Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

According to them, the cultivation level of each high priest is bestowed directly by the gods, it will not increase or decrease by one point, and will always stagnate at the peak of the Bright Moon Realm.

It will not be taken back by the gods until after death.

But few people know that their cultivation was obtained from the body of the previous high priest by using a sorcery!

Among the eight major tribes, each high priest will designate an inheritor before his death, grant him magic, and use himself as a sacrifice to perfect the other party, so that the other party can perfectly absorb his own cultivation, so as to maintain and consolidate the theocracy !

Throughout the ages, this sorcery has been regarded as the greatest secret by the eight priests.

There have been many people in the Sunshine Realm who have asked him about sorcery, but after they got it, they found that this technique can only inherit the strange cultivation in the priest's body, and it has no effect on people who have practiced other skills!

That's all.

But two months ago, the high priest of the Tuoba clan personally handed over another sorcery to the two remaining ancestors of the Yaori Realm in Beidi!

That is the secret of his survival for 120 years——

A strange sorcery that uses geniuses as sacrifices to perfect oneself!

Therefore, one of them, Bals of the Sunshine Realm, chose Qiyanbai from the Qiyan tribe as a sacrifice after getting the magic.

……

this night.

Begging tribe.

In the not-so-spacious yurt belonging to the high priest, four men stayed up all night.

The most conspicuous one was a burly bald old man, wearing a jet-black battle armor and carrying a mountain-breaking ax that was about ten feet tall.

He stood in front of a wall with his back to the other three.

It seems to be a huge mountain towering up.

This person is one of Beidi's only surviving immortals in the Sunshine Realm, Bals.

Among the remaining three people, two are also old people.

One person bent over, wearing a snow-white priest robe, he was the high priest of the Qiyan family.

There was a friendly smile on his face, and his eyes were as bright as stars, shining with wisdom.

The other was a little younger, about 60 years old, wearing a black priest robe, but he was the high priest of Baal.

His eyes were long and narrow, and there was an unruly and strange smile on his face, as if he was planning some kind of conspiracy, which made people shudder.

The only time he showed a trace of respect was when he looked at Bals.

"Go and bring that kid."

"The old man has penetrated the "Seizing the Sky Technique"."

Barth's voice was a little tired.

But there is no doubt.

But the High Priest Qiyan dissuaded him with a smile on his face:

"Senior, the "Seizing the Sky Technique" is a taboo technique, you must not make mistakes in every step, otherwise you will be punished by God."

"So, please deduce it a few more times to prevent accidents."

This statement came out.

High Priest Baal, who was wearing a black robe, suddenly sneered.

"The art of begging face is the high priest of a clan, what kind of god are you talking about with me?"

"Who doesn't know, that thing is purely used to fool the people?"

He looked at Bals and bowed slightly:

"If you want me to say, the ancestor is in the Sunshine Realm, and in Beidi, he is a god!"

"The old ancestor has been studying the "Seizing the Sky Technique" of the second-grade Xiantian for two months. How could there be mistakes?"

"you will not……"

"Is it because you are reluctant to lose that genius Qi Yanbai?"

These words are not unreasonable!

He and Bals came to Qiyan's, forcibly took the other party's first day as a sacrifice, and asked if they would be reluctant to part with it, it was really shameless!

But the high priest Qiyan still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be angry, but just said lightly:

"Everything is God's will."

Hearing this, High Priest Baal's eyes were complicated, with a hint of pity in his mockery:

"Begging Face Divine Art, I think you are probably crazy!"

"I've lied to the world for so long, but in the end I was even fooled by myself!"

"But don't worry..."

He paused, stretched out a hand abruptly, pointed at the fourth person in the room, and said:

"Qi Yanbai is not alone, the genius of the Hill family will accompany him to meet the gods."

The High Priest Qiyan glanced at the person the other party was pointing at.

That was the first genius of the Hill family, Xie Feng, a 26-year-old in the middle stage of Star Realm. At this time, his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The Hill clan, 20 years ago, was one of the top three tribes that could be compared with the Qiyan clan and the Tuoba clan, but after experiencing the civil strife between uncles and nephews fighting for power, their vitality was severely damaged, and they were completely reduced to the bottom of the eight tribes.

So much so that when Bals took it away as a sacrifice on the first day, he didn't even bother to say hello to them!

"or……"

"Let's wait two more days."

The High Priest Begging Yan is still trying to buy time:

"Qi Yanbai has been entangled with a witch for a while, exhausted his body, and lost a lot of energy. At this time, the effect of "Seizing the Sky Technique" on her will be very poor."

"you……"

High Priest Baal looked gloomy and furious:

"Begging Face Divine Art, did you do it on purpose!"

"This time, the ancestor's practice is related to the life and death of the whole Beidi. You know that Qi Yanbai is the sacrifice appointed by the ancestor, but you don't strictly guard him, but let him waste his body and energy?"

"You beg Yan's..."

"Are you going to betray Beidi?"

Facing High Priest Baal's accusation, the smile on High Priest Qiyan's face gradually faded.

Just listen to him say in a serious tone:

"Baal Shentu, I have promised to dedicate myself to Beidi on behalf of the number one warrior of our clan. Do you still want to deprive him of his right to be a man before he dies?"

"Let me remind you, Qi Yanbai is a warrior!"

"It's not the cattle and sheep you put on the sacrificial table!"

"..."

High Priest Baal snorted coldly and stopped refuting.

Although in his eyes, Qi Yanbai is no different from cattle and sheep.

But these words cannot be said directly.

That would be equivalent to trampling on the dignity of the Qi Yan family.

In this matter, their Baal family has already made enough profits, and if they bully others again, it may arouse the anger of the begging face magic.

At that time, if he tampers with the sacrifice, or directs the army to obstruct it recklessly when Bals is practicing magic...

The consequences will be unbearable!

At this moment, Bals finally spoke:

"The old man can wait another two days."

"but……"

"Before dawn tomorrow, the old man will meet Qi Yanbai in this room."

"For the next two days, he has to stay here and concentrate on taking care of his body under the care of the old man!"

Bals's voice was weary, and it wasn't hard to see that his time was truly numbered.

The high priest Qiyan knew that this was already the biggest concession for the other party.

So I can only sigh in my heart, and at the same time respond with gratitude:

"Yes, senior."

Aside, High Priest Baal sneered and warned:

"Begging face magic technique, don't play any more tricks!"

"This matter was jointly planned by Senior Tuoba and Patriarch. If you screw it up, the entire Qiyan clan will be ruined!"

The high priest Qiyan said nothing, as if he had never heard of it.

But someone outside the door responded for him:

"Is it?"

"This king wants to see who dares to kill Qi Yan!"

next moment.

Only a bang was heard.

There were two figures pushing the door and entering.

One person was wearing a luxurious gold silk robe and holding a long knife. It was Qiyan Wumu, the leader of the Qiyan clan.

The other person was wearing a black robe and a cow-head mask, but his identity was unknown.

Both of them are at the peak of Haoyue Realm.

Simultaneously.

Bals, who was facing the wall, seemed to have noticed something, and quickly stretched out a hand behind his back, holding the mountain-breaking ax that was about ten feet tall.

Chapter 135 Killing One to Make a Marquis and Killing Two to Make a King

"Begging ebony!"

"What are you doing?"

The high priest of Baal, who was wearing a black robe, narrowed his eyes slightly, and did not turn his face immediately.

Although there is Bals, the ancestor of the Sunshine Realm, he can be confident, but he doesn't want to force the entire Qiyan clan to rebel at this critical moment.

That would mess up the ancestor's practice!

As for the dissatisfaction with Qiyan Ebony...

That's perfectly normal and understandable.

But suddenly.

High Priest Baal sensed a familiar aura from another man wearing a bull-head mask.

Although I can't remember it for a while, I can conclude that this person must be no stranger to himself!

So, he stared at the man, and asked with a gloomy face:

"who are you?"

friend?

Or enemy?

Shirsha chuckled lightly: