Chapter 118 Exploring the Mysteries of Northern Tibet (61)

【drop! You got the bone flute of Dapeng’s golden right wing. You already have four items related to the survivors of the Shang Shung Kingdom. The collection progress is 4/5]

[You have entered the final stage of the main journey. The hotel reminds you that the difficulty of obtaining the last item will be ten times that of the previous items. Please act according to your ability and put your own safety first! 】

[Due to the huge disparity in strength, you will be prompted when the last item appears! 】

Thunder after thunder suppressed the sound of the hotel prompts to a minimum, and the bright lightning that tore the sky briefly illuminated the frozen face of the hawk flute descendant in shock and disbelief.

He didn't even care about the bone flute of the Dapeng's golden right wing that was taken away. He stared straight at the crown on Wei Xun's head, his whole body trembling, and his face sometimes turned black and sometimes turned white.

"This, this is..."

"crown."

Wei Xun good-naturedly told him: "The crown with the horns of the golden-winged roc."

"impossible!"

The heir of the eagle flute suddenly raised his voice, almost screaming.

How could it be the crown? How could the crown, which he couldn't even find, be in Wei Xun's hands? !

The first reaction of the descendant of the Eagle Flute was to grab it, but Wei Xun was faster and slapped his face with a bone flute, causing his cheeks to burn and hurt like a thorn snake whip.

This bone flute hurt the heir of the eagle flute and woke him up. A strong wind blew and made him shiver. It was as if he suddenly realized that he was at a king's sacrifice, a king's sacrifice that must not be missed.

No, we can't fight for it, it's too conspicuous, and it would be too embarrassing to make such a fuss at the sacrifice.

Noticing that there were other priests looking here in shock, the successor of the eagle flute suddenly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Priest Gu Xin, don't be joking."

But looking at the red eyes and slightly trembling hands of the heir of the eagle flute, I realized that his calmness was only superficial: "There is no such thing as the priest Gu Xin who is also the king in the Zhangzhong Kingdom. Please return the crown and bone flute to me quickly."

Yes, the Xiangxiong Kingdom does not have the idea of ​​​​Gu Xin priest serving as king. Wei Xun probably just wants to manipulate him - he is taking out the crown now to win over him.

The heir of the eagle flute seemed to have convinced himself, suppressed his shame and anger, calmed down again, and even looked at the top of the altar in a very suggestive way:

"King Shang Hung and Priest Gu Xin have always been one and the same. It is a great merit for you to find the lost crown. I believe that the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake will not blame you, but if you continue to delay and delay the sacrifice, the God will be angry."

The descendant of the Eagle Flute feels that what he hinted is very clear! He is willing to cooperate with Wei Xun and will not blame Wei Xun. Their common enemy is the big devil and they should be unanimous in dealing with the outside world!

"your?"

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows and played with the bone flute he just got. He glanced around and saw layers of altars from a high position. Those Xiangxiong survivors were kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. In the violent storm, they didn't even know what was going on above. matter.

When you stand high enough, people below you can no longer see you clearly. No one dares to take a closer look at whether the person standing at the top is a person or a dog.

Only the priests on the fifth floor were in disbelief, shocked and astonished, but they subconsciously lowered their heads when Wei Xun looked at them one by one - Wei Xun's image of being ruthless, powerful, and killing people at the slightest disagreement has been deeply imprinted on them. in their hearts.

No one dared to refute him!

"No, this is mine."

Wei Xun stared at him with great interest: "The crown, the eagle flute, the medal, the throne - ah, there is also Lama Cuocha, High Priest Yangjin, Guxin Skin... they are all mine."

ah!

ah! ! !

The Successor of the Eagle Flute almost got into a fight with Wei Xun so shamelessly that his mind was heavy and his back was like a gleam of light, thinking of the Xiangxiong remnants and priests, so many people were looking at him, and the Successor of the Eagle Flute was blue in the face. He felt blank for a while, feeling shameful, angry, and unwilling to swallow him up. He wished he could turn back time on the spot. He must kill Wei Xun first.

But at the same time, the successor of the Eagle Flute also thought that Xiangxiong's remnants and priests would definitely support him, kill Wei Xun on the spot, and take back the crown and scepter... No, he couldn't kill him. Wei Xun was a priest of Gu Xin and had to preside over it. King Sacrifice.

As long as Wei Xun sincerely repented, handed him the crown and scepter, and vowed to assist him forever and be his Guxin priest, that would not prevent him from continuing to live...

But after thinking about it for a long time, the successor of the Eagle Flute found that no one actually came up to help him!

Not that many people even noticed that the person wearing the crown and holding the eagle flute was not him.

When Wei Xun turned forward and walked towards the front of the sixth-floor altar, the people on the lower level of the altar even knelt lower and became more pious.

The altars on each level are circular, and the altar on the higher level is at the center of the altar on the lower level. From a bird's eye view, it looks like a circle within a circle, like a black vortex. The stairs to the altar are on the outermost side. After ascending to the sixth floor, Defender Xun walked half a circle along the altar and walked to the side facing Selincuo Lake. This is where the king and priest Xiangxiong walked after the sacrifice began. Where you should stand.

As he walked around, Wei Xun felt the gaze cast from the highest level of the altar, the seventh level, the giant black sheep representing the devil. It is like a thick shadow, only the sheep's face is white.

This kind of whiteness is more like peeling off the fur and flesh, directly exposing the skull, which looks extremely penetrating. The descendant of the Eagle Flute said that the consciousness of the great devil would come to the black sheep only after the king sacrificed. However, after communicating with Xu Yang and Yin Baitao respectively, Wei Xun knew that the power of the devil had probably already arrived. On this sheep.

Whether it was what Yin Baitao heard with his heart, the evil and rampant laughter, or when Xu Yang went to comb the wool and felt countless protrusions on the sheepskin, which were like human fingernails, it all showed that this sheep had long been abnormal. .

So when Wei Xun was negotiating with the Successor of the Eagle Flute, he was partially focused on the Successor of the Eagle Flute, and the rest was all focused on the Demon Black Sheep. But the other party didn't react at all.

Is it really feasible for Priest Guxin to serve as the king at the same time, or is it that Lama Cuoca and High Priest Yangjin have already begun to strengthen the seal, and the devil has no time to pay attention to it?

Tap tap tap.

Rapid footsteps sounded behind him, and it was the descendant of the Eagle Flute who was chasing after him. He planned the king's sacrifice and had been looking forward to clearing his bloodline for so long. How could he back down due to a sudden accident?

"You are not of Xiangxiong blood, you are fake, the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake will be angry, and no one here can escape!"

He scolded in a low voice: "So many people will die because of you!"

"Recognize your identity, you have no right to speak to the king like this."

Wei Xun ignored his clumsy threats and did not argue with him: "Step back."

[Hahahaha, fuck, it feels so good, I really didn’t expect it to feel so good! 】

[When I became the high priest, I thought it was the peak of pleasure, but the second priest said where is this? When I killed the second priest, I thought it was enough, but the fifth, seventh, and tenth priests jumped out and slapped me in the face. I’ll stop fucking thinking, otherwise I’ll lose my face again]

[Can you still do this? ? Wei Xun is too bold! I was really impressed when he took out the crown at this time. I thought he had been hiding the crown all this time because he wanted to win over the successor of the Eagle Flute at the critical moment]

[Laughing to death, the descendant of the Eagle Flute also thinks so]

[The Successor of the Eagle Flute is counting, but Brother Wei is treating him like a dog! 】

[Why doesn’t this Eagle Flute Heir have such a thick face apply for a job as a city wall? He cooperates with the devil to perform this evil ritual. If I were a policeman, I would have shot him a hundred times! 】

[Yes, he is not of the orthodox Xiangxiong bloodline. If he can be King Xiangxiong at the king's sacrifice, then I think Wei Xun can too! 】

【Be confident! The successor of the eagle flute is better equipped than Wei Xun. Wei Xun now has the crown, eagle flute and brooch in his hand. This is the standard outfit of King Xiangxiong! 】

[Brothers, if Wei Xun does this, will the sacrifice be destroyed? If this is the case, has everyone learned the unprecedented method of destroying sacrifices? 】

[If you learn nothing, you will learn nothing]

【Learning now】

The lively discussion atmosphere in the live broadcast room did not affect the cold rainy night. The descendant of the Eagle Flute felt like the sky was filled with ice and fire. When he looked at the Xiangxiong crown on top of Wei Xun's head, his mood was as hot as boiling water and he couldn't help scratching his arms.

He used secret techniques to transform his bloodline, and he was able to feel items related to the Golden-winged Roc. What is on Wei Xun's head is the real crown with golden wings and roc horns.

The successor of the Eagle Flute originally thought that the crown was lost, and even the demon only had the bone flute. The crown was the most important item of King Shang Hung, more important than the bone flute and scepter combined.

If he had the crown in hand, why would he bother to make excuses with the big devil to please Wei Xun? He alone can take control of the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake after ascending to the throne, and suppress the great devil so that it will never be able to stand up again.

The descendant of the Eagle Flute was so excited by his fantasy that he couldn't control himself. His cheekbones turned red. He turned to look at Wei Xun's back, and his heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave.

It's useless no matter how good he thinks, the crown is now in Wei Xun's hands. Moreover, when he saw the real crown just now, he was so shocked that he even took the bone flute away from him.

Thinking that the successor of the eagle flute was anxious and angry, and refused to admit it. Without the bone flute in his hand, the king would probably not admit his identity when he went to the sacred mountain and holy lake to offer sacrifices - he was the true bloodline of the golden-winged roc, the real elephant. With the bloodline of a male king, who else could be the king besides him? !

He only thought that he was worried about the sacrifice. This bone flute was given to him by the devil, and the devil definitely did something to it. He has so many magic weapons and treasures, and is protected by the golden-winged roc, so he is not afraid of demons. But what if Wei Xun is killed? Even if the successor of Ying Flute wants to kill Wei Xun now, he knows that priest Gu Xin must not be missing from the sacrifice.

He also planned to wait for the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake to recognize him, and then join forces with Wei Xun to counterattack the Chabalaren Demon Army and seal it.

He didn't want to really release the devil, he would be killed too.

You said it so clearly, why didn't Wei Xun listen? !

Wei Xun treats the successor of the eagle flute as if he is a little gold, and he is like a bitch who wants to build an archway. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Why, you want to use the big devil and Wei Xun to complete the king's sacrifice and ascend to the throne, and then use him to seal the big devil?

You are allowed to take advantage of all the good things inside and outside the co-author, and Wei Xun does all the dirty work. How can you just throw it away and kill the donkey after the big devil uses it?

Wei Xun originally thought that the descendant of the eagle flute had some intelligence, but now he is convinced that the descendant of the eagle flute has been spoiled by Amara and the remnants of Zhang Xiong, and he only thinks about good things even at his age.

"You have to understand that when the sacrificial words are recited, it is you and I who are thinking together."

Seeing that the descendant of the eagle flute had actually arrived at the sacrificial site, he did not dare to make any more noise. The voice seemed to be forced out from between the teeth: "There must be at least two people worshiping the king, otherwise-"

"Didn't you come with me?"

Wei Xun looked at him in surprise, as if questioning why he talked so much.

Yes, there are two people, one is a human and the other is a sacrificial king. This makes sense.

The eagle flute man made a comment and his face darkened. He didn't say it anymore, but that didn't mean that the successor of the Eagle Flute gave up.

Leng Yu beat him away from his rage and was ecstatic and unwilling to be ashamed. The descendant of the Eagle Flute calmed down again and finally stopped thinking about regaining the crown and killed Wei Xun.

One is that he cannot be killed, and the other is that Wei Xun is stronger than him.

Wei Xun comes from that mysterious 'hotel' and is the strongest 'captain'. Judging from the way he used to kill the priests, even if other Xiangxiong survivors and priests attack him in groups, they may not be able to kill him. Drop him.

Naturally, there are different attitudes toward the weak and the strong about the same thing. People who inherit the eagle flute are not stupid. He has been looking forward to this king sacrifice for more than ten years. The most important thing now is that the sacrifice is successful and he becomes the Xiang Hung King recognized by the holy mountain and holy lake. Everything else can be put aside for the future.

What's more, even if Wei Xun has the crown and the eagle flute in his hand, he may not be able to be King Xiangxiong. He still doesn't understand the problems in the sacrificial speech.

"Priest Gu Xin will recite the sacrificial words first."

The successor of the eagle flute had a straight face, looking at the dark Lincuo Lake in the distance, and actually lowered his voice to remind Wei Xun.

"After the sacrifice begins, the sacrificial words will appear in your ears with a buzzing sound - just follow the sound and read it."

That's why he needs someone closest to the priest of Gu Xin. This humming between the sacred mountain and the sacred lake can only be heard by the real priests recognized by the mountain and lake. The more he hears and recites, the more the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake recognize this sacrifice, and the greater the power it exerts. The 'consecrated' King Xiangxiong will have stronger power.

Wei Xun has the human skin of the Gu Xin priest, as well as the protection of the holy beasts Snow Leopard and White Wolf King. Even if he does not know the classic scriptures of Bon religion, he is the most suitable candidate for the priest. There is no doubt about this.

Taking advantage of a little time before the sacrifice began, the eagle flute successor quickly said:

"The sacrificial words first include the confession of the priest Gu Xin, which is recognized by heaven and earth, and then the sacrifices are offered to the sacred mountains, holy lakes and all nature, which induces the power to come and canonize the king. Finally, the gods come and the ceremony is completed."

The successor of the Eagle Flute spoke frankly, there was no need for him to lie here. After a pause, he said again:

"After you are recognized as the priest of Guxin by the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake, the identity of the priest is confirmed. You cannot be canonized as the king later. When the sacrifice fails, the devil notices something strange, and everyone will die, so you It’s better to give me the crown and eagle flute..."

His voice became even lower: "Don't worry, now that this place is being watched by the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake, the devil will not appear. We have to wait until the end of the sacrifice and the devil descends on the black sheep. At that time, you and I will work together to kill him..."

The devil is invisible and has terrifying power that ordinary people cannot contend with. Only when his consciousness comes to the black sheep is the most vulnerable time. When he and Wei Xun kill the black sheep and let the White Wolf King devour the black sheep, the demon will be severely damaged. When they use the power of the sacred mountain and holy lake to strengthen the seal, the demon will have to be sealed for at least another hundred years.

When the demons revive in a hundred years, they won't have anything to worry about.

[The criminals are telling the truth! 】

'Police' is not just a simple identity, it brings some special benefits to Wei Xun, such as a 'lie detector' (which can determine the truth and lies told by criminals), as well as firearms expertise and combat expertise. Fine, you won’t die until the ambulance arrives, and these are the five characteristics of slang.

It was almost as if the hotel had cheated on him.

This made Wei Xun think deeply. The purpose of hotels has always been to train tourists and stimulate their maximum potential. The 'Police' status it gives Wei Xun comes with five bonus features. Not only is he an excellent traveler, the hotel gives him corresponding 'protection', but also the difficulties the 'Police' will encounter next are too great.

I am afraid that the hotel has judged that there is a disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves. Wei Xun's own strength and his status as a policeman still put him at a disadvantage, and he can barely fight against the opponent. He has to go through infinite trials and setbacks to have a small chance of success.

Without the identity of the police, Wei Xun is no match for the other party and will die immediately upon encounter, which would lose the meaning of training.

The only people who can make the hotel make such a judgment are the Great Demon Chabalaren and the Lake Gate leading to the Demon Kingdom.

From this, it can be concluded that sealing the devil again is not as simple as the successor of the Eagle Flute said. Even if the sacrifice is destroyed, there is a high chance that the big devil will unblock it. It would be better if he had both the crown and the eagle flute in his own hands. Wei Xun never thought of cooperating with the successor of the eagle flute.

On the contrary, the fact that the descendant of the Eagle Flute was considered a criminal by the hotel made him think deeply.

Ordinary people may naturally think that the vast majority of them are criminals after knowing about bloody sacrifices, slaves, and the cruel evil deeds of 'gods' to witches, and the descendant of the Eagle Flute who caused all this is the proper criminal leader. .

But Wei Xun didn't think so.

The hotel is not a good place either. The eldest brother doesn’t laugh at the second brother. What The Legend of the Eagle Flute has done is just drizzle compared to some tour guides.

Since there is no justice, how can we talk about crime?

What's more, the successor of the Eagle Flute is a 'receiver', which is equivalent to a partner of the hotel. Regardless of their strength, their status in the journey should be the same as that of Li Gui Pingping.

In other words, what the heir to the Eagle Flute did before was nothing to the hotel. And something he did in the third attraction was judged as "criminal" by the hotel staff.

Therefore, Wei Xun, the "excellent traveler", is asked to punish the criminals.

Wei Xun guessed that the hotel gave him police status and various preferential treatment in the hope that he would prevent the Heir of the Eagle Flute from committing crimes and arrest him and return him to the hotel - or even shoot him on the spot.

As for what he did, which was considered a crime by the hotel... Wei Xun had some guesses.

Wei Xun pondered: "You are telling the truth."

The successor of the Eagle Flute said anxiously: "Of course I am telling the truth! If you want to seal the devil, you should listen to me——"

Wei Xun: "I don't listen."

The Eagle Flute Heir:? ! !

In order to maintain seriousness, the Eagle Flute Heir and the Guxin Priest should look at the holy lake and not look around or look at each other. Therefore, the Eagle Flute Heir cannot look at Wei Xun's expression at this moment, even if he is almost angry to death by Wei Xun again.

The Eagle Flute Heir gave up the idea of ​​persuading Wei Xun, calmed down, and contemplated his heart.

As he said, after the sacrifice began, the identity of the Guxin Priest was first confirmed, and then the eldest prince and the Guxin Priest offered sacrifices to the sacred mountain, holy lake and nature together. This is the key.

The Eagle Flute Heir spent decades, even at the cost of trading with the devil, and used secret methods to change his bloodline. As the eldest prince, he is certainly qualified. It's just that without the crown and the Eagle Flute, it is difficult for him to pass the later stage of enthroning the king.

The Eagle Flute Heir dreams of the king's sacrifice, and has read all the classics and historical books of the Xiangxiong Kingdom, especially those related to sacrifice and enthronement.

Therefore, when he cooperated with the devil, he keenly discovered the devil's plan.

The great devil Chabalaren said that he was still sealed and sent his daughter, the Storm Demon General, to watch the ceremony. This was naturally an honor and a shelter for the Eagle Flute Heir.

But the Eagle Flute Heir knew that the devil was no good. He had been carefully cultivated by Amara since he was a child and was proficient in various Bon scriptures and history. Naturally, he knew that the Storm Demon General was said to be the daughter of the great devil, but in fact it was his demonic spirit that had transformed into a physical body. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a devil.

The key is to offer sacrifices to the sacred mountain, the holy lake and all nature here.

The rainstorm is, of course, also a part of nature.

The words of this sacrifice were roughly recited by the Guxin priests first, and all living things on the altar were dedicated to the sacred mountain, the holy lake and all nature. Then the great prince of Zhangzhung also expressed his attitude.

The myriad creatures on the altar include the Guxin priests and the Zhangzhung king, as well as various Zhangzhung warriors and priests. But in fact, they belong to the Zhangzhung Kingdom, especially the Guxin priests, who are equal to the Zhangzhung king and the sacred mountain and lake, and will certainly not be sacrificed.

But if the sacrifice object includes the rainstorm demon, it will be different.

I am afraid that once the Guxin priests and his eagle flute descendants really recite this sacrificial word, they will really become the sacrifices of the rainstorm demon, that is, the great demon Chabalaren, and be at his mercy!

Once it really develops to this point, the consequences will be disastrous! The descendants of the eagle flute do not know what the Lake Gate is. This is a secret known only to the lamas of Xiaolin Temple and the Guxin priests of all generations. But think about turning yourself into a demon sacrifice, it will definitely not be a good thing.

Therefore, he prepared for a rainy day and studied hard to change the sacrificial words to remove the "rainstorm" from nature. When the sacrifice really reaches this point, he will not recite the sacrificial words that ring in his mind, but will recite the ones he changed.

The sacrificial words were in the ancient Zhangzhung language, an ancient language that existed more than 1,600 years ago and has long since disappeared in time. Even the remnants of the Zhangzhung people, the current Bon priests, probably only understand a few characters. Only Gandan Baiju, who had been diligent and intelligent since childhood, learned all the Zhangzhung language by himself with the help of Amara.

Even though the Zhangzhung Kingdom has long disappeared and been abandoned by time, he still seriously studies all these things that have long been useless, thinking that the history of the Zhangzhung Kingdom will not disappear completely, and take on the responsibility of the eldest prince.

Who wants... that's all.

The eagle flute inheritor contemplates his heart, without sadness or joy, all the resentment, depression and anger are gone. The only thing he wants now is to become the real Zhangzhung King through this king's sacrifice.

Since Wei Xun is unwilling to cooperate, he will not remind Wei Xun, and when the sacrifice arrives there-

The lightning and thunder stopped at some point, leaving only the heavy rain still pouring down. Except for the sound of rain, there is no other sound in the world, noisy and silent. Wei Xun felt the eagle flute in his hand slightly warm.

He could not see the crown of the golden-winged Roc horn glowing in the dark night, but in fact, this light penetrated the endless darkness and was incredibly reflected on each layer of the altar. No matter what everyone was thinking about, they suddenly calmed down.

Plop, plop.

Crash--

The sound of heartbeats and the sound of heavy rain gradually merged into one, and then returned to silence. In the end, only the voice of the high priest Gu Xin on the altar could be heard.

Wei Xun felt that words appeared in his mind, primitive and simple, more like strange syllables, completely different from modern words. Wei Xun could not understand its meaning, but could only feel the power contained in it.

"Gurkha, Zantuo, Bu."

When Wei Xun imitated the pronunciation and read out the first syllable, the feeling in the dark, the lake hidden in the darkness, and the snow-capped mountains in the distance, all became particularly clear, as if he could "see" every snowflake on the vast snow-capped mountains and the water drops in the holy lake. The nature of heaven and earth, sacred mountains and holy lakes have existed since ancient times. I don’t know how many years have passed and how many secrets they have hidden.

In an instant, Wei Xun was almost swallowed up by the vast and heavy feeling that came over him, and he was completely lost in the vast nature. But the skin of the Guxin priest behind him was hot, and he regained his consciousness in an instant.

Not everyone can recite this sacrificial words that can move the nature of heaven and earth, only the Guxin priest.

"Karda, Kulunnaduo, Jipuran."

Wei Xun continued to recite. He didn't know what these syllables meant at first, and could only vaguely understand its general meaning.

But he has the "expertise in black language" brought by his identity as a policeman.

The so-called black language is naturally the "jargon" that criminals understand but ordinary people don't understand.

Judging from the standard alone, the sacrificial words in the ancient Xiangxiong language also meet this standard, and Wei Xun can understand the meaning of the sacrificial words. Just as the successor of the Eagle Flute said, the sacrificial words he is reciting now are to offer sacrifices to the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake. He confesses his identity as the priest of Gu Xin and is recognized by heaven and earth.

But Wei Xun didn't believe that the successor of Ying Flute would give up his status as king so easily and his canonization as king. It is true that what he said may be true. Gu Xin's priest moonlighting as a king will not succeed. At that time, Wei Xun will either give him the crown and the eagle flute and let the successor of the eagle flute become King Xiangxiong, or the failure of the sacrifice will attract the attention of the devil.

But whether the sacrifice failed or not, for Wei Xun, it was just a matter of whether he would face the devil sooner or later. Anyway, he would have to fight sooner or later. For the descendant of the Eagle Flute, the meaning is different. The sacrifice failed, and his decades of hard work were in vain. He will no longer be able to become King Xiang Hung. He may even be in danger of death because he borrowed the power of the devil.

He will never sit still and wait for death. I am afraid that there is a fraud in this sacrifice, and it will be discovered and used by the descendants of the Eagle Flute.

Although he had secretly ordered Xu Yang to be prepared, Wei Xun was still thinking.

Sacrifice, sacrifices on the altar, sacrifices on the altar... Sacrifice to the sacred mountain, holy lake and all nature, nature, heavy rain, devil...

Wei Xun figured it out.

The heir of the eagle flute stared solemnly at Serincuo Lake, and heard the sacrificial words coming from Wei Xun's mouth. Even though he should keep his mind calm now, the more the heir of the eagle flute listened, the more surprised he became. Wei Xun actually recited the entire sacrificial words. The words are simplified without any errors or omissions.

In other words, he heard all the sacrificial words, and the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake fully recognized him as the priest of Guxin!

This is, this is really... a good thing. Unexpectedly, in today's era, there are still Guxin priests who can be fully recognized. The sacrifices he presides over will receive the highest recognition from the Holy Mountain and the Holy Lake, and the strongest King Xiang Hung can be canonized.

Even if he is the descendant of the Eagle Flute, his heart trembles.

If Wei Xun is willing to assist him and cooperate with him... forget it.

The eagle flute spreads the eyes, nose and heart, and solemnly recites the sacrificial words. The long tunes like reciting epic poems sound like singing.

As the eldest prince, he also recognized Wei Xun as the priest of Gu Xin.

The first stage of the sacrifice is completed!

The next step is to offer the sacrifices on the altar to heaven and earth, to the sacred mountains and holy lakes, to all nature and... to the heavy rain, to the devil.

The hand of the successor of the Eagle Flute suddenly clenched tightly. Wei Xun and he almost repeated this section of the memorial speech. Wei Xun read one sentence first, and he read another sentence immediately after. When Wei Xun recited the name of Heavy Rain and sacrificed himself to the devil, he would most likely become a sacrifice to the devil and be controlled by the devil!

But except for Wei Xun, the others on the altar will not become the devil's 'sacrifice', because he, the successor of the eagle flute, has not recited the sacrificial words and has not agreed!

The entire people and animals on the altar must be sacrificed to the gods only after the decision is made by the priest Guxin and King Xiangxiong. Only they themselves can make the decision. In other words, after Wei Xun recited the sacrificial words, the only one who was sacrificed to the devil was himself.

Of course, Wei Xun has the White Wolf King, who comes from the magical 'hotel'. The descendant of the Eagle Flute believes that he will never be completely controlled by the devil directly, but he may not be able to control his body.

The successor of the eagle flute can take advantage of that moment to take back his eagle flute and crown, and then read out the adapted sacrificial speech! In this way, the sacrifice words of Priest Guxin and Prince Xiangxiong are inconsistent, and the second phase of the sacrifice will not be completely completed. At least on the "Heavy Rain" where they clashed, "Heavy Rain" will not receive sacrifices other than Wei Xun. Taste.

Even because Wei Xun is the priest of Gu Xin, it is impossible for the devil to fully obtain Wei Xun before the sacrifice is completely completed.

With the crown and the eagle flute in hand, the successor of the eagle flute can completely abandon Wei Xun, forcefully recite the sacrificial words, and let the sacrifice continue! Anyway, the power between heaven and earth has been aroused, and Wei Xun will no longer be needed to canonize the king, and he can no longer stop the sacrificial process.

When Gan Dan Bai Juzhen becomes King Xiang Hung, Wei Xun will no longer be able to take away the crown and eagle flute from him. Even the power he gained from his status as a priest of Guxin would be greatly reduced because he could not fully conduct the sacrifice. In this way, if he wants to seal the demon, Wei Xun can only join him, and he will gain all the initiative!

The winner will be him!

The successor of the eagle flute listened carefully as Wei Xun recited the names of the gods of the snowy mountains one by one. Every time he recited the names of the gods of the holy lake, a magnificent force poured into the seven-story altar. The giant black sheep that had been lying quietly on its side stood up, with the sheep's eyes His eyes penetrated the darkness and fell on Wei Xun.

Xu Yang clenched the three-color magic fire in his hand. In this large lamp that could only be held with two hands, under the three-color flame was not lamp oil, but a stone brick.

Wei Xun briefly talked to him before, and when he knew that Xu Yang would serve as a witch boy, standing next to the magic sheep during the sacrifice, and standing on the highest level of the altar, Wei Xun transferred the rights to use the stone bricks and magic fire to Xu Yang .

Once something goes wrong during the sacrifice and the magic fire turns black, Xu Yang will take action immediately. Use Xiaolin Temple stone bricks to seal Wei Xun, and use magic fire to burn Black Sheep.

‘What does it mean when the demonic fire turns black…? ’

‘It’s just that I’m controlled by the devil’

Xu Yang still remembered Wei Xun's smile and wrote lightly: "So Xu Yang, remember to use stone bricks in time."

That's being controlled by the devil! How could Brother Wei be so calm? !

Moreover, Brother Wei actually entrusted him with such an important task. This was such a huge amount of trust.

Xu Yang vowed that he would do a good job!

He stared intently at the demonic fire burning in the lamp. Suddenly, Xu Yang found that the red and purple flames were getting weaker and weaker, while at the same time, the dark flame gradually became stronger.

Xu Yang was shocked.

Is what Brother Wei said true? He, is he going to be controlled by the devil? How is it possible? Xu Yang couldn't help wanting to see Wei Xun's figure, but he couldn't see it. The rainstorm was too heavy, like water pouring down from the sky. Even the sacrificial words sounded vague and unclear. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if the whole world was about to be submerged by the rainstorm.

It's almost here!

The heartbeat of the Eagle Flute Heir was getting faster and faster, almost merging with the sound of the rain. Wei Xun's sacrificial words were almost finished. He was now reciting the gods of nature in the Bon religion!

The Dragon God and Lan God of the Underworld, the Nian God and the Zan God of the Earth Realm, and then the God of the Earth Realm... Damn!

Why is the rainstorm getting heavier? !

The noisy rain was even loud enough to affect the distorted buzzing sound between the mountains and the sky. This is, this is...

The Eagle Flute Heir listened carefully and was horrified.

This is the devil tampering with the sacrificial words!

The Eagle Flute Heir, who was extremely focused, suddenly came back to his senses, as if awakened from a nightmare. He was shocked to find that the rainstorm from the sky was so terrifying that it made it almost impossible to breathe. The majestic rain curtain covered the Selincuo Lake, and it even seemed that a majestic waterspout rose from the center of the lake, drawing tons of lake water straight to the sky, and then fell with a bang.

Something is wrong!

Something happened to Selincuo, and something happened to the devil seal!

The Eagle Flute Heir's teeth trembled, and his blood seemed to be frozen, and his eyeballs could not move. Suddenly he felt a great panic. The devil, the powerful devil, was far more terrifying than he imagined.

No, I can't let Wei Xun recite it anymore!

The Eagle Flute Heir seemed to have a sudden realization. Once Wei Xun continued to recite and recited the God of Rainstorm, he might really become a sacrifice to the devil, and then the sacrifice would be completely out of control! The power of one person cannot reverse the sacrifice!

Stop, stop quickly!

The Eagle Flute Heir regretted it. He had personally seen the seal at the bottom of the Selincuo Lake. The devil only showed one finger. He underestimated the devil's power. Even he and Wei Xun combined would probably not be able to stop the devil, so how could Wei Xun become the devil's sacrifice again?

But it was too late!

Stop, stop... Don't continue to recite...

The Eagle Flute Heir had long forgotten that he had to keep an eye on the sacrificial rules of the Holy Lake. He turned his head to look at Wei Xun, his lips moving, but he couldn't say anything at all. Under the heavy rain, he couldn't even see Wei Xun's expression, he could only hear the sound of Wei Xun reciting the sacrificial words.

"Kella, Wurula, Kajie"

Under the witness of the God of the Sun, the God of the Moon, and the God of the Stars.

"Mandirs, Horulakbang, Kejila"

I, the Guxin priest, will sacrifice all the sacrifices on this altar to——

The Eagle Flute Heir no longer had any warmth in his body, he was bone-chilled. He understood, he understood the sacrificial words tampered with by the devil. The sacred mountains and lakes, and the gods from all walks of life, who were supposed to enjoy the sacrifices, became witnesses of the sacrifice in the tampered sacrificial words.

This is a sacrificial word to the devil!

The devil is greedy to enjoy all the sacrifices!

It is arrogantly provoking the gods of the mountains. This is the mighty power of the devil! The energy contained in every syllable of Wei Xun is gradually rising. It is the rainstorm that blesses the power of his language. In this way, I am afraid that the descendant of the Eagle Flute will not need to say anything. As long as Wei Xun finishes the sacrificial words, everyone on the altar will be sacrificed to the devil by him!

Don't recite it, you can't recite it anymore——

The descendant of the Eagle Flute couldn't make a sound, and could only listen to Wei Xun's drawn-out tone in despair, reciting the last syllable.

"Dilantya, Shadi Aida."

"Yeah."

Yeah is the ending particle of a sacrificial word, and the second sacrificial word is over.

The descendant of the Eagle Flute felt exhausted and couldn't support his body, and sat on the altar all of a sudden.

It's over, everything is over. He was sacrificed to the great demon Chabararen by Wei Xun. All the creatures on the altar were sacrificed to the demon.

There is no way out.

He felt a dark darkness in front of his eyes, his brain was empty, and his body was cold and hot. This was probably the power of the demon pouring into his body... No, he couldn't just give up. He wanted to be the king, he must be the king of Zhangzhung, how could he just become a puppet of the demon!

The descendant of the Eagle Flute tried his best to calm himself down. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and contemplated his inner heart, but the sacrificial words echoed in his mind, making him unable to calm down.

Sacrificial words, sacrificial words... Wait!

The descendant of the Eagle Flute was stunned.

Dilantya, Shadi Aida... This is not the ancient Zhangzhung language of the Storm Demon General!

It is not the ancient Zhangzhung language of the great demon Chabararen!

Who did Wei Xun say this last? Who did he sacrifice the entire altar to? !

This is a sacrificial word to the great demon, and it can only be sacrificed to the demon. But the Eagle Flute Heir racked his brains, but could not find a demon with this name in the history of Bon religion!

Boom——!!

The deafening thunder can scare people out of their hearts. Although all the sacrifices were accepted, the rainstorm did not fall any more. On the contrary, the thunder and lightning that disappeared before appeared again in the dark rain curtain, like a monster roaring and roaring. The momentum was originally more terrifying than the pure rainstorm before, but the Eagle Flute Heir knew.

Pure heavy rainstorm is pure demonic power. These lightning and thunder do not belong to the rainstorm demon. Sure enough, he did not accept the sacrifice, and Wei Xun's sacrifice was not given to him.

The Eagle Flute Heir's brain was in a mess. The ancient Zhangzhung script he learned in the past became a mess in his mind. Dilantya means protection, guarding, and guarding. Shadi Aida means honesty, reality, and crying.

Protecting honesty and crying? What is this? !

Who did he sacrifice to? Who did Wei Xun sacrifice to? !

Wei Xun narrowed his eyes and looked directly at the violent storm. He felt countless forces coming from the altar, from the sky and earth, and from all directions. He felt the fear of the fox cub, the excitement of Xiao Jin, Xiao Cui and the other demon insects. For the first time, he felt that the connection between him and the blood ladybug was so close.

He felt his horns, his thin tail, and the wings behind him - if he wanted, he could show them at any time. If he didn't want to, he could hide them.

Wei means to protect, guard, and guard.

Xun means to be honest, real, and cry.

Dilantya, Shadi Aida.

Wei Xun.

"Mee--!"

At the highest point of the altar, on the seventh floor, an angry sheep cry sounded. This cry was accompanied by thunder and was extremely terrifying! Wei Xun turned around suddenly and grabbed the attacking black sheep at a speed that others could not see clearly. He did not grab the black sheep's sharp horns but directly tore its throat. Blood spurted out, Wei Xun's claws hooked a bloody sheepskin, and his cheek was also scratched by the sharp sheep horns.

The blood flowed down and reached Wei Xun's lips. He tasted his own blood and the surging and furious demonic energy in the rainstorm.

Wei Xun's mouth curled up and revealed a big smile.

Be angry, be angry. The more angry the powerful enemy is, the more excited Wei Xun is. What about demon sacrifices and demon control? Just change the object of sacrifice to himself, isn't it once and for all?

Come on.

Seeing the demon black sheep attacking again, Wei Xun did not dodge. The next moment, he saw a silver-white and agile figure flying over. The white wolf king and the pitch-black demon sheep bit each other, and Wei Xun stabbed the demon sheep with a narrow crystal knife at the same time.

He also wanted to be this demon!