Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 293 Understand the Pain, Hey, Crashed (7k)

There are not many records of the saints in the Jiazi Chronicle, or in other words, Mo looked back and didn't know much.

But in this era, there are remnants of the era of gods, and Yu Ziqing thinks it is quite normal.

Even if he speculates that there is no seamless connection between the age of gods and the ancient times, there must be a period of time in between.

This period of time should not last long, but it is definitely the most chaotic and difficult time.

Because there is no record of Dadui.

This kind of situation is basically impossible to happen when the regime is stable and the lower classes are also stable.

Only when the upper level is unstable, the lower level is displaced, precarious, and occupying everyone's energy in order to survive, and even the recorder may suddenly die suddenly at some point, will there be an obvious fault.

After all, many records can be found one after another in the dark age of gods.

Similarly, if you want to bury any hidden dangers and bury any deep pits, the middle period is also the most suitable time.

Yu Ziqing and Mo turned their heads and floated high in the sky, looking at the horizon.

He can feel that the overall strength of this era is really strong.

When the road is not broken, some places may be a little rough, and the fineness is not as good as that of contemporary times, but their strength is indeed strong.

The overall structure of the monks has always been pyramid-shaped.

But in the Jiazi Chronicle, there are still ten levels, and new ones can appear.

The upper limit is higher than that of the later generations, and the ninth level may be a little easier than the later generations, and the number is naturally more.

Of the [-] saints in the distance, Yu Ziqing could feel that there were three at the peak of the ninth level, and there were at least twenty or thirty at the ninth level.

The rest are at least big monks.

This is just a corner of the saints, Jiazi Chronicle.

Seeing Mo Huilan's attitude, Yu Ziqing could also understand that Da Dui could definitely suppress the saints in this period, and he didn't force it.

The reason why this place was sealed was not because of the strength of the saints, but because of the blood sacrifice.

These are the original words of Mo Huihui.

If it is just to wipe out these saints who have been hidden very deeply on weekdays, the price to be paid may not be very high.

In other words, even moderates like Mo Huihui feel that these more than 1000 saints are not even eligible to be sealed.

They gathered together and killed them on the spot.

Yu Ziqing compared the information given by Xi Yang, and speculated that this time period may be the time when almost all believers of the God of Sacrifice are dead.

It is also possible that at this time, the God of Sacrifice has already fumbled and fled, and was taken to the deep sea.

The only thing that is certain is that the more than 1000 saints here are farts, which is a major change that promotes the tragic situation of the God of Sacrifice.

Inexplicably, Yu Ziqing thought of Our Lady of Baiyang again.

This guy may really have not met a good time, or he met a ruthless person during a good time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen to this level.

Look at the God of Sacrifice, it's a bit miserable now, but when it shines, it's far better than the Holy Mother of the White Sun.

The Holy Mother of the White Sun still has some divinity anyway, and she won't die even if she can't descend.

It's like the God of Sacrifice, who was actually starved to death. Thinking of this, Yu Ziqing felt the power of the god in his heart, and stretched his hips straight.

It is also possible that the gods fighting against him are all standing at the top of the pyramid, the strongest wave of gods.

The following, in fact, is the same.

Including those gods who were killed in the age of gods and didn't even have their names left.

A high-pitched and loud sacrificial oration accompanied by murmurs sounded in the distance.

In this era of sacrificial methods, mantras are called sacrificial texts. It seems that they have just changed their names, but in essence, they are still the difference between ritual methods and ritual methods.

The strong smell of blood, accompanied by fishy sweetness, is pleasant and disgusting. It is a kind of power that can mobilize people's instincts and hearts to the greatest extent.

Yu Ziqing saw the altar made of flesh and bones, piled up out of thin air.

The heads of the giants were piled up under the altar, and the eyes of each giant were full of pain, and their souls seemed to be burning, turning into nourishment for the altar.

Inexplicably, Yu Ziqing felt that the huge altar of flesh and blood was not like a simple altar, but rather like the throne of King Qiyin that Yu Ziqing had seen before...

The howling wind and howling resentful souls were the final roar of the giant, for the doomed demise of the giant family.

And this reminded Yu Ziqing of the Bronze Clan whose entire clan was tortured to death.

The destruction of a race used to be so easy.

All they can leave is the wailing and roaring when they are dying.

It is their most desperate curse, which has turned into a power that can be used by the altar at this moment.

Yu Ziqing watched from a distance, his eyes were a little empty.

It was obviously a very powerful scene, and he tried his best to stop it, but there was no wave in his heart.

"It used to be the last one, which was sealed by the prefect Baishan.

During this process, you should have put in a lot of effort.

Now if you don't do anything, just watch here with me, will their blood sacrifice be successful?

If Baishan didn't go to seal it..."

Yu Ziqing asked Mo turned back, and Mo looked back at Yu Ziqing strangely.

"Your Majesty's arrival here in person represents the beginning of breaking the seal and beginning to find a result for the disaster.

Such changes will naturally occur, but this change must be in line with His Majesty's wishes.

Otherwise, the seal will not be resolved, and no matter how it is changed, everything will return to the original starting point.

Even if I don't do anything now, Baishan will not do anything. "

"There is something sealed, is it possible to break the seal and escape from the inside?"

"It's impossible." Mo turned his head and shook his head decisively.

After a short pause, he looked at Yu Ziqing, Dui Huang who did not have Dui Huang's blood, and added another sentence.

"Unless Dadui is completely destroyed, there is absolutely no such possibility."

"Oh, that's good." Yu Ziqing glanced at the bloody light soaring into the sky in the distance, and the black cloud in the sky that turned into a huge whirlpool, and finally he was completely relieved to watch the show.

To be honest, he was a little worried, because he appeared here, but he didn't care about it. In the end, he guessed something wrong, which made the seal completely out of control.

If you don't lose control, then watch the show well.

The huge fluctuations of power continued to spread, and Yu Ziqing could already see that there were strong people fighting against the saints.

After the blood sacrifice started, there was no intention of stopping.

A blood-colored beam of light impacted into the black cloud formed by the black gas in the sky.

There are countless giant resentful souls roaring in the black clouds, far surpassing the peak of the ninth order, with power like Tianwei, linking to the unknown.

Then it is waiting for the power to come from an unknown place.

The so-called blood sacrifice is more like a transaction, offering sacrifices to the God of Sacrifice, and sacrificing those things, the God of Sacrifice will give feedback and give the saints the power they want.

This may be the path of spiritual practice for the saints.

It is completely different from the path of normal monks who practice hard, accumulate little by little, and quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

"They want to sacrifice [-] giants at one time, at the cost of the destruction of the giant family, in exchange for the opportunity for three people to be promoted to the tenth rank."

Mo turned around and quietly explained to Yu Ziqing.

However, when the power of the blood sacrifice turned into blood light, rushed into the black cloud, and disappeared completely.

A long silence, a long silence.

The expected feedback did not come soon.

……

On the east side of Jinlan Mountain, in the locust forest near the small courtyard, in a leafy locust tree, half of the head is curled up into a ball, using the power of the locust tree to nourish the body of the hungry ghost.

The locust trees planted by Yu Ziqing himself have been infused with the breath of hungry ghosts, nourished by the rain, and finally sprinkled with black soil by Yu Ziqing as fertilizer. They are no longer ordinary locust trees.

This is the most suitable home for hungry ghosts.

Equivalent to every hungry ghost's house plus the most comfortable bed.

Not only can it make them feel at ease and stable, but it can also nourish their bodies, which has many benefits.

The biggest difference in this large pagoda forest enclosing Jinlan Mountain may be the difference in geographical location.

The vast majority of pagoda trees are essentially the same.

The half-head is perched in the locust tree, and it has never felt so at ease.

Don't have to suffer from the never-ending torment that you can't live but can't die.

He vaguely felt that someone was calling him, and some strange memories began to emerge in his mind.

There seemed to be something brewing in his empty head.

Half of his head curled up in pain, because of the emergent memories and fragmentary pictures.

It's also painful...

Fettered, trapped, and no longer free, those pious and fanatical gazes only made him feel pain.

It is this most pious service that brings the deepest and most unsolvable torture.

He hated this piety beyond all means.

Inexplicably, he thought of it. He was also instinctive before, and when he knelt down to worship the terrifying existence that gave him a new life, the eyes of that terrifying existence seemed to dislike his piety.

At this moment, he finally understood deeply, and had a kind of empathetic understanding.

He doesn't need that piety, he hates that piety.

Then he began to understand that what he felt at this moment was hatred.

His most painful torture came from the most fanatical piety of those people in the broken picture.

The understanding at this moment made his instinct as a hungry ghost feel a prohibition.

"The incense of hungry ghosts cannot be absorbed by any living or dead souls (including the hungry ghosts themselves), or any objects. Those who include them, those who covet them, their souls and consciousness will be infected, and they will never be reborn forever."

This is only for the incense of hungry ghosts, the vows of sacrifices, etc.

Strictly speaking, it is just that the incense of hungry ghosts cannot be used. If there are non-hungry ghosts offering sacrifices to hungry ghosts, hungry ghosts can actually use those powers.

At this moment, the half-head didn't hesitate at all, completely ignoring the call that caused him pain.

He is now free from the worst of his ordeals, and he never wants to go back.

Don't even want to be contaminated with those things anymore, seeing it as the most vicious torture.

Even if he instinctively felt that as long as he set foot on this road again, half of his head would not be empty, and the missing half of his head would recover again.

He still doesn't want to, whether it's the torture of hunger, in those broken pictures, or the bondage that will never be peaceful, he doesn't want to go back.

He only felt pain at the moment, curled up into a ball, and hid in the locust tree, as if this was the only safe haven.

Boom, boom, someone knocked on the locust tree.

The confused thoughts in the half-head were pulled back, and he felt that there was a very strong hungry ghost outside.

Not daring to delay, he walked out of the locust tree trembling.

The big ghost has been staring at the half-head, and now looking at the half-head, he swallowed the words again.

Curled up, eyes full of pain, the whole ghost is cringing, wanting to be free, but can't.

The big ghost understands that feeling too well, he used to be the same way, and so did countless of his former compatriots.

No matter who the half-head was, he is already a hungry ghost at this moment.

The big ghost gave half of the head a drop of rain.

"Eat it, the adults said, you are special, you can only eat Ganlin."

Half Head didn't dare to reach out, the big ghost flicked his fingers, and the drop of sweet rain fell directly into Half Head's mouth.

"This drop is my meeting gift for you, and it will be gone in the future. Don't think too much about it."

The big ghost sat under the tree, looked at half of the head, and said to himself.

"We have all had similar experiences, and I was also in a daze, only one belief supported me.

My robes give me the strength to keep me awake.

Although sobriety is actually the most tortured, but this is my own choice.

My pleasure.

The countless hungry ghosts here may have had different encounters during their lifetime.

There are good people, there are bad people, there are selfish people, and there are generous people.

The adults said that anyone who can starve to death is not too bad.

From the moment you transform into a hungry ghost and start a new life, what you were like before is just a passing memory.

I can understand your torture and pain, every hungry ghost here can understand.

So, whoever you were.

You just have to keep in mind that now is your new life after the pain and suffering you once had.

Cherish this opportunity well, even a hundred years ago, there would never be such an opportunity.

Your Excellency is very merciful to the hungry ghosts, so far he has not sent thunderous wrath to any hungry ghosts.

Believe me, whatever your fear is, it's nothing.

You, it's time to make a choice. "

The big ghost talked nicely, and said a lot on his own, he got up and patted half of his head on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Relax."

Half of the head looked at the back of the big ghost going away, and slowly relaxed.

He grinned, feeling the drop of sweet rain he just swallowed, which turned into a warmth in his stomach that reassured him and drove away the pain.

He returned to the locust tree grove, curled up like a baby, and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no sign of anything appearing in his empty head.

Those shattered memories, shattered pictures, and past pain that keep emerging seem to be covered with a layer of mist and become unreal.

He just wants to be a hungry ghost now, the most ordinary hungry ghost is fine.

……

Yu Ziqing's tea was replaced with new ones, and when he re-brewed for the third time, after waiting for a long time for the blood sacrifice, there was finally a change.

The feedback that those saints expected did not appear at all.

From this moment on, it has actually been different from the original seal.

Only in the black cloud, there was a bloody light, and those bound giants' resentful souls, hostility, and curses absorbed the bloody light and rushed straight down.

The blood sacrifice was completely out of control, or in other words, the blood sacrifice itself was not established.

It turned into a saint slaughtering a giant. Facing the doomed genocide, the giant fell into the greatest madness and started a backlash.

What followed was a brawl, and Yu Ziqing didn't watch it any longer.

He is now completely sure that the half-head was once the God of Sacrifice.

No matter what relationship the half-head has with the God of Sacrifice, does the half-head still have something of the God of Sacrifice?

It is now certain that the God of Sacrifice sacrificed by those saints no longer exists.

Yu Ziqing looked back at Mo, with a strange light in his eyes.

"The God of Sacrifice is gone, so the so-called blood sacrifice will naturally lose its foundation.

So now comes the problem.

Before, it was necessary to enter the seal to solve the sealed disaster.

But now I'm not doing anything at all, just watching a play here.

The disaster itself has changed due to changes in the outside world.

So is this seal resolved? "

Mo turned his head and looked at the changes in the sky in a daze, his whole body was in a daze.

He didn't know why, because it had never happened before.

"The God of Sacrifice no longer exists, what does it mean?"

"The god of sacrifice is dead."

"Gods don't die, they just disappear. As long as they don't disappear, they are still gods." Mo turned back and said very firmly.

Yu Ziqing smiled happily.

"That's true, but that was before."

A few days ago, he, together with Li Qiu and the genius sheriff, sent a god to die.

real death.

Before that, the way they killed the god was to destroy the foundation of its power and make it disappear forever.

It's also about dead.

But this kind of death is not the death understood by the human race.

There is still a difference.

Just like the former Lord Earth Demon, as long as he maintains the state of only one bone, can't do anything, and hasn't recovered, he is dead.

But there are still very few difficult ones who can't die no matter what, such as the Cliff God King.

Yu Ziqing looked at Mo turning back with some doubts, and continued.

"The God of Sacrifice has not disappeared, but the God of Sacrifice does not exist anymore, and now that is no longer the God of Sacrifice.

So, I would like to ask, is this considered to dissolve the seal? "

"Probably..." Mo looked back a little uncertain, he thought about it carefully.

"The original intention of the seal is to seal the disaster and wait for it to be resolved later.

Whether it was resolved within the seal, or there was a change outside, causing the disaster to change.

In fact, they all conform to the original intention of the seal.

But here, it should be that those saints still need to be solved before it can be considered a complete solution. "

"No, the goal of this seal is the blood sacrifice, and if the problem of the blood sacrifice is solved, it is considered resolved.

As you said, this seal is not aimed at those saints. "

The two had slightly different views on this matter, Mo turned his head and flew away without saying a word, and after a while, he brought back Baishan.

This fallen sheriff.

Even as the person who cast the seal, after the seal is resolved, Baishan will disappear completely.

Bai Shan also made it clear that his seal was aimed at the blood sacrifice event itself.

As long as the blood sacrifice fails, those saints who were sealed in will have no effect.

A few people stopped talking and just waited.

It stands to reason that the seal here should have been reopened.

But there is no automatic restart yet.

In the sky, the saints, who were carrying all the giant's last power backlash, have also suffered heavy losses, and they are not far from being destroyed.

After waiting for several days, the bloody light in the sky slowly dissipated.

The huge altar of flesh and blood has only a few dry bones left.

Of the [-] saints, only the last few were left, and they still breathed a sigh of relief, but they were burdened with the curse of extermination, and they obviously breathed out more and breathed in less.

Everyone didn't intervene, and after waiting for several days, the last few saints were boiled to death.

Everything around him remained unchanged.

The seal has not been reopened, and the sealed world has not been rewinded, so it is counted as the end.

It's stuck here.

"No way, this ghost seal is still stuck?"

Yu Ziqing was a little surprised, what is this.

Mo looked back in a daze, constantly deducing something there.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, and with a thought, he left the book of An Shi.

After walking out, the halo flowed on the pages of the book, and the blood light had dissipated, but it was still stuck, and the dust did not settle.

"what's going on?"

An Shizhishu was even more shocked than Yu Ziqing, and he couldn't stop shaking there.

How could it know, it was just an ordinary history book!

"So, now it's resolved, but it's not resolved, right?"

The Book of Anshi flickered again and again.

"One thing to say, this is not right, your book of Anshi is to look forward to the wisdom of future generations.

Naturally, there is facing the disaster directly and changing internally, and there is also going straight to the essence and changing externally.

Why is it not resolved? "

An Shizhishu is in a hurry, how could it know, it can't wait to dissolve all the seals now.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, then entered it again to take a look.

After Yu Ziqing left, the seal was not reopened, and it remained as it was just now.

Even during the time when Yu Ziqing came out, Mo Huihui inside was counted, not bad at all.

Yu Ziqing remained silent, walked out, went outside the locust tree forest, and found half of his head.

The problem must be with the half-headed body.

The big ghost saw Yu Ziqing first, and told him about the abnormality in the half of his head.

Yu Ziqing found the half-head, which looked like an ordinary newly transformed hungry ghost, a little silly.

"Did you feel before that someone was offering sacrifices to you?"

"Yes, but I feel so painful, I want to get rid of it, I don't want it at all." Half-head replied honestly.

"now what?"

"It feels much better now. There is a layer of fog blocking it. I can't see it clearly, but it is very comfortable now."

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, then stretched out a finger, and tapped it between the eyebrows on the half of his head.

Half of his head didn't stop him, let go of all protection, let go of his mind, and let Yu Ziqing do whatever he wanted.

After a while, Yu Ziqing opened his eyes and looked at half of his head, his eyes were a little weird.

Mo Huiyuan said it was right, gods never die, they just disappear.

As long as it doesn't disappear, the god must still be there.

It's just that the experience of the half-head is a bit unusual. He was starved to death and turned into a hungry ghost, but the person of the god of sacrifice has always been there.

But his experience as the God of Sacrifice was too painful, and it was even more painful after being starved to death.

When he was starved to death and turned into a starving ghost, he finally realized what pain is.

From the bottom of his heart, he wholeheartedly resisted the personality of the God of Sacrifice, and now that he has become a hungry ghost, with the power of a hungry ghost, he used the way of a hungry ghost to forcibly suppress the personality.

The personality of the God of Sacrifice is something he can't give up even if he wants to give up.

In the end, it became that the God of Sacrifice was still there, so it was not considered to have resolved the seal from the outside, but the blood sacrifice failed and all the saints died suddenly, so it was considered to have resolved the seal.

This is completely over, the program is stuck.

Half of his head has already become a hungry ghost with all his heart, but unfortunately there are some things that he himself said is not counted.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, and waved his hand, taking half of his head with him.

They returned to the seal together, and after entering, there was no change.

With a thought, Yu Ziqing started the ultimate therapy for crash.

Restarted the entire seal.

Everything returned to the original state as expected, Yu Ziqing stood on the city wall with half of his head and continued to watch the excitement.

After Yu Ziqing told Mo Huihui about the situation again, he pointed to half of his head.

"He used to be that one."

Mo looked back with a strange expression, staring at the half-headed head for a long while, routinely dazed.

Not long after, Bai Shan also appeared, and they were confused together.

The blood light from the sky appeared again, this time, Yu Ziqing ignored the blood sacrifice, but stared at the half of the head.

Half of the head sat there obediently, doing nothing, even very resistant to seeing the blood light in the distance, and turned his back to that side the whole time.

When the blood sacrifice reached a critical moment, Yu Ziqing looked at the half-head.

"Do you feel anything?"

"I feel it, but this time it's not painful. It's just that there are some broken pictures. I feel... I hate them a little bit."

Yu Ziqing stood up, looking at the half-empty head, there was no power of blood sacrifice, only a thin layer of black oil-like thing covering it.

And this thing, Yu Ziqing is too familiar with, it is the power of hungry ghosts.

So, he now confirms the speculation.

It was the half-brain that took the initiative and cooperated with the whole body, and as a hungry ghost, with the help of the power of the hungry ghost, and he himself couldn't completely give up his personality, so he got stuck here.

Yu Ziqing was sure that when the Great Dui Sealing Technique appeared, no one could have imagined that this would happen in the future.

The core of the crash is the appearance of hungry ghosts.

The appearance of the hungry ghost is due to Yu Ziqing's ability.

The seal was broken.

At this stage, Yu Ziqing didn't know how to deal with it.

He changed his mind and looked at Mo Huihui and Baishan.

"No way, it's stuck now, as long as I don't restart, this seal will not restart by itself, nor will it dissipate.

The downside is that I don't know if this will lead to different changes.

The advantage is that as long as I don't restart, you will always exist.

As if they are still alive, those who still exist here will also be as if they are still alive.

I don't have to restart every time I have to tell you what happened again.

Now, I want to verify another thing.

It is what you are now, whether you can still think, whether you can continue to study some things.

Can you teach others what you have learned.

Leaving only the inheritance is definitely not as good as your own teaching.

Would you like to try it? "

Now that the matter has come to this point, Yu Ziqing can only look in a good direction, such as trying to take advantage of the situation and dig out the seal in the Anshi Book as a treasure.

What treasure is there, comparable to some powerful guys in the seal.

　20w was completed last month.

　　Be conservative this month, the minimum goal is still 20w.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)