Chapter 40 Sacrifice Ceremony "You seem a little nervous?" Wu Yong was wearing a slimming robe at this time, with his drooping black hair gently gathered up with a hairband. He sat cross-legged on a cushion in the back hall with his hands clasped together. Even though he was meditating with his eyes closed, he could feel the restlessness of the person pacing back and forth behind him. Wu Xuan rolled her eyes, raised her wings slightly, and sat down on the futon next to her. "How can I not be nervous? This is my first time." "Besides, am I really as good as you say?" Wu Xuan suddenly felt a little unconfident. When she just came out of the blessed land of the Boneless Forest, she still thought she was gifted and that ordinary sorcerers and Taoist priests would not be able to withstand a few of her spells. This trip to Danyang was all about the competition between the third-turn great magicians. Their magical powers could easily cover tens or hundreds of miles. Even ordinary alchemy masters could create the Hunyuan handprint of dozens of feet with a wave of their hands. It also severely changed her perception! "You are born with the magical power of fire, a half-demon body, and innate wisdom. I believe in you! So I dare to bet on your future." "If you don't have the confidence and can't do it well, that's fine. Your family can support you!" "The family is still quite powerful, isn't it?"
Wu Yong teased. After finishing the Qigong, he tilted his head to look at the tall half-demon with a specially made flowing colorful dress and a pair of strange feathers on her back, which had a unique contrasting beauty! After hearing this, Wu Xuan felt relieved. A smile appeared in her eyes, and her eyes narrowed into a beautiful arc. You’re a half-demon, you just can’t keep things hidden in your heart! The two finished their morning lessons. The Wu family mansion in Fuyao Mountain also became lively. Wu Yong issued a decree the night before, and today he would hold a Confession of Origin, changing Wu Xuan's surname and banner to include her in the Fuyao Wu family's side branch. He also had to hold a sacrificial ceremony to offer sacrifices to the two camps of the Grass God! At this time, cattle, sheep, deer, horses, fine wine, clear tea, incense and red candles were laid out in the North Garden throughout the mansion. There were also Taoists from various tribes, each holding a whisk, and flags in all directions with bells hanging on the flags, and eight large cowhide drums were set up on the left and right sides of the ancestral temple. Everyone chanted the blessing mantra! "Let's go! It's your turn as the protagonist." Wu Yong gently raised his right arm, took the half-demon woman in his arm, and led her slowly towards the ancestral temple. Along the way, flower petals were scattered from the sky, incense was burning in the incense burners on the streets, and the sound of drums was deep and slow, like the roar of the wild times. Boom!Boom!Boom! There was another desolate horn sound coming from nowhere, which made the blood boil in those who heard it, as if a page in the history book of time was being turned over and presented before their eyes. Wu Yong and his companion climbed the forty-nine steps in front of the ancestral temple hand in hand. On each step stood a boy holding a sword and a boy holding flowers, respectively. Swords protect the way, flowers celebrate blessings! Every time the two men stepped onto a step, the drum would sound heavily. For forty-nine steps, the drum sounded forty-nine times in total. Wait until the two of them have completely stepped into the ancestral temple. The three Taoists who protect the sect each held up a scroll of Taoist strategy in their hands. The first is the origin blood contract, which is one of the highest level contracts, and is a contract for accepting blood descendants, adopting children, passing on the direct bloodline, etc. It connects the fate and soul oath of the two. One is to inform the earth, to tell the ancestors, the heroic spirits, and the underworlds of all the worlds that the oath has been made. One is the Book of Oath, which declares that the Way of Heaven and the gods are united as one and have become one.
Wu Yong took the oath, filled in the real name of his deceased father and grandfather in the top column, then quickly turned to the last page and handed it to Wu Xuan! "There was a girl named Xuan! She was very intelligent and had excellent Taoism. She was a gifted woman, and she was gifted with the spirit of heaven and earth. When I saw her, I was very happy. I will marry her in the name of her father and grandfather!" "After joining our clan, you should respectfully observe filial piety and respect for your brothers and sisters, expand our clan's name and enhance our clan's prestige!" "Wu Xuan! Are you willing?" Wu Yong's face darkened and his tone became solemn. He swore to heaven and earth, and also shouted at Wu Xuan. The latter wrote his name crookedly on the Taoist contract, raised his head and met Wu Yong's eyes. "Wu Yong! I do." Although she didn't quite understand the steps of offering sacrifice to the Heavenly Source Blood, under the influence of such a serious atmosphere, Wu Xuan nodded heavily in agreement. The Taoist oath had been made, the Taoist contract had been completed. A loud thunderclap sounded out of nowhere, and the entire contract turned into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky. Zhongzhou. In the high sky between the Central Plains and the Central Plains, there is a snowy mountain range that stretches across the sky, more than ten thousand feet high, like an abyss. At the top of Yujing Mountain, a fairy mirror was hanging on the peak. Whenever a Taoist oath was made, the mirror would reflect the witnesses of both parties. At this moment, the reflection on the fairy mirror was the figures of Wu Yong and Wu Xuan standing side by side and swearing an oath to form a pact. All Dao contracts of medium quality and above will be inspected by the Immortal Mirror. If anyone breaks the contract, he will be hunted down by the Immortal Light for thousands of miles. Even someone as powerful as Zhenjun cannot escape. Daoqi is the first-class restriction used by Dao Court to enforce the Nine Provinces! After the two of them formed a bond, all the Taoist servants in the mansion bowed to Wu Xuan. Let’s all say respectfully! At this point, Wu Xuan entered the Wu family and became a member of the Wu family's side branch. She was also the fourth daughter of the Wu family in the contemporary era. "Zongzi is becoming more and more stubborn. How can he accept a half-demon like this into his mansion? I think he seems to have other ideas!" Outside the Beiyuan Ancestral Temple, three old Gangsha cultivators gathered to witness the formation of the Source Blood Dao Contract. At the same time, they had different opinions. "Hmph, Lai Da! You'd better control your stinky mouth and don't let yourself end up in a miserable situation!" Butler Jin raised his eyebrows and shouted. This is a moment. If they really treat this son of the clan as a young junior and keep pestering him, I'm afraid that this group of old guys will not have a good ending in the end. At this point, we have no choice but to think about security, change, and retreat! Each generation has its own things to do, and it’s time for them to let go. "Hehe! Of course I know that, but do you think this woman is really qualified to enter the ancestral temple and light the soul lamp?" The old butler Lai's eyes were full of unwillingness. Not everyone can enter the Wu family's ancestral temple. At least he does not approve of this half-human, half-demon woman who showed up halfway. "Whether you are qualified or not is not up to you to decide. Besides, Miss Xuan has already lit her soul lamp." A voice of neither arrogance nor servility was heard. It turned out that Wu Changgui had just returned from Danyang with six Taoist guards. Although he didn't know why the Zongzi held the Yuanqi Ceremony in such a hurry, he finally made it. After watching the two Taoist children light Wu Xuan's soul lamp and send it into the ancestral temple, Wu Yong walked down side by side with Wu Xuan, while Xu Miaoxi and Wu Lingxiu were still waiting at the steps of the ancestral temple.
When Wu Yong strode down the steps in big strides, Lady Xiyuan - Xu Miaoxi, Wu's legitimate daughter - Wu Lingxiu, and Wu's illegitimate daughter - Wu Xuan followed closely behind Wu Yong, and the four of them strode towards the sacrificial temple next to the ancestral temple. The Taoist boy and the Taoist cleaner next to them even ran to the temple ahead of the four people to perform the grand sacrificial ceremony. The number of servants in the Wu family was cut in half by Wu Yong, so that the expenditure of the mansion was reduced from more than 4 million Daozhu per year to more than 2 million. Therefore, the family was not as bloated as other noble families, which could not even gather two groups of Daoist boys for sacrificial ceremonies! I had to rush from one place to another. The most important affairs of a country are war and sacrifice! The same is true for the immortal soldiers and horses. Although the gods of each battalion of soldiers have great strength, their essence is still heroic spirits residing in the spiritual realm of the altar. Every time they conquer a certain area, they need to offer corresponding sacrifices to replenish their magic power with the spirits of the entire legal domain. There are even some noble families who are particularly good at conquests. They like large-scale conquests and would offer sacrifices to soldiers and horses whenever there is a conquest, big or small. The sacrifices are held very frequently, and they have trained a battalion of soldiers to a terrifying strength that can resist the True Lord! Although the Wu family had always been worshipped, such a grand sacrifice had not been held for hundreds of years. Here, Wu Shi spent millions of baht to prepare cattle, sheep, five kinds of animals, delicacies, tea, wine, sweets, incense, candles, spiritual desires, and spiritual manor fruits. The Changying Grass God of the Great Sacrifice Temple and even the Taoist Guardian Camp that stayed in the mansion also gained considerable benefits from this. All kinds of offerings were laid out from the temple gate all the way to the Beiyuan parade ground. As prayers continued to flow in, such a large-scale sacrifice was rare in the entire Dongzhou! Under this great sacrifice, the three battalions of the Grass God's rampant soldiers showed up in front of the temple without any scruples. There were silver-armored thunder soldiers, dark blood shadows, foot-high skeleton monsters, armored beasts, and golden-armored soldiers. Eat the essence of spirits, feast on the souls of spirits! "That's the Five Thunder Camp. I heard that the Thunder General is a true mage who can resist the attack of the Zhao ancestor head-on." "That's not all! Yesterday, this person also taught me the external alchemy method. I think in a short time, my Wu family will be able to return to the ranks of aristocratic families." "The other camps' Lords are not bad either. They are all the guardian gods of our Wu clan!!" Outside the temple, all the cultivators bowed down to the Wu family. Wu Yong led three members of the Wu family to hold a ceremony. The whole Fuyao Mountain was filled with spiritual light. The three altars became more prosperous after receiving various sacrifices and treasures. After enjoying the sacrifices, all the gods returned to the altars with satisfaction. Then, the huge spiritual charm of the temple spread to all directions. The sacrificial ceremony was held as planned, with precious light rising into the sky as if a rare treasure had appeared in the world, causing the cultivators in Dongjun who were dozens of miles away to exclaim in amazement. "What happened? Did a paradise appear? Or did a treasure appear?" "Isn't that Fuyao Mountain? The Fuyao Wu family's mansion is right there." "Wu family~Okay, that's fine." "." If the Fuyao Wu family, one of the three families in Dongjun, had a precious light shining in their mansion, then it would be fine, just pretend that you didn't see it. After all, the Jindan Master of the Zhao family is still paralyzed half-dead at this moment! A covenant was signed in the morning, followed by a grand sacrificial ceremony, which set the tone for the future development of the Wu family. The Wu family had one more clan member, and the three armies officially appeared in front of everyone outside. This clearly tells everyone that the Wu family's tiger's nest is still powerful even after its death! The leader of the Lei Camp, Taoist Ge, Commander Ge, strode up to Wu Yong after offering sacrifices and handed him a thick stack of pill recipes. "This is the way to make the elixir that I have tailored for you, the external elixir path. From tomorrow on, you must practice and take the elixir carefully, and only after 49 days can you condense the elixir!" "All kinds of spiritual medicines and precious materials are listed in this recipe. Go and have someone prepare them well. We will officially start tomorrow." Good guy! Wu Yong flipped through the recipes. Except for Cold Food Powder and Five Stone Powder, all the others required precious medicinal materials and precious stones. This set of external alchemy alone would almost empty the Wu family's treasury. Among wealth, friends, Dharma, and spiritual practice, the resources for spiritual practice are indeed ranked first. "Forty-nine days? Well, okay. It's just that the New Year's Eve in two months, I have to go to Yujing. I hope I can make it in time!" Wu Yong nodded slightly.
After putting the pill formula into his arms, Wu Yong had a plan in mind. Central Kyushu. The junction of Qing, Ji, Dong, Jiao, You and several states. A paper bridge carriage passed leisurely through the vast sea of clouds. The two ghostly horses pulling the carriage galloped without touching the ground. The whole carriage was like a ghost, lightly passing over the city walls and mountains, and drifting towards another world. That is the real Kyushu! That is the true destination of every monk. "what!!!" “It’s going to fall.” "Shut up!" A whisper came coldly from outside the paper bridge. The thousand-foot-high Yujing Mountains separate the Taoist temple from the mundane world. The white paper bridge floats over the Qingzhou cliff and flies straight to the mountain range that is like a natural moat. Several cultivators secretly glanced down through the window, and their bodies suddenly went limp. Below them was a vast, bottomless cloud. They didn't know when the paper bridge had flown into the air to a height of thousands of feet! And in the clouds, a huge beast was swimming and floating in the air. It had a streamlined body, looked like a dolphin, had fins like wings, and was as big as a mountain. Was it actually a cloud whale? The young ones are comparable to Gangsha, the adults are Jindan magicians, and those with a little Taoism are the fourth-level sky cloud whales. And there is a whole tribe in this Tianyuan! Xun Zhong was also extremely nervous. Although this was his second time flying across the Yujing Abyss on the floating paper bridge, how could he not be nervous about such a huge thing? After all, I'm just a warlock! I don't know which damn Taoist official assigned a task that only a formal Taoist historian can do to me, a mere sorcerer. Bringing the best-quality seeds of cultivation from the Nine Provinces to Yujing was supposed to be the job of the touring Taoist historians from various places, but for some reason, this year they, the children of the best-quality families, had to do the job instead. Xun Zhong is a direct descendant of the Xun family of Yujing. He usually lives in the Yujing Mountains, drinks water from the Tianchi Lake in the morning, and bathes in the Youli Spring at night. But now he has two ghost horses and a swaying paper bridge. After leaving the Taoist court, he traveled between the Taoist palaces in Jiuzhou. During this period of time, he can be said to have been living in the open air. Two ghost horses and a paper bridge led the most outstanding Taoists in Jiuzhou to and fro, leading them into Yujing. According to him, what's the point of making friends with elite Taoists and training a team? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him if the Taoists from various Taoist palaces saw his legs trembling every time he crossed the ten thousand feet deep Yujing Abyss? He made up his mind that after delivering this letter, he would quit this job on the pretext of reaching the Dan stage. Every time he crossed the abyss among those cloud whales, his legs could not help but tremble. How can a warlock do this? The pressure from the cloud whales alone can scare a warlock into a quail, right? The ghost horse pulled the carriage in the air for half an hour and finally touched the edge of the abyss. With a bang, the solid feeling of the paper bridge landing on the ground immediately put the six people on the bridge at ease. Xun Zhong lifted the door curtain, and the grass and trees on the Yujing Natural Moat were covered with frost. As soon as the door curtain was lifted, a cool breeze immediately invaded the carriage, making several cultivators shiver! "This is the outskirts of Yujing. What is Yujing like? I think this place, Yujing Pulse, should be the fairyland you yearn for!" "Here, you can see a corner of the heavens in the ancient times. Here there are Yangshen Zhenjun, corpse-transmutation semi-immortals, Taiyin corpse forms, Taoist generals who cultivate meridians and chakras, four-turn Lianxu who are immortal and can be called immortal, and ghost cultivators who enter the underworld and are neither alive nor dead." "This is Yujing, this is the sky of Kyushu!" "Welcome to Yujing. I sincerely hope that all of you Taoists can find your own path here." I have been busy all day today and have no time to update. I'll make it up tomorrow. Happy Dragon Boat Festival!! (End of this chapter)