Offering sacrifices to the heavens with monsters originated from ancient traditions, and is a custom and a symbol.
It is not clear whether it is possible to sense the heavens when offering sacrifices to the heavens, maybe it can or not, but the long-standing habits have not changed, and they will not change. This represents a big event and has great significance.
It is said that the more powerful the monster is used to sacrifice to the sky, the better the effect will be.
The Black Saber Tiger Jiao is a powerful monster, a powerful monster that can only be captured alive by Lin Shanhou himself. At this time, the soldiers carrying the bound black monsters are all Lin Shanhou's personal guards. At least they all have the cultivation base of the middle stage of true martial arts.
Cut open the throat of the Hei Dao Hu Jiao, let the blood out, the Hei Dao Hu Jiao struggled desperately, but couldn't break free, it could only become weaker and weaker, the strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and it couldn't be melted away, the scarlet color was so thick that it was shocking. Flowing quickly in the lines of the platform, dyeing the lines red.
Everyone looked solemn.
Offering sacrifices to heaven is a very important ceremony and cannot be interfered with.
Lin Shanhou flew up with Chen Zongru in the wind, landed on the altar, looked up at the sky, opened his hands, the blood in the altar flew up, as if rising into a mist, surrounded Lin Shanhou's side, constantly They surged up to the sky, and in the sky, formed the phantom of the Will Black Saber Tiger Flood Dragon.
Then, first read a sacrificial oration that sounded mysterious and mysterious. Although I couldn't hear it, it was full of rhythm, like singing.
"With the sky as the evidence and the earth as the inheritance, I, Linshanhou Guan Zaishan, accepted Chen Zong as my disciple today..." Linshanhou's solemn and solemn voice resounded in all directions and echoed endlessly.
Rumbling, the sky is bright and the sun is bright, but there is the sound of thunder and rolling, as if it is a response to Lin Shanhou.
Just above the altar, Chen Zong kowtowed to Linshanhou.
"Hahahaha, get up, my good apprentice." Lin Shanhou laughed endlessly, and stretched out his hand to help Chen Zong up.
For Chen Zong's disciple, Lin Shanhou was satisfied from the bottom of his heart, beyond the limit.
Throughout the history of the Yunlong Dynasty, no one has ever been able to learn the Enlightenment Kungfu in just one month, which represents infinite potential and infinite possibilities in the future.
What could be more satisfying than this for a disciple who has great hopes of achieving the Transcendent Realm in the future
After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, Lin Shanhou took Chen Zong back to his seat.
Food and wine were served.
Everyone who comes here has gifts, but they are some more common gifts, such as Lingbei weapons, etc., which have already been registered by the people of the Hou Mansion and put away.
The following time is a relatively free time, where everyone can talk about it, or let the younger generations have discussions to add to the fun and so on.
"Master Hou, let's start." Situ Zhan, the owner of the Silver Knife Castle, said suddenly, his sharp eyes swept across Chen Zong, and landed on Lin Shanhou's face.
Everyone was a little confused, so Duan Zhixing was thoughtful, but he couldn't think of what it was. Only Situ Zhan and others, Lin Shanhou and Chen Zong knew what was going on.
Gambling war!
Yes, long ago, Situ Zhan had approached Lin Shanhou and asked for a bet.
The object of the betting battle is naturally the number one on the Crazy Sword List of Silver Knife Castle, and it is also Yang Tianzhao, a disciple of Situ Zhan, and Chen Zong, a disciple of Linshanhou.
The bet, of course, is the earth-level peerless skill of Hunting Po Yuan Jin, and the Silver Knife Castle side must also put up enough bets. The value of the earth-level peerless skill is extremely high, so Silver Sword Castle has to Bleeding heavily, take out a treasure: Mingguang Baojia.
According to Lin Shan Hou told Chen Zong that the Mingguang Baojia is a fake spiritual weapon.
What is a pseudo-spiritual weapon
Chen Zong didn't know at first, but he didn't understand until Lin Shanhou explained, and then he was very surprised.
In the world of warriors, weapons and armor are divided into two levels. The first level corresponds to the ordinary level. For example, the two swords used by Chen Zong belong to the first level.
This is true for so-called Fantie, Fine Tie, and even Divine Tie, while the second level is Spirit Treasures. According to their classification, there are Spirit Weapons, Spirit Armor, and Spirit Treasures.
To put it simply, what a spiritual weapon corresponds to is the Transcendent Realm.
Only those who are strong in the Transcendent Realm can truly use the spiritual weapon and exert the power it should have.
After many years, with the efforts of many weapon refiners, they found a way to allow warriors below the Transcendent Realm to use the extra power of weapons, that is the pseudo-spiritual weapon.
Pseudo-spiritual weapons are superior to ordinary weapons, possessing a part of the power of spiritual weapons, but they cannot be compared with spiritual weapons.
As long as you are a martial artist in the real martial arts state, you can use the power contained in the fake spiritual weapon relatively easily to improve yourself. It is also possible for a martial artist in the strong state, but it is more difficult.
The value of the fake spiritual weapon is very high, and most people cannot obtain it. The Mingguang armor is one of the only two fake spiritual weapons in Silver Knife Castle.
If it wasn't for the prefecture-level masterpiece Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin, if it wasn't for Lin Shanhou's strength and status, Silver Knife Castle would not be willing to bet Mingguang Baojia, in case of defeat, the loss would be heavy.
But there is no way, for the earth-level peerless Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin, he must take risks.
Efforts and benefits are often directly proportional, and empty-handed white wolves also depend on the object.
"Of course." Lin Shanhou smiled slightly.
If it was before, he might have worried that Chen Zong might lose, but now, Lin Shanhou is full of confidence, and the Mingguang armor of Silver Knife Castle seems to be recruiting.
Even with the status of Marquis of Linshan, he couldn't ignore the value of a fake spiritual weapon.
Seeing the smile on Lin Shanhou's face, for some reason, Situ Zhan suddenly felt a little cold and had a bad feeling, but the matter has come to this point, there is no way out, and he can only hope that his disciple can defeat Chen Zong .
Thinking of his disciples, a smile flashed in Situ Zhan's eyes. After his wholehearted teaching in the past month, his combat power may not reach four stars, but at the level of three stars, it is definitely the limit.
As long as Chen Zong does not have a four-star combat power, he is definitely not an opponent.
After Lin Shanhou agreed, the young man behind Situ Zhan stepped forward, his originally clear and plain eyes suddenly flashed sharp and sharp, like a long knife drawn out of its sheath, it was astonishingly sharp, and shot at Chen Zong through the air.
Chen Zong looked over without fear, and the invisible sharpness collided in the air.
Everyone is looking forward to it, because it will be a battle between dragons and tigers, and this will also be the time when they see the strength of Lin Shanhou's disciple with their own eyes.
Standing behind Duan Zhixing, the owner of Aojian Villa, is a young man with sharp eyes like the edge of a sword. His whole body exudes an aura that belongs to the sword. He is Duan Zhixing's son and the No. One person: Duan Chenjian.
Duan Chenjian and Yang Tianzhao are old rivals. As for Chen Zong, he was very curious when he saw it for the first time.
"Hahahaha, Marquis of Linshan, you didn't even inform me about such a major event as the disciple acceptance ceremony." Some rough laughter suddenly sounded out, which seemed very abrupt, like a bell ringing, interrupting Chen Zong and Yang Tian The confrontation between Zhao and Zhao also attracted everyone's attention.
Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, seemingly displeased.
uninvited guest.
I saw two people appearing at the gate of Linshanyuan. One was tall and strong, as strong as a hill. This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. The oppression, every movement, seems to squeeze and repel the surrounding air, and when walking, there are bursts of whistling sounds.
Everyone's pupils contracted, especially Situ Zhan and Duan Zhixing, who felt more clearly that it was a strong man, a strong man who could threaten their lives, at least, a pseudo-transcendent.
As for the superhuman beings, that's impossible, because superhuman beings don't appear at will, even for the acceptance ceremony, unless Lin Shanhou himself is also a superhuman being.
As for the young man who was following him, although he was also very eye-catching, he was ignored for a while. After all, if he didn't go to the pseudo-transcendent realm, he couldn't steal the limelight from a pseudo-transcendent strong man.
"Wu Shanhou, you are not staying in your Wushan County, what are you doing here?" Lin Shanhou didn't get up, his voice was neither slow nor fast, and it fell on everyone's ears, but it was like a thunderclap.
No mountain marquis, no mountain county!
The identity of this extremely strong pseudo-transcendent strongman is about to be revealed.
A prince with the same status as Linshanhou.
Everyone quickly stood up and saluted.
There is no way, this is a dynasty, and Lord Hou has a high position and great power.
"Accepting disciples, it's such an important matter, I have to spare time for whatever I say." Wu Shanhou said with a chuckle, it sounded like an old friend came to send blessings, but everyone could hear the dissatisfaction in the laughter kindness.
Yes, Wushan County is adjacent to Linshan County, but Wushanhou and Linshanhou are not good friends. In fact, they are old rivals with similar strength. It is impossible to say who is stronger and who is weaker, but they will compete with each other. You can't kill, you can't injure, and it's always okay to make the other party lose face when you feel disgusted.
This time, the purpose of Marquis Wushan coming here was to slap Marquis Linshan in the face, and the way of slapping him naturally fell on Chen Zong.
"Coincidentally, I took in a disciple a few months ago, here, it is him." Wu Shanhou pointed to the young man standing beside him, his eyes were fierce, and the most impressive thing was a pair of arms, very long, Like the arm of the ape: "His name is Flying Ape, and his strength is not bad."
Flying Ape's unruly eyes swept across, and fell on Chen Zong's face, the corners of his mouth were raised, full of provocation.
"How about it, Lin Shanhou, let my disciple fight your disciple." Wu Shanhou said with a smile.
From his perception, Wushanhou's disciple Fei Yuan is in the middle stage of Rank 9 of Jin Jing, but he doesn't know how much his combat power is. After all, it is difficult to make an accurate judgment without taking action.
As soon as Wu Shanhou's words came out of his mouth, they immediately became a little subtle.
It was supposed to be the battle between Yang Tianzhao and Chen Zong of Silver Knife Castle, but before it started, two unexpected visitors, Wu Shanhou and his disciple Fei Yuan, appeared.
So now, who is going to fight whom
"Hehehehe, it's quite lively." At this time, another voice came from outside. It was not as majestic and rough as Wu Shanhou, but a bit thin, and it also brought a hint of cold feeling, like Gusts of dark wind came blowing, and the coldness rose involuntarily.
(end of this chapter)