Empress: My senior brother is too salty

227: Sacrifice to the God of Joy

"Sacrificing to the God of Joy?"

Gu Qiyi frowned.

In this era, offering sacrifices is not a good thing.

Every time there is a sacrifice, many people will be regarded as the food of the ancient gods.

"I don't think the old man's speech is pedantic. Why don't you go to other countries to teach and educate people?"

The old man softened his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"I have lived for more than [-] years. I have been enlightened and wise by the sage books. I have read a lot for a lifetime. I have seen a lot and realized a lot. I teach in Xiongguo. I want to help the children here so that they can walk out of the world when they grow up. Here, go to a place where there are few gods to start a family, so that their offspring will have a high probability of avoiding being used as a sacrifice."

After a pause, the old man smiled wryly: "This is the only thing I can do. I don't have a high level of cultivation, and I can't devote myself to the temple and the human race, but I still have to do what I can."

After hearing these words, Gu Qiyi fell silent.

He bowed deeply to the old gentleman.

"Mr. Gao Yi!"

"Do your best. He Laiyi said that our generation of scholars should do this. This is worthy of the Emperor who has supported the sky for the human race."

The old gentleman said and waved his hands: "Young master, please leave as soon as possible, so as to avoid some conflicts."

After speaking, the old gentleman turned and returned to the school.

Gu Qiyi stood in the yard for a while, listened to the old man's explanation to the sages, then turned and left.

Walking on the street, Gu Qiyi's heart was quite complicated.

These times are too oppressive.

The human race struggled to survive under the oppression of the ancient gods.

Even year after year, they have to offer sacrifices to the ancient gods and seek shelter.

The key human race has no ability to resist, only the emperor is holding on, and can protect the human race for a short period of time from major turmoil.

This is not a long-term solution. If things go on like this, when the blood is cooled down, only the walking dead will be left.

"No wonder there will be a battle against the gods."

Gu Qiyi glanced at the smiling Qingming City, and then found an inn to live in.

He planned to meet the so-called God of Joy.

Take a look at the ability of the other party to oppress the human race like this.

At the same time, you can try the Chaos Scroll on Xishen.

In two days it will be the day of offering sacrifices, and the people in Qingming City are all busy.

The temple dedicated to the god of joy began to select sacrifices.

These sacrifices are boys and girls with good qualifications, one hundred each.

Having said that, I have to talk about the human race's ability to survive adversity.

Ancient gods are worshipped all over the Metaverse.

The number of sacrifices each time is not bad, two hundred to five hundred.

Every year, hundreds of millions of children are taken away as sacrifices.

Even so, the human race still maintains a considerable number.

There are policies above and countermeasures below. The ancient gods exploited the human race in this way, and the Human Palace and the vassal kings of various countries are encouraging births.

Fight exploitation with racial identity.

And can rely on wisdom and spirituality to continue to grow under this kind of exploitation.

This is the safest way to develop in the current era.

It is also the best method that the human race can find in the long years.

During this time, Gu Qiyi went to the temple from time to time.

Take a look at the statue of the god of joy, and by the way, take a look at the children who were sacrificed.

Gu Qiyi noticed that there was no trace of fear on the faces of these children.

More is still looking forward to being taken away by the God of Joy and going to the upper realm to be the servant of the God.

This concept is instilled by the elders in the family.

When these children were born, they were destined to be sacrificed.

So the elders in the family are instilling this kind of thinking in these children.

After being chosen as sacrifices, the children were less afraid.

Gu Qiyi stood at the entrance of the temple, looking at the parents who spoke softly in front of their children, and wept uncontrollably after leaving the temple.

At the beginning, he still felt a lot, but later, he gradually became numb.

More is powerless.

As strong as the Gaoyang clan, even the great powers in the Yaotai realm cannot escape this shackle.

He is only at the peak of Ksitigarbha, let alone capable.

"It's still 2% of the progress. On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, it should be impossible to break through the Celestial Venerable."

Gu Qiyi glanced at the system panel and shook his head secretly.

This era is oppressed and breathless.

Everyone just wanted to live a good life for themselves, and there was rarely such a massacre of monsters, and he also fell into a situation where he had nothing to do.

However, if there is something that can clear the progress of the system, it must be a big event, no less than the matter of the evil fetus of the blood court demon.

Such as the national war!

The war between the two countries is a collision of beliefs and a struggle for territory.

Often times like this, as long as he participates, the reward after the end is very generous.

There was an opportunity before.

Gu Qiyi stayed in Qingming City for the past few days, and also heard rumors from some surrounding countries.

The third most powerful country in the Central Continent, the Taixuan Kingdom, wants to launch a war against the Yan Kingdom.

There are many rumors about the reason, some say it was because of God's instruction, some say that King Yan molested the princess of Taixuan Kingdom and so on.

He heard a lot of outrageous rumors, but he didn't know whether they were true or not.

However, Gu Qiyi knew that the Yan Kingdom and the Taixuan Kingdom would not be able to fight each other.

Because Luo Wushuang, the princess of Yan Kingdom, worshiped under Xue Wuhen's sect.

Needless to say, Xue Wuhen's identity is the third celestial master of Rendian Tianshi Pavilion, the top power in Yujing Realm.

With this backer, even if there is a Taixuanzong in Taixuan Kingdom, it is useless to have a senior Tianzun.

Any folk forces in the Yuan Realm have to bow their heads in front of the Hall of Human Beings.

This is the suppression of strength, and it is also the respect of the people for the Hall of Humans.

There are emperors in the Human Palace, they have shouldered too many things for the human race, this respect comes from the heart, without any interest.

When Gu Qiyi heard about the affairs between Yan Kingdom and Taixuan Kingdom.

Begin to admire Yan Wang's courage.

This is a dangerous move, which belongs to dancing on the tip of a knife.

If it succeeds, Yan Country will have a backing, and everyone will be happy.

If it fails, King Yan will offend all the nations in the world, and Taixuan Kingdom will not be the only one facing it.

After all, the royal families of all countries have heirs with good qualifications.

They didn't dare to lick their faces to worship Tianshi Pavilion, but Yan Guo set a precedent and broke the rules.

Those who break the rules first, it is good that they succeed in breaking the rules, and they will be praised forever. If they fail, they will face spurning and infamy.

With such courage, he deserves to be the king of a country.

Gu Qiyi thought of the unparalleled princess.

"The world's first emperor, the first female emperor, should be her."

Gu Qiyi confirmed Luo Wushuang's identity.

After all, relying on the big tree Xue Wuhen, her life should be no problem when she was growing up. When she grows up, coupled with her powerful luck, it is only a matter of time before she can unify the world.

But these are all things that will happen in the future, and they all happened in the past. Gu Qiyi is just guessing about Luo Wushuang's growth process.

Right now, we are still waiting for tomorrow's sacrificial day.

Gu Qiyi stood at the gate of the temple all night.

In the early morning, the sky has not yet revealed the dawn.

A group of people walked over in a black and white manner.

Taking a closer look, it was the parents of the children who were sacrificed.

They all carried lunch boxes in their hands.

It's full of delicious meals they've prepared all night.

These ordinary people are all low-level practitioners, the highest is no more than the peak of Qi training, they have physical strength, but they don't have the ability to change their fate against the sky.

They are the lowest and most ordinary people in the world, but they have an extraordinary identity.

father, mother!
Parents in the world do not love their children.

Especially children who are used as sacrifices.

Although they knew about it a long time ago, they still couldn't let it go.

After they went back, taking advantage of the night, they made their children's favorite meals and sent them off for the last time.

"Hu'er, the God of Joy will come later. When you go up, you must be obedient. If you miss your mother, take a look at this sachet. If you are afraid, smell it and you will not be afraid."

"Niuniu, don't worry about your parents. Your parents will look at you from below. If you miss your parents, just wink above them. The stars will help you pass it on to us. When we see the stars and blink, we will know that you miss your parents."

"Son, mother brought you my favorite peach blossom cake, try it, if you can't finish it, put it in your bosom and eat it..."

The choked up voices of the parents kept coming and going in the temple, and some still couldn't bear it, holding their children for a long time.

And those children who were sacrificed didn't know what they were about to face, they only knew that they were about to meet the God of Joy.

They rolled up their sleeves obediently and wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes for their parents.

And they comforted their mothers with a naive face, and some even imagined that they were deeply loved by the God of Joy, and that one day they would become great monks and come back from the upper realm to pick up their parents to enjoy the blessings.

The beautiful innocence is incompatible with the current situation.

Gu Qiyi watched this scene silently until noon.

All the delicacies brought by the parents were eaten.

The children lay drowsy in the arms of their parents.

Everything is so quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, the statue of the temple shone with a dazzling light.

Seeing this, the worshipers of the temple hurriedly urged these parents to bring the children to their original places and do a good job.

The light on the statue lasted for a moment, and a phantom that looked similar to the statue came out. Behind him was a great glow, illuminating the entire Qingming City.

There are thousands of auspicious colors in the sky above Qingming City, and the spirit birds and cranes resound out of thin air.

Thousands of people in the city knelt down facing the temple, showing piousness, and praying for the blessing of the God of Joy.

The God of Joy floated in the air, looked at the two hundred sacrifices, and nodded in satisfaction.

Then the god of joy waved his hand, and the two hundred children disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, rain fell from the sky, and the rain was mixed with a lot of spiritual energy, nourishing the people and the soil in the city.

After doing all this, the phantom gradually dissipated.

The worshipers of the temple knelt on the ground and congratulated the god of joy to leave.

But when the phantom of the God of Joy approached nothingness, it suddenly stopped and dissipated.

The god of joy stared at the entrance of the temple.

Gu Qiyi stood there with neither joy nor sadness on his face, very indifferent.

"Since you are my people, why don't you worship me when you see me?"

Gu Qiyi shook his head: "I am not your subject."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Xishen's face disappeared, and he looked at Gu Qiyi with cold eyes.

"Er is not my people, don't grant me gifts!"

After finishing speaking, the rain from the sky stopped instantly, and even the rainwater condensed on the ground flew towards the sky like going back in time.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the city was dumbfounded.

The people around the temple all looked at Gu Qiyi.

Especially the parents of the children who were taken as sacrifices.

They also didn't care to keep the smile on their faces, and their eyes showed hysteria.

"Who are you, why don't you kneel down, why don't you worship God?"

"Kneel down quickly! These gifts are all exchanged with our children, kneel down quickly!"

"My lord, please punish this blasphemer and give us the rain!"

The parents of the group of children cried and kept accusing Gu Qiyi and begging for mercy from the God of Joy.

A trace of disdain flashed in Xishen's eyes, and he was unmoved when he heard these cries.

Gu Qiyi and Xishen looked at each other calmly.

The air in the temple gradually froze.

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