Conferred God: High Priest of Yin and Shang Dynasties

"Best wishes! I can't go!"

The next morning, after learning that Baiyao was going to the Dongyi front line alone.

A hundred young merchants knelt on the ground and wailed, trying to stop his childish behavior.

Qi Geng hugged the horse's legs and burst into tears:

"I wish you well! If something happens to you! Our whole family will have to go to the altar!"

The Shang people at this time have not yet been brainwashed.

They clearly know that going to the altar means death.

It is in sharp contrast to the later Shang clan who took self-sacrifice as their glory.

"Be bold! This is God's will!"

Baiyao scolded him endlessly. He should have set off an hour ago, but he was stopped here by these boys.

Turning a deaf ear, the shrill cry is moving:

“I beg you, big blessing!!!”

Moving out of Tenjin doesn't work either.

After all, "God" is very busy and has no time to punish little people like them.

But the knives of Yi Yin and the royal family elders were sharpened every day!

Baiyao was surrounded by young people on horseback and couldn't get out. The cultivation level in his body was enough for a person to cast some illusions, but if he used it to get out of trouble, the backlash he suffered would make him fall directly into a coma.

After thinking for a while, he said loudly:

"Listen up!"

Everyone still cried.

Baiyao frowned:

"If you keep making any noise! ​​I'll sacrifice you all to the gods!"

Everyone stopped crying for a moment and even wiped away their tears.

Baiyao nodded and continued:

"The rebellion of Dongyi is due to their belief in evil gods. I am going here to kill the evil gods. That is the domain of gods. You can neither see nor hear..."

While he was talking nonsense, he passed a secret method into the golden boy's mind.

The inconspicuous golden boy hiding in the corner was stunned for a moment when he felt the fluctuation of mana, and then a text appeared in his mind:

【Blood Burning Technique】

This method is to burn vitality and achieve short-term cultivation.

He looked at Baiyao blankly, his dull eyes seeming to say:

Let me burn my life force?

Baiyao looked at him with an encouraging look.

The golden boy immediately regretted why he came out to recognize someone yesterday.

This secret method is indeed useful.

But the life force consumed is irreversible.

But there is no way, his immediate boss is not here, and he can't do it if he doesn't listen to Baiyao.

So, he had to recite the mantra silently.

As his heart rate gradually increased, there were some ripples in his empty cultivation.

The golden boy immediately stopped the operation of the secret method. This level of cultivation was enough to cope with a hundred mortals.

But I saw him making seals with his hands in the crowd, and a circle of golden light appeared between his eyebrows.

In an instant, golden light enveloped everyone.

Except for him and Baiyao, the disciples of Dashang all had their eyes blank and moved out of the way.

"Bless you and go quickly!"

shouted the golden boy.

Baiyao seized the opportunity and rode away, not forgetting to grab the golden boy and mount the horse together.

While running towards the distance, he frowned and said:

"Why are you being so harsh? Just sacrifice a little bit, and I still expect you to restore your personal immortal cultivation and help me."

Jintong's thin body stood directly on the saddle, holding Baiyao's shoulders and saying:

"Human Immortal? My life is not my life!"

Of course Baiyao was not joking and continued to persuade:

"Think about it, the current human world is filled with the aura of killing and the aura of mortal world, so vast that no immortal can descend to earth. Don't you want to be invincible in this world for once?"

The golden boy has gained strength. Not to mention other things, he doesn't even need to ride a horse.

He induced:

"What's the point of dying? Now the plan to overthrow the law of heaven has reached a critical moment. If Nuwa and I lose, won't you die? If we win, resurrecting you is just a matter of thought, and we can still give you Remember it as a great achievement."

"Golden Boy, I can completely rely on you now..."

The golden boy swallowed and asked:

"Great work? What can I exchange for it?"

Baiyao smiled and said:

"You can change it for whatever you want, and I can give you this big blessing."

Hearing this, the golden boy thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:

"Da Zhu, I promise you, but I don't want your position. I just want future generations to tell my story. I want to be invincible and heroic, and someone has to build a monument to commemorate me!"

After that, he quickly sacrificed his life force for fear that Baiyao would regret it, leaving only a hundred years of life.

But when the hymn sounded, his whole body burst out with precious light, and powerful power emerged from his body.

Then, the scenery in Baiyao's eyes blurred.

When it became clear, he and the horse appeared on an auspicious cloud.

Turning around, he saw the golden boy wearing gold and silver threads driving the auspicious clouds with all his might, gritted his teeth and said:

"How...why are you so tired!"

Baiyao explained with a smile:

"Everything in the supreme calamity is blessed by the calamity. The human world in the world of great calamity is heavier than the central continent of the prehistoric universe. With the supreme power of heaven and earth, you, a mere human being, will naturally find it laborious. Why don't you give more? Sacrificing fifty years of life..."

The golden boy quickly shook his head:

"No way, no way! I want to be invincible in the world for a hundred years!"

Baiyao dismounted, held the reins, and said with a smile:

"It's up to you. Now, let's go to the place with the strongest killing intent first."

...

By the time he came to his senses, the white medicine had disappeared.

The young people woke up one by one and saw that Da Zhu, who was riding a horse, was gone, and their faces turned pale with fear.

"Big congratulations!"

"Hey! You're the closest! Didn't you see it?"

"The little savage is gone!"

The empty camp suddenly became noisy.

Someone said nonsense:

"The little savage must have kidnapped Da Zhu! I told you to kill him a long time ago!"

Others are dissatisfied:

"When did you say that! I saw you grilling fish for him!"

"That's right! I saw it too!"

"Nonsense! I'll beat you to death!"

The young people present were full-blooded, the youngest was only twelve years old, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

At this time, the silent Qi suddenly scolded:

"enough!"

Since he has been following Da Zhu in the past few days, his prestige among young people has also become much greater.

Hearing his voice, the noisy scene stopped.

He looked around at the crowd, with a cold look in his eyes, and said:

"No matter whether Da Zhu was kidnapped or not, we failed to protect him. If Da Zhu went to the Dongyi front line and was captured by the enemy..."

Everyone was silent, not daring to imagine what would happen to them then.

He walked to a big stone and said:

"We can't inform the Prime Minister even when we get back to Bo, otherwise we will be locked up. It will be a blessing if the Prime Minister finds him. At most, we will die. If he is not found, the whole family will be thrown into the cauldron and cooked into rotten meat!"

"So! We have to get Da Zhu back! He knows the little savage and is definitely not an enemy! Da Zhu goes to Dongyi! Let's go to Dongyi!"

A young man raised his hand and said:

"I know the way! My father took me there before!"

He nodded:

"But Dongyi is far away and we don't have enough food."

He said with a ruthless tone:

"When we came here, we passed by a small tribe. Let's grab some food and then go to Dongyi!"

For a moment, they couldn't think of any other way, so everyone agreed:

"It's all up to you."

"I'm good at robbing things."