"After an unknown period of time, the Ancient God appeared. He used some unknown method to fly into the sky and swallow the strange phenomenon in the sky. Thus, the people were saved, and peace and tranquility were restored. "Bi Shi sighed, his face full of longing.
Yang Xuan asked, "What happened after that?"
"After that, he became the Ancient God. People erected statues of him and worshipped him day and night. The Ancient God is also a true god. He has appeared several times and saved people many times," Bi Shi said vaguely.
Yang Xuan finally understood. It seemed that Bi Shi did not know much. It was just a legend.
However, even if it was just a legend, Yang Xuan still obtained a lot of information.
Yang Xuan's thoughts raced.
Could this place really be related to the Ancient God?
Unfortunately, the trace of the Ancient God's will hidden in the remnant soul knew limited things. It only knew some methods of using the four pearls. It did not say a word about the origin of the Ancient God or the four pearls.
At this time, his divine sense had already covered this part of the starry sky, but Helim's aura still did not appear. Could she really have been led away by Yang Xuan to another place?
However, Yang Xuan still did not want to take the risk and was prepared to wait.
Thus, he said to Bi Shi, "Can you take me to see the Ancient God?"
"Then we'll have to go to the Ancient God Temple," Bi Shi said. Then he said a little embarrassedly, "Hehe, I usually lead the way, so it costs two dayuan. Hmm …"
Yang Xuan could not help but laugh. He took a handful of dayuan from the pocket of a rich merchant, Fatso, and gave it to Bi Shi. "These are all yours."
Bi Shi hurriedly took it and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Yang. This meal is on me."
Then, he shouted for the bill and put down a dayuan. The shopkeeper also gave him some change.
Yang Xuan immediately understood that this guy was definitely a profiteer when he sold the book to him.
One dayuan was enough to buy such a sumptuous meal. The purchasing power was not low. A useless book for one dayuan. What was he if not a profiteer?
However, it did not matter. The money was not his anyway, so he did not feel bad about using it.
After leaving the restaurant, Bi Shi led the way. They did not wander around. After they left the city, they moved with the crowd.
Bi Shi said, "The Ancient God Temple is built on Mount Xuan. In a few days, it will be the Ancient God's Sacrifice. Many believers will leave early and enter Upper Xuan Mountain, hoping to receive blessings of the Ancient God."
Yang Xuan looked around. Indeed, there were many people bowing every three steps, their attitudes extremely pious.
"What is an ancient god's blessing?" Yang Xuan asked casually.
"This is truly miraculous." Bi Shi was excited and beamed. "You know, some people are born with the ability to cultivate. This is a blessing from their mother's womb. They have opened all their meridians and are born superior to others. However, some people are born with blocked meridians and cannot cultivate. They can only be ordinary people for the rest of their lives."
After a pause, he continued, "The Ancient God's Sacrifice, which happens once every three years, can pick out some lucky ones from these ordinary people and bestow them with blessings. This will open their meridians and allow them to embark on the path of cultivation. This is the blessing of the Ancient God. "
Yang Xuan suddenly understood. Many religions used the blessing of the gods to win people's hearts. It was not strange.
The crowd was still moving. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves thundered behind them. The crowd quickly moved to the sides and made a path.
Bi Shi hurriedly pulled Yang Xuan to the side to make way.
After a while, a group of about ten riders quickly caught up from behind. The flying horse hooves splashed mud, and a lot of it landed on the bodies and faces of the pedestrians on both sides.
When they passed by Yang Xuan, large chunks of mud splashed out and landed on him and Bi Shi.
Yang Xuan did not want to dirty his clothes. The mud splashed towards him suddenly changed direction and flew to the sides.
One of the green-clothed riders shot a strange look at Yang Xuan, but he did not linger on him.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Bi Shi waited until the riders were far away before patting his chest enviously. "Look, look, this is the power of a cultivator. How cool would it be if I could be like this one day?"
Yang Xuan continued to search for Helim's aura. "How can they ride horses?" he asked.
Bi Shi explained, "Those are disciples of the Ancient God Temple. They are the only ones who can ride horses on this road. No one else can."
Yang Xuan looked at the muddy road and shook his head. "Then why don't you fix this road? Look at how rotten it is."
Bi Shi waved his hand. "You can't fix it, you can't fix it. Legend has it that this road was once walked by the Ancient God. Only by taking this road up the mountain can the believers show their sincerity."
As they spoke, the group continued forward. Before long, they found that the road ahead was beginning to congeal, and their speed was greatly reduced.
Yang Xuan probed with his divine sense. He knew that the group of riders from before had a conflict with someone else. They were confronting each other.
What Yang Xuan found strange was that the side facing off against the knights were all women dressed in white. Every single one of them was as beautiful as a flower, but their faces were as cold as ice, making them look rather fiendish.
At this time, the group had completely stopped moving. Although there were trees on both sides of the road that could be bypassed, no one had any thoughts of doing so. It seemed that this muddy road of the Ancient Gods held a very high place in everyone's hearts.
Bi Shi squeezed through the crowd. Not long after, he came back with a frown and said, "Oh no, we can't pass now."
Yang Xuan asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sigh, the people from the Ancient God Temple and the Fairy Palace are fighting again. They might even start fighting. We ordinary people can only wait until they decide a winner." Bi Shi said.
Yang Xuan asked again, "What is the Fairy Palace?"
Bi Shi was almost scared out of his wits. He rushed up to Yang Xuan to cover his mouth, but Yang Xuan turned his head and dodged.
"Quiet down, do you want to die?" Bi Shi complained in exasperation. At the same time, he explained, "The Fairy Palace is the same as the Ancient God Temple. It is said that in ancient times, the fairies once fought side by side with the Ancient Gods. Later on, they founded the Fairy Palace, which has been passed down to the present day. However, later on, for some reason, the two sides became hostile and often fought. You dare to say that the Fairy Palace is … You want to die, but I want to live. "
Yang Xuan smiled and said no more.
Bi Shi was about to speak again when he realized that the crowd in front of him suddenly retreated like a tide. Many people were squeezed out of the road and were desperately crawling back.
"They're fighting, they're fighting!"
Someone shouted.
Bi Shi pulled Yang Xuan and wanted to run. He pulled a few times but failed. When he looked again, the people in front of him had already passed by them. Some of them ran far away.
In front of them was a slightly wider plain. The group of riders had already dismounted and were confronting a group of white-clothed women.
In between the two factions, the green-clothed rider who had cast his gaze towards Yang Xuan earlier was currently exchanging blows with a white-clothed woman, clearly having a lot of fun.
At this time, everyone had retreated far, far away. Only Bi Shi and Yang Xuan were left in the middle of the road. They were very conspicuous.
The people from the two forces who did not participate in the battle all looked at the two of them.
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