It didn't take long for Li Ye to sit and drink with Master Feihong when the monks of the Yaozu finished decorating the altar. Unlike Taiyuan City, the altar in the secret realm originally didn't have much room to decorate, which meant keeping everything simple.
When it was time to offer sacrifices, Li Ye stood up and patted the dust. Under the watchful eyes of the monster monks and Buddhist monks, he stepped up the stone steps of the nine-story altar, and walked to the top floor under the flags fluttering in the wind.
Yang Tingge was already waiting here. As an old monk among the monster clan, he had seen a lot. This time Li Ye offered sacrifices to the Dao of Heaven, and he had to guide him in many details. On the sacrificial altar behind Yang Tingge, there are sacrificial supplies neatly placed.
"Old Yang, it's time to work." Li Ye cupped his hands.
"This is an old man's honor." Yang Tingge returned the gift.
According to the steps taught by Yang Tingge, Li Ye came to the table and made incense first.
The altar is tall and majestic, the top floor is half-hidden by thick fog, and all the monster monks look up in front of the altar, feeling a lot of awe in their hearts.
Youda Xiao said if he felt something: "I have participated in many sacrifices, big and small, and there are also sacrifices to heaven. This time Li Ye is here, will there be any different movements?"
Hong Haier glanced at him, curled his lips contemptuously, with a look of disdain for the other party's short-sightedness, "What else do you want? Let Tian Dao use a thunderstorm to strike you to death?"
Youda Xiao has long been used to the red boy's poisonous tongue, and immediately retorted: "If Heaven is in the mood to take care of us small fish and shrimp, it will be the first to accept you—who made you so annoying when you are young?"
Honghai snorted coldly, and lifted his chin proudly: "The weak need people to like, the strong only need people to respect!"
You Daxiao stroked his forehead with his hand, as if he had seen the tragedy in the world, "The education of Lao Niu's family is really rough!"
During the gap between the two of them bickering, a sudden change came from the altar.
After Li Ye finished offering incense, the sky shrouded in thick fog suddenly surged with wind and clouds, and the fog that originally covered the sky crazily spread to both sides.
Because the fog surged so fast and the movement was so loud, the sky looked like it was torn apart from the middle by a pair of giant hands, and it looked like a towering giant ship riding the wind and waves, knocking the billowing fog over.
Strong winds were blowing in the secret realm, flags were rustling, and people were unstable.
As the thick fog spread to both sides, the central area cast an extremely bright red light, shining on the altar. Not only the altar, but the entire middle of the mountain was shrouded in this red light with a width of tens of feet.
Li Ye on the altar was dancing in his clothes and hair, amidst the overwhelming wind, he seemed to be blown away at any moment. And against the backdrop of the red light, his figure looked a little strange and unpredictable, and even looked quite terrifying.
Yang Tingge, who was assisting at the side, quickly shouted: "His Royal Highness King An, battle axe!"
Li Ye understood the sound, flicked his sleeves, and a bronze battle ax with a simple and thick shape flew out.
This battle ax is composed of parts obtained from the ruins. Li Ye used it to split the gate of the dense fog forest before. At that time, Li Ye felt the extraordinary majestic power from the battle ax, knowing that it must There are later uses, as expected.
After the tomahawk flew out, the light suddenly became brighter, and it stood in mid-air, trembling as if it had some connection with the red light. With a burst of humming, the battle ax suddenly exploded, shattered into pieces, and returned to its previous broken pieces.
The fragments of the battle ax shot down, fell around Li Ye, and quickly inserted into the grooves in different directions on the altar.
In an instant, the ground of the altar lit up, and strips of bronze light appeared, as if someone was drawing a picture with a stylus and a golden hook.
Li Ye watched calmly, and Yang Tingge was not without excitement. Amidst the exclamation of some monks in front of the altar, a formation map was quickly formed at Li Ye's feet.
At this moment, Li Ye's spirit seemed to be hit by a flood, and he was shocked suddenly. He clearly felt a boundless force rising from the formation under his feet and descending from the red light of the sky, sweeping and squeezing him in all directions. come over.
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This huge force is like a sea tide that connects the sky and the earth, and Li Ye is just a small tree by the sea, how can it withstand the opponent's slap
Li Ye soon felt tingling pain all over his body, dizziness, lost his mind, it was difficult to stand still, and there were bloodshots from his seven orifices.
Yang Tingge yelled loudly at the right time: "His Royal Highness King An, blood sacrifice to heaven!"
Hearing the other party's shout, Li Ye frowned, and forcibly stabilized his mind. At the same time, he took out Lu Jujian, and slid it in the palm of his left hand like lightning. When the blood overflowed, Li Ye urged the spiritual energy to wrap the blood and sprinkle it on the altar in front of him.
The blood sprinkled on the altar did not flow along the altar, but quickly sank into it.
And Li Ye was also refreshed, and a strong white light flashed in front of his eyes.
When Li Ye regained his sight again, he found that "I" was still on the altar, but this was not the altar on the top of the mountain, but the altar of a certain magnificent city. Behind "him", there are countless subjects who bowed down and bowed down. There is almost no end in sight at a glance, and there are at least 10,000 people.
...
Taiyuan City.
Chu Nanhuai, who had been gazing at the sky on the altar, suddenly had his eyelids twitch. He blinked and looked intently at the eastern sky. His eyes lit up before he could hold back his excitement, and his beard was messed up. Trembling: "Here we come! The time has come! That kid Li Ye has started offering sacrifices!"
As he said that, he laughed a few times, and looked at Li Xian proudly: "The old man said that Li Ye will definitely be able to control the altar of the secret realm, and even Master Feihong can't stop him, haha!"
Li Xian was not without surprise. Hearing the other party's words and seeing the other party's appearance, he couldn't laugh or cry. Chu Nanhuai was so proud that it seemed that Li Ye was his son and Li Xian was just an outsider.
"This kid is so capable?" Li Xian fell silent, this question made him a little confused, he really wanted to ask: When did my son become so powerful? I don't seem to be that patient...
Chu Nanhuai turned around, ignored Li Xian who was in a daze, waved his long sleeves, and shouted, "Heavenly Dao Sacrificial Ceremony, begin!"
Not long after Chu Nanhuai's words fell, the sound of ritual and music began.
Compared with the simple sacrifices in the secret realm, the sacrifices in Taiyuan City are much more complicated in terms of scenes and etiquette. This is a sacrificial ceremony attended by thousands of people.
Chu Nanhuai came to the altar, performed a series of etiquette, took out a scroll of sacrificial texts, and began to recite.
...
Master Feihong was still sitting on the rocks drinking, and did not look up at the scene of Li Ye offering sacrifices to the heavens like other people, which made her look a little lonely, and also a little lonely and self-admiring.
But no matter what, at this moment she is still trying her best to maintain her indifference. Although she knew very well that when she lost her inner support and became superficial, she was doomed not to last long.
Nangong Yi sat on the ground with his sword in his arms, staring at the altar in a daze. Different from the excitement and excitement of all the monks, besides these emotions in his eyes, there is also a trace of loneliness and annoyance that cannot be concealed.
At some point, he let out a long sigh, his mood was waning, his mood was gloomy, and he seemed to be dejected.
"It's such a beautiful day, why are you sighing?" You Daxiao glanced at him, "Could it be that you still want to go to the altar and take the place of Li Ye?"
Nangong No. 1 is oblique to Yoda Xiao. But different from the past, this time he didn't bicker with the other party, and he didn't even keep the look of seeing you very upset for long, so he looked away.
Such a reaction was beyond Yoda Xiao's expectations. If he still couldn't detect the loneliness and sadness of Nangong No. 1, he would not be one of the six holy sons of the Yaozu, which surprised him very much.
In his impression, Nangong No.1 was very proud, but he would not be so depressed.
But it was impossible for Yoda Xiao to speak softly. He sneered and said, "Looking at you, it looks like you are about to die. Would you like me to help you and give you a knife?"
Nangong turned his head and stared at You Daxiao fiercely. In the past, if he looked like this, he would have rolled up his sleeves, but now he didn't. He just gritted his teeth and asked, "Honestly speaking, that guy Li Ye , is it also the reincarnation of some immortal?"
Yoda Xiao said unexpectedly: "Where did you say that?"
Nangong No. 1 said fiercely with red eyes: "If not, how could his strength improve so fast?"
You Daxiao suddenly realized that Nangong No. 1 was sad and lonely, and it turned out that it was because of his own lack of strength that he fell into self-doubt.
It's no wonder that Nangong No. 1 is extremely talented, especially in the way of swords, and even created the three swords of Buyue. Before meeting Li Ye, he had no opponent and was extremely arrogant.
When he returned to the secret realm, his strength was weak, and before he showed much, he became a prisoner of the Buddhist monks. If Li Ye and the others hadn't grasped the situation of the battle, his life would have been lost.
This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Nangong No. 1 who had never been defeated before.
Youda Xiao sarcastically said to Nangong No.1, "No wonder you look like you are going to die. It turns out that jealousy is at work."
Nangong No. 1 was furious and jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "What did you say? I, Nangong No. 1, am someone who is jealous of others?"
Yoda Xiao sniffed: "Isn't it?"
"I'm angry too! Let's make a move!"
"I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"
The two showed their weapons one after another, and were about to start fighting again.
Nangong No. 1, who was originally lonely and upset, had already escaped from the state of sadness and depression after being made such a fuss by Yoda Xiao.
...
What Li Ye saw in his eyes was the sacrificial scene in Taiyuan City. He could clearly recognize every move of Chu Nanhuai in front of the altar.
What he didn't see was that as his eyes fell on the altar of Taiyuan City, Chu Nanhuai began to preside over the sacrificial ceremony, and a pair of huge eyes suddenly appeared in the blue sky outside Taiyuan City.
Two beams of red light shot out from the pupils and directly cast on the altar of Taiyuan City.
At this moment, Li Ye clearly felt that a certain connection had been established between the secret realm and Taiyuan City.
When this connection was established, his discomfort completely disappeared. Above the magic circle, the supreme power within the red light still exists and surrounds him, but his body is no longer tingling, and his spirit is no longer oppressed.
Not only that, but Li Ye felt like a spring breeze at the moment.
If it is said that what he felt before was the killing power of the world falling apart and the destruction of the world, then what he clearly perceives at this moment is the gentle power of the spring wind turning into rain and the growth of all things.
This kind of power made him feel indescribably comfortable, spiritually joyful, and full of strength. He had the urge to sing loudly and dance with his sword drawn.
However, before Li Ye could experience this power, on the sky of the secret realm, at the source of the red light, a voice that seemed to come from the ancient prehistoric times, and experienced the vicissitudes of time and space for thousands of years, came like rolling thunder, showing its majesty.
"The way of the world is the combination of yin and yang. There is yin and yang, so there is birth and death; there is birth and death, so the world lasts forever."
"Flowing water does not rot, and the hinge does not moth. Yin and Yang produce changes, and changes create the world. Everything can die, but yin and yang are immortal."
"The so-called Dao is based on yin and yang. The power of the Dao can produce all things and destroy all things. Life and death are yin and yang."
"Li Ye, are you ready to accept the power of heaven?"