In the end, I went, because let alone the top forces in the Holy Village, even the 'red ocean' standing on the dam could easily submerge me, of course, provided I tried to resist.
The village clerk didn't walk very fast, so I followed him leisurely. His face looked calm, but in fact the suffocating palpitations inside made my hands and feet become cold.
After crossing the 'red ocean', I was taken to the stands. The stands were also densely packed with the so-called high-level officials of the Holy Village, but no one paid attention to me. Instead, everyone looked at the huge backwater bay, among the masks. I can feel a kind of fanaticism in my eyes. I don’t know why
When we got here, the village official's arrogant attitude immediately changed, and he became a little cautious. He didn't dare to go up, but waited respectfully under the middle steps.
About two minutes later, a man wearing a Taoist robe and a mask came down. He waved to the village clerk as if to shoo away flies, and the village clerk immediately left, leaving me alone. He tried hard to maintain his composure, but his heartbeat was extremely fast, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
But the man in the Taoist robe was not anxious about what to do. Instead, he looked me up and down with great interest, and then said to me coldly: "Follow me." Then he turned towards me. Go up the stairs.
I followed him numbly. I thought he would take me into the top room of the stand, but unexpectedly, he took me directly to the top floor.
I have seen a square, standard altar on the top floor before. This stand was originally built against the low slope next to the tidal flat. The top part was flattened to create such an altar.
There was no cover on this altar, so the wind seemed a bit strong. I squinted my eyes, but I was actually a little envious in my heart. This kind of altar is undoubtedly the best place for Taoist priests to cast spells. In ancient times, it was not something that great warlocks could not own. , because any spell basically has a process of going up to heaven to listen. Not to mention this, this kind of specialized altar can also better communicate various energies.
I don’t know why I still think about this, under such an environment and heavy pressure, but I understand that if I have one advantage that I also praise, it is that in the face of heavy pressure, I often relax when I reach the limit. Although this time is different, the feeling of heart palpitations still exists, but it does not affect me from becoming single again.
In the center of the altar, an altar has been set up. It is an altar of the highest standard. There are many ritual objects and sacrifices. In the middle of the altar, there is a small incense burner with three pillars of fragrance. It burns, and light smoke rises. Judging from the smell floating in the air, this is the top-quality sacrificial incense.
However, there were only two people in such a large altar: me and the masked man in Taoist robes. The wind blew the corners of his clothes, and he tilted his head, as if he didn't pay much attention to me, which made me a little distracted. Perhaps, this Is it an opportunity
But just as this idea emerged in my mind, noisy footsteps rang in my ears. I subconsciously turned around and saw a group of people surrounding a person walking towards the altar. .
And the person who was surrounded turned out to be the weirdo.
He didn't wear a mask, and he still looked inconspicuous. If you look closely, you can't take your eyes off him. He still clearly sees it, but can't remember his appearance. He can't be said to be ordinary, nor can he. Not even flamboyant.
There were about ten people following him. Unlike when we first appeared in the Holy Village, not all of the ten people he led this time were Taoist priests. There were also great monks wearing monk robes, but one of them was obviously hiding. A disciple of Buddhism, he walked beside Wei Dao, only slightly giving way half of his body. He seemed to have a high status.
None of these people were wearing masks, and their aura made the wind blowing in the sky become stagnant. It was obvious that all of them were extremely powerful beings. Without deliberately contracting or releasing their auras, they were in a natural state. I feel my legs are a little weak, let alone an ordinary person standing here.
Facing them, I seemed so weak and insignificant, but I don't know if the stubbornness and pride in my bones were at work. I actually gritted my teeth and forced myself to stare at them. I didn't want to show weakness. As a disciple of Lao Li's lineage, I have to stand up straight.
It was such stubbornness that made me scan each of them, and then I was shocked to find that Xiao Chengqian was among them, but he was in the last position.
At this moment, he was also wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe. With his appearance, he looked quite dashing and elegant like a Taoist disciple. I looked at him and wanted to shout, but his eyes did not fall on my face at all. Seems extremely indifferent.
This look made me stop the urge to call him, but I didn't doubt anything about him. I didn't believe that my partner who had been with me in life and death would betray me. I just guessed that he had scruples. There was no need for me to act like this. Even I am confused about one thing, why does he have such a high status in this holy village? I will follow these obviously top people to this altar.
"Village Chief, the time is coming soon." The Taoist priest who had been standing by my side saw the eleven people walking up to the altar. He hurriedly took two steps at a trot, bent down and held his hands, and said in an extremely respectful manner.
"Well, of course I can save it." The person who answered him was the strange way. He still spoke in a concise and concise manner, quite ancient style, but he didn't expect that such a character would have a title called village chief.
I couldn't help but smile. I seemed to be quite destined to the village chief. For the first time, I went on a mission with my master and saw the world. I met the old village chief. But this time, in a place that seemed to me completely Where I couldn't resist, I met another village chief.
Faced with the strange answer, the Taoist naturally did not dare to say anything. He bent back and backed away slowly, as if showing respect to the ancient emperor. After retreating to a certain extent, he turned around and walked off the altar.
One more person or one less person has no meaning at all to me. Just based on aura, I know that I am no match for any of these people. Sister Jenny once gave me a general introduction to the strength of cultivators. According to the classification, these people should be close to the top existence, and that strange way... .
I dare not guess, the corner of my mouth is bitter, but I still can't suppress a thought. I'm afraid that strange way is already a top-level existence. To what extent it is among the top-level, I'm afraid it's not something I can measure with my current eyesight.
"Give it to him." The strange man gave me a look that was neither cold nor emotional, as if he should look at me like that.
As soon as he said this, among the ten people behind him, a man wearing very ordinary clothes and who could not tell what kind of cultivator he was stood up. With a "swish" sound, a baggage was thrown on me. in front of.
At this moment, the smile on my face has not faded because I remembered what the village chief said. When I looked at the package, I also had a calm look on my face.
"You should be very happy that you bothered me to personally give you such a set of clothes." The person who threw the baggage to me seemed to be very proud. His whole person gave people the feeling of being very image-conscious. The hair, sideburns, and beard are all trimmed just right, just like an elegant middle-aged successful person.
I didn't answer his words. He was proud of himself, but that pride did not fall on me, because it had nothing to do with me.
I just walked forward silently and picked up the package. Before I could open it, the man said again: "Well, it's a reward for your courage to smile. There are not many young people like this."
"Quack." The strange man seemed a little dissatisfied and spat out two more words.
The middle-aged man looked shocked and quickly stepped back. It seemed that this strange way had absolute authority in this village.
I didn't care what opera they were singing, but quickly opened the baggage. Inside the baggage, there was a black Tang suit of fine satin neatly stacked, with a red belt and a flower that should be... A big red flower to hang on your chest.
I laughed. It turned out that I was chosen as the so-called newlywed without any notice!
"Put it on." The weirdo said to me lightly.
I raised my head, looked at him, smiled, and said, "Don't you think it's a little cold?"
"Put it on." Wei Dao said as usual, seemingly calm, but I, who have always had excellent spiritual sense, felt keenly that there was clearly a trace of anger in his mood.
Why are you angry? If his cultivation reaches his level, his state of mind will naturally be extremely high. Even if he is a crooked person, it will never affect his calmness. Why would he be angry at my harmless joke
"Village chief, have you decided yet?" The lama next to him spoke. His pronunciation was very strange, with a strong Tibetan flavor. It was obvious that he was not used to speaking Chinese.
However, Wei Dao, who always spoke concisely, seemed to care about him, and explained in an unhurried manner: "His spiritual talent must naturally be extracted, but his people should not be wasted, just send them over. "
I had already taken off the red top and put on the black Tang suit. Suddenly I heard this strange saying, and my hands suddenly became cold again
Extract, my spiritual talent? Wondering why it's so scary? Because I was helpless, my eyes unconsciously fell on the face of Xiao Chengqian, the only friend I trusted here. He still looked indifferent, but there was a trace of apology in his eyes.
Why, are you sorry