Chapter 1811

Li Chenyuan said: "Everyone, please put out all the tributes."

The fanatical believers took out all the tributes they had carefully preserved before and piled them in the center of the hall.

Li Chenyuan didn't say anything, and began to place various tributes on the golden table under the twenty-four dome pillars.

The tributes at each table are different.

On the first golden table, there is a sleeping star beast, on the second table, there is a divine bead, and on the third golden table, there are ten bouquets of various kinds. Different sacred herbs, the fourth golden table is placed with various poisonous weeds, the fifth golden table is placed with various animal teeth and skins, and the sixth golden table is placed with various creatures Organs were used as sacrifices, and various minerals and metals were placed on the seventh golden table...

Li Chenyuan placed them one by one.

Twenty-four different golden tables with different tributes placed on them.

Lin Beichen looked at it for a while and understood in his heart.

These twenty-four golden seats were indeed prepared for the twenty-four ancestors. The tributes placed on each golden table happened to be aimed at the twenty-four bloodline cultivation paths.

Soon, the twenty-four golden tables were filled with all kinds of sacrifices.

Then, Li Chenyuan took out a small sword, cut his wrist, and poured the blood into the golden wine pot and wine utensils.

Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed.

Li Chenyuan looked at the other fanatic believers and said, "Just fill all the drinking utensils with our blood."

Puff puff.

A series of sounds of sharp blades cutting flesh.

Without any hesitation, the fanatical believers took out their swords one by one, cut their wrists, and poured their blood into the gold wine vessels on different tables.

A faint smell of blood began to fill the air.

Lin Beichen glanced at Wu Shanglong.

The latter glared and said: "Don't look at me, I'm not from your group... I'm not worthy."

Lin Beichen: "..."

Oops, that bitch is quite vindictive.

Lin Beichen had a bad premonition in his heart.

In short, this kind of thing involving self-bleeding is a bit like a blood sacrifice. It feels to him like a secret evil ritual of some kind of cult, which is not a good thing.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Li Chenyuan looked at Lin Beichen.

Ah this...

Lin Beichen was a little confused.

Do you want me to bleed too?

He was reluctant, but after all, he couldn't take off his vest yet, so he took out his sword, pretended to be a new high-spirited hero, and slowly squeezed into the crowd.

Phew.

The sound of something being cut.

Lin Beichen added 'blood' to various drinking utensils.

A red one...

Disguised...

industrial alcohol.

It is impossible to bleed.

It’s okay to add some ingredients.

Lin Beichen was very vigilant, and his intuition told him that at this time, he must be on guard.

Anyway, it was for the ancestors to drink.

A small amount of industrial alcohol should not poison the ancestors to death... Besides, they are just sacrifices, and they won't really drink them, so they can just pretend.

Fortunately, there were so many people and it was very confusing.

Everyone is scrambling to 'donate blood'.

Lin Beichen was able to pass the test by pretending to be fake.

Soon, the twenty-four golden tables were filled with tributes, and the originally empty dishes and wine bottles were filled to the brim.

Lin Beichen looked towards the second-level high platform.

The desks in the two high-level positions above were still empty.

Lin Beichen was addicted to "donating blood" and wanted to take another precaution.

"what are you doing?"

Li Chenyuan grabbed him and said, "Okay, don't worry about the dishes and wine utensils in those two positions."

"in spite of?"

Lin Beichen was startled for a moment, then looked at the emperor's throne at the highest place and said, "What about His Majesty? Don't you need to pay tribute?"

Li Chenyuan shook his head and said: "The tributes there are not like these."

"what is that?"

Lin Beichen asked.

Li Chenyuan looked at him deeply and said nothing.

Instead, he looked at Wu Shanglong and said, "Please restore the two screens in front of the throne to their original state. Things in this hall are not allowed to be moved or changed at will."

Wu Shanglong smiled and said: "Okay."

He dodged onto the high platform and used all his strength to move both the Cangsheng Screen and the Galaxy Screen to their original positions.

The majestic and mysterious brilliance appeared again.

Looking across the two screens, I could see the vague shadow of the 'Emperor' on the throne behind me. His figure was slightly crooked. He was still holding the armrest of the throne with his left hand and supporting his chin with his right hand, as if he was deep in the sky. Think deeply about actions in general.

Everything is restored to its original state.

"That's not right."

Wu Shanglong returned below, looked at everyone, suppressed his smiling expression, and became more serious than ever before, saying: "According to the people in charge of the Forbidden Army, the Emperor's Temple should never look like this. His Majesty should be sitting upright on the golden throne. On the throne of God, he is dormant and recuperating. The original Saint betrayed you and severely damaged Your Majesty while the battle with Chaos consumed a lot of money. Therefore, His Majesty cannot leave this golden throne at all, but now there is no one... No matter if you believe me or not. , but obviously something unexpected happened beyond our knowledge.”

Li Chenyuan looked at him, his eyes still full of vigilance.

Lin Beichen asked: "What should we do next?"

Li Chenyuan said: "Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Lin Beichen asked curiously.

"I don't know either."

Li Chenyuan said: "I only know so much. After all this is done, I just need to wait in the main hall."

After saying that, he returned to the center of the hall and knelt down quietly.

Other fanatical believers also came behind him and knelt down quietly.

His expression was pious and solemn.

But Lin Beichen knew that at that moment, Li Chenyuan, the young man in white, actually felt a little shaken in his heart. Otherwise, he would have asked others to kneel with him instead of just himself, just like before. Go get down on your knees.

Lin Beichen thought for a while, pulled Wu Shanglong to Li Chenyuan's side, and knelt down as well.

The hall became quiet again.

time flies.

When the sunlight outside the hall gradually disappeared, the light in the hall became darker.

The golden color of the palace walls becomes more and more brilliant.

But it couldn't bring light to this hall.

Lin Beichen felt an uneasiness gradually rising in his heart.

He vaguely felt that something was about to happen.

Quiet.

The hall suddenly became eerily quiet.

It seemed like I could hear my own heartbeat.

All the fanatics knelt silently.

Lin Beichen looked sideways at Li Chenyuan, and saw that his eyes were firm, but his hands were clenched tightly, as if he was cheering himself up.

His heart was shaken.

At this time, a burst of laughter suddenly came from deep in the hall.

Lin Beichen instantly felt a creepy feeling.

It was like Nie Xiaoqian's laughter coming from the resentful wilderness pool late at night in Lanruo Temple. This laughter made people panic.

The other fanatic believers also trembled.

Then, a series of footsteps sounded.

coming.

somebody is coming.

Lin Beichen's heart moved and he looked up towards the source of the laughter.

Deep in the hall, I saw a dozen figures walking out in the darkness. At first I couldn't see their faces and figures clearly. I just felt that the dozen or so people were of different heights and had some strange shapes. They were walking slowly and joking with each other. He looked very tall and was talking about something, but all that could be heard was the weird laughter.

Gradually, it got closer.

Strange power filled the hall.

Lin Beichen only felt a terrible pressure growing invisibly, imprisoning him, making him feel like he was carrying an ancient sacred mountain on his back, making it difficult to move.

At this time, he finally saw the face of the visitor clearly.

The man walking at the front was tall and burly, and he looked...

"How can it be?"

Seeing this person's appearance, Lin Beichen was shocked and almost screamed.

He never dreamed that he would meet this person in this place and on such an occasion.

wrong.

This is impossible.

He subconsciously held his breath and looked at the others.

He glanced around and soon saw a few familiar faces in the crowd.

The other fanatical believers also became excited.

A relieved smile appeared on Li Chenyuan's face, and his tightly clenched fists slowly loosened.

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