Chapter 36 Unexpected Visitors
Sacrifice the heaven with monsters, originating from ancient traditions, is a custom and a symbol.
It is not clear whether offering sacrifices to heaven can sense the heaven, maybe it can or not, but the long-standing habit has not changed, and it will not change. This represents a major event and is of great significance.
It is said that the more powerful monsters are used to sacrifice to the sky, the better the effect will be.
The Black Sabre Tiger Flood Dragon is a powerful monster, a powerful monster that can only be captured alive by the Marquis Linshan himself. At this time, the soldiers carrying the bound black monsters are all guards of the Marquis Linshan. At least they all have the cultivation base of the middle stage of True Martial Realm.
The throat of the Black Sabre Tiger Jiao was cut open and bloodletting was carried out. The Black Saber Tiger Jiao Dragon struggled desperately, but could not break free. It could only become weaker and weaker. The lines of the platform quickly flowed, dyeing the lines red.
Everyone looked solemn.
Offering sacrifices to the heavens is a very important ceremony and should not 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, and the blood in the altar flew up, as if rising into a mist, surrounding Lin Shanhou, constantly. It surged up into the sky, and in the sky, it formed the phantom of the black sword and tiger of the will.
Next, he read out an observance that sounded mysterious and didn't know what it meant. Although he couldn't hear it, it was full of rhythm, like a chant.
"Take the sky as the proof and the earth as the inheritance, I am here today to accept Chen Zong as a disciple of the Shun Zai Mountain..." The voice of the Lin Shanhou was solemn, resounding in all directions, echoing endlessly.
Rumbling, the sky is clear and the sun is shining, but there is the sound of rolling thunder, as if it were a response to the waiting of Linshan.
Just above the altar, Chen Zong bowed to Linshan while waiting.
"Hahaha, get up, my good disciple." Lin Shanhou laughed, reaching out to help Chen Zong up.
For Chen Zong, the disciple, Lin Shanhou was satisfied from the bottom of his heart, and satisfied beyond the limit.
Throughout the history of the Yunlong Dynasty, no one has ever been able to get started with the Enlightenment Technique in just one month, which represents infinite potential and infinite possibilities in the future.
A disciple who has a great hope of attaining the transcendent realm in the future, what could be more satisfying than this?
After the ceremony of sacrificing the sky, Linshan Hou took Chen Zong back to his seat.
Food and wine are presented.
Everyone who comes, has gifts, but they are some of the more common gifts, such as Lingbei weapons, etc., which have already been registered and put away by the people of the Houfu.
The next time is a relatively free time, where everyone can talk at length, and they can also let the younger generation discuss and add to the fun, and so on.
"Master Hou, it's time to start." Situ Zhan, the master of Silver Sword Fortress, suddenly said, his sharp eyes swept across Chen Zong and landed on the face of Lin Shanhou.
Everyone was a little confused, Duan Zhixing was thoughtful, but he couldn't think of what it was. Only Situ Zhan and the others, Lin Shanhou and Chen Zong knew what was going on.
Gambling!
Yes, long ago, Situ Zhan had already approached Lin Shanhou and made a request for gambling.
The target of the gambling battle is naturally the first place on the Silver Sword Fort's Crazy Sword List, who is also Situ Zhan's disciple Yang Tianzhao and Lin Shanhou's disciple Chen Zong.
The bet is naturally the ground-level masterpiece, Huntian Poyuanjin, and the Silver Sword Fort party must also put up enough bets. The ground-level masterpiece is extremely valuable. Therefore, the Silver Sword Fort has no choice but to bet. Bleeding heavily, he took out a treasure: Mingguang Baojia.
According to Linshan Hou told Chen Zong, Mingguang Baojia is a pseudo-spiritual weapon.
What is a pseudo-spirit?
Chen Zong didn't know it at first, but he didn't understand until Lin Shanhou explained it, and then he was surprised.
The world of warriors, weapons and armor, etc., are divided into two major levels. The first major level corresponds to the ordinary level. For example, the two swords used by Chen Zong belong to the first major level.
This is true of the so-called ordinary iron tools, refined iron tools, and even divine iron tools, and the second level is the spirit tools. According to their classification, there are spirit weapons, spirit armor, and spirit treasures.
Simply put, the spiritual tool corresponds to the transcendent realm.
Only the powerhouses in the transcendent realm can really use the spirit tool and exert the power that the spirit tool should have.
After many years, with the efforts of many refiners, they have found a way to allow warriors below the transcendent realm to use the extra power of weapons, that is, pseudo-spiritual tools.
Pseudo-spirits are beyond ordinary weapons, possessing some of the power of spirits, but they cannot be compared with spirits.
As long as it is a true martial artist, it is easier to use the power contained in the pseudo-spiritual weapon to improve itself. It is also possible for a martial artist to practice strength, but it is more difficult.
The value of the pseudo-spiritual tool is very high, and most people cannot obtain it. The Mingguang Treasure Armor is one of the only two pseudo-spiritual tools in the Silver Sword Castle.
If it weren't for the prefecture-level superb Huntian Po Yuanjin, if it wasn't for the strength and status of the Marquis of Linshan, what if the Silver Sword Fortress would not be willing to take Mingguang Baojia as a bet, in case of defeat, the loss would be heavy.
But there is no way, in order to break the energy of the earth, one must take risks.
Efforts and benefits are often proportional, and it depends on the target.
"Of course." Lin Shanhou smiled slightly.
If it was before, I might have worried that Chen Zong might be defeated, but now, Linshan Hou is very confident, and the Mingguang Baojia of Silver Sword Fort seems to be recruiting.
Even in the status of a mountain-waiter, the value of a pseudo-spirit cannot be ignored.
Seeing the smile on Lin Shanhou's face, I don't know why, 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 own disciple, a smile flashed in Situ Zhan's eyes. After his wholehearted teaching over the past month, his combat power might not have reached a four-star level, but at a three-star level, it was 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, and his originally clear and dull eyes suddenly flashed a sharp light, like a long knife unsheathed, astonishingly sharp, and shot at Chen Zong through the air.
Chen Zong looked over without fear, and the invisible sharp edges collided in the air.
Everyone is looking forward to it, because it will be a battle of dragons and tigers, and this will also be the time when they will see the strength of the disciples of Linshan Hou.
Standing behind Duan Zhixing, the owner of Aojian Villa, stood a young man, his eyes were sharp like a sword, and his whole body exuded an aura that belonged to a sword. He was the son of Duan Zhixing and the No. One person: Duan Chenjian.
Duan Chenjian and Yang Tianzhao are also old rivals. As for Chen Zong, the first time he saw it, he was very curious.
"Hahaha, you didn't even notify me about such important events as the waiting of Linshan and the ceremony of accepting disciples." Some rough laughter suddenly sounded, which seemed very abrupt. It sounded like a Hong bell, interrupting Chen Zong and Yang Tian. The confrontation between Zhao also attracted everyone's attention.
Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, and seemed a little unhappy.
uninvited guest.
I saw two people appearing at the gate of Linshan Courtyard. One was tall and strong like a small mountain. This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. His strong body exuded amazing energy all the time. The oppression, every move, seems to squeeze and repel the surrounding air, and when walking, there are bursts of whistling.
Everyone's pupils shrank, especially Situ Zhan and Duan Zhixing, who felt more clearly that it was a strong man, a strong man enough to threaten their lives, at least, a pseudo-transcendent realm.
As for the supernatural powerhouse, it is impossible, because the supernatural powerhouse will not appear at will, even if it is a ceremony of accepting apprentices, unless Linshan Hou is also a supernormal realm powerhouse.
As for the young man who followed him, although he was also very eye-catching, he was ignored for a while. After all, he couldn't grab the limelight beside a pseudo-supernatural powerhouse without reaching the pseudo-transcendent realm.
"Wushan Hou, you are not staying in your Wushan County, what are you doing here with me?" Linshan Hou did not get up, his voice was slow and slow, and fell in the ears of everyone, but it was like a thunderous explosion.
Wushan Hou, Wushan County!
The identity of this extremely strong pseudo-transcendent powerhouse is ready to be revealed.
A prince of the same status as Linshanhou.
Everyone quickly stood up to salute.
No way, this is a dynasty, Hou Ye has a high position and great power.
"You accept disciples, this is such a big thing, I have to make time for anything." Wushanhou laughed, it sounded like an old friend coming to send blessings, but everyone could hear the laughter in the laughter. kindness.
Yes, Wushan County and Linshan County are adjacent to each other, but Wushanhou and Linshanhou are not good friends. In fact, they are old rivals with similar strengths. 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 hurt, and it's always okay to be disgusted by the opponent's face.
This time, the purpose of Wushanhou running here is to slap Linshanhou in the face, and the way of slapping the face naturally falls on Chen Zong.
"It just so happens that I accepted a disciple a few months ago, now, it's him." Wushan Hou pointed to the young man standing beside him, his eyes were unruly, and the most impressive thing was a pair of arms, very long, Like Ape Arm: "His name is Flying Ape, and his strength is not bad."
Flying Monkey'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, Marquis Linshan, let my disciples fight with yours." Marquis Wushan laughed.
In perception, the disciple of Wushanhou, Fei Yuan Xiu, is in the middle of the ninth rank of Jin Jing. As for the combat power, he is not clear. After all, it is difficult to make an accurate judgment on the combat power.
As soon as Wushanhou's words were exported, it immediately became a little subtle.
The battle between Yang Tianzhao and Chen Zong, who was supposed to be the Silver Sword Fortress, has not yet started, but two unexpected guests, the Marquis of Wushan and his disciple Hiro, 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 Wushanhou, it was a little sharp, and it also gave people a hint of gloomy feeling, like The gloomy wind blows, and the coldness rises involuntarily.