Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 864 Turtle Shell
"Why didn't you die?"

Han Zhan couldn't help but ask.

Tong Yi scratched his head, as if he didn't know how to answer this question.

"Should we... die?"

This... Han Zhan really wanted to nod, but after thinking about it, it seemed inappropriate.

"Don't worry, as long as we don't go out at night, we won't die. The star officials will protect us."

At this time, Tong Er patted his chest and said confidently.

Han Zhan did not ask any more questions about the topic of resurrection from the dead.

After walking out of the room, he saw many people who were chosen and swallowed by the giant mouth last night.

Like the two little boys, they were also resurrected.

After two days of getting along, Han Zhan gradually became familiar with everyone.

The work here is also simple, and most people are assigned to raise and plant crops.

Han Zhan learned that places like theirs were collectively called "granaries."

The granary is responsible for producing grains, fruits, livestock, poultry and aquatic products.

However, they have no, or very few, rights to enjoy it.

Most of the food was offered to the gods, and the rest was transported to the ancestral temple where the star officials were located.

All that is left for the lower class people are black lumps of charcoal.

Han Zhan also found out that these briquettes were not a figment of the imagination of the method of spiritual victory, but they really "used to be" those foods.

However, under the scorching sun, they eventually carbonized into their current appearance.

As for what the gods are, what the ancestral temples are, and why the appearances of the star officials look so strange.

Han Zhan did not get answers to these questions from them.

The only thing that is certain is that

The gods cannot be disobeyed or violated, and their will must be followed.

The ancestral temple protects the people. In addition to distributing food and bestowing blessings from time to time, it also sends special personnel to help them build and expand granaries.

The houses and passages that could withstand the scorching sun were also built by the ancestral temple.

The above is some of the information that Han Zhan obtained on the second day of entering the Fruit World.

What he didn't know was.

At this moment, something big was happening in the ancestral temple.

……

Ancestral temple, underground corridor.

On the ground was the altar that Han Zhan and his friends had seen, and the road leading to the ancestral temple was right below it.

The ten star officials who had completed the mission of human sacrifice were lying flat in the cramped corridor, "floating" towards the end of the corridor in an awkward posture.

Yes, Gone with the Wind.

They seemed to have no gravity, being pulled forward and forward by something.

There wasn't even a light in the dark and deep corridor, only the occasional friction sound made by the star official's body touching the ground.

Quiet and eerie.

I don’t know how long this process lasted, until light finally appeared at the end of the corridor.

The moment the ten star officials were "pulled" out of the corridor, they were folded into a flat layer at the same time, just like origami.

On their bodies, there are ten stones emitting a faint starlight, and the stones are strung with silk threads thinner than a hair.

At the end of the thread, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a black falcon robe and a crown on his head, was reeling up the thread and collecting the star stones. "Another human sacrifice has been completed."

"I'm getting more and more proficient at this job of 'hiding the truth'. I'm really great."

"I just don't know when Master will reuse me like he reused my senior brother."

The young man muttered to himself as he placed a star stone in the palm of his hand and closed his eyes to feel it quietly.

The so-called "looking at the breath" is actually recording the breath of all the people in this starlight stone.

The real "looking at the qi" is done by him.

The "qi" that one is looking for, in the words of the master, is the so-called "qi of destiny". Only a true genius, or a powerful person who can change the world, can possess it.

Disciples of the ancestral temple like them were recruited because they possessed the energy of destiny.

The purpose of observing the qi is also to select suitable fresh blood for the ancestral temple.

Soon, the light of a piece of starlight stone dimmed and nothing was gained.

He was not discouraged at all, and even his expression was calm.

It is easy to talk about the destiny energy, but there are very few people who truly possess it, almost as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

How many people are there who possess destiny qi? Like him, he has ten strands of destiny qi, which ranks among the top ten in the entire ancestral temple.

Most people only have one or two strands.

The one with the most is the eldest brother, who is also the master's favorite disciple. When he entered the ancestral temple, he had fifty strands of life energy. It is unknown how much he has cultivated now.

However, how many people like the eldest brother are there in this world?
Thinking of this, he shook his head and picked up a piece of starlight stone at random.

Suddenly, his face turned pale and he broke free from his feeling state.

Then, he put down the rest of the star stones and the ten folded star officials, and ran into the ancestral temple in a hurry without looking back.

As he ran, he made a weird noise like gibberish:
"Master, this is incredible!"

"Something happened!"

"The energy of destiny, the energy of destiny, it exploded!"

……

"You mean, you felt a huge amount of life energy from the Starlight Stone, which directly exploded your thoughts?"

"Yes, Master, it is absolutely true!"

"Chang Hao, do you know who can possess the life force that can explode thoughts?"

The Yanshi Chang Hao, who was in charge of conducting the sacrificial ceremony and controlling the puppets, was the young man who had lost his composure just now. He shook his head blankly.

Opposite him was an old man who looked a little thin, but still in good health, giving off an air of immortality.

He had a graying beard, one hand holding the beard, and the other holding a tortoise shell.

"The Qi in one's destiny is a sign of strength. One strand of Qi in one's destiny can improve one's destiny and turn misfortune into fortune. Ten strands of Qi in one's destiny can make one a prince and command a large army. One hundred strands of Qi in one's destiny can make one a king and achieve hegemony."

"The vital energy required to explode a thought would require more than a hundred strands, even a thousand strands would not be too much. Even legendary figures like the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors cannot possess such a huge amount of vital energy!"

"So this is equivalent to more than one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors being resurrected, and they just happened to appear in the crowd. Do you think it's possible?"

Nuwa, Fuxi, Shennong, Huangdi... these names flashed through Chang Hao's mind, and he shook his head involuntarily.

"Master, maybe... I really saw it wrong?"

The old man opposite stroked his beard and said nothing. After a long time, he shook his head.

"Well, if that's the case, let's tell the fortune and see whether it's good or bad."

"Go and fetch the brazier."

(End of this chapter)