Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 237 Your ancient times are also others' modern times
The young eagle crows for the first time.

Wangxiang cub cried heart-rendingly, sincerely, those ghost brothers really hit him, and they slapped him very hard.

How could a child bear such pain.

After a few slaps, he burst into tears.

I can't stand the pain anymore.

With the sound of the wind, the cry fell into everyone's ears.

"Wow, wow."

When the sound came out, it even alarmed the creations in the sea.

Wang Xiangzi felt that there was something mysterious floating up from the bottom of the sea.

What the old monk called Yishu didn't expect was that the faces of the monks on him also began to distort when they heard the voice.

They also began to cry.

issued a synchronized "Whoa." "Whoa" "Whoa"

The ear-piercing voice gave Uncle Wu a moment of sobriety. Seeing his child like this, he was suddenly surprised.

He is now temporarily dormant on the Longevity Building Wood.

He felt Changsheng Jianmu's feelings.

The connection with the Lookout Cubs - what's going on here?

Under such circumstances, Yin Soul cried when he saw the dead child, but did not speak, and had no choice but to remind him again.

【elder brother】

Only then did the child vaguely remember what he should do.

He wailed loudly, "Brother".

The faces cried out too.

"Brother, brother".

The old monk, the master of the qi technique, sensed that something was wrong, he wanted to slap his palm and slap the person to death with one slap.

But his arm was temporarily numb, and the old monk noticed that in his body, the tree had formed the "keel" and "spine", and even the blood had turned into the branches of these trees!
The entire giant, Jianmu is a part of his body.

He wanted to make a move, but was restrained by Jian Mu, unable to move.

【elder brother】

【elder brother】

……

The sound of the void echoed, amidst the turbulent waves, the ship was broken, people fell into it, and turned into fish food in an instant.

It was cold and rainy.

Covered by wild waves.

The monster under the sea is waking up.

The Buddha Mother no longer protects all living beings.

Darkness overgrown.

The people of Brahman state watched the natural disaster in despair.

Then, there was a child calling brother~
brother~
brother~
Lin Feng felt as if he had fallen asleep, and the Mazu Empress Amulet and the magic sword on his chest were both hot.

The same is true for the statue of Green Tara.

But even so, he was still sleeping, he was dreaming, and he seemed to have entered the memory fragments of other people.

He stood with the rest of the people wearing the mask of the flesh priest.

Full armor, like a general who wants to remonstrate.

Filled with anger, they came to the ruler of this city.

Emperor Sim.

The city before them was like a huge tomb, with the dead occupying high positions, and the most honorable place in the city was not the royal palace.

It is an altar.

The entire city is dominated by the altar, supplemented by the palace, and there is no place for the rest of the nobles to stay.

The entire city is a place to serve the ancestors and gods.

It was the home of priests and ancestor gods.

They stood outside the city, and someone brought in the coffins one by one.

Each of these coffins weighs more than ten tons.

These bronze coffins were sent into the city in front of them by Zhou people.

They were betrayed by their masters.

They thought they were here to "serve corvee" and to be slaves.

They are actually sacrifices too.

Someone stood by and watched them bring the coffins in.

These masked people, who are also witches, are the most powerful ruling class in the entire country.

Lin Feng didn't know why, but it was very clear in his mind - Zhou people were slaves, tools, and sacrifices.

Similar to livestock.

Nobles, commoners, and slaves are three things. In their view, these cannot be collectively referred to as "people".

Only nobles are people.

Zhou "people", they have a slightly higher status than the Qiang people, Guifang, and Tufang.

It's just a little higher.

These things are the coffins of the Xia Dynasty that were exposed after Kunlun Mountain collapsed because of the earth dragon, and they were responsible for taking the coffins back.

Although, many people think that the tribal era was followed by Xia, Shang and Zhou.

Just like the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

It seems to be linked together.

But some legends of the Xia Dynasty are really the same as the legends.

Eight hundred years old.

Five hundred years old.

One is more alive than the other.

For the Shang Dynasty, the tombs of the early Xia Dynasty are completely different from those of the Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. It does not seem like a complete inheritance relationship.

Especially the literacy rate of the Xia and Shang dynasties.

For the shamans—the upper aristocracy—literacy equated to power.

Knowledge is power.

Lin Feng didn't know why, but fell into the belly of "Buddha Mother", his brain.

The memory of the dead "Flesh Mask" priest suddenly attacked him.

In the mind, there are thousands of thoughts turning in an instant.

But he still didn't wake up.

The Buddha's mother showed a painful expression, as if she encountered difficulties when she gave birth to a baby.

The old monk who performed the hoarse technique also showed an extremely painful expression.

He couldn't believe it.

A lot of malice, with the power of resentment, drilled into Lin Feng's body.

Tell him to continue to maintain this dream.

He watched himself and several wizards walk into the front of the ministers, and questioned Emperor Xin.

Di Xin was like a cloud of fog.

vaguely.

"Lin Feng" knew that he was Di Xin.

As for why.

It's a weird intuition.

It is these fragments that carry the wizard's memory, giving people intuition.

They were the first to attack.

"Why should the funeral and sacrifice specifications of nobles be reduced!"

"I have my reasons."

"What if the blessings of the ancestors are weakened because of this?"

"That's what you should think about. I don't need the recommendation of the ancestor gods to meet the Emperor of Heaven. When I meet the Emperor of Heaven, your share will come back."

"The Emperor of Heaven didn't give us any blessings. We spent a lot of money on the expedition to Guifang. Even the Zhou people and slaves from the north who surrendered to us began to rebel against us.

For our big sacrifice, there are no prisoners of war, and we can't even make sacrificial incense.

We are the masters of the Zhou people. I heard that some of the leaders of the Zhou people are doing witchcraft, and the Zhou people began to feel unwilling to surrender.

It’s best if you can give us all a reason, if for this reason, the ancestors will punish you..."

"Lin Feng" felt the anger in his body and was about to rush out of his body.

"Lin Feng" wasn't afraid of Di Xin who was surrounded by smoke.

He does not represent himself alone.

He represents many nobles.

Emperor Xin's reform.

Touched their bottom line.

Especially regarding the selection of sacrificial offerings, Di Xin kept the quantity and quality of human sacrifices in his own hands.

This is tantamount to "picking chestnuts out of the fire".

That's it.

Di Xin lowered the quality of their entire merchant priests and took away their power.

Even if Di Xin did these things, it would be difficult to convince the public.

What's more, in his hands, it is true that the businessman's glory is not there.

A large number of slaves were stuffed into the army.

The number of merchants continued to decrease.

The former slaves rebelled again, and they couldn't lose their tails. During the annual sacrifice of the entire Shang Dynasty, Di Xin, who was the chief priest, could not even get the same prisoners of war as Fuhao, not even one-third.

The major events of the country lie in sacrifice and Rong.

Emperor Xin, who can't be a good master in war and sacrifice.

It may not be respected by the entire noble and wizard group.

"Then arrest the leader of the Zhou people. Our dignity cannot be provoked."

There is no doubt about Di Xin.

They continued to talk, but at this time, "brother" also passed it on.

Green Tara is more painful.

This is the first time she has shown such a painful expression.

So that everyone felt her fear.

"No!"

Suddenly, the old monk of the qi technique sensed something, and his aura quickly faded.

lotus.

Lotus seeds.

It shouldn't be like this.

The sly mother and the longevity tree gathered together.

A fruit will be formed.

This fruit will hatch into a Buddha child.

The consciousness of the old monk who practiced martial arts will fall into the Buddha's child.

Become a "Buddha".

The "Buddha" conceived by the Buddha's mother.

The "evil thing" bred by the sly mother should be on top of their heads.

But now, a "baby" suddenly appeared in the mother's stomach, and he quickly absorbed the nutrition that should have been "Buddha's son".

Want to be born!

How can this be!

The old monk was in a hurry, and at this moment, Uncle Wu quietly infiltrated into the longevity tree.

melted.

　Temporarily added a plot point, sorry, I will draw a main line for the back

　　
　
(End of this chapter)