Feathered Serpent was defeated.
If Bai Xiaosheng hadn't said that the Feather Serpent had turned into its original form, countless old Indians might have committed suicide.
However, even if Feathered Serpent God didn't die, he still lost, and he lost very badly. Fortunately, the angel still respected Feathered Serpent God, and directly burned his body with glory, otherwise he would definitely be taken away by the old beautiful man and studied.
Bai Xiaosheng and Raphael flew away, and the live broadcast was interrupted.
The FBI went back full of energy, ready to go to the scene of the crime to see what else could be researched. Of course, they were already too late. When the live broadcast started, the most elite researchers in the country passed by, and they were already collecting flowers and plants. The flowers and plants spawned by the glory of the angels must be of great use and must be studied. It's a pity that Feathered Serpent's body is gone.
Indians were thrown around the park and ignored. The old man looked up at the TV wall, which had already started to broadcast the advertisement of the park... The old man was in tears, trembling and went home with the help of his children and grandchildren.
Feathered Serpent God has already failed, and Indian has no future.
That's all, that's it, their fate can never be changed.
Indians, Indians... The old man hummed long-standing songs and expressed his grief to the fullest. He was infected by the old people, and the younger generation was also depressed-they were not as good as those white people, even the gods lost to other people's angels, Are they like this for the rest of their lives
Hey.
"No, no, I don't want this! I don't want to admit defeat!" a young man shouted, waving his hands, "Quathered Serpent is not dead, as long as Indian is still alive, Feathered Serpent will not die! We have fallen too far It's been a long time! We have forgotten our glory! Maya, Inca, which one is not a top civilization? Why can't we do what our ancestors could do now?"
The old people trembled and murmured: "Yes, yes, we have not forgotten, we remember the traditional sacrifice. Even if we pay all the price, we will return the Feathered Serpent."
Go home, go home, build the altar, make offerings!
Come back, dear Feathered Serpent, your people will always believe in you.
Shen Huiyue, who is far away in China, taught the disciples real swordsmanship in Xiandao. She deduced the most vulnerable acupoints in the human body according to the existing swordsmanship in China and traditional Chinese medicine, and then made up a set of beautiful and offensive acupuncture points. The swordsmanship, these disciples can be regarded as an experiment.
Of course, this group of people will never know that they were the first to practice this kind of swordsmanship, they just thought it was the basic swordsmanship of Jianmen... Shen Huiyue said so, and they believed it. After all, Jianmen is a martial art with super strong swordsmanship.
While the disciples were practicing their swords honestly, she looked up at the country beyond the ocean.
Feathered Serpent Died? nonexistent. Her puppet, she did not destroy, who can destroy? It can only be said that the Feather Serpent God has become a puppet without any reason, a small emerald snake, living in a daze.
Shen Huiyue will definitely not let him go on like this. Feathered Serpent God's trouble with Lao Mei was originally the plan she set, and even if there are some twists and turns now, it has to be implemented.
Oh, who told her to be unhappy with the old beauty? It was originally set that the middle-aged beauty is the weakest link in the cultivation system, but I didn't expect the angel to come suddenly... Raphael, this kind of behavior of a puppet that is not specially controlled is indeed unexpected, but it is also good, that is, Shen Huiyue does not need to every time Every step of the way, every plan is well prepared, she can make up her story according to the behavior of the puppets, it is ever-changing and diverse, it is absolutely confusing. Originally, how can the world of practitioners be freely understood by people
So how to save Feathered Serpent God
There was a smile on the corner of Shen Huiyue's mouth, a little evil.
Liu Gongzi came over with a smile, holding a refreshment, walking as elegant and handsome as a green pine: "Huiyue, hard work, take a rest, have a cup of tea?"
Shen Huiyue waved her hand leisurely, the coffee table appeared, the two sat down, Liu Gongzi brewed tea like flowing water, the picture was very beautiful, it was simply an artistic enjoyment.
Shen Huiyue pursed her lips and said in her heart, "Fortunately, I put a lot of books on etiquette and self-cultivation in Liu Gongzi's memory at that time, so that Liu Gongzi is now elegant in every move. To tell the truth, compared to Liu Gongzi, who she controlled, Liu Gongzi's self-expression is much better. After all, Shen Huiyue is not an aristocrat, and she doesn't like to add too many settings to herself. If everything needs to be standard and beautified, it will be exhausting.
The disciples who worked hard to practice swords muttered in their hearts: Is she tired? Master really treats them differently, emphasizing sex over apprentices, they were all tired and sweating, and they didn't even see Master greet each other.
Liu Gongzi raised his glass, and the orange-red sunset was reflected in the tea. Yes, as long as he wanted to, there was no night in Xiandao.
Shen Huiyue took the tea and sipped it slowly, feeling the long fragrance of the tea.
The world is getting more and more interesting.
Bai Xiaosheng and Raphael flew to a mountain, and the two stood on the top of the mountain and talked for a while.
Raphael didn't care about the offense of Bai Xiaosheng's live broadcast. His very bland performance made Bai Xiaosheng very fond of him. This is the angel, the angel is the warrior of God, who does he care about except God
Therefore, Bai Xiaosheng was very frank about Raphael's temptation.
Raphael tried to know from Bai Xiaosheng what happened that year, why heaven and hell seem to be gone, what can Bai Xiaosheng say about this? When he existed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had dissipated, and it was all to blame for Liu Bowen. As for other gods... He also checked a little, but there was no news... In fact, Shen Huiyue hadn't figured out how to deal with this problem, so Bai Xiaosheng remembered that vague. Of course, Bai Xiaosheng still has some records, but those records are all fabricated by Shen Huiyue according to the novel, and some of Shen Huiyue's settings are still preserved, and those whose settings are unclear are basically destroyed... Bai Xiaosheng Thinking about breaking his head, he still couldn't figure out how the things he recorded were destroyed. He was wondering if he had been injured and lost a memory... Hey, really, the more the holes were dug, the more and more various kinds of holes appeared every time. The small problem, Shen Huiyue basically controlled the puppet to fill the hole, and if it couldn't be filled, it passed by with amnesia. But amnesia can't last forever, those ancient backgrounds, it's time to make up.
So Bai Xiaosheng said: "In fact, I am also investigating these things. The eastern and western gods seem to disappear at the same time, and something terrible must have happened. Raphael, I will investigate from the east, you might as well go back. Investigate it, or we can visit other pantheon... If you don't find out about these things, I'm uneasy."
Raphael nodded: "Me too, my father is so powerful, who can let him leave?"
Bai Xiaosheng thought of the Dragon Girl. The Dragon Girl was much older than him, but the Dragon Girl didn't know. She left the Dragon Palace and ran after the Dragon Lord. She was too busy in love to understand the struggles in heaven and earth. She only knew when she wanted to return. When he was home, Ryugu didn't know where he was going.
Everything happened in the Ming Dynasty... seven or eight hundred years ago.
"So, let's say goodbye?" Bai Xiaosheng handed over.
Raphael lowered his eyes and looked at the distant mountains and white clouds. Above that, what about heaven
Bai Xiaosheng put his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttered, and a thought suddenly came to his mind, Feathered Serpent God is the main god of South America, it should be very ancient, he should know a lot of things... But now he seems to be in amnesia, maybe Let him become stronger and restore his memory, will he understand something again
… This idea sucks, how could I have thought? Bai Xiaosheng was a little puzzled, but soon his belief was firmed, so he had to do it, even in order to make Lao Mei suffer, who called him a Chinese? Who told him to be angry
In the immortal island of China, Shen Huiyue drank a cup of tea and frowned slightly.
Bai Xiaosheng is getting stronger and stronger, and it is a bit difficult to change his mind quietly. It's good to use mental power to control the puppets, but the puppets will never develop, and they will never promote her story on their own. However, if you don't control it, many things can't go on smoothly... Damn, she doesn't need to practice like this, she can concentrate on making up stories.
How to do it? Shen Huiyue thought deeply... After a long while, she breathed a sigh of relief and sipped the fragrant tea.
Perhaps, she just needs to set the background, and when the puppets find out, imagine and struggle, she controls the outline of the script, adds details at any time, and controls the direction at any time.
As a behind-the-scenes BOSS, she really doesn't need to be hands-on with everything.
Liu Gongzi looked at Shen Huiyue and smiled slightly, feeling very tender and doting. Shen Huiyue glanced at him, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. Could a puppet she made herself still be in love? Besides, who knows what Liu Gongzi thinks
Old America, Indian Reservation.
The young man possessed by the Feathered Serpent was sober, recalling his recent uncontrollable killing, and felt deeply ashamed in his heart.
Ashamed of what? kill? wrong! He was ashamed that he only offered prayers to Feathered Serpent God, but did not offer sacrifices. Feathered Serpent God lost to angels, is there a reason for them? How long has it been since Indians worshiped? How many Indians are left? How to compare with angels who have countless believers
But he didn't believe it, he didn't believe Feathered Serpent God just disappeared like this. The sequelae of the Feathered Serpent's possession is that the young man has learned something about the belief in the gods, is it belief? The power of the gods comes from belief? Then, for the return of Feathered Serpent God, he has to start working hard.
The young man wiped away his tears and returned to the reservation he did not want to go back to, and discussed with his family how to restore the glory of Feathered Serpent.
He knew exactly how white people would devalue their gods.
It can't be like this, it can't be like this, brothers and sisters who still have Indian blood and courage, we should unite and show them a little color.
Feng stared at the live broadcast with a dazed look.
The live broadcast was, of course, a normal TV show, but he didn't move.
Instead, Zhao Mohan is calmer than Feng.
"Is it Mayan?" It seems that Feathered Serpent is not an opponent of angels... Is it a matter of the number of believers? It's a pity.
Feng blinked: "Maya god system? Can you talk about it specifically?"
Zhao Mohan smiled and said: "I don't know about the mythological system. I only know that the Feathered Serpent God is very powerful in the Mayan gods. It seems to be able to control wind and rain, control agricultural production, and govern death and rebirth... Very powerful, this looks... A little weak."
Feng was surprised: "Really? That does look weak, why?"
Zhao Mohan shrugged: "Maybe it's because the number of people who believe in him is small." Today's America is not the world of Indians, hehe.
Feng touched his chin and looked thoughtful: "Oh."
Zhao Mohan tapped on the table lightly: "This matter has nothing to do with us, have you figured out how to go to the museum to get our things?" The ancients of China were robbed of countless people, and it will always be a pain in the hearts of Chinese people. , of course you have to take it back, people like Zhao Mohan feel warm-blooded.
Feng smiled: "I'm professional."
Zhao Mohan was helpless, so he had to read the information by himself, hoping to give Feng some help at that time.
Shen Huiyue squinted her eyes and thought, to make Feather Serpent God's strength skyrocket, there is no better reason for the whole world not to believe it. What can I do
Her strength has risen, but her IQ has not risen yet.
Some things really want to break my head.
It was at this time that she heard Feng and Zhao Mohan talking. Feathered Serpent God turned out to be very powerful, but she was indeed weakened. Who made the Mayan pantheon less famous among so many myths
Then, let's have a grand ceremony.
Shen Huiyue smiled strangely, making Liu Gongzi's disciples tremble with fright. What was Miss Shen thinking of tossing them
But it can be regarded as a happy torture. After all, there are countless people on Yunshan who are still alive and dead, and there is nothing wrong with the army coming. They are all eagerly looking at the immortal island, praying that they can apprentice. They must be happy to accept any hard training.
Then Shen Huiyue was drinking tea in Xiandao, how could she go to America to do things
Shen Huiyue tells you, yes.
"Baby, check the Indian ruins on Laomei's side, and the cultural relics are also there." Shen Huiyue ordered in her mind.
The Book of the World almost jumped up: "Good master, so happy, master, you finally remembered me."
Shen Huiyue raised her eyebrows: "You have always been in my heart."
The Book of the World is not happy: "The master has never asked me to help, we are a community of interests."
Shen Huiyue nodded: "Yes, of course we are. But you have been helping me, you are very powerful, don't you realize it? You are doing the deduction of martial arts secrets, because of you, I have saved a lot of time. "
The Book of the World was very happy: "Really, then I will continue the deduction. What kind of cheats does the master need?"
How coaxing... Shen Huiyue said with a smile, "Let's have a few types of weapons, let Long Yutang disperse them at that time." He is a staunch National Party, and hopes that the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe. In the current situation, he has to do something to improve the country's strength. Maybe he can find some time to write down a few cheats and give it to him.
"Okay, master, don't worry, I will deduce the best martial arts secrets, so that the ancient sect inheritance set by the master becomes real." The Book of the World is full of fighting spirit.
Shen Huiyue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that she planned to find some sect ruins in the famous mountains and rivers, but she had not been able to choose the address... Because the country is too powerful, the famous mountains and rivers have basically become tourist attractions, and countless people are walking around, If a martial art site suddenly appears... Where was it before? This is not a practice sect can also close the mountain gate and open the enchantment... to die.
Shen Huiyue's mouth twitched, thinking that she had to leave Xiandao, and she couldn't waste her time here.
Her Jianmen should also be born, and how could Shen Huiyue be just a disciple of Jianmen? She must be a tall person, the strength of the puppet has skyrocketed, and the body clone can't be bad. Jianmen Shen Huiyue, there must be another big news, a wave of belief value!
...Wait, I got a Zhu Yuehua before... Isn't Shen Huiyue Senior Sister Zhu Yuehua? Shen Huiyue's identity is a little taller, and Zhu Yuehua's side is not exposed
Shen Huiyue supported her forehead and deeply... sighed for her immature behavior when she first started. Zhu Yuehua is so superfluous. She has no role other than marrying a wealthy family. She has abolished her status as a disciple of the outer sect of the Sword Sect. The love of the wealthy family is probably true, and it has consumed her will.
Forget it, forget her, the outer door is just the outer door, she doesn't know anything about Jianmen at all, she can do whatever she likes, who can come out and oppose it
"Oh, well, well..." The Kukulkan Temple is not a tourist resort. There are too many white people there and the guards are relatively strong. The Indians still dare not confront the white people blatantly, so they went to the reservation. The previous temple was not big. It was hidden in the deep forest and no one knew about it. No one had visited it except for some old people. It was almost turned into ruins and overgrown with weeds.
A dense crowd of Indians knelt outside.
On the high altar, the old man with the pattern painted on his face knelt down and chanted, and there were strong men carrying the offerings to the stage.
There are many offerings.
From fresh chickens, ducks, fish, meat, pigs, and beef, to...fresh hearts and living virgins... It seems that Indians have brought all the sacrifices that the legendary Feathered Serpent liked, and they are very determined.
The densely packed offerings were placed around the altar. The old man kept singing and kneeling and dancing mysterious dances. The people below bowed respectfully, and their hearts were full of piety. They called out - Feathered Serpent God, Feathered Serpent God !
On the wide flat ground, on the grass, a large number of Indians knelt down and shouted. The voice was so loud that it resounded between the heavens and the earth, which shocked the few people who came here to see the scenery of the wilderness. They thought they had encountered some kind of cult worship. Immediately tweet and call the police.
In addition, as the sacrificial ceremony went on, more and more Indians dressed in traditional clothes and painted traditional makeup and came to the outside of the temple. Ten people, hundreds of people, thousands of people... The Indians came here one after another, looking serious and pious, kneeling and calling their gods.
Feathered Serpent—
The voice is so loud and the feelings are so deep, the people traveling around were squeezed out. They looked at this scene in surprise and whispered.
Feathered Serpent? The one killed by the angel in the live broadcast? Do these Indians still want their gods to come back? Suddenly remembered that Feather Serpent seemed to want to kill the white man... The tourists were immediately unhappy, but they didn't dare to really destroy the Indian sacrifice, because... A dozen of them seemed to be easily submerged by the Indian torrent.
Your own safety is the most important thing. Go back to the police. When the police come, this group of Indians will have to hang up.
Before the police arrived, the Indian sacrifice was going on. The sacrificed old man seemed to have finished dancing and offered the sacrifice with a serious look. Don't talk about it, the old man... He raised the knife... He raised the knife... The tourists hugged themselves in fright, what is he doing? Murder
Yes, kill. The old man raised the knife and cut open the belly of the young man who had been smiling all the time. He took out the still beating heart, raised it, and the blood flowed down his skinny arm and dripped onto the ground.
The blood spread and infected the altar.
The old man frantically called: "Feathered Serpent God, Feathered Serpent God..."
Countless Indian fanatical shouts - Feathered Serpent God!
Holy shit! ! !
The tourists who saw this with their own eyes were frightened. They did not dare to watch the fun anymore, and fled one after another, for fear that this group of crazy Indians would take their lives as sacrifices.
Sure enough, these Indians are barbarians. Their ancestors came here to rescue them, but they didn't appreciate it. Hmph, what about the Feathered Serpent God? They have angels! ! Go back to church immediately! Let the angels clean up these bad guys!