Chapter 1802 Blood on the Altar
There were still five or six days before the start of the Golden Sun Festival. In the days that followed, Qingyang, Tian Qinghe and others stayed in the square and waited slowly. They came relatively late. Although there were still people coming later, most of them were there to watch the fun, and few participated in the Golden Sun Festival.
Every time someone came, Monk Kongjian would be busy for a long time, going up to solicit business and act as a broker. However, there were few people who took the initiative to ask for the Golden Sun Festival, and there were even fewer people like Qingyang who were willing to participate in the Golden Sun Festival for others. Therefore, Monk Kongjian worked hard for a long time, but did not make a single deal.
Five or six days passed quickly, and more than a hundred people had gathered in the square, but only nineteen people actually participated in the Golden Sun Festival, and about three to four percent of them took the initiative to ask for it. There was a circular altar in the middle of the square, with a diameter of five or six feet and a height of less than ten feet. At this time, it was emitting a hazy white light, which seemed to have a natural attraction for the monks who had the Golden Sun Festival quota token.
Qingyang followed everyone and came to the altar involuntarily. Nineteen people stood on it without feeling crowded. What surprised Qingyang was that Monk Kongjian was one of them. Seeing Qingyang looking at him, Monk Kongjian smiled and said, "I received two self-requested quotas for the Golden Sun Festival from others. One was transferred to a fellow Taoist. I couldn't find anyone to take over the other one, so I had to do it myself. Two hundred thousand spirit stones are worth it for a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building."
As he spoke, the light on the altar became more and more vigorous. This was a sign that the Golden Sun Festival was about to begin. The method of opening the Golden Sun Festival was very simple. All participants only needed to use a drop of blood on the altar. The cultivators with the quota token must participate. If they did not take the initiative to drop blood on it, they would be severely punished. No one dared to have any crooked thoughts about it.
The monks present understood this principle, so they cut their arms and dripped a drop of blood on the altar. Nineteen drops of blood gathered on the altar, and then there was a humming sound, and a transparent light curtain rose, covering the entire altar and the monks on it.
Many people on the scene had heard about the Jinyang Festival, and some had even seen others participate in it before. It was said that after the altar was activated, the monks on it would be instantly teleported to another place, those who failed the test would be teleported back, and those who passed the test would disappear from then on.
However, this time the altar took a particularly long time to activate, which seemed to be a little different from usual. Even Qingyang thought that he was pretending to be a foundation-building monk and was discovered by the altar, so everyone was delayed in teleporting. However, this situation did not last too long. Just when everyone was getting impatient, a white light flashed, and the monks on the altar suddenly disappeared.
The monks in the audience looked at the monks who disappeared from the altar and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Another year of the Golden Sun Festival has begun. I don't know how many people will be selected this time. According to the practice of previous sessions, the elimination rate can basically reach 50%. Under normal circumstances, nine to ten people will be eliminated from nineteen people.
However, being eliminated from the Golden Sun Festival is not a bad thing, because the eliminated monks can still save their lives, but the whereabouts of all the selected monks are unknown. From ancient times to now, the Golden Sun Festival has been held countless times, but no selected monks have ever come back. Because of this, the Golden Sun Festival is regarded as a life-and-death disaster by the majority of monks. It's a pity that this kind of thing is compulsory to avoid, and many people can't avoid it. They can only bite the bullet and participate, hoping that they won't pass.
Many monks in the audience are relatives and friends of those who participated in the Golden Sun Festival. Although there are some who are just watching the fun, everyone is very concerned about how many people will come back alive in the end.
The Shicheng Lord and his wife were most concerned about their son's safety. Seeing Qingyang enter the altar as agreed and be teleported away smoothly, they all breathed a sigh of relief. This time, the spirit stones were not wasted, and their son escaped a disaster. However, this time, just because of their son's willful behavior, they spent more than 200,000 spirit stones and almost went bankrupt. The nature of the matter was too bad. They must discipline him after returning to avoid making similar mistakes in the future.
Tian Qinghe's uncle, the gray-bearded old man, also breathed a sigh of relief. He finally sent his nephew away, and he would no longer pose a threat to his younger generation. However, he still had some regrets in his heart. The most outstanding children of Wugui City were sent to the road of no return by himself. The future of Wugui City was bleak. After the death of the three brothers, all the remaining ones were foundation-building cultivators. Who else could support the entire Wugui City? But what else could he do? Who made him not his son?
Others might want to stay and watch the fun, but the Shicheng Lord and his wife and the gray-bearded old man had no interest in this. They had already finished their business and did not want to stay here for a moment, so they flew directly into the sky and headed in the direction they came from.
As for Qingyang, a white light flashed by, and Qingyang felt that he was in a trance for a moment, and the whole person appeared in another place. This process was exactly the same as the feeling of Qingyang being teleported by the teleportation array in the secret place of Jiuzhou Continent, but the time was too short. This altar should be a miniature teleportation array that teleported them to another place.
The teleportation array in the secret place of Jiuzhou Continent is very large, and it requires nine pieces of top-grade spirit stones to activate it. It teleported Qingyang to a place hundreds of millions of miles away in an instant. This time, the teleportation array can only be regarded as a miniature version. The essence and blood of the nineteen people can activate it, and the teleportation time is also very short. I remember that there was also a super large teleportation array inlaid with eighty-one top-grade spirit stones in the secret place of Jiuzhou Continent, which was secretly used by Master Lingxu. I don’t know where he was finally teleported to.
According to Qingyang’s calculation, the distance of this miniature teleportation array is at most a few hundred thousand miles, and it is definitely not out of Jinyang Valley. Before, Qingyang spent three years to find out the whereabouts of the One-horned Ghost King and Yu Mengmiao, but he got nothing. Not to mention the Thousand Buddha Sect, it was even difficult to see a Nascent Soul cultivator. Now seeing this large-scale Jinyang Festival, even the teleportation array is used. Even if it is only a miniature one, it is not something that ordinary forces can have. Maybe this time there will be some clues.
Qingyang felt around and found himself in another place, but it was quiet and he was the only one there. The other eighteen people who entered the altar with him were nowhere to be seen. It seemed that the test of the Golden Sun Festival was separate, and it all depended on each person's ability.
This was an abandoned temple with dilapidated Buddhist halls. Some had completely decayed and collapsed, while others were still barely supporting, covered with cobwebs and dust. The angry Vajra and compassionate Buddha statues inside looked particularly eerie and terrifying at this time.