Deification from Wuhun

Chapter 71 Sacrifice Dance

Author: Shan Ruyun

Chapter 71 Sacrifice Dance

Compared with the vague introduction in the original work, after reading the secret book in his hand, Zhou Tian had a deeper understanding of the Godhead.

In the introduction of this book, the origin of the godhead mask comes from sacrifices in ancient times.

Use huge rituals to communicate with the gods, channel the gods, and please the gods in the rituals.

Subsequently, with the evolution of the times, they were divided into different witchcraft plays.

Among the people, those who wear masks go in front, singing and dancing during major ritual activities and festivals.

Or they are holding huge puppets of gods, or they are wearing stilts, wearing costumes and make-up.

"It's completely different from the original work, a different genre?" Zhou Tian frowned slightly.

The godhead mask in the original work was passed down to Wang Zhenqiu by Xia Liuqing and him.

It can be said that the two of them come from the same origin, and they are naturally the same.

However, this one is not the case.

Although the origins and subtle methods are different, the essence remains the same.

They can only be regarded as different schools of the same technique.

The first stage of practicing the Godhead Mask is to act like a god.

Nothing has changed about this!

Use your own interpretation to make others believe that you can represent this God at that moment.

Absorb the power of faith at this moment, and gather other people's recognition and recognition of the God you interpret at this moment.

In the end, a fantasy godhead of his own was formed, which carried the power of integrating into this god and evolved the magical power of this being.

"Will power!" Zhou Tian looked at the annotation in the book and spat out two words.

The key to this first step is how to condense and form the fantasy godhead, which is also the key to absorbing the power of faith.

It is divided into two parts. Use your mind and Qi to write runes to form a talisman.

This talisman has no name because it was pieced together and passed down from ancestors.

And its second part is a mantra, which evolved from the Buddhist mantra that condenses the power of vows.

"What a hodgepodge!" Zhou Tian shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhou Tian already had a guess about the origin of the Godhead Mask.

It should be created by a master of folk magic.

The magic in folk custom itself is a patchwork of things, from various Taoist schools, Buddhist sects everywhere, local and foreign, ancient and modern, and they are learned as long as they are useful.

Only then can we come up with such a complex yet systematic and profound inheritance.

"I don't know where other inheritances came from, but at least the inheritance of this godhead mask is very likely to be like this."

Although this Godhead Mask is pieced together, its method is very complete.

The first stage is after successful cultivation and perfection.

This is the second stage of becoming a god.

Use the Taoist meditation mantra to cultivate your original heart and Qi, and use Buddhist methods to forge the power of faith.

Make it cover the whole body and transform into the image recognized by everyone in a way that is almost transformed.

At this time, both abilities and divinity have greatly increased.

One's own personality will also be corrupted by the power of faith and change its character.

At this time, if you don't practice the Purifying Mantra enough, you will most likely lose your mind, become the way all sentient beings perceive God, and completely lose your original mind.

Finally, there is the third stage of conception, which already has a rough outline, but still lacks actual testing.

This is because the patriarch of this lineage has only reached the second stage of cultivation. He had just completed the conception of the third stage when he died in the fight.

This third stage is to become a god. With the help of the power of all living beings and the power of the neighbor's god, you can cultivate your own life and undergo a complete transformation.

The ancestors of this lineage are called gods.

Zhou Tian read this book from beginning to end, and compared it with the godhead mask of Liu Qing's lineage in the original book.

"They don't have the means to refine gloves. It seems that it is their special skill." Zhou Tian said thoughtfully.

That lineage has special skills, and this lineage naturally has it too.

Wu dance, commonly known as the master dance, is the special skill of this lineage.

A kind of sacrificial witch dance that has been passed down from the ancient sacrificial period to the present.

It says that it can communicate with the gods in nature and please him, some kind of great and unknown existence.

It can balance and purify, because the power of faith can pollute and corrode the inner personality.

Even the power of faith can evolve, but there is a big limit. People without talent can dance just like ordinary dances.

The effect is similar to that of Qi Refining, or at most like a meditation spell.

Those who are born psychics, special beings, can play their greatest role.

Zhou Tian read the movements in the book page by page, his lower body and feet kept jumping, and he moved his waist and shoulders.

It looks a bit exaggerated and absurd, but it also feels uniquely beautiful.

Somehow, Zhou Tian just watched those actions once before they were deeply ingrained in his mind.

"It seems that I am very talented in this area." Zhou Tian chuckled.

He took out his mobile phone and called a department of the group.

This sacrificial dance requires special costumes and two utensils.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Tian continued to look at the inheritance in his hand.

"The best choice of gods is two, which can slow down the erosion of personality." Zhou Tian looked at this sentence and immediately thought of the stability of the triangle.

"Human nature, divinity, and animal nature are also three types."

Zhou Tian squinted his eyes slightly, thinking a lot in his mind.

the next day.

"Hello, your package!"

"Um!"

After collecting the package, Zhou Tian changed into clothes.

Compared with the most original version, the sacrificial dance based on this inheritance obtained by Zhou Tian is actually much simplified.

Its main function is also to serve the Godhead Mask, so it has also undergone a certain amount of changes.

At least the costumes have been simplified a lot.

It's still a bit cold in April, but for Zhou Tian, ​​thin clothes are not a big deal.

This is an accommodation area provided by Tianxiahui specifically for recruiting foreigners, so there are no other ordinary people.

Except for the small buildings, it is actually more like a park, but it is not open to the public.

"That seems to be Xi Feng. I heard that a big mission just happened. Why is he dressed like a dancing master?"

A short-haired woman wandering on the path said with a surprised look on her face.

She and the woman next to her are both strangers, people who can be recruited in the world. They have no mission today and are resting here.

"This guy is so handsome, even dressed like this!" the long-haired woman next to her said with shining eyes.

"Look at you!" the short-haired woman said disdainfully: "Let's follow him and see what he does!"

Zhou Tian came to a meadow, took off his shoes and socks, and stepped barefoot on the grass.

He took out a palm-wide strip of cloth with a strange pattern painted on it.

There is no need to wear a mask, just cover your eyes, and Sunday begins.

The left hand holds a single-sided sheepskin drum with an iron ring on it, and the right hand holds a hammer with jade and shells inlaid on it.

In the breeze, the ribbon fluttered.

There was darkness in front of Zhou Tian's eyes, as if there was darkness between heaven and earth above and below.

The place where these feet step is real.

Lift your right foot and jump slightly.

A crisp bell rang.

At that moment, Zhou Tian's feeling completely changed.

The sky has changed, the ground has changed, and the wind has changed!

Spots of light appeared around the darkness, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity struck again. The wind seemed to have turned into a bridge.

In the outside world, when the sky began to move, wisps of wind began to move.

Almost instantly, the rhythm of the wind spread throughout Tianjin.

The spirit of the wind between heaven and earth began to gather, as if cheering.

It was also at this moment that many beings were shocked.

In the Tianxiahui office, Feng Zhenghao looked shocked and stood up suddenly.

"How... is this possible? In this era, there is still such existence and that direction!"

"Dad, what's wrong?" Feng Xingtong stood opposite, startled, and asked doubtfully.

"Go quickly, call your sister and the others, and go to Qinglin Yayuan as quickly as possible!" Feng Zhenghao said hurriedly.

(End of chapter)