Lord of the Divine Show

[Tianxiu Point: 1 (5%)]

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In a small village.

Zhong Shenxiu occupied a quiet room alone and looked at the Tianxiu system.

"Finally enough is enough."

He looked at his various skills and mused: "I can throw away the ordinary martial arts, chess, calligraphy and painting. In fact, I only have two choices: Innate Qigong and Xuanyin Yuhun Ginseng. As for the Innate Qigong, I can almost get started. In order to To save your life, let’s upgrade the Xuanyin Soul Resistance Chapter first..."

That thing in the body has always been a serious concern for Zhong Shenxiu.

After all, there are only ten days left until the next full moon.

And the Blood Moon Wheel would hang in the sky and kill him without knowing when.

Zhong Shenxiu made up his mind and used the only bit of heavenly beauty he had on the Xuanyin Taming Soul Remnant Chapter.

A message suddenly appeared in the Tianxiu system:

[Would you like to consume 1 Tianxiu point to upgrade the Xuanyin Soul Control Remnant Chapter? 】

"yes!"

[The Xuanyin Yuhun Fragment Chapter has been improved! 】

[Xuanyin Yuhun Fragment Chapter: First Level]

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"The spiritual platform is a square inch, and the mysterious light can be understood clearly. The gate of Xuanyin can illuminate ghosts and gods..."

In an instant, a special layer of insight emerged in Zhong Shenxiu's mind, making him suddenly understand a lot about this Taoist art.

He was originally a martial artist, had never studied Taoism, and had only a limited understanding of some Taoist terminology.

If it was possible for Su Daozhi to master this Taoist skill before, if it were him, the chances would be extremely slim.

But with the help of Tianxiu Dian, Zhong Shenxiu's understanding of the Xuanyin Yuhun Fragment Chapter surpassed Su Daozhi in an instant, and he understood many of the subtleties of this Taoist art.

"Sure enough... this is just a method of enslaving ghosts. Generally speaking, after you have mastered the first level, you can slightly control the possessed ghosts and release them to harm others... Unfortunately... the taboo of this Taoist art is, It is to control a soul that is too powerful to surpass one's own, and there is even the possibility of being turned against the master..."

Zhong Shenxiu's face suddenly became very ugly.

The more he understood Taoism, the more he felt that it was extremely lucky that Su Daozhi was still alive.

At this time, after Xuanyin Yuhun Fragmentary Chapter entered, his ability to "see ghosts and gods" suddenly increased tenfold, and he wanted to take a good look at the "thing" in his body.

The Bell God is guarding the mourning platform with a beautiful intention, and visualizes an inch of mysterious light emanating from the mourning platform and penetrating the whole body.

Suddenly, his whole body was shaken, and all his senses and consciousness fell into darkness.

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"Your Majesty the Earl!"

A voice came into Zhong Shenxiu's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was in a glorious hall.

On the ceiling, a silver chandelier was covered with candles, covered with a thick layer of melted wax.

Beside him, an old man wearing a tuxedo with gray hair who looked like a butler was bowing and saluting: "Your Excellency, the sacrifices have been prepared and the sacrifices can begin."

"Let's go!"

Zhong Shenxiu moved and seemed to adjust his collar.

He was wearing a black woolen tuxedo, with two rows of golden buttons hanging down from the collar, and exquisite coats of arms engraved on the surface.

'I...can't move...'

‘No…it’s not so much me, but rather me entering the count’s body, watching his impressive experience as a bystander? ’

Zhong Shenxiu had some realization in his heart.

Although that thing possesses him, to a certain extent, it is also a part of him, so it can naturally share some memories.

'Look at this situation... Su Dao won the big prize and summoned the wraith of a certain Earl of Hastings? ’

Zhong Shenxiu couldn't control this body and could only watch him walk through the long stone corridor, walk out of the castle, and see the knights waiting solemnly in the square in front.

These knights wore armor like iron cans, but they moved freely. It was obvious that each of them was an elite.

Even Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself that if he was surrounded, there would be no benefit.

Earl Hastings took the lead and reached the Black Mountain, near the Grand Canyon.

The knights lined up on both sides, like the most loyal guards, but they were not close to the gap in the canyon.

Zhong Shenxiu led the housekeeper to the edge of the crack step by step.

The surrounding scenery is much the same as later, but there are also differences.

The biggest strange thing is a huge altar built next to the crack.

Zhong Shenxiu had never seen this building during his patrol. It had obviously been turned into ruins, and even the wreckage had been cleaned up.

At this time, the altar was still the same, but the casting style was strange and strange.

Twisted, asymmetrical, bloody, crazy...

Zhong Shenxiu seemed to see a black altar. The stones on it were like squirming flesh and blood, surrounded by mysterious symbols.

In a daze, he forgot everything he saw.

In other words, he only knew that this was a 'conceptual' altar, but he could not describe its specific structure, nor could he rebuild it himself.

"Your Majesty the Earl."

Above the altar, a man in black robes was already waiting.

His whole body was shrouded in black robes, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a moist and slippery feeling that made people's skin crawl.

"Dedicate your soul and body to the true God... Will God bless me, bless the entire Felix family, and let us rule this place for generations?"

Zhong Shenxiu heard ‘himself’ ask this question.

Although it was in a foreign language, I understood the meaning.

"Haha... Your Excellency, what do you think God is?"

The black-clothed priest raised his head, revealing a face as old as dry tree bark. His scarlet eyes were actually vertical pupils, staring at the earl like a snake: "The Lord I serve is not a false god, but a real god! I can't help it!" An existence that is incomprehensible, indescribable, and unimaginable to ordinary people. To such an existence, what do believers who are not even ants and some garbage-like sacrifices count?"

The earl was not angry about this, or he already knew it, and asked calmly: "Then... why are we holding the ceremony?"

"Of course I hope to get His attention!"

"It's a pity that we are just ignorant, humble and insignificant things. This possibility is not one in ten thousand, but the true God will not answer prayers, but the divine power can respond on its own..."

The man in black robe answered slowly.

"That kind of great existence, even if it doesn't pay attention, will its own power feed back into the ritual on its own?"

The Earl seemed to have made up his mind: "I will believe in Him, the great existence from the boundless chaos... I hope that He can protect me, protect the country I established, and let it exist forever..."

Zhong Shenxiu picked up his spirits and knew that the count was about to start the sacrifice.

But the next moment, an unprecedented feeling of terror suddenly surged over him, making him know that if he continued to 'watch', it would inevitably bring great danger.

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"Huhu..."

Zhong Shenxiu's whole body was shaken, and he woke up. He looked at his chest with a complicated expression: "The first Earl of Hastings?"