Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Sheep head and horse face.

There are also weird and colorful masks.

Even the sound of drums could not stop the people participating in the sacrifice from humming ancient and obscure sacrificial songs.

Human sacrifices are solemn and grand, sacred and inviolable.

The buildings surrounding the altar are excessively tall and large, further highlighting the ignorance and insignificance of human beings.

The next activity is for the person chosen by the White Lotus Sect leader to go up to the altar to receive the blessing of the gods.

This process may take half a day.

Boring and long.

Especially since they are not believers in God.

Ning Xiyuan left halfway. In the small lotus pond on the mountainside, there were several beautiful koi.

She poked the water out of boredom with a branch, creating circles of patterns, but the koi still kept flocking to her.

Ning Xiyuan poked a white fish that was shining with golden light with the branch in his hand.

"You're ugly."

The next second, the branch was on the tail of another fish.

"You're ugly too."

fish:......

The koi that had been rushing in just now now left in an orderly manner, and soon there was a pool of calm water in front of them again.

"Ning Xiyuan."

When Ning Jin's voice sounded behind him, Ning Xiyuan finally stood up, and the branch with water on it pointed at Ning Jin from a distance.

“You’re the ugliest.”

Ning Jin: “…”

Caught off guard by these words, her expression froze.

The two of them were just two meters apart, looking at each other from a distance.

Another voice came, which seemed to be smiling, and it was old but full of vitality.

Thick and majestic.

"The Saintess of the Nebula Palace?"

"Dark Moon Cult priest?"

It sounded like a laugh, but the sound was inexplicably aggressive.

Ning Xiyuan and Ning Jin turned around at the same time, and saw a man wearing a dark blue robe and holding a staff made of snow-white human bones standing behind them.

Ning Xiyuan retracted the branch and laughed: "Are you the leader of the White Lotus Sect?"

The cultivation of Qi Refining.

This man looks to be no more than thirty or forty years old, but he is actually nearly two hundred years old.

You can tell by the sound.

"You two... leave as soon as possible."

"It can save your life."

"My White Lotus Sect will last for thousands of years and be passed down forever. I will never allow anyone to challenge the authority of the White Lotus Sect."

The leader slowly walked towards the two people carrying his staff.

The staff pointed behind the two men, and a huge rock half a person's height behind them suddenly exploded into pieces with a loud bang.

The leader snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"He who knows the current situation is a hero. Don't underestimate your own abilities."

"Stupid humans."

After saying that, he disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.

Silence followed by silence.

When the big rock shattered, she did feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

But that little bit of thin spiritual energy was not enough for her to manipulate the spiritual energy to peel the spiritual fruits.

And the last one disappeared out of thin air...

Just a teleportation.

"idiot."

This time, Ning Jin was the first to curse.

She really couldn't stand a stupid weakling thinking he was showing off in front of her.

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It was past noon, and many people were still receiving blessings from the gods.

As the White Lotus Goddess, Yun Chan sprinkled the holy water into everyone's hands with a smile.

"Princess, aren't we going?" The maid looked at Princess Hui Xin and asked.

In previous years, the princess was always very active in bestowing blessings.

Princess Huixin was absent-minded, tightly clutching the handkerchief in her hand and shaking her head.

The maid sighed and said nothing.

she knows.

The princess must still be sad about the third prince and that Miss Yao.

But love is something that cannot be forced, not to mention...that Miss Yao is really not someone that is easy to deal with.

When Ning Xiyuan returned, he naturally sat next to Li Changyan again.

"Master Priest, are you not going to accept God's blessing?" Li Changyan's voice was smiling, but his tone was still weak.

Even if the situation has reached this point where tensions are high.

Still maintaining his disguise.

Ning Xiyuan: "You call me a priest too."

Accept the blessing of the White Lotus Goddess?

It would be better to just kick the White Lotus Goddess down.

Li Changyan turned his head and looked at the girl.

This face, which has not yet fully grown, is stunning every time I see it.

It's not just about beauty.

And a unique temperament.

Li Changyan lowered his voice, his tone full of joy: "There is no God in this world. What do you think, Master Priest?"

Ning Xiyuan glanced at him and smiled for no apparent reason.

She smiled: "It depends on your definition of God."

Li Changyan: “…”

He had to admit.

This high priest is pretending to be like that.

The contempt for imperial power and disregard for all privileges were not deliberate, but were revealed in every detail.

When night falls, the surrounding luminous pearls and torches light up the place as bright as day.

In Xuandu Country, night is the best time to communicate with gods.

They left the rain-praying session to the beginning of the night.

There has been no rain for three years, and even though Xuandu has always been a strong country, it cannot sustain it.

People are always powerless in the face of natural disasters.

At this time, the voice of Nebula Palace was unexpectedly high.

The momentum is very strong, and it even slightly overwhelms the White Lotus Sect.

They called out loudly to the Saint of the Nebula Palace, asking her to pray to heaven for rain.

The huge sound almost turned this empty space into a sea.

"Master Priest, do you think... can she succeed?" Li Changyan looked at Ning Xiyuan with a smile, his tone unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

This Nebula Palace is indeed quite capable, being able to accumulate such high popularity in such a short period of time...

It's really a bit surprising.

Ning Xiyuan ate the grapes that were brought from who knows where and glanced at Li Changyan casually: "No."

In the absence of spiritual energy.

Ning Jin can't do it.

Neither can the evil spirit in her body.

Li Changyan still looked at Ning Xiyuan and asked, "What about you?"

"Master Priest, can you guarantee that the rain prayer will be successful?"

Ning Xiyuan: "Of course."

Li Changyan: ......

Even though he had witnessed a near-miracle, he had never expected the girl's answer to be so sure and frank.

Over there, the Holy Maiden of the Nebula Palace, dressed in flowing white, was already walking slowly towards the center of the altar in the moonlight.

The altar is very large, and people always look small on it.

But the saint was different. She didn't seem to be suppressed by the sacred and inviolable aura of the altar.

It's this feeling again.

Despise, ignore, and trample upon the imperial power.

This time Li Changyan did not look back. He stared at Ning Jin intently: "Why?"

Ning Xiyuan also inadvertently glanced at Madam Yao beside Li Chenghui.

I was fascinated by it.

Listen to Li Changyan asking this.

He answered casually, "I have a...close relationship with the Rain God."

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Chapter One!

Oh my god, I didn’t realize that this chapter didn’t have enough words. Fortunately, I saw the update calendar, otherwise I would have failed again.