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Chapter 843 Ancient Plains and Different Hills

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    In Dongting Fuzhou, Cui Yue is entertaining visitors in the guest pavilion.

    This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Taoist, who said to him: "Brother, the teacher said, the scene you presented is not bad, you can watch it, the teacher said, I want the brother to work hard in the East Court  , Teacher, he is also watching."

    Cui Yue beat the chief inspector and said: "Please go back and tell the teacher, the younger brother, this is a rare opportunity for the disciple, and he will not take his own responsibilities."

    The Taoist gave another salute, and said: "The words have been brought, and the younger brother will return to the upper floor now, senior brother, don't send it away." After saying that, he turned around and went out, then looked at it, and jumped, and he was already flying away.  .

    Cui Yue turned back to the room when he saw him leave. At the beginning, he was deeply impressed by the grand opera after watching it, so he sent it to his teacher Chen Tingzhi.

    ?In fact, if Chen Tingzhi was teaching the way of heaven, then there would be no need for such trouble, and he would just send it directly, but for some reason, this one has not done so until now.

    He guessed that this might be due to the overall situation, anyway, this is not something he can ask.

    He calmed down, tidied up a bit, then left the guest house on the outskirts of the city, jumped up, and fled in the direction of Ruiguang City.

    It's just that he was only halfway there, and someone in the Xuntian Taoist Chapter reported to him: "Xuanzheng, the few people we were staring at who were suspected of being the eyeliner of the Fushen Society all died of taking medicine in their residences."

    Cui Yue narrowed his eyes and asked, "Has anyone contacted them?"

    The person who reported said: "We have sensed a weak magical power in advance, and the other side should have passed it on to the believers in the form of an oracle."

    Cui Yue's first reaction was that these people had already found out that he was monitoring them. In order not to expose himself, he cleared them in advance.

    It is not surprising that Fushen would do this. They have always disregarded people as human beings, and these people do not have high positions in Dongting Prefecture, so if they abandon them, they will abandon them.

    But just as he was thinking this way, there was another movement in Daozhang, but several news reached him one after another, all saying that some suspected Fushenhui strongholds were also places he had deliberately kept before, and now they are gone.  The building is empty.

    Because these strongholds are far away in dense forests and deep valleys, and there are many indigenous tribes and spiritual creatures around, it is not easy to monitor them, and the other party used magical means to cover them before withdrawing, so they were not discovered in time.

    Cui Yue looked it over and found that the means of evacuating all strongholds were the same, and they all happened at almost the same time, so this was undoubtedly an orderly evacuation.

    There are various indications that the power of the Pathetic Society is shrinking.

    His first reaction was that this matter was related to the last blow, but after thinking about it again, he realized that something was wrong. The time between the two events was relatively long, and it was impossible to wait until now to respond to the convenience.

    So it was decided to give up the Eastern Court, so it turned to contraction?

    He thought for a while and shook his head. As long as the God of Resurrection Society itself still exists, then things won't end so easily. There must be some other plots. It's just that it's not good to completely lose those stronghold eyeliners now.  Master the trend of this generation.

    He looked at the Anshan ridge in the distance, and thought to himself: "What is this person planning?"

    At this moment, in the depths of land to the east of Anshan, most of the members of the Fushen Society scattered in various tribes started to take action. They used the tribe's natives to hunt a large number of spiritual creatures, and at the same time promised certain benefits  , encouraging some Ability Gods to deal with some hostile Ability Gods.

    This is the sacrifice of the one they are preparing to awaken.

    When it was approaching July, all of this was ready, and three members of the Faith Society wearing metal masks gathered in an indigenous tribe.

    The woman in the copper mask asked suspiciously: "Is this the place? There are less than fifty people in this tribe, right? Is the clue here?"

    The golden mask said humanely: "If it wasn't because this tribe is too small, I wouldn't have found the clue until now."

    He stepped on the mud full of dead branches and leaves, and came to an altar piled up with clods of soil under a big tree. The pillars in the middle of the altar were slightly polished, painted with bright blue and red dyes, and painted on them.  Two eyes were drawn, as if they were staring at someone.

    The man wearing the golden mask took out a glass bottle, unplugged it, and poured some golden powder towards the altar.

    After the powder was sprinkled, the eyes on the stone altar blinked, and a burst of magical light flashed, and then an old man with a stooped back and a child appeared on the stone pillar.

    He is leaning on a tall crutch, with bloated and distorted features, gray-black and gray-white feathers on his body, and the rest"Protoss" story, "Ipal Protoss" is also a group of ancient gods called by Tian Xia, and they came here today to wake up one of them.

    Although the stories in the psalms seem ordinary, he knows that the legendary psalms are often not as simple as they appear on the surface. Many blood, barbarism, and cruelty are hidden behind the seemingly simple but obscure narratives.

    For example, if you think about this matter deeply, you can't help but feel a sense of horror.

    The two brothers no longer appear at the same time. Does that imply that there is actually only one of the two brothers left in the end, and he is both good and evil at the same time. As for where the other one goes, it is hard to think about it.

    Also, it is recorded in the Psalm that the two brothers have to meet the mother god Cheney once every two days. Judging from the metaphor that the clover fruit that they ate will bloom and bear fruit next time, every time they come out of there,  Are they really the same person?

    He shook his head, didn't think about it, but looked towards the two doors ahead, and said: "From the story, the divinity of the two, good and evil, must be separated, so we can only choose  One of the doors."

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