Myriad Paths

Bailin Kingdom, Guangyang Prefecture, Guangyang City.

Just yesterday.

Li Qi stood on an altar.

After more than eighty days, preparations for the big festival were finally completed.

A day before, there were village shamans, elders and other figures in each village, preaching to every household that everyone should turn off the lights and go to bed early to avoid disturbing the rats. They also scattered some rice grains and cakes in the corners of the houses as offerings. Eating rats is called "rat cents", which means sharing a year's harvest with rats, so that you can be blessed.

Originally, doing this would definitely not gain everyone’s consent.

Because, over the past eighty days, almost all the crops in Guangyang have slowly withered.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this year's harvest in Guangyang may be... a complete failure.

There is no food to eat.

Therefore, if there is no food in the first place, how can it be distributed to rats?

However, these days, almost all people in Guangyang who cannot afford to eat have rats coming to deliver food to their homes.

Rats with golden and silver fur carried food from unknown sources to one family after another.

Every household received food from these rats.

At the same time, as early as more than a month ago, there were many Jianghu people, carrying wooden boxes on their backs, walking through the streets and alleys. There were rat boxes in the boxes, and a small painted wooden stage was built on the box. Artists sang slang songs. , beating gongs and drums, directing the mice to perform.

Each rat performs a show in the box of these charlatan buskers. The rat tricks of "rat grinding mill" and "rat swinging on a swing" make people laugh and forget to leave.

Not all Jianghu people are heroes who can kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind for thousands of miles.

On the contrary, most of the real Jianghu people are buskers, medicine sellers, thieves, swindlers, wandering sorcerers and the like at the bottom of society.

These people have no fixed residence or fixed assets, so they can only wander around and use various means to make a living. Therefore, they call themselves "people of the rivers and lakes."

But it is this group of people who know the grassroots people best.

Zhang Lan called on the gangs and green forest forces in Guangyang, brought together almost all the rivers and lakes buskers, and joined forces with Shutangfen to jointly direct such a drama.

Let the jugglers and Shuangfen join forces to transport food from wealthy families, such as the Zhang family in Guangyang.

They hoarded a huge amount of food, enough to feed everyone in Guangyang for more than two years.

In this way, as long as the landscape and atmosphere are restored, there should be no problem in persisting until next autumn's harvest.

But this year’s harvest is certain, so people’s panic needs to be calmed.

To this end, Wang Baiyan called on some fellow tribesmen and asked them to promote "mouse sharing", and then performed various tricks and mouse tricks that they could not usually see to make them feel calm.

Rats kept bringing food to the house, and influential clan elders were spreading the word that rats were not scary. Coupled with various entertainment performances, the first wave of food panic was overshadowed.

This is Li Qi's firsthand experience.

The Rat Tombs were also happy to help, because it meant they were participating in the great sacrifice.

The first part of the great sacrifice was benefited by the Rat Tomb. Although the original blood sacrifice was interrupted, causing them to fail in transforming into gods, they now have a chance to make up for it.

Li Qi also needed their help.

There are tens of millions of little mice in the Rat Tomb, tens of thousands of ninth-grade rats, a dozen eighth-grade rats, and seventh-grade rat kings. Such power, with the cooperation of the government, can penetrate into every household. .

Then, through this, we can preach the things needed for other sacrifices at a deeper level.

All the landscape gods in Guangyang were already dead. At this moment, the thousands of ninth-level figures from the Rat Tomb can be filled in and become new landscape gods.

In this way, the road to becoming a god in Rat Tomb can be completely realized.

After all, the purpose of the Rat Tomb is only one from beginning to end, and that is to get rid of demons and become gods.

This is the moment when they are most likely to achieve their goals.

In this way, the two sides hit it off immediately.

With the help of Shuangfen and Jianghu people, whatever rituals a certain village should do can be well communicated and implemented.

These rats didn't even care about Zhang Lan's killing of their people. They wholeheartedly cooperated with the Jianghu people called by Zhang Lan and began to convey Li Qi's meaning.

In a small mountain village in Guangyang.

I saw an elder with a gray beard nodded to a few mice, then turned his head and coughed twice at the people waiting behind him: "Ahem, the mountain god said it!"

"Listen up, everyone! Tomorrow is the day when the stars descend to the next world! As long as we pray for blessings, the Star Lord will bless us. The dead crops will not grow back. That is the matter of the Earth Mother, and the Star Lord has nothing to do with it. But the Star Lord You can give us food to survive until next year!”

The clan elder's words made the villagers and women behind them look hopeful.

The clan elder paused his crutch and shouted sternly: "Listen up! No one is allowed to make any mistakes. If something goes wrong and we run out of food, just kneel down and die in the ancestral hall!"

The village men and women nodded repeatedly, but they did not dare to answer the question and just swallowed nervously.

Then, the clan elder began to preach what should be done tomorrow.

First, a small lamp should be made and burned, which is called Shunxing, also known as "sacrifice to the star" or "receive the star".

The two sacred codes used for the sacrifice have been prepared. The first one is printed with Xingke, and the second one is printed with a big golden mouse. They are put together, clamped on the sacred paper clip, and placed in the middle of the back of the courtyard. This position is enshrined.

In front of the magic number, lanterns made of yellow and white lantern paper dipped in sesame oil need to be placed, and put into a "lamp bowl" about an inch in diameter. Forty-nine lanterns are needed to light them.

Then serve cooked food and tea.

Wait until after dusk to sacrifice with the star as the target. After the sacrifice, wait until the remaining lamp is extinguished, and burn the sacred code, incense roots, sesame straw, and pine and cypress branches together. Only in this way can the sacrifice be considered completed.

The villagers and women did not know what this ceremony represented, but they all firmly remembered how to do it.

After all, this is about food rations for the next year.

In fact, this is the mountain god who uses his popularity as a sacrifice, borrows the power of the stars in the sky, and injects it into the transformation of the rat soil grave. In this way, the mountain god has the ability to regulate the basic landscape.

As for the cooked food offered, it is actually just a carrier of popularity, not the main body of the sacrifice.

This is actually the principle of "you can't get a taste of it in the suburbs, but you can't grasp it in a pinch".

The horns of the sacrifices used by Jiaohe were no larger than silkworm cocoons and chestnuts; the horns of the sacrifices used by Haochang were no longer than a handful.

The reason why it is so small is because God comes to the people with spirit, so he seeks to prepare things, not to seek abundance.

In essence, the sacrifices do not need to eat your food or livestock. In fact, they are just used as a carrier. The sacrifices only need to be complete, and there is no requirement for the quantity.

But these don't need to be remembered by the people. They were all distributed after Li Qi arranged and thought about them bit by bit.

Even the mountain gods didn't know why they did this. They were just executing Li Qi's orders.

The village here is a place for worshiping stars.

This area is Li County, with forty-three villages, all responsible for following the stars and guiding the power of the stars in the sky.

Other counties also have their own tasks.

For example, Qinghe County in the east is responsible for attracting chickens.

In the far east of the world, there is a place called "Tanggu", where the sun rises every day. There is a huge tree in the sea, its name is "Fusang", I don't know how high it is, and I don't know how thick it is.

There is a white jade rooster on the tree, which is the rooster. When the sun is about to rise, the rooster crows to announce the dawn. All the roosters in the world will crow in response, spreading the news of the rising sun to all directions. It is said that "the rooster sings to the world." white".

In addition to directing the power of the sun, this can also standardize the entire festival. As the saying goes, "The rooster is responsible for telling the time, and it can tell the time." People regard the crowing of the rooster as the dividing line between night and day.

Introducing chickens in Qinghe County can not only guide the power of the sun to descend, but also have the effect of standardizing the scale of the formation.

And so on, there are more than 20 counties in Guangyang Prefecture, each with different responsibilities, various rituals and methods, symbolizing different powers and bringing different effects at the same time.

The entire grand ceremony was made up of tens of millions of people in Guangyang who gathered together to form small-scale sacrifices.

Li Qi racked his brains, rummaged through countless books, and borrowed countless powers, and finally planned out such a usable festival regulation.

It arranges all the schedules of tens of millions of people in one day, arranges tens of thousands of rituals, and creates tens of thousands of different effects without conflict. Finally, they are put together to revive the entire land of Guangyang.

Just thinking about it makes you realize how difficult it is.

However, with the help of Shen Shuibi, Li Qi spent more than eighty days and finally completed this thing, which was a miracle for him.

Tens of millions of people will benefit from this, which can save millions of lives, earn the gratitude of thousands of landscape gods, and form a solid alliance with the Rat Tomb.

He even had a vague premonition.

If he successfully completes the Grand Sacrifice, he may be directly promoted to the eighth level.

Everything is going step by step.

Li Qi stood on the altar, his clothes were clean and he was full of energy. However, although he had rested, the fatigue on his face could not be eliminated.

In fact, I have rested for a long time and my body has fully recovered, but I am still tired.

Shen Shuibi went to bed, she was probably tired too.

Preparing for the big festival is really difficult.

I completely underestimated the difficulty of this matter.

It can be said that Shen Shuibi was able to complete the preparations for this grand ceremony by herself, taking over 70% of the workload. She worked much faster than Li Qi.

Most of the data calculation and information coordination were handed over to her by Li Qi. Li Qi himself was only responsible for the design of the general framework.

Boyue was also responsible for part of it, but he also had his own things to do. He just took the time to help Li Qi process some data, which probably accounted for half of the workload.

After presiding over a complete landscape formation, Boyue's foundation is sufficient, and he is also preparing to be promoted to the eighth rank, so he is busy with his own affairs now and cannot help Li Qi much.

The landscape formation is essentially the same as the grand ceremony hosted by Li Qi. It is a huge and complex system covering a whole state.

It's just that Boyue is much luckier than Li Qi.

The landscape formation that Boyue presided over had been prepared by others long ago, and he only learned from it after presiding over it.

If Li Qi wants to achieve the same effect, he has to design it from scratch and then host it.

It can only be said that people are indeed different.

Both are young masters of Wushen Mountain, but their luck is indeed quite different.

However, after planning for so long and mobilizing so much manpower, it is finally about to begin.

This great festival has come to its opening.

The sacrifices have been prepared, the millet has been offered, the altar has been swept, the sacrificial clothes have been solemnly put on, and the sweet wine has been filtered.

This is one pure, two essences, three animals, four grains, five colors, six laws, seven things, eight tones, nine sacrifices, ten days, and twelve hours. The common people, thousands of grades, ten thousand officials, hundreds of millions of ugly people, and all the people have entered it. Count them in order to serve them.

A pure heart, two essences of jade and silk, three animals of cattle, sheep and pigs, grains produced in four seasons, five colors, six rhythms, seven sacrificial things, eight tones of gold and stone, nine sacrificial methods, the adjusted scale of the stems and branches, and all the people and sacrifices official.

Bright virtues are revealed, harmonies are listened to, and people are informed.

Everything is complete.

The time has come.

Li Qi solemnly ascended the altar.

This is a seventh-grade altar forged by Sikong in Guangyang. It can be large or small. It can look up to the sky, in the middle to look at people, and in the bottom it can touch the ground.

This is exactly what Li Qi is going to do now.

This is a sacrifice that is hundreds of times grander than the river opening ceremony!

It was a grand festival that mobilized tens of millions of people!

At this moment alone, there are tens of thousands of rituals similar to the "First and Second Way" performed by trackers, all over Guangyang!

Bear the sky, obey the people, caress the earth.

He is the center of the entire Guangyang.

He is the bridge of communication between heaven, earth, humans, gods, and ghosts.

All the energy passes through his altar, and as a fair and solemn consecrator, he will uphold justice and righteousness to maintain this balance for a long time.

With the blessing of Guangyang, he is like...some kind of existence that is nobler than the gods.

The altar is very high, and countless people in Guangyang are looking at it. Everyone knows that there is a grand ceremony here, so they are all paying attention here while they are busy with other things.

The aura is like dignity, like the wealth of a thousand chariots, and the crowd of people is like the wealth of ten thousand gold.

However, these are not enough to describe Li Qi's appearance at this moment.

He seemed to have extraordinary wisdom at this moment, and the surging power caused the altar to vibrate astonishingly!

As the protector, Le Ya stood on a tall building not far away, watching Li Qi over there.

A sentence popped into his head.

“In ancient times, the people were not as brilliant as others, but they were able to be solemn and upright. Their wisdom compared the meanings up and down. Their holy power was bright and far-reaching. Their intelligence was able to illuminate people. Their intelligence was able to hear clearly. In this way, the gods were enlightened. Drop it."

"Those who have appropriate etiquette, dignity, admiration in appearance, and loyalty are regarded as 'blessings.'"

This is the real witch, the real blessing.

It should be so majestic and magnificent.

Only such a person can be called the son of Wushen Mountain.

The fifth-level witch from the God of Witches Mountain sighed.

Pity.

If nothing unexpected happens, Young Master Qi should be able to advance to the eighth level through this.

Of course, the premise is... nothing unexpected happens.

He thought so, then flew up and deployed a circle of defense near Guangyang City.

In fact, it has already been arranged.

He just wanted to add more.

If you can have a little bit, just a little bit.

Uh... The classical Chinese text in the first two chapters is not a book bag, but a very, very important plot. The reason why I use this way of expression is because it needs to fit the characters. It is not appropriate for both sides to speak in plain language in this situation...