Chapter 1792: Three hundred seventy

Chapter 1792 Chapter 370: Accident
Baili Qiu Xin, who was holding the divine book, opened the book with all his strength, and the divine paper flew out overnight, and the large divine book was reclosed after peeling off the divine pages, and fell into the earth altar following the divine light.
Just opening the temple blessing of the book, the breath is mostly weak, but Baili Qiu Xin didn't seem to notice, but his expression was solemn, his hands attracted the page to float on his chest, and then he took out an unknown material from his arms Vial.
Opening the mouth of the bottle, the fragrance overflowing made people's spirits shocked. The old man stretched out his finger to go into the bottle, and then looked at the golden liquid on his fingertips.
I saw the temple blessing beard flying, holding the deep page in one hand, and writing fast in the other hand. As the number of words on the page increased, the old man's breath became weaker and weaker.
After dropping the last word, Baili Qiu's eyes suddenly became black, and after a staggering step, he stood still firmly.
After placing the written divine inscriptions respectfully on a pile of sacrifices, Baili Qiu Xin took out some round jade walls with intricate inscriptions from his arms.
And the villagers who had been watching the situation on the stage saw Yubi, their expressions of surprise were even more so that they could not hide.
You know, the most precious currency in Central Continent is never a strange thing or jewel, but a god-given jade.
This kind of jade is only eligible to be issued to temples in Ayutthaya, which is used to commend the most devout believers, the best temples, the tireless warriors of the gods, and the powerful who complete the task of the temple.
With the scale of Qianxi Village, Baili Qiu Xin's gift is obviously not because of her excellent work in the temple, let alone rewards for tasks, so after thinking about it, there is only one way to be piety.
Looking at the number of jade bibs, maybe the promotion is slightly insufficient, but changing to a place of cultivation is definitely more than enough, but the heart of Baili Qiu has been accumulated to this day for use, instead, for this sacrifice, he devoted all of it.
Many villagers who had looked down upon him were in awe.
But Baili Qiu Xin didn’t think so much. He directly pressed all the jade pieces accumulated in this life on the altar, then took a deep breath, retreated to the bottom of the altar, knelt down and took out another piece from the robe representing godliness. The card of Xicun Temple’s blessing is hidden on the side of the third terrace of the altar.
Creeping from the altar back to the rocky beach, Baili Qiu Xin got up again, forming a complicated seal with both hands. At the same time, the hexagonal altar changed again, and the page placed on the many sacrifices in that chapter floated again. With divine light.
The six sacred fires soared into the sky from the six corners of the altar, and the violent spiritual wave even felt the three Yang Fans in the distance clearly, not to mention the name of the nearby village.
This sacred scene caused everyone to kneel, and Tang Tianyu and Tang Nianfan's expressions were even more solemn.
The aristocratic family from Longzhou didn't believe in gods and ghosts, they would only analyze what they saw in the most martial way.
First of all, the cultivation base of that old temple is not low, and the spiritual power is more powerful than Tang Xing.
But what is even more surprising is the "altar" in front of me.
Excluding gimmicks like divine scriptures, divine fire, divine seals, this is actually an array activated with divine cards.
"If it is to defraud the villagers' finances, then this battle is a bit too big."
Although Tang Nianfan rarely goes out, he still has his vision, so he understands that the cost of constructing this altar depends on the villagers in the distance, even if the ancestors are not enough for generations.
And can the old man presiding over such a formation be a liar?
Tang Nianfan was not so sure.
At this moment, the altar in the distance changed again. From the sky, a divine light fell directly on the altar, and the floating pages and tributes disappeared.
But the expressions of the villagers who had just looked extremely lonely were extremely excited.
"Appeared, take the divine light! The God heard our prayers, and Qianxi Village is saved!"
"Ah, I don't know which divine envoy came. If you see my bones in amazement, how can you take me to practice?"
"Can the gods look after you? Stop dreaming!"
Obviously it was just a beam of primer shifting, but it gave the villagers so much hope, which made the three people watching from a distance feel incredible.
Besides, at the altar, the moon-like divine light shines for a hundred breaths.
But it has not been a long time since the angel of God has come, and the villagers' discussions have gradually changed from lofty to light.
Then, the divine light extinguished, and only the empty hexagonal altar remained on the rocky beach. The divine fire pillar extinguished into divine fire, teetering in the wind.
Baili Qiu Xin, the temple in charge of the formation, looked at the altar in disbelief, and vomited a mouthful of blood.
"It's over, it's over now."
When a villager saw the empty altar, he fell to the ground and wailed: "The upper clearly heard our prayers. Why didn't you send a divine envoy to the lower realm? Is this natural disaster a divine punishment?
Some people wailed, and some were furious: "Let you pray and shirk all your illnesses. Now you want to sacrifice after suffering a disaster. You deserve to be a and you should forget me!"
This is the edge of emotional breakdown, as long as there is a little spark, it will really be noisy.
Seeing that the rocky beach is going to be chaotic, the potbellied village chief Baili Lu Liang shouted angrily: "Noisy, noisy, noisy, noisy, let me be quiet!"
Suppressing the crowd arbitrarily, the fat Baili Luliang pushed aside the crowd and walked to the heart of Zhu Bailiqiu, a temple supported by others, and said angrily: "Did you die? If you haven't died, let me tell you what happened. . Why is there a divine light to attract, but no divine envoy to the lower realm?"
Baili Qiu Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "God has instruction, sincerity is spirit."
After saying this, I didn't say it again, but the villagers present couldn't hear the meaning of the old temple.
This is to say that they are not sincere, especially Baili Luliang, who blushed, stretched his neck and quibbleed: "Why are you not sincere? We have given everything we can. If you are willing to help, do you have to press your life to be sincere!?"
Facing the rebuttal of the ruthless village chief, Baili Qiu Xin didn't even look at it, but closed his eyes.
But not saying the temple blessing does not mean that others can't see it. There is no envoy coming right now. The only hope is broken. No matter what the village chief or the village chief, and what I didn't dare to say before, now all my brains are said.
"It is because of your insincerity that the divine envoy refused to come. On that day you came to my house for a drink and brought a pair of Jade Ruyi. You said that you could buy a city outside, and you just made sacrifices. Why didn't you see that pair of Ruyi! ?"
"More than Ruyi, he still has ninety-nine golden bottles, and he has never seen it today. It is clearly insincere. No wonder the divine envoy refused to come!"
Seeing Miaozhu's words, he pointed everyone at him. Baili Luliang was shocked and angry. Seeing that the scene was going to be uncontrollable, he shouted angrily: "You are all white-eyed wolves, prodigal sons!"
"Isn't Lao Tzu the one who took the most during this sacrifice? As for Ruyi and Jin Zun, they are artifacts left by the ancestors. This is the foundation of the family, the inheritance of the ancestors! You have to take them away unless you step on the body of Lao Tzu. "
(End of this chapter)