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Chapter 146 Invite the God of Agriculture to Die! (seeking subscription)

Whether it's a human talisman patrolling the streets, welcoming the saint, or welcoming the saint, all can only be regarded as the prelude to the ceremony.

The real ceremony will not be held until inside the shrine.

The first step is to play the sacrificial dance.

At this moment, twelve uniformly dressed talismans danced strangely and distortedly on the artificially shaped high platform.

There are many movements in this dance that exceed the joint limits of ordinary people.

If ordinary people were to dance this dance, a few movements might cause fractures on the spot.

Even for low-level practitioners, a dance will definitely cause damage to themselves.

Only middle and high-level practitioners like the 12-person talisman, who have undergone special training, can smoothly present this dance on the high platform.

Today, the 12 talismans on the high platform are not human beings, but incarnations shaped by strange things.

Avatars naturally don't have flesh and blood, so dance moves that would harm flesh and blood have no side effects at all for them.

In addition, the familiarity of the dancing movements and the coordination between the human talismans are all coordinated by Su Mo's unprecedented powerful mental power, which is even more perfect than the original version. It can be regarded as an example of sacrificial dance. .

At this moment, with the dancing of the 12-person talisman, the atmosphere on the field became inexplicably restless.

There seems to be some mysterious existence in the invisible, which is projecting attention here.

And the audience who watched the sacrificial dance on the spot, as shown in the phantom picture, cheered collectively.

Although these audiences look very abstract, they are mutilated corpses, and terrifying ghosts, but their enthusiasm is exactly the same, very similar to the picture.

It seems that whether they are alive or dead, they are always bound by rituals.

If they want to be freed, they have to start with the festival itself.

While Su Mo was thinking, he drew his attention to observe the phantom of the past.

These hallucinations are not strictly speaking hallucinations.

It is a fact that has happened, recorded by different forces and the collective consciousness at that time.

Once the conditions of the afterlife are met, it will reappear.

There is no doubt that re-hosting the festival is a condition for resonating with these images.

At this moment, on the high platform, except for the twelve phantom bodies dancing.

Faintly, I can still see the former 12-person talisman dancing the same sacrificial dance.

Han Jun and Han Polu, who have turned into weird ones, are full of astonishing vitality in this picture at this moment.

I can't see the tragedy that will be encountered later.

After about half an hour, the sacrificial dance was finally over, and the atmosphere at the scene had reached its climax.

Countless villagers looked fanatical, and their emotions were mobilized to the peak.

What made Su Mo and the others even more concerned.

But it was the mysterious atmosphere pervading the field.

The atmosphere gradually increased as the sacrificial dance progressed.

It's as if the summoning is performed exclusively through the sacrificial dance.

At this moment, the unknown existence has arrived.

Next, enter the second step of Zhengyi.

Su Mo, Song Ruyuan and the others all looked at Liu Huayu, who was wearing powder on her face.

Liu Huayu grinned, revealing the gray and white wound on his face.

After the 12-person talisman exited, she held the sacred stove in her hand, held her head high, and walked towards the high platform.

As her footsteps fell, what surprised Su Mo and others was that unknown changes began to take place in her body.

The missing flesh and blood gradually began to make up, his pale face became rosy again, and even the tattered sacrificial clothes seemed to go back in time, making Binan complete and gorgeous.

By the time she stepped onto the high platform, she had completely changed into what she had been before she was alive. She was a charming woman with a voluptuous figure and a delicate face, which was completely different from the terrifying appearance after death.

But this is not because she has come back to life, but a projection formed by her personal will and the resonance of the ritual.

This doesn't change her weird nature.

At this moment, Liu Huayu, who had reincarnated into her pre-birth body, seemed to have completely regained her sanity.

She looked at Liu Ruoyu, the former saintess in the phantom picture, with a strange look in her eyes.

When the people around saw this scene, they all became nervous.

The role of the saint is not completely under their control.

Especially now that she has regained her sanity, it is easy to make unexpected moths, and then destroy the ceremony.

For a moment, everyone stared at Liu Huayu with tense expressions, as if she would immediately rush up if she made an unexpected move.

Su Mo also stared at the woman on the stage, his mental power was lingering, and he would fall down at any time.

But in his opinion, it might be their turn to think more this time.

As a candidate saintess cultivated by the Liu family since childhood, Liu Huayu's dedication to the position of saintess is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to poison Liu Ruoyu and try to kill her and replace her.

The ritual of the ceremony is the recognition of the identity of the saint, and she will never destroy her dream at this time.

Under everyone's gaze, Liu Huayu looked at Liu Ruoyu in the phantom, and murmured in a low voice:

"Everyone has his own aspirations, I know that you don't want to be a saint, you just have to be in that position because the conditions are right.

I'm so sorry for poisoning you, but if I could do it all over again, I'd do it again.

I trained for more than ten years before I was alive, but I never had a chance to stand here until the end.

Now that he is dead, he can realize his unfulfilled wish during his lifetime.

Good fortune tricks people, but that's it.

Then let me take the position of a saint and perform your previous duties! "

Liu Huayu brought out the furnace for the offering with both hands.

Under the influence of the mysterious atmosphere, the sacred furnace stood out of thin air and turned into a huge ancient copper furnace.

Liu Huayu recited a long mantra, and a blood-red incense stick as thick as an index finger slowly stood up in the stove.

As the mantra is recited, the incense sticks continue to grow upwards.

In just a moment, the stick of incense grew to a height of more than half a meter.

Sweat gradually appeared on Liu Huayu's forehead. Obviously, in the process of condensing the fragrance, she also had to bear a huge burden.

On the other hand, Liu Ruoyu, the former saintess who appeared in the picture, had a much more relaxed expression when she was concentrating the fragrance.

Obviously, Liu Ruoyu surpassed Liu Huayu in terms of qualifications to become a saint.

But with Liu Huayu's temperament, she will never admit defeat easily.

She exhausted all her strength and chanted the mantra in a crisp voice, the incense stick began to grow again, and finally reached a height of one meter!
And when the incense sticks finally matured, Liu Huayu's face turned pale again, and she could vaguely see her strange and terrifying appearance.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, urged her thoughts, and lit the incense stick.

The blood-colored smoke was misty, like a ceremony hundreds of years ago, drifting towards the ruins of the shrine hall.

Until the entire incense stick was burned out, all the smoke drifted into the ruins.

Liu Huayu breathed a sigh of relief.

She held the offering stove in both hands and walked down the stage.

As soon as he stepped off the high platform, the whole person returned to his original weird appearance.

But her terrifying face was filled with an unprecedented sense of holiness.

Looking at Su Mo and the others, she handed over the sacred stove and said with a slight smile:
"Fortunately not humiliated."

As the voice fell, there was only an ancient copper stove left on the spot.

Liu Huayu turned into light spots and disappeared.

Song Ruyuan took the stove for offering to the gods, sighed and said:

"I didn't expect that even the Sombra could be so easily overrun."

"That was her own choice."

Xue Lansu was also very emotional:
"If she doesn't want to, even if her obsession dissipates, she can still live forever.

But she chose the path of self-destruction, perhaps in her opinion, this is the best result. "

"Now is not the time to be emotional."

Su Mo looked at the bloody smoke that was slowly being sucked up by the ruins far away, and said in a concentrated voice:

"It's the last step."

Hearing this, Song Ruyuan's expression immediately became serious.

He looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice:
"Then, I'm going, pay attention to the surrounding situation, accidents may happen at any time."

Su Mo and Xue Lansu nodded.

Song Ruyuan took a deep breath, wearing a large sacrificial robe, just like Chen Chuyan, the high priest of the Chen family in the phantom picture, holding a wooden box, and walked towards the high platform.

Coming to the high platform, Song Ruyuan opened the wooden box and took out a wine lord from inside, which was the holy lord that he had just found not long ago.

Then he flipped his hands and took out another jade bottle.

The jade bottle is impressively filled with wine.

Although under normal circumstances, it is the wine obtained by combining the corpses of the Chen family's direct lineage with runes, and then brewing for a long time.

But now, not to mention that the black well has already dried up, and there is no time for them to brew wine calmly.

For this reason, I temporarily took out a bottle of ordinary aged wine as a substitute.

Among them, Xue Lansu incorporated the breath of sacrificial wine as a disguise.

But whether he can win the trust of the god of agriculture, no one is sure.

If it fails in the end, it can only take a strong attack.

At this moment, everyone stared at Song Ruyuan without blinking.

I saw him pour Chengbi's liquor into the magnified Holy Jue with a jade bottle.

The wine fell into it, and under the influence of the mysterious atmosphere, fine bubbles appeared.

Immediately, Song Ruyuan began to recite the relevant mantras as recorded in the classics.

Along with the chanting of the mantra, there seemed to be some kind of unknown breath quietly blending into the wine.

The clear wine gradually turned transparent.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were tense to the extreme.

So far, all the changes on the field are exactly the same as those shown on the screen.

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Just as everyone was thinking, the next second, the liquor in the Holy Jue suddenly rose into the sky and turned into a small water ball in the air.

A smear of golden smoke shot out from the direction of the ruins at high speed.

The smoke melted into the wine, giving the wine a golden color.

The golden wine decomposed into thousands of raindrops, falling towards the countless creatures on the ground.

Seeing this, Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

The mental barrier protected everyone on his side, preventing the wine from falling on him.

On the other hand, the countless strange monsters under the high platform, just like what appeared in the phantom picture, welcomed the drinks and the blessing of the god of agriculture with great fanaticism.

Even because of the competition for the liquor, some villagers almost fought on the spot, and the scene looked quite chaotic.

And just when all the villagers had no time to take care of it, a sudden change occurred in the phantom screen.

I saw a light red phantom suddenly flying out of the ancestral hall.

Like lightning, the phantom fell into the body of the saint Liu Ruoyu on the side of the high platform in a blink of an eye at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The phantom entered the body, and the expression on Liu Ruoyu's face froze slightly.

She seemed to want to let out a scream, but the cry was condensed in her throat, turning into a strange sound of "哬, huh".

The whole body also began to change, and countless protrusions suddenly appeared on the body surface, like dense insects under the skin.

The insects crawled around, and Liu Ruoyu's limbs either grew or shrunk.

When it gets bigger, it seems like a monster was born on the spot, and when it shrinks, it seems like all the flesh and blood are swallowed.

Seeing that she was about to disintegrate at any moment, she held on stiffly, barely maintaining her human form.

And when all the changes quickly disappeared, Liu Ruoyu opened his eyes again.

The black and white colors of the eyes faded away, leaving only the crimson moon.

Seeing this scene, the wrinkled head of the Liu family was immediately overjoyed.

He quickly knelt down on the ground, and greeted him with a frenzied expression:
"Liu Family Liu Tianba, welcome the arrival of the God of Agriculture!"

At this time, Chen Chuyan, who was standing on the high platform, also walked over quickly.

He was so respectful that he was about to kneel down and salute like Liu Tianba.

But at the moment of leaning over, he took a picture of the talisman on the spot.

The power of confinement beyond imagination suddenly fell on the "Saint".

Before she could react, a dagger with a blue luster suddenly pierced into her belly.

This sudden change was beyond the expectations of everyone around.

Surprised and angry, Liu Tianba reprimanded sharply:
"Chen Chuyan, what are you doing?!"

Chen Chuyan said expressionlessly:

"Please Saturn to die!"

As he spoke, he stabbed forward again.

However, the god of agriculture, like a feather, flitted backwards.

But when she retreated and flashed, her footsteps were slightly staggered, and a green look flashed across her face.

She looked at Chen Chuyan, and said in a hoarse and ugly tone:

"You actually found this venom?"

Chen Chuyan smiled desolately:
"What I have prepared is not only venom, please Saturn experience it well."

As he said that, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he raised the sword and went forward to kill.

"clang!"

A crisp sound.

Liu Tianba blocked him with a knife, and was repelled on the spot.

A blush flashed across his face, and he asked in a stern voice:

"Chen Chuyan, do you know what you are doing? Are you planning to make enemies of the whole village?!"

Chen Chuyan replied in a calm voice:

"Don't think you can represent everyone.

The 150-year sacrifice in Chenjia Village is about to end! "

As he spoke, he came to kill again with a sword.

Liu Tianba blocked it with a horizontal knife, but he couldn't resist it.

During the battle, he shouted angrily to the other side:

"Han Guangren, you old man, what are you waiting for? Chen Chuyan dares to disobey the gods, why are you still watching?!"

Han Guangren, the head of the Han family with gray hair, sighed.

He looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Immediately after that, as if making up his mind, he raised the long spear in his hand, his figure rose violently, and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.

Sensing Han Guangren's arrival, Liu Tianba's face suddenly showed joy.

He further stepped up his offensive to prevent Chen Chuyan from fleeing.

However, before he could hold Chen Chuyan back.

A war gun suddenly pierced his chest.

Looking at the spear point protruding from his chest, Liu Tianba turned his head, his face full of disbelief:
"For...why?"

Han Guangren said regretfully:

"You're already confused, Chen Family Village doesn't need a high-ranking god.

Not to mention, this god should not have appeared! "

Han Guangren drew out his spear.

Liu Tianba fell to the ground with a dazed expression.

Chen Chuyan and Han Guangren raised their heads and looked at Saturn who was not far away as if enjoying a play.

(End of this chapter)