After returning to Qiantian Mountain City, the overall situation was settled and we could no longer ride horses. According to Zong Lan, it was a loss of status.
The fourth-level wind-controlling horse snatched from Feng Yu was abandoned like this and replaced with a dragon chariot. It was actually made of gold. It was inlaid with gems and sparkled with gold. In short, whatever material looks luxurious should be used. A total of eighteen fourth-order dragon-horned winged horses were pulling the horse, which was truly majestic and extravagant.
This was Zong Weiran's previous car, and it looked extremely cool. Zong Shou couldn't help but despised Zong Weiran's taste. This is a bit too nouveau riche.
However, when he saw the people of Qiantian Mountain around him, their faces looked full of admiration and awe, and their mouths were thoughtful, perhaps it wasn't Zong Weiran's poor taste.
Most people in this era are struggling for survival, so how do they know what style they are
On the contrary, it is not as shocking as this gorgeous chariot, which in his eyes is simply rubbish.
And when Zong Shou arrived at the top of Qiantian Peak, surrounded by tens of thousands of imperial guards. Zong Shi and others have disappeared. People were sent to search everywhere, but these people could not be found.
This is not beyond the expectations of Hu Qianqiu and others. The world has been decided, and no matter how hard the Zongshi tries, it is impossible to reverse it. If you don't leave at this time, you can only wait for death. Anyone else would run away immediately.
Zong Shou thought so too, but he still had to be somewhat defensive. Since people from the Xue family have intervened and used the magic of phantom fog to confuse the mind, they might also bring the phantom mind mirror to this eighth-level magic weapon, which he is already famous for.
If you intend to hide, then just lurk and remain still.
So unless you are a martial artist at the first level of the Celestial Martial Sect, or a day-traveling spiritual master, it will be extremely difficult to detect.
At this moment, even if his spiritual power has reached the middle stage of the Night Journey Realm, it is impossible for him to find out the traces of this spiritual weapon.
He still keeps his sword close to his body and wears heavy armor. But when he walked into the Chongzheng Hall and sat on the demon king's throne, nothing unexpected happened.
Zong Shou was quite shocked to see that there was a spiritual formation protecting him here. Especially the dragon chair deep inside the hall has its own spiritual formation. If those people want to play assassination or something, it will become even more difficult.
Are these people really planning to give up? Does that clan know current affairs like this
He looked carefully around the hall, but still didn't see anything suspicious. Zong Shou couldn't help but frown and thought for a while. Then his mind relaxed a little. With smiling eyes, he looked at the many people in the hall, busy and busy.
Especially people like Zong Lan, who are so busy that their feet never touch the ground.
The era before the Lingtide could still be considered a barbaric era, with far less red tape than later generations.
In the eyes of many people in this era, Yunlu, which lies to the east, is a frontier and deserted place, and it is not so particular.
But after all, it is a succession ceremony for the lord of a city or even a country, but it cannot be too simple. Just a group of people shouting "A Thousand Years Old" for the lord of the city, and that's it. There is a complete set of grand rituals. The more grand and complicated it is, the more noble the Demon King is, and it also represents the respect of the Demon King from the people under his command.
Therefore, although this succession ceremony is a little more complicated, it is also very complicated and makes sense.
As for the king of the demon clan, the ritual style is even more unique. First, he must make a blood alliance with the various tribes of the demon clan. Another thing is to slaughter three animals as sacrifices to tell heaven.
The original custom was to slaughter living people and select sinners from their respective tribes. The more you kill, the higher your standard will be in the eyes of the demon clan members, and the more satisfied and secure you will be.
However, after Zong Weiran founded Qian Tianshan, he abolished this bad habit of the demon clan. Every year, all the memorial ceremonies are simple, just slaughter some pigs and dogs, and that's it.
Zong Shou naturally had no intention of resuming human sacrifice, as it was too barbaric and inhumane.
But when he saw Hu Qianqiu ordered someone to bring a large jar made of gold and placed it in the center of the hall. When I poured the vat of wine into it, it still changed color slightly.
Sure enough, everything was ready. Hu Qianqiu was the first to stand next to the wine vat, and when he cut his hand, blood started to flow.
Zong Shou looked at the portion, and didn't stop until Hu Qianqiu put in a portion of more than ten kilograms.
At this time, Hu Qianqiu's face was already pale, and his legs were obviously weak and trembling. But it was a very proud and provocative look. He glanced at everyone with a look of pride in his eyes. Quickly, he returned to his original position.
Zong Shou's scalp suddenly felt numb. It was just a blood oath. Was it necessary to be so exaggerated
Fortunately, Hu Zhongyuan is not far away, and someone can ask. When Zong Shou looked over, Hu Zhongyuan immediately whispered triumphantly: "I don't know, Your Majesty! The rules of our demon clan are that when making a blood oath, the more blood is shed, the more sincere and generous you are. The more loyal you are to your Majesty. Of course, it also has other meanings. The more energy you have, the stronger your body will be. You can’t show weakness in this aspect. My dad actually let out a full fight of blood. It’s really powerful, and it doesn’t live up to the reputation of my Iron Tiger clan. one"
Zong Shou was slightly startled, thinking that this custom still exists? Why don't you know
After Hu Zhongyuan is Chai Yuan, who was still a little frustrated before, but now he refuses to show weakness at all. After snorting, he cut his wrist veins again, and blood gushed out like a spring.
After a while, his body was about to collapse. It was about half a bowl more than Hu Zhongyuan. Then he smiled, raised his chin towards Hu Qianqiu, and then walked back staggeringly.
The third one is Lingxuan, the leader of the Mulang clan, and he is also a ruthless person. The blood released was actually only slightly worse than that of Hu Zhongyuan. He almost fainted on the spot and was helped back to his seat.
However, this move was obviously very popular, not only everyone in the palace looked solemn. The few remaining generals of the Mulang clan who had not been purged all showed signs of admiration.
The clan leaders of the following clans were indeed as Hu Zhongyuan said. The more blood was expelled, the more arrogant they became, walking like a figurehead, extremely proud. As for those who were weak and had little blood drained, they all looked ashamed and covered their faces with their sleeves. They were so shameless in public. When more than two hundred tribes finished bleeding, the golden jar was almost full of blood. The fishy smell is overwhelming.
But this is not the end, next are the civilian generals with some status in the city. Originally, these people were just on a side trip, just as they meant to be. But they also competed one by one, fearing that not much blood would be shed.
Zong Shou couldn't help but rolled his eyes. It seemed that all the people in this hall were weak. I thought that if a strong enemy were to attack Qiantian Mountain at this time, they would be defeated in one fell swoop. This custom is too ignorant. I must abolish it from now on, and banquets must be abolished!
Among the crowd, I also saw Yin Yang Liancheng and Hu Qianqiu who had not broken their promise. Both of them were in important positions.
Yin Yang is the commander of the fourth town of the Forbidden Army, and Liancheng has also become a captain. He is barely qualified to participate in the succession ceremony, but they both stand at the end of the palace.
But he also followed the example of others and cut a bloody wound on his wrist without blinking. He looked very heroic and mighty, making Zong Shou want to punch someone.
Zong Yuan was the only one who didn't care about other people's opinions. He only let out a few drops of blood and that was the end of the matter, which made him quite happy.
Finally, it was Zong Shou's turn to stand in front of the golden blood vat, stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes in the hall.
The original intention was to follow the example of the last blood oath, which was to just show off and let out a few drops of blood and be done with it.
But at this moment, there are thousands of eyes in full view, all of which are filled with anticipation. Zong Shou couldn't help but feel helpless. People in this era had simple concepts. At this time, the more blood you bleed, the more people will recognize you. If you cheat, you will only be despised and unpopular.
I comforted myself in my heart that it would only hurt once in this life. It is much better to have so many people together than to come individually.
He had no choice but to grit his teeth. Zong Shou took the knife, closed his eyes and cut his wrist, letting the blood flow.
He felt sorry for himself. Since he came to this era, the only times he had been injured were actually due to blood oaths.
After about half a bucket of blood was released, Zong Shou already felt dizzy. Then an inspiration came to him, he rolled his eyes, closed them directly, and lay back with a golden face.
The people near him were startled, and they all reached out to help him. He supported Zong Shou and returned to the throne above. After massaging people and administering elixirs, Zong Shou finally woke up.
At this moment, in the palace, whether it was Hu Qianqiu or Chai Yuan, all the old ministers of the sect were in tears and extremely moved.
Although the prince was indeed a little weaker, he was not panicked. He is the son of the late emperor and has the demeanor of a king. Do you see how clumsy and sincere this is? In order to make a blood oath with everyone, they all fainted.
Only Hu Zhongyuan scratched the back of his head with a puzzled look on his face.
I wonder if the prince's body is so weak
It’s true that my physical strength is very low. After running for two hours, I will be out of breath. But it doesn't mean that he is physically weak. In his impression, under the frail body of the prince, he has strong energy and blood, and is as strong as an ox.
Next comes the blood pact, where the priest distributes bowls of blood wine to everyone in the hall. Zong Shou also shared a bowl, and felt that the blood was overwhelming.
Ninety-nine percent of this bowl is filled with blood. I almost pinched my nose before I forced myself to drink it.
The blood oath was completed, and everyone knelt three times and kowtowed again, and then the first half of the succession ceremony was completed.
Finally, there is the sacrifice to heaven, where dozens of top-ranked clan leaders slaughter three animals on the spot. Then Zong Shou alone climbed up to the sacrificial platform that was also built on the top of Qiantian Peak and hung alone on the side of the cliff. The sacrificial priest announced the sacrificial inscription under the guidance of the sacrificial priest, and after praying to the sky, it was considered complete.
This is considered very formal in Donglin Yunlu. This is why the Qiantianshan City family has a great cause.
However, when Dong Zongshou saw the sacrificial platform, he raised his brows and revealed a smile in his eyes. He finally knew where Zong Shi's people would take action.