing more than delaying the time of defeat.

Therefore, there must be other bargaining chips.

Other chips...

Just as he was thinking this way, suddenly, a limping old Sheng Yan clan, struggling to control his body, fell a hundred feet away from Li Qi.

"It's really here." Li Qi said.

Then, he looked at the altar he had set up, among which was an 'Ancient Saint King Altar'.

It was exactly what he had arranged before, "At the foot of the mountain, there will be a sacrificial altar, and there will be an ancient holy king altar, with two grand lords, sitting on the left."

A considerable part of the energy in the sacrifice was sacrificed to this person.

He is the same as Tiandao, and belongs to the part that is sacrificed.

Therefore, the current him should have enough ability to stand up and find Li Qi.

Different from the dull exoskeleton of the ordinary Shengyan clan, his exoskeleton is white, the color is bright and somewhat dazzling, and the difference can be seen at a glance.

The holy king who lost his fighting spirit still appeared here.

He slowly walked up to Li Qi with his lame legs: "You..."

"Ah, Holy King, you're here. I still remember the things we talked about when I met you." Li Qi smiled. Although he assumed the responsibility of being the center of many qi, he seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

"Your job...isn't easy." The Holy King glanced at Li Qi and said.

Unlike Quack, he is a genuine sixth-rank, the strongest person that the world of the Holy Flame Realm can support.

Of course, it is the sixth grade of indigenous people.

So at the same sixth rank, he was easily beaten into paralysis by the Green Mountain God, and even his natural 'sword' was broken.

Even the warrior's heart was shattered, and he could no longer raise his fighting spirit.

That was a desperate gap. His proud swordsmanship and martial arts were easily crushed by the Green Mountain God.

Now, I just feel the sacrifice, so let's take a look.

"Normally, I'm used to it." Li Qi shrugged and said.

I am really used to it, the difficulty of this matter is to arrange the circulation and operation of so many qi, but for Li Qi, it is almost cost-effective to carry out information calculation.

"Are you used to it? That is indeed a very powerful force." The holy king replied with a hoarse voice.

"What about you? Is your habit like this now? Is the force of habit so strong that you can't move anymore?" Li Qi asked rhetorically.

"Maybe, I almost forgot how to fight." The Holy King found a place to sit down, and said indifferently, as if he didn't hear Li Qi's sarcasm.

"Forget about it, haven't you forgotten it?" Li Qi also sat beside him.

"There is no need to hint. I just need to take a step and I will die. This time I have no chance to escape with my sword." The Holy King shook his head and said.

When Li Qi heard this, he suddenly realized.

The local practice methods of the Holy Flame Realm are generally regarded as martial arts, but they are martial arts that developed naturally, and were born by combining their "natural sword".

The foundation of martial arts is state of mind. If a warrior's heart is shattered, he will naturally lose his strength.

But how could this kind of thing be crushed so easily?Most of the time, warriors would not surrender even if they died in battle, so Li Qi never knew how the holy king's warrior heart was broken.

Looking at it now, it turned out that he abandoned his sword and fled in order to risk his life.

No wonder it's so decadent.

Knowing this, Li Qi suddenly took out a jug of wine.

"I don't think there is such a thing in your world, try it." Li Qi flicked his finger again, and the plants next to him suddenly grew up, and two wooden wine cups formed from it.

To control ordinary plants, you only need to manipulate the vitality in them, and you don't even need magic tricks, which belong to the basic skills of witches.

However, as a reward, Li Qi gave this native plant in the Holy Flame Realm some wood energy.

The probability of it becoming a spirit will be greatly improved, and it will not force the wine cup to fall to the root of the disease.

It's not kindness, but 'righteousness'. This is a fair transaction, not offerings and charity, just like sacrifices.

Shinto sacrifices are to worship the gods and ask for alms. Such sacrifices are unrighteous.

Li Qi has always believed that the shaman should be the mediator of all things, the scale among heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts. Putting an end to charity is the first step. Therefore, the sacrifices he presides over are mainly composed of equal communication and transactions. .

A rock floated over naturally, and another strange wind blew, like a razor, cutting it out to a plane, and blowing off all the dust, and it was as clean as if it had been washed.

As the table for the two fell in front of them, Li Qi picked up the wine glasses, placed them in front of the two, and filled them up.

This wine was obtained from Ling Xiao Flower God's banquet. Although it is not the best wine, it must be the best drink in this world.

This is one of the few drinks on Li Qi's body. After all, Li Qi doesn't really drink much, but because of his hamster temper, he just picked up some wool from the banquet of Lingxiao Flower God.

Do not take white do not take.

The name of this wine is 'Hong Luo', which is named after a dancing girl. Take a 'volume' and you can easily drink a whole lot without feeling sick.

However, the stamina is very strong, the more you drink, the more drowsy you become, even the sixth grade can hardly resist the strength of alcohol, although at the beginning you don't feel anything after drinking a few jars, but after three rounds of drinking, everyone is drunk again When you come up, you can't get off the table, so you won't be too stiff, and you have a reason to be "random".

This is what the wine in the entertainment venue needs to be like. Everyone has a lot of wine, and everyone can have sex. Drinking is for enjoyment, not for venting.

The holy king didn't know the middle way, he just picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Then he spit it out: "It's hard to drink, you can't put it in your mouth."

Li Qi was surprised: "Huh? This thing doesn't work through the sense of taste. The seventh-grade fine wine directly affects the small world of the human body. If honey rain is spread, how can it be unpalatable?"

With that said, he took a sip.

Sweet and delicious, full of fragrance, it is a first-class wine, even the sixth grade can be drunk, and it is a taste that surpasses the taste of creatures, and no race will find it unpleasant to drink.

"Too sweet, too greasy." The Holy King said expressionlessly.

The Shengyan people are all expressionless, their faces don't move at all, and all emotional expressions rely on their voices, but Li Qi can also tell from his voice that it is indeed 'expressionless'.

"Really, I don't like this kind of taste." Li Qi smiled, and took out a jar directly: "But there is nothing else, just this, just let it go, wait for a while when the wine gets up, it will make people Take it easy, there is no such thing as alcohol in your world, and that feeling should make you feel... How should I put it, it's amazing, right?"

After Li Qi finished speaking, he didn't talk about anything else.

He just returned to the altar again, and then silently did his own thing.

He is erecting a new altar.

This time, the Liao Ji of the Nine Sacrifices was used.

Nine sacrifices are the nine most fundamental sacrifices that Zhuren masters, similar to the zama step in martial arts, and they are the foundation of the foundation.

Accumulate firewood as a burning altar, located in the southeast of Yuantai on the mountain, the height of the firewood is one zhang or two chi, and the square is one zhang.

Just like the system of the round mound, it is suitable for the place. The altar is decorated with yuan, and the four sides are in accordance with the color of the square. Jade ultimatums are compiled, each ultimatum is one foot two inches long, one inch two inches wide, and three minutes thick, with engraved jade and gold filling as characters.

Li Qi was doing all this silently, no longer caring about anything outside, really ignoring the outside situation directly.

After the brand-new altar was finished, several hours had passed, and the sky was completely dark.

Outside the sky, there are countless evil spirits lying on it.

Li used the vision of watching 'Qi' and looked at the sky.

There is red qi like fire, shining on the ground, burning down on the ground, bursting out like scattered beads, and the evil qi is scattered in the sky, the three stars are out of track, and the mountains and rivers collapse.

When the world enters the army, it is a sign of military chaos.

The result of divination caught Li Qi's eyes.

This world is about to fall into endless flames of war.

There are hungry people in the wild, and they don't know how to harvest them. Dogs and hogs eat people.

Thousands of graves were buried in several acres of land, and the family cried two or three times.

The shin tendon is still soft when the dog bites it, and the blood is still wet when the crow pecks at the skeleton.

Iron Man felt sad seeing this.

This is a catastrophe sweeping the world, maybe it is a trivial matter in the heavens and worlds, and there may even be an unknown number of worlds that are falling into this situation at the moment, but... For the aborigines of the Holy Flame Realm, this is everything.

Li Qi suddenly fell into deep thought.

It is the question that he was confused about before, about the Tao he identified.

The "right" to the world, and the "right" to the individual... If there is a conflict, then what is it?
Just like at this moment, if you want to keep this world, you must sacrifice individuals. Most of these individuals may not want to be sacrificed, but they have no choice.

Under the general trend, who has a choice?
Li Qi didn't have an answer.

So he simply opened his eyes, put the question in his heart, and thought about it slowly in the future.

However, after opening his eyes, he saw that the wine jar was empty and the Holy King had disappeared.

This was within Li Qi's expectation, so he was not surprised.

He just stood up and walked over to the newly built altar.

Then, chant the blessing:
"The canon of the holy king has been cultivated for a hundred generations. The righteousness of the suburban sacrifice belongs to the three spirits. It is not only adapted to the times, but also the reform of the ceremony according to the situation. It is more respectful than the sky, and the ritual is not respectful. It is not appropriate to have a different number. Today, the offering of Zhan Taste is written in the constant style, and it is important to respect the cleanliness."

"Fuyue Township is full of high mountains and vast waters. Since the creation of heaven and earth until now, heroic spirits have become gods, and they must all be ordered by the sky. The heavens rule the heroic spirits, rushing to their chests, looking at them with a scorpion, and sighing deeply for the filth. Da Cun Kan Le, since it hangs the sun and stars, it is said to be immortal, even if there are rotten bones and rotten flesh, it will be applied to the land, flow in the rivers and valleys, and will not avoid water and fire, so that the world will follow it, so that the world will die and die. .”

The meaning of this speech is self-evident.

As he recited, the entire altar was ablaze. Liao Sacrifice itself was a one-time sacrificial method, trying to fully convey the power.

The offerings also shattered.

But behold the sacrifice—

It is a closed Lingxiao flower.

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Outside the barriers of the world, the Green Mountain God who closed his eyes and presided over the formation suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah, it's you, you dare to come out, do you really think it can play a role?" Jin Teeth said lightly, with a completely indifferent expression.

But he saw that the holy king of the Holy Flame Clan was standing on the barriers of the world.

The monsters laughed and laughed, discussing how to use this person to strengthen the formation.

He didn't speak, just stepped forward silently.

Without a sword in his hand, he made a fist.