In the Dongting Prefecture, Cui Yue was receiving a visitor in the guest pavilion.
It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Taoist, who said to him, "Senior Martial Brother, Master said that the Sheng Opera you presented is not bad and should be watched. Master also said that he wants Senior Martial Brother to work hard in the Dongting Prefecture. Master is also watching."
Cui Yue bowed and said, "Junior Martial Brother, please go back and tell Master that this is a rare opportunity and I will not fail my duty."
The Taoist bowed and said, "Since I have delivered the message, I will return to the upper level. Senior Martial Brother, please don't send me off." As he spoke, he turned and left. He looked around and then leaped and flew away.
Cui Yue only returned to his room after he saw the man leave. Back then, he was deeply moved when he watched the drama and sent it to his teacher, Chen Tingzhi.
In fact, if Chen Tingzhi was stationed in Xuntian Dao Zhang, there would be no need to go through so much trouble and he could just send it directly. However, for some reason, he had not done so until now.
He guessed that it might be due to some consideration of the overall situation. Anyway, it was not something he could ask.
He calmed his mind and tidied up. Then, he left the guest house on the outskirts of the city and flew in the direction of Auspicious Light City.
However, when he was halfway there, someone in the Heavenly Training Scripture reported to him, "Xuan Zheng, the few people we were keeping an eye on previously who were suspected to be spies of the Revival God Society have all died from overdosing in their residences."
Cui Yue's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Did anyone contact them?"
The person who reported said, "We sensed a weak divine power in advance. The other party should have sent a message to the believers in the form of an oracle."
Cui Yue's first reaction was that these people had found out that they were monitoring them. In order to avoid exposing themselves, they eliminated them in advance.
It was not strange that the Revival Society would do this. They had never treated people as humans. Moreover, these people did not have high positions in the Dongting Prefecture, so it was fine to abandon them.
However, just as he was thinking about this, there was some movement in the Dao chapter. Several pieces of news were sent to him one after another. They were all suspected to be the strongholds of the Gods Revival Society. They were also the places that he had deliberately left behind. Now, they were all empty.
Because these strongholds were far away in the dense forests and deep valleys, and there were many indigenous tribes and spiritual creatures in the surroundings, it was not easy to monitor them. Furthermore, the other party had used some mysterious means to conceal themselves before they retreated, so they did not discover them in time.
Cui Yue looked through the list and found that all the strongholds were evacuated in the same way, and they all happened at about the same time. Therefore, this was undoubtedly an orderly retreat.
All signs indicated that the Revival Society's power was shrinking.
His first reaction was that this was related to the previous attack. But after thinking about it, he realized that something was wrong. There had been a long time between the two incidents. Even if the other party had done something, they wouldn't have waited until now.
Had they decided to give up on the struggle for the Eastern Court and decided to shrink their forces instead?
He thought for a moment and shook his head. As long as the Gods' Revival Society still existed, then things would not end so easily. There must be some other scheme. However, now that he had completely lost those strongholds and spies, it would be difficult to grasp the movements of this person.
He looked at the ridge of Mount An in the distance and thought to himself, What exactly is this person planning?
At this moment, in the depths of the land east of Mount An, most of the Gods' Revival Society members scattered in the various tribes began to move. They made use of the indigenous tribes to hunt a large number of spiritual creatures and at the same time, promised certain benefits to encourage some of the EsGods to deal with the hostile EsGods.
This was the sacrifice they were preparing to awaken.
When it was close to July, all of this was prepared. Three members of the Gods' Revival Society wearing metal masks gathered in a native tribe.
The woman with the copper mask asked doubtfully, "Is it here? This tribe has less than fifty people, right? The clue is here? "
The man with the gold mask said, "If it wasn't for the fact that this tribe is too small, I wouldn't have only found the clue now."
He stepped on the muddy ground full of dead branches and rotten leaves and came in front of an altar piled up with dirt under a big tree. The stone pillar in the middle of the altar was slightly polished and painted with bright blue and red dyes. Two eyes were drawn on it, and it looked like they were staring at someone.
The man with the gold mask took out a glass bottle, pulled out the stopper, and poured some golden powder onto the altar.
After the powder was sprinkled, the eyes on the stone altar blinked, and a strange light flashed. Then, a hunchbacked old man the height of a child appeared on the stone pillar.
He leaned on a tall cane, and his face was swollen and distorted. His body was covered with grayish-black and grayish-white feathers, and the rest of his body was wrapped in tough leaves. His lower body was a cloud of smoke, floating in the air. He looked at the few people and revealed a strange smile.
The man with the gold mask said in a deep voice, "God Qui Ni, according to the agreement, I have given you the sacrifice. You need to bring us to the divine hill."
God Qui Ni said with a hissing voice, "Come with me." He floated down from the stone altar and led the way into the dense forest behind him.
The three people immediately followed him into the dense forest. Wherever the old man passed, a small path would appear. But soon, a cloud of fog floated in the forest.
They found that they seemed to have merged into the fog, and even their bodies and limbs seemed to have disappeared. Only the figure of God Qui Ni in front of them was very eye-catching.
In this place, time, thoughts, and consciousness were blurred. After an unknown period of time, the three of them woke up as if they had woken up from a dream. They didn't know when, but the fog around them had already dissipated. They were standing on a spacious slope full of small gravel.
God Qui Ni picked up his cane and pointed forward, saying, "We're here. There it is, the 'Qui Mesinpa Divine Hill', the birthplace of the gods, the place of supreme blessings. "
The three of them raised their heads and looked over. At first glance, other than the golden-masked man, the other two were puzzled. They even began to doubt whether this was the place they were looking for.
Because in front of them was an inconspicuous conical hill. It looked like a common fire pit on the ground. The surroundings were bare, and there was no vegetation. Apart from being a little bigger and more orderly, there were no magnificent buildings on it. There was almost nothing to praise.
The woman with the bronze mask could not help but doubt, "Divine Hill? Is it here? "
God Qui Ni said, "Yes, it is. But because you haven't gotten close to her, you can't feel her greatness."
The man with the cyan mask and bun didn't raise any questions because he could see that such a huge hill was symmetrical no matter which side it was from. This wasn't something that could be done by humans, and the beauty of the lines was very much in line with the records of legends.
The man with the gold mask said, "Whether it is or not, we'll know when we get there."
God Qui Ni floated down from the hill and led the three forward. It was very quiet here. There was no sound and no sense of time passing. They could only feel that they were getting closer and closer to the hill.
The woman with the bronze mask murmured, "At the beginning of her arrival, there was no sound in this world. The water was still and the stars were frozen …"
The man with the green mask knew that this was a poem praising an ancient god. But at this moment, it seemed to fit the scene in front of them.
After a long journey, they came to the bottom of the hill. Then, two identical trapezoidal doors appeared in front of them.
The trapezoidal doors were attached to the mountain wall, showing a slope. The edges of the doors were wide and thick, and the lines were straight, rigid and flawless. It was extremely tall and seemed to be able to accommodate giants. Inside, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen. It seemed that any sound or light would be swallowed by it.
The woman with the bronze mask was shocked when she saw this. She exclaimed, "Is this the legendary …"
The man with the gold mask said in a deep voice, "The Twin Doors of Ildur, the legendary door of the evil land and the good land. I also found this place, so I can be sure that this is the place we're looking for. The legendary 'Qui Mesinpa Divine Hill'."
After a moment of silence, he turned sideways and said, "Now it's up to us to decide which door to take. We can only choose one of them."
The man with the green mask said, "Can't we go separately?"
The man with the gold mask said in a chanting voice, "The divine fruit bears twins, but only one fell to the ground. Behind the door, there are two gods sleeping. One is the good god, Ichimandan, and the other is the evil god, Irukuga. "
The woman with the bronze mask said with interest, "Legend has it that the two of them look exactly the same. Even their father couldn't tell them apart. Only their mother, Ichimandan, could do it.
Other gods asked her how she did it. She said that every time she saw the two brothers, she would eat a three-leaf fruit. Every time the good god came, the three-leaf flower that lost the fruit would bloom. When the evil god came, it would close.
Someone asked, "What if the two brothers appeared at the same time?"
Ichimandan said that she would never see the two of them at the same time. After saying this, the two brothers never appeared in front of other gods together. Where the evil god appeared, there would be no good god, and where the good god appeared, there would be no evil god. "
The man with the green mask was thoughtful. These poems were about the "Ipar". The "Ipar" was the group of ancient gods that Tianxia called the ancient gods. Today, they came here to awaken one of them.
Although the stories in the poems looked very ordinary, he knew that the legendary poems were often not as simple as they seemed on the surface. Many bloody, barbaric, and cruel stories were hidden behind seemingly simple but actually obscure narratives.
For example, if he thought about it deeply, it was inevitable that he would feel a sense of horror.
The two brothers no longer appeared at the same time. Did that imply that there was only one of the two brothers left in the end, and that one was both good and evil at the same time? As for where the other one went, it was hard to think about it.
Also, according to the poem, the two brothers would go to see the mother goddess, Cheney, every two days. Based on the metaphor of eating the three-leaf fruit and then blooming the next time, was it really the same person who came out from there every time?
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Instead, he looked at the two doors in front of him and said, "If we look at it from the story, the two divinities, good and evil, must be separated. Therefore, we can only choose one of them."
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