Chapter 258: The Blood Alliance Pretends to Be Dizzy

After returning to Qiantian Mountain City, and the overall situation was settled, he could no longer ride a horse. According to Zong Lan's words, it is a loss of identity.

And the fourth-order wind-riding steed snatched from Feng Yu was just abandoned and replaced with a dragon chariot, and the whole body was actually made of gold. It is inlaid with precious stones, shining golden. In short, whatever material looks luxurious, use that material. A total of eighteen fourth-order horse-drawn horses with dragon horns and wings are really extremely majestic and extravagant.

This is Zong Weiran's car from before, and it looks extremely cool. But Zong Shou couldn't help it, a little contemptuous of Zong Weiran's taste. This is a bit too upstart.

But when he saw those Qiantian Mountain people around him, his face was full of longing and awe, and he was thoughtful, or Zong Weiran's taste was not too low.

Most people in this era are struggling to survive, how do they know what style is?

On the contrary, it is not as good as this kind of gorgeous chariot, which in his eyes is simply scum, which is more shocking.

And when Zongshou, surrounded by tens of thousands of imperial guards and mighty dangdang, reached the top of Deqiantian Peak. That Zongshi and others have disappeared. They sent people to search everywhere, but they couldn't find these people.

This is not what Hu Qianqiu and the others expected, the universe has been set, no matter how much the Zong Shi tried his best, it would not be possible to reverse it. If you don't leave at this time, you can only wait for death. If it were anyone, they would run away immediately.

Zong Shou thought the same way, but he still had some precautions in his heart. Now that the members of the Xue family have already intervened and used the Magic Fog Mixin Dafa, then maybe they will also bring the 'Magic Mind Mirror' to this eighth-level magic weapon of illusion. He is already well-known.

If it is intentional to hide, then just lurk down and stay still.

So unless it is a martial artist at the first level of Tianwuzong, or a spiritual master who travels day by day, it is extremely difficult to detect.

And at this moment, even if his spiritual power has reached the middle of the night travel realm, it is impossible for him to see through the traces of this spiritual weapon.

The sword is still attached to the body, and the body is covered with heavy armor. But when he walked all the way into the Chongzheng Hall and sat on the throne of the Demon King, there was still no 'accident, happened.

Zong Shou was quite astonished, there was a spiritual array here to protect him. Especially this dragon chair deep in the hall has a separate spirit array. If those people wanted to play assassination or something, it would be even more difficult.

Are these people really planning to give up? That Zong Shi knows current affairs like this?

He scanned the hall carefully, but still saw nothing suspicious. Zong Shou couldn't help frowning, and pondered for a while. Then my mind relaxed a little. With a smile on his face, he looked at the many people in the hall who were busy,

People like Zong Lan, in particular, are too busy to touch the ground.

The era before Lingchao can still be regarded as a barbaric era, and it is far from having as many red tapes as later generations.

And Yunlu in the east, in the eyes of many people in this era, is a barren land, and it is not so particular.

But after all, it is the succession ceremony of the lord of a city or even a country, but it can't be too simple, just a group of people shouting the lord of the city is a thousand years old, and it's over. There is a complete set of ceremonies, the more grand and complicated it is, the more noble the demon king's status is, and it also represents the respect of the people under his command to the demon king.

Therefore, although the succession ceremony is a little cumbersome, it is very cumbersome and very reasonable.

As for the king of the monster clan, the ritual style is even more peculiar. First, he must form a blood alliance with all the tribes of the monster clan. Then there is the slaughter of three sacrifices to tell the heavens.

The original custom is to slaughter the living and choose sinners from their respective tribes. The more people killed, the higher the standards in the eyes of the members of the monster tribe, the more satisfied and at ease.

However, after Zong Weiran created the Qiantian Mountain, he abolished the bad habits of the monster race. Every year, all the sacrifices are simple, and it is considered a matter of slaughtering some pigs and dogs.

Zong Shou naturally didn't intend to restore living sacrifices, it was too barbaric and inhumane.

But when he saw Hu Qianqiu ordered someone to bring a big gold jar and put it in the center of the hall. When pouring a jar of wine into it, the color still changed slightly.

Sure enough, when everything is ready. Hu Qianqiu was the first to stand beside the wine vat, and when he cut his hand, the blood flowed out.

Zong Shou watched the weight until Hu Qianqiu put a weight of more than ten catties, then he stopped.

At this time, Hu Qianqiu's complexion was already pale, and his legs were visibly limp and trembling. But it was a proud and provocative gaze. He glanced at everyone with a look of pride in his eyes. Going like a dragon and a tiger, he returned to his original position.

Zong Shou's scalp suddenly went numb, but it was just a blood oath, so it was necessary to be so exaggerated?

Fortunately, Hu Zhongyuan is not far away, and someone can ask. When Zong Shou looked over, Hu Zhongyuan immediately whispered triumphantly: "Your Majesty, I don't know! According to the rules of our monster clan, the more blood is spilled during this blood oath, the more sincerity and boldness you have. The more loyal you are to your majesty. Of course, there are other meanings. The more energetic you are, the stronger your body. You can’t show weakness in this respect. My father actually shed a whole bucket of blood. one"

Zong Shou was slightly taken aback, thinking that there is still such a custom? Why don't I know?

After Hu Zhongyuan was Chai Yuan, who was still a little depressed before, but now he refused to show weakness in the slightest. After humming, he also cut his wrist veins, and the blood gushed out like a spring,

After half a sound, the body fell down far away. It was about half a bowl more than Hu Zhongyuan, and then he smiled, raised his chin towards Hu Qianqiu, and then staggered back.

The third is Lingxuan, the patriarch of the Mulang clan, who is also a ruthless person. The blood released was actually only a little worse than that of Hu Zhongyuan. He almost fainted on the spot, and was supported by someone before returning to his seat.

However, this move is obviously very popular, not only everyone in the hall, but all of them have serious expressions. The surviving generals of the wolf clan who had not been purged all showed signs of admiration.

The patriarchs of the following clans were all exactly as Hu Zhongyuan said. The more blood was spilled, the more arrogant they became, and they all walked in a figure-of-eight stance, extremely proud. And those who are weak and have less blood, all of them are ashamed, covering their faces with their sleeves, and they are almost ashamed to see people. When more than two hundred tribes have finished bleeding, the golden jar is almost full of blood. The fishy smell was overwhelming.

But this is not over yet, next are the civil servants and generals with some status in the city. These people were just passing along, meaning it was fine. But they also competed one by one, fearing that not much blood would be shed.

Zong Shou couldn't help but rolled his eyes, it seemed that there were people in the hall who were deficient in blood. He thought that if a strong enemy attacked Qiantian Mountain at this time, they would definitely be defeated in one go and wiped out in one go. This custom is too stupid, I must abolish it in the future, and the banquet will definitely be abolished!

Among the crowd, they also saw Yin Yang Liancheng and Hu Qianqiu, both of whom held important positions,

Yin Yang is the commander of the fourth town of the Forbidden Army, and Lian Cheng is also a captain, barely qualified to participate in the succession ceremony, but they all stand at the end of the hall.

However, he imitated others and cut a bloody wound on his wrist without blinking. He looked very heroic and mighty, and Zong Shou wanted to beat someone up.

Only Zong Yuan didn't care about other people's eyes at all, he just let out a few drops of blood and it was over, which made him quite gratified.

In the end, it was Zong Shou's turn, stared at by thousands of eyes in the hall, and stood in front of the golden blood vat.

The original intention was to imitate the last blood oath, just put on a show, let out a few drops of blood and it's over.

But at this moment, the eyes of everyone, thousands of eyes, are all full of anticipation. Zong Shou couldn't help but feel helpless, people in this era have simple concepts. At this time, the more blood you bleed, the more everyone will recognize you. If you cheat, you will only be despised and unpopular.

I comforted myself in my heart, anyway, in this life, it only hurts this time. It's better to have so many people together than one by one.

Gritting his teeth suddenly, Zong Shou took the knife, closed his eyes and cut at the wrist, letting the blood splatter.

Pitying himself in his heart, since he came to this era, the only few times he was injured were all because of the blood oath.

About half of the blood was released, and Zong Shou already felt dizzy. Then inspiration came out, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he closed them directly, and lay down on his back with a golden-purple face.

The people around him, Dad was startled, and stretched out their hands to help. Armed with Zong Shou, he returned to the throne above. Zong Shou was finally woken up after pressing people again and pouring pills.

But at this moment in the palace, whether it is Hu Qianqiu, or Chai Yuan, the old ministers who have not yet done so, are all crying and very moved.

Although the son is indeed weaker, he is really not panicked. He is the son of the first king, with the demeanor of a king. Do you see how honest and sincere this is? In order to swear to everyone, they all fainted.

Only Hu Zhongyuan, scratching the back of his head, looked suspicious.

I wonder if the son's body is so weak?

It is true that the physical strength is very poor. After running for two hours, I have to pant. However, it does not mean that the body is weak. In his impression, under Shizi's frail body, his vitality and blood are strong, as strong as a cow.

Then came the blood alliance, and the priest distributed bowls of blood wine to everyone in the hall. Zong Shou also shared a bowl, but he felt bloody.

Ninety-nine percent of the bowl was filled with blood. Almost pinching his nose, he forcefully swallowed it down.

After the blood oath was completed, everyone knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times. Only then did the first half of the succession ceremony be completed.

Finally, there was a sacrifice to the heavens. Dozens of clan chiefs at the top of the ranks slaughtered three animals on the spot. Then, Zong Shou climbed up to the sacrificial platform that was also built on the top of Qiantian Peak alone, hanging on the side of the cliff, and the sacrificial ritual was announced by the priest, and after praying to the sky, it was considered over.

This is considered very formal in the east of Yunlu. Qian Tianshan's family has a great career, that's why.

But Dong Zongshou raised his brows and smiled when he saw the altar. He finally knew where Zong Shi and those people would attack. ! .