Myriad Paths

The sacrifices below are still going on.

Mysterious, mysterious power that ordinary people cannot see is constantly flying towards the sky through sacrifices.

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

Heaven has no mind, but it has spiritual awareness and has a natural tendency to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.

In fact, many rudimentary 'divination' techniques rely on asking the local heaven, and then knowing the good or bad fortune is not based on one's own calculations, but simply asking the sky.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao of this world has obviously felt that if the world barrier is broken through, it will inevitably fall into the predicament of being refined, just like a hundred years ago.

So Tiandao also fought hard for his life.

This continued for a day and a night.

The high-ranking officials of the Holy Flame Clan who were responsible for the sacrifices looked a little tired. Although they were more or less cultivated, the sacrifices did not allow for any sloppiness, and they needed to constantly contribute some of their own energy, and even Things like national luck, so it can lead to extreme fatigue.

Just like the great ceremony held by Li Qi in Guangyang, these civil and military officials are the 'center' that carries a lot of Qi for circulation, and they are also the position where witches and monks should be.

This matter is not easy.

Although there are hundreds of people sharing the burden, and the sacrifice itself is well optimized, it is still a heavy burden at the end of the day.

"Take a rest. I will 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 people.

The senior officials of the Shengyan clan thanked Li Qi one after another, and then exited the sacrificial center.

Li Qi walked forward and entered it.

The pressure shared by hundreds of people fell on his shoulders.

The others had just relaxed a little, and when they saw this scene, they were stunned.

Is this actually possible?

Such huge pressure was placed on one person, and he looked more relaxed than anyone present!

Moreover, this commitment lasts for three days.

It's... unbelievable.

Li Qi didn't care about these things at all.

He just closed his eyes silently and did what he should do.

Another day passed, and those senior officials had left, each going to repair it in his own way.

Li Qi stood on the altar, maintaining the stability of everything, using the world's barriers and the power 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 he had the right location, how could Li Qi win over the Green Mountain God? It's nothing more than delaying defeat.

Therefore, there must be other bargaining chips.

Other chips...

Just when he was thinking about this, suddenly, a limping old Shengyan clan member struggled to control his body and landed 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 the 'Altar of the Ancient Holy King'.

It is exactly what he had arranged before: "The sacrificial altar at the foot of the mountain is set up with the altar of the ancient holy kings. The two of them are sitting on the left."

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

Like the way of heaven, he belongs to the part that is being sacrificed.

Therefore, now he should have enough ability to stand up and find Li Qi.

Different from the dull exoskeleton of ordinary Holy Flame tribe, his exoskeleton is white, the color is bright and dazzling, and the difference can be seen at a glance.

This holy king who had lost his fighting spirit still appeared here.

He slowly dragged his lame leg to Li Qi: "You..."

"Ah, Holy King, you are here. I still remember what we talked about when I met you." Li Qi smiled. Although he has the responsibility of being the center of many qi, he seems to be able to handle it with ease.

"Your job... is not easy." The Holy King glanced at Li Qi and said.

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

Of course, it is the sixth-grade native.

Therefore, he was both at the sixth level, but he was easily beaten to paralysis by the Green Mountain God, and even the natural 'sword' was broken.

Even the warrior's heart was shattered and he could no longer raise his will to fight.

It was a hopeless gap. His swordsmanship and martial arts skills that he was proud of were easily crushed by the Green Mountain God.

Now, I just feel the sacrifice, so I came to see it.

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

He was indeed used to it. The difficulty in this matter was arranging the circulation and movement of so much energy, but for Li Qi, it was almost impossible to calculate information.

"Are you used to it? That is indeed a very powerful force." The Holy King replied in a hoarse voice.

"What about you? Are you used to this? Is the power of habit so strong that you can't move anymore?" Li Qi asked.

"Maybe, I have almost forgotten how to fight." The Holy King found a place to sit down and said nonchalantly, seemingly not hearing Li Qi's sarcasm.

"I almost forgot, haven't I forgotten yet?" Li Qi also sat next to him.

"No need to hint. As long as I take one step, I will die. There is no chance to escape with my sword this time." The Holy King shook his head and said.

When Li Qi heard this, he suddenly realized.

The local cultivation method of the Holy Flame Realm is generally regarded as martial arts, but it is a martial arts developed naturally, a martial arts born by combining their "natural sword".

The foundation of martial arts is the state of mind. If a warrior's heart is broken, he will naturally be unable to gain strength.

But how can such a thing be crushed so easily? Many times warriors would not give in even if they died in battle, so Li Qi never knew how the Holy King's warrior heart was broken.

Now it seems that he abandoned his sword and ran away in order to save his life.

No wonder it's so decadent.

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

"I think your world doesn't seem to have such a thing, give it a try." Li Qi flicked his fingers again, and the plant next to him suddenly grew up, and two wooden wine glasses grew out of it.

To control ordinary plants, you only need to manipulate the vitality inside them. You don't even need magic. It is a basic skill of witchcraft.

However, as a reward, Li Qi lit a trace of wood energy and gave it to this native plant of the Holy Flame Realm.

The probability of it becoming a sperm will be greatly increased, and it will not be forced to form a wine glass and cause the disease.

Not kindness, but 'righteousness', a fair transaction, not an offering or alms, like a sacrifice.

Shinto sacrifices are made to worship the gods and ask for alms. Such sacrifices are not righteous.

Li Qi has always believed that witches should be the mediators of all things, the scales among heaven, earth, humans, gods and ghosts. Putting an end to charity is the first step, so the sacrifices he presides over are mainly composed of equal communication and transactions. .

A piece of rock naturally floated over, and a strange wind blew up, like a razor, cutting out a flat surface and blowing away all the dust, making it as clean as if it had been washed.

The table for the two of them fell in front of them. Li Qi picked up the wine glass, placed it in front of the two of them, and filled it up each.

This wine was brought from the banquet of Lingxiao Flower God. Although it is not a perfect wine, it is definitely the best drink in the world.

This was one of the few drinks Li Qi had. After all, Li Qi actually didn't drink much. He just picked up some wool from the banquet hosted by Lingxiao Flower God out of his hamster temperament.

If you don’t take it, you won’t get it.

The name of this wine is 'Hongluo', which is named after a dancer. It is not strong in nature and is a mild wine commonly used in Shangyuan entertainment venues. What is important is that it has a sweet entrance and a mellow finish, allowing people to express themselves. With the "big quantity", you can easily drink a lot without feeling uncomfortable.

However, the stamina is very strong. The more you drink, the more drowsy you become. Even those who are in the sixth grade cannot resist the effects of alcohol. Although they don’t feel anything after drinking several jars at first, after three rounds of drinking, everyone becomes drunk again. When you get up, you can't get off the table, so you won't be so restrained and have a reason to have sex.

This is how drinking should be done in a party. Everyone has a lot of alcohol and everyone can have sex. Drinking is for enjoyment, not for venting.

The Holy King didn't know what was going on. He just picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Then he spat it out: "It tastes bad and can't be put in your mouth."

Li Qi was surprised: "Huh? This thing does not rely on taste to take effect. The seventh-grade wine directly affects the small world of the human body. If the honey rain spreads, how can it be unpalatable?"

As he spoke, he took a bite.

It is sweet, delicious, and full of fragrance. It is a first-class wine that can make you drunk even if it is the sixth grade. Moreover, it has a taste that transcends biological taste. No race will find it unpleasant to drink.

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

The Holy Flame Clan all have expressionless faces. Their faces don't move at all. All emotional expressions rely on their voices, but Li Qi can also hear from his voice that it is indeed 'expressionless'.

"Really? I don't like the taste." Li Qi smiled and took out a jar directly: "But there's nothing else, just this. I'll make do with it for a while. The wine will get stronger after a while. Please feel better. There is no such thing as wine in your world. That feeling should make you feel...how should I put it, it's amazing, right?"

After Li Qi finished speaking, he stopped talking about anything else.

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

He is building a new altar.

This time I used the burning sacrifice among the nine sacrifices.

The Nine Sacrifice are the nine most fundamental sacrifices mastered by Zhu Ren. They are similar to the Zha Ma Bu in martial arts and are the foundation among the foundations.

Pile up firewood to make a burning altar, which is located in the southeast of the circular platform on the mountain. The firewood is one foot or two feet high and one foot square. It is opened to the south and goes out of the door. It is six feet square. It is also built as a circular altar at the bottom of the mountain. It is 30% tall and 12 square feet wide.

It is like the system of a round mound, suitable for the place. The altar is decorated with yuan, and the four sides are in square colors. There are three piles outside the altar, and firewood is piled in the south of the altar to burn. It is like the ritual on the mountain, and there are jade albums, all connected by gold ropes. They made jade tablets, each of which was one foot and two inches long, one inch and two inches wide, and three inches thick, with characters engraved in jade and filled with gold.

Li Qi did all this silently, no longer caring about anything outside, and he really ignored the situation outside.

By the time the brand new altar was completed, several hours had passed and it was already dark.

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

Li Qi looked at the vision of Qi and looked at the sky.

There is red energy like fire, which lights up the ground, and the flames fall on the ground, bursting out like scattered beads, and the evil energy scatters in the sky. Three-hour derailment, rivers and mountains collapse, and when it falls, the stagnation of energy is enough to kill people, and the evil signs are enough to cause chaos.

The whole world has entered the army, which is a sign of military chaos.

The results of the divination came into Li Qi's eyes.

This world is about to fall into endless war.

There are people dying of hunger in the wild, and they don’t know how to harvest them. Dogs and pigs cannibalize people.

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

The tendons of the dog's tibia are still soft, and the blood of the crow's skull has not yet dried.

Iron Man was also sad to see this.

This is a disaster sweeping the world. Perhaps it is just a trivial matter in all the worlds. There may even be countless 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 was the question that confused him before, about the Tao that he identified.

The 'righteousness' of the world and the 'righteousness' of the individual...if they conflict, then what does it matter?

Just like now, if you want to save the 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 the choice?

Li Qi had no answer.

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

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

This was expected by Li Qi, so he was not surprised.

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

Then, recite the congratulatory message:

"The scriptures of the holy kings have been cultivated for hundreds of generations. The meaning of suburban sacrifices belongs to the three spirits. They are adapted to the conditions of the times and the rituals are based on emotions. There is no respect greater than heaven, no rituals above the clan, and strict matching and Zhaosheng. Why should it be an odd number? Today, I will offer it in a constant manner and respect purity."

"Fuyue Zhenhai is full of high mountains and wide waters. From the creation of heaven and earth to the present day, the energy of heroic spirits has been gathered and transformed into gods. They must all be ordered by heaven. Heaven controls the heroic spirits, their love moves and their breasts move, and they use their eyes to see, and deeply complain about the filth. Da Cun Ji Le, since the sun and stars are hanging, can it be said to be immortal. Even if there are rotten bones and rotten flesh, they will be applied to the land and flow into the rivers and valleys. They will not avoid water and fire, so that the world will follow this, and the world will die and wish to die young. ”

The meaning of this speech is self-evident.

As he chanted, the entire altar burned brightly. The Burning Sacrifice itself was a one-time sacrificial method, striving to fully convey the power.

The sacrifices were also broken.

But saw the sacrifice——

It is a closed Lingxiao flower.

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Outside the world barrier, the Green Mountain God, who was presiding over the formation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ah, it's you. You actually dare to come out. Do you really think it can have any effect?" Jin Teeth said lightly, with a completely unconcerned expression.

But he saw the Holy King of the Holy Flame Clan standing above the barrier of the world.

The demons sneered and sneered, discussing how to use this person to strengthen the formation.

He didn't speak, just stepped forward silently.

There was no sword in his hand, so he made a fist.