Immemorial Pill Venerable

The first thousand eight hundred and sixty-three chapters of my gods are generous and send you to heaven

Old Ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Zhou Wen, Feng Hua Supreme Feng Lan, Divine Sky Temple Lord Shenqian, Liudao Youjing, Great Emperor, Xuanyuan Wutian, Yuntian Old Ancestor, Shaking Tian Old Ancestor, Qingshuang Sword Master, Qingshuang Jianlao.

Nine of the twelve murderers have emerged.

You Jing died at the hands of Zhan Wu. Shenqian was led away from the Divine Firmament Palace by Emperor Wen, and then besieged and killed with Jiang Shengdi and Zhan Guanghe.

Forty years ago in the Southern Proud God battle, Xuanyuan’s Imperial Family was destroyed, Xuanyuan Wutian didn’t know what to do, Qin Hao has not been found whereabouts, and Yuntian Old Ancestor and Shaking old thief Gui Shuzu It is not easy to get rid of the nest quietly without being noticed by the outside world.

In contrast, the old Qingshuang Sword and the Sword Master Qianqing changed their faces, retired to the forest, one became a nun, and the other proclaimed himself a mountain god due to restrictions. They are easier to succeed.

Qin Hao is not afraid of exposing his deeds. Now he has stepped out of his true self and has no time to see the road. He is already very close to the previous life Peak. Few people in the four realms can threaten him. If he fights with the battle tower again, never Will be beaten up like God Burial Valley, and even have the opportunity to behead the battle tower.

Of course, there may be a price to pay.

So, he is not afraid of anyone. Even if he rushes to the Lair of the Jiao clan and the Heavenly Palace, he is sure to forcibly remove the heads of the two old bastard, but that will inevitably beat the grass to scare the snake and ignite Eastern Continent panicked, alerting the other assailants, affecting the subsequent revenge action.

Especially for War God Temple, Zhan Wu holds the sunset bow, which will cause a huge obstacle to Qin Hao. Qin Hao currently does not want to meet the sunset War God. That is his next plan.

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The nine veins of phoenix blossoms, the land of the sixth island without any glory.

Sanjiangkou.

Looking at the vast northern boundary, Sanjiangkou is located in an unremarkable small city under the jurisdiction of Wuhuang. The more remote Shengtian Village in this small city is naturally more unremarkable. It is like a drop in the ocean. , The desert is dusty, as if forgotten by the world.

However, in the Sanjiang area, the small Shengtian Village is famous far and near, because the villagers enshrine a true god, the true god is manifested, and the divine might is boundless, and solemn sacrifices are held every year, which will protect the village’s peace. .

With the shelter of the God of Cyan Frost, the villagers of Shengtian Village live a beautiful and prosperous life.

The only thing that makes people sad is that the peace and wealth the villagers enjoy is the cruel exchange of their own flesh and blood. Once the child is born, a mouthful of the biological mother’s milk has not been drunk, and he has to be sent to the temple. , Dedicated to the true god.

Every year, it is the same. The picture of the separation of flesh and blood, the heart-piercing shouts of the mother, are moving.

This matter, although cruel, is fortunate that the true God’s needs are not high. There is only one baby a year, regardless of male and female. The child is just born. The divine will conveyed by the village chief is to extradite "Son of Heaven." "Go to heaven, return to God World."

"Whenever the fifteenth full moon night is the day when the Great God Cyan Frost came to the world, the Great Divine Law, as the king of the gods, is also well-received in God World, in order to calm down Divine Physique was in chaos, and his Divine Physique was greatly damaged. He lost ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine avatars. Therefore, the son who came to the world on the night of the fifteenth full moon was the great avatar. , Return to the deity, the great God will recover from the pain of the world, and respect the courage of my God, respect my God’s generosity, and respect my God’s mercy." The pious prayer came from the dilapidated hut. With sorrow.

In the hut, Qin Hao listened to the legend of "God", facing a skinny old man with his hands combined, mutter incantations: "Respect my God for bravery, respect my God for generosity, and respect my God for mercy."

At the end, I put my hands down respectfully.

"Tomorrow is the full night of the fifteenth month. Another Avatar of the Great God will be extradited and return to God World, youngster. You are lucky, and I am fortunate to pay tribute to Divine Vestige." The old man was as thin as wood, sitting On the straw mat, the dim candlelight swayed, and the shriveled face was like a dead ghost, which made people doubt whether his frame would disperse if he went down.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand and ninety-nine Avatars, how long will it take for the wounds of God to heal?" Qin Hao asked.

"So, the people of our ascended to heaven village have to work hard to give birth, and it is the glory to extradite Son of Heaven. If anyone has a son that night, their annual income will be higher than that of other villagers. This is also considered God’s compensation is because the people who descended this year are God’s Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother, who respect my God’s generosity..." .

Qin Hao looked at the old village head silently. Old Guy was poisoned too deeply and felt ridiculous in his heart. Although he shouldn’t laugh, that many innocent children died in the village. Listen to the village head’s words, the god Qingshuang There have been more than three hundred years of recovery here, and one child per year is more than one hundred thousand lives.

This old man Qingshuang pretends to be a god, and his cleanliness is not a matter of personnel.

Fortunately, Qin Hao is here. He helps the villagers to liberate, and also helps Qingshuang to liberate the old man. After the sacrifice tomorrow night, the wounded god will no longer have to suffer from the suffering of the limit of the soul, let Qing Lao Shuang really ascended to heaven.

Looking at the dilapidated thatched hut, the mountain breeze poured in along the twisted cracks in the wall and the holes at the bottom of the wall that were bitten by mice. The kind old village chief was so pious facing the bleak candlelight, Can't help but make people sigh.

"You always rest, passing by here, I have the honor to pay homage to Divine Vestige, and I will leave tomorrow night after the sacrifice." Qin Hao stood up and said.

"Respect the bravery of my god, my god is generous, and my god is merciful." The old man closed his eyes and mutter incantations.

"My God has mercy." Qin Hao slightly replied and turned and walked out. The village chief became a servant of the god that many years old and worked hard, but the residence was far worse than the other villagers, shabby. His thatched hut is incompatible with other sturdy houses, and he can't mix with him in Dashengtian Village.

Really a respectable elder.

"Yuanzun realm." The old man's eyes opened suddenly, his messy white beard sketched a sneer, and another one who gave money, I hope this harvest will be better than last time. Lose the Emperor's Power and go out to rob, and then "grant" the humble and dirty villagers outside. These animals are really greedy.

Three hundred years, it is also a huge expense for the old Sword Master Cyan Frost who is trapped here.

The next day, the morning sun rises in the east, dotted with dew. Standing on a high place, looking down at the Sanjiangkou, I saw three large rivers meandering and rushing together, condensed into a wave of torrents, rushing down the cliff, deafening. , Quite magnificent.

Qin Hao estimated that there are more than 200 households in this village, and the population is much denser than ordinary villages. There are more than 1,000 people. Among them, children are the mainstay, and the ratio of young to old is seriously out of balance. It can be seen that in order to catch up with the full night of the fifteenth moon and give birth to children, the ignorant people are deeply poisoned.

The power of mind is slightly released, covering the entire Sanjiang. Qin Hao swept across the river and clearly perceives it. During this night, more than 70 new breaths appeared in the mountain, and more than 20 of them were still gestating. The Forty Paths have already come into being. Fortunately, the child who came to the world ahead of time missed the fifteenth moon night and was able to survive safely.

"There should be five children who will be born tonight. The green frost old man will definitely take the most vigorous life force, refining his flesh and blood essence. In this case, almost two hundred households Every family is trying to give birth."

Silently chuckled, this old man Qingshuang acted very rigorously, well-measured, and his appetite was too wide, which would surely arouse the villagers’ suspicion. It is a good excuse for a baby to ascend to heaven. If several people ascend to heaven at the same time, it is not a god, it is a demon.

However, the power of fireflies fills the emperor’s way, like dripping water into the desert, how can it quench thirst and how long can it stabilize the life essence?

After all, he rebelled against Heavenly Dao. It was inevitable that he would suffer some serious crimes. Even so, he wanted to live. How scared of death is Lao Qingshuang?

"I wanted to kill you directly, but now, I have a more fun way." Qin Hao said with a slight smile, what kind of scene will the guy who is particularly afraid of death face the decay?

Soon, one day passed, and night came to Shengtian Village.

However, on this night, the moon is not round, the dark night is like an abyssal beast mouth engulfing the heavens, there is no trace of moonlight, the invisible space of five fingers is like a black coffin of death covering Shengtian Village, and the mountains are extremely depressing. .

A large area was vacated in the center of the village. The villagers used stones to build a rough altar here. It is separated from the rich Eastern Continent by the ocean. There are no people raised in the barren land. The civilization and demeanor of the nobles, they used their traditional methods to sing and dance, holding up the torch, dancing grotesquely shaped dances, singing piously around the altar filled with animal heads, praising the great gods in their hearts.

At this time, many men, women, old and children were kneeling under the altar. The skinny old village chief was sitting on the altar with colorful stripes on his face, wearing a skull witch hat, and holding his hands up to the sky. Cheers, in front of him, five men holding crying babies in their arms bowed their heads and swallowed, like labeled beasts, ready to be screened by the village chief. The selected people need to put the babies on the altar with their hands and reciting our mercy , Let "Son of Heaven" return to God World.

Qin Hao stood and watched from the crowd that barely called the square. The ceremony continued for a long time, until five women who seemed mad and rushed out of the village carrying a stick, and were finally knocked down by the prime of life. After dragging it down, ceremony announced that it was coming to an end.

The villagers in Shengtian Village are really trying to give birth, but it does not mean that the parents are really willing to give up. Especially at this moment, this is human nature.

Finally, the skinny head of the village chose the baby with the largest body and the loudest cry, and held it in his arms and held it over his head, as if sending it to the sky, and the villagers’ ceremony had also arrived. At the craziest stage, they cheered loudly like wild beasts, praying to God for peace and prosperity this year.

"My god is generous, my god has mercy, and bless your loyal believers." The village chief screamed, holding the baby and walking down the altar, and then strode towards the temple Go, the village chief who usually trembles as if a gust of wind can swept away at this moment is steady, with a huge span, and faintly can't wait.

Qin Hao outlined a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Dear village chief, please allow to bathe in the glory of the gods, enter the temple and watch, I shall be extremely proud, my god is generous."

The village chief paused, split his ugly mouth, and turned around slowly holding the baby: "Guests from afar, my God bestows you this glory, and you will be blessed by God in the future. , Everything is as you wish."

A view in the temple?

Okay, save trouble.

God will directly solve this passing cultivator, and then deprive him of all his wealth, and let him sleep in the generosity of God.

"many thanks." Qin Hao bowed slightly, dressed in a large black robe, stepped forward with a pious face, followed behind the village head, and at the same time moved towards the dark temple.

From a distance, the temple is like a hole that swallows the living, revealing terrifying and gloomy.