Xue Canghai's attitude is serious.
This was a salute in front of a large crowd, just like how Zhao Changhe had saluted Instructor Sun before. He didn't consider whether it was a matter of face or not, it was just what he should do.
Zhao Changhe was still in a daze, but the believers reacted first, kneeling down and shouting in unison: "Greetings to the Holy Son!"
At this moment you can see people's ecstatic emotions. They originally regarded this guy as an idol, but that was wishful thinking. Others might think you were idiots, but now that the leader has taken the lead in certification, the idol has truly become "one of ours"... The feeling is just like when a star-chaser goes home for the New Year and his family points at the idol and says, "This is your cousin."
Zhao Changhe stood in the middle of the field looking around at the people bowing their heads. He wanted to scratch his head, but he resisted the urge to do so. He had an idol burden, and scratching his head was not very elegant.
I have to admit, this feels... expansive
No wonder everyone wants to be the best. Some people may particularly enjoy the feeling of being looked down upon by everyone.
Xue Canghai: “…”
Why are you in a daze? I have been kneeling for a long time.
Zhao Changhe finally came to his senses, stepped forward to help Xue Canghai up, and sighed, "What if I say I don't want to be the Holy Son?"
Xue Canghai stood up and pointed at Instructor Sun, revealing a hint of a smile: "Since you still recognize our incense relationship... In fact, it doesn't matter whether you are the Holy Son or not. We treat you as one, and you just don't deny it, just like they treated you as one of their own before, and you didn't deny it."
Zhao Changhe couldn't help but ask: "Why did you do this, Master? Aren't you just finding a father for your head?"
Xue Canghai said calmly: "I already have one mother, so what if I have another father?"
Zhao Changhe: “?”
Xue Canghai whispered, "We believe in it because we think the way of the Blood God is really powerful and we firmly believe it. But over the years, the Blood God Cult has declined to this point. I, Xue Canghai, am to blame for this, but the lack of our inheritance is also one of the main reasons. As a result, no one can understand the Blood God's will, so how can we pursue that kind of powerful power?"
Zhao Changhe nodded. Many knowledgeable people had told him that the Blood God Cult's inheritance was lost, and he couldn't blame Master Xue for all the problems. Today, he saw that Master Xue was actually quite capable...
It is no wonder that he felt as if a long-awaited rain had finally come to him because he could "understand the meaning of the God of Blood".
"The integrity of the Blood God's will is better than anything else. If you can really do it, then you are the Holy Son. What's the point of looking for a father?" Xue Canghai sighed: "Besides, the Holy Son is not a father. You and I are responsible for different directions."
Zhao Changhe said: "I don't even know if I can do this. I haven't even seen your holy objects, so why should I take responsibility?"
Xue Canghai said: "Why not give it a try? You don't have to be the Holy Son, but I believe you really need our secret manuals and the ability to comprehend the holy objects. After you comprehend them, we can tell you what you think."
"Why do you need it?"
“Because your Blood Killing Skill is really not perfect… If it weren’t for the integration of other martial arts, you wouldn’t be qualified to come this far with just your half-baked Blood Killing Skill… No matter how many times you fight with me, you can only get the training you need.” Xue Canghai said: “In the battle just now, did you feel that you were still a long way off, and not the finishing touch you originally imagined?”
"Hmm..." Zhao Changhe finally didn't object and sighed again in his heart.
As a sect, the logic is different from that of ordinary forces. For example, holy objects must not be desecrated by outsiders. Even Suzaku did not touch this taboo at the beginning. Otherwise, it would not be to subdue the Blood God Cult, but to become a complete enemy and fight to the death.
The Blood God Cultists appear to submit to your power and pay homage, but there will be countless troubles waiting for them to rebel against you later, so they won't be as obedient as they are now.
If you want to touch the so-called "holy objects", it is impossible to do so by conventional means. You have to join the sect and become a younger brother under Master Xue. Only after you are promoted and appreciated can you be allowed to observe. Now you don't have to do that. You are the Son of God and the spokesperson of the Blood God. You have the final say on who can touch the holy objects. The leader is only exercising the authority of religious affairs, and he has no say in the disposal of the holy objects.
Zhao Changhe was feeling complicated and whispered, "Let's go back to our respective positions. What kind of talk is this?"
Xue Canghai waved his hand domineeringly: "Are you all free? How much have you learned from this battle? Go back and study. Tomorrow I will assess your achievements!"
The believers bowed and left: "Yes. May the Holy Son be well and safe."
Zhao Changhe: “…”
The sect's beliefs are really awesome. I can finally understand Suzaku's sometimes inexplicable thoughts. For example, Suzaku suspected that his star form was related to the Night Emperor, and his attitude changed. He sent Winged Fire Snake to test and approach, trying to find out whether it was true or not. Later, he found out that it was not true, but Miss Winged Fire Snake fell in love...
In fact, Chi Chi has always felt a little... They may think that the Four Symbols can be replaced, but their respect for the Night Emperor is truly god-like.
"Holy Son, follow me." Xue Canghai dismissed the onlookers and personally led Zhao Changhe to the sect's secret cave. He whispered, "There is also a Maitreya messenger in the secret cave... What do you think, Holy Son?"
As he spoke, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he made a knife-like gesture: "How about killing him and offering him to the gods?" Zhao Changhe was stunned: "Maitreya messenger? What are you doing here?"
"They want us to go east to Xiangfan."
Zhao Changhe suddenly realized that this place was actually a strategic military location and its geographical location was very important.
Xue Canghai has tens of thousands of soldiers at his command. Although they are all horseless infantry, each of them is a real warrior. They are much more elite than the Maitreya sect's deceived believers at all levels. The sudden intervention of this force in the southern war can have an immeasurable impact.
The problem is that this is Suzaku's strategic deployment and her keen vision.
Are you from the Maitreya sect trying to intercept
Zhao Changhe remained calm and asked in a low voice: "What does the leader think?"
Xue Canghai said: "I don't want to be oppressed by the Four Symbols Sect all the time, and I do want to find some way... But the Maitreya Sect is not a good partner, and I don't see any chance of them succeeding, so I hesitate. But now that the Son of God is here, there is no need to hesitate. You and the Maitreya Sect have a great hatred, so just kill them."
Zhao Changhe thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Master Xue, are you willing to be a non-believer?"
Xue Canghai said calmly: "We are a demon sect. Whether there is faith or not depends on the actual situation."
Zhao Changhe said: "Then agree to them and agree on how to cooperate and when to send troops. The more detailed the agreement, the better."
Xue Canghai smiled: "Got it."
It's a tacit understanding.
Xue Canghai was thinking at this moment, who the hell said this guy was a knight? His heart must be so black that it must be festering.
As expected of our Blood God Cult.
Zhao Changhe was also thinking at this moment, although he had a close relationship with the Blood God Cult, and now it seemed to be even deeper, the Blood God Cult was not a good target either. This bloodthirsty and murderous evil intention... Hey... Isn't that what the Son of God does
As they each had their own thoughts, the two men stepped into the underground cave. Zhao Changhe clearly felt the familiar touch of passing through the space barrier.
"This was once a secret place, and the holy object was discovered here." Xue Canghai explained: "It's not that we occupied Wushan, it was originally here."
Zhao Changhe nodded: "When the era collapsed, the array disk protected the space, but the array disk itself was not a single piece. It was made up of multiple objects. As a result, many of its parts fell apart. The loss of your inheritance also came from this."
Xue Canghai: “?”
You said you are not the Son of God, how do you know that the holy object is a formation plate
I also know that it has collapsed a lot!
His expression became a little awed again, and he led Zhao Changhe straight to the end of the passage.
Several high-level guardians of the sixth and seventh levels of Xuanguan were guarding the door. When they saw Xue Canghai coming, they all bowed and saluted: "Master."
Xue Canghai nodded at them: "Open the door."
Someone pressed the trigger, and the heavy stone door slowly opened.
The bloody murderous aura that rushed towards him made Zhao Changhe hold his breath. In the dark red blood light that filled the room, a huge formation plate about ten feet in diameter was quietly leaning against the center of the altar, facing the direction of the gate.
At first glance, it looks like the eye of a god or Buddha, staring coldly at the mortals who come to worship.
Two things in Zhao Changhe's ring started beating at the same time.
One was a blood bead obtained from Maitreya long ago, which was identified by the blind man as an inlay on the corner of the array plate. He once extracted evil energy from it to break through.
The other one was the blood card that Ying Wu sold for one cent. He had never studied it. At this moment, it was madly coordinating with the formation plate and jumping non-stop.
At the same time, the array plate also flashed a blood-red light, as if its cold eyes became lively, like an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and saw his son who had been away for a long time returning home.
(End of this chapter)