Lou Xiaoyi knew that he was actually capable of intercepting this providence!
His current providences were no longer inanimate objects. After several upgrades, he no longer needed to kill the other party to intercept their providences. However, in order to do this, the opponent could not be too powerful. In addition, he could not completely intercept and draw out all of the other party's providences. He could only take a part of it.
For example, now, when the other party leaked their providences out of their bodies, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
However, he did not do so. His experience at the Fish Leaping Cliff told him that in the Cultivation World, he had to have a sense of propriety and scale. There were countless such providences in the universe. He could not take all of them. Such an idea was very dangerous. He should form the habit of allowing others to have their providences.
Moreover, he was afraid of alerting the other party!
If the grassland people did not have any bad intentions, his actions would be immoral. If there was a conspiracy, he might alert the other party without knowing anything.
It was better to be quiet!
The ritual was still going on. He noticed that the nine cultivators who had Fate Clusters stopped after they forced out more than thirty percent of their own Fate Clusters. Their Fate Clusters were taken to a faraway place by the faith of hundreds of thousands of grassland people.
The grassland people were becoming more and more crazy. Their faith was becoming more and more intense. Could it be sent further?
Lou Xiaoyi danced with the gradually crazy believers around him. He hid his providences deeply and also suppressed his cultivation to the lowest level with the Divine Concealment Spell! It was difficult to hide his cultivation level in front of cultivators of the same level. He could do it because he was far enough away, and there were enough believers. Their auras were mixed, and the Magi were focused on their own matters.
Two hours later, there was a mysterious fluctuation in the sky. Three streaks of fate descended from the sky and landed on three of the eight shamans on the high platform. The three of them were overjoyed, but the other five were disappointed.
This was the end. The so-called spring sacrifice was not to pray for the ordinary grassland people. It was to calculate their own providences.
Lou Xiaoyi judged and roughly understood a few points.
Providence could be transferred! The specific method was unknown!
Providence could not be transferred at the level of the grassland people. It was not even something that Great Magi and Magi Ancestors could do. Otherwise, they would not need to use such a large number of people. Wouldn't it be better if they closed the door?
Could it be a certain faction that could transfer the light from providence? Some kind of treasure? Some totem? The level must be very high. At the very least, he had no conclusion about it. He couldn't even make a guess.
The transfer of providence wasn't a guaranteed success. There was a problem with the success rate. For example, these shamans had sent nine balls of providence to an unknown place, but only three of them returned. Simply put, there was only a 30% chance of success.
But what did it matter? The Spring Sacrificial Rites were held every year. If they persevered, there would be a day when everyone would be blessed with providence!
This was the first time that Lou Xiaoyi and Fang Zihui had met face to face since they arrived at the grassland half a year ago.
"You're still here? He didn't leave? Just to keep an eye on us? "Xiao Fang was furious, but fortunately, after his experience in the grassland, he had become much more mature.
"It's observation and protection, not surveillance. Also, I have good news for you. I'm leaving!"
Fang Zihui was enlightened. He was not stupid. This young man's unreasonable behavior made him realize something.
"You were sent by the dojo … My ancestor from the Fang family also seemed to have a person who had entered Dao, although it wasn't recorded in the family tree. Is that the reason?"
Lou Xiaoyi didn't comment. He just stuffed something the size of a button into Fang Zihui's hand.
"Only you can crush this thing! If there's a threat to your life that you can't handle, crush it!
This is a reward for promoting the culture of the Central Plains. It has nothing to do with anything else! "
Fang Zihui watched him leave and muttered in his heart, "What kind of danger can I be in?"
But he still shouted a thank you to the person who was leaving! No matter how annoying this person was, he was able to persist here for half a year and protect him from the beginning. This duty was worthy of respect, although he didn't care.
…
Lou Xiaoyi returned to Xiao Mountain and continued his cultivation. He didn't rush himself and lived a carefree life.
But he still paid some attention to the news from two aspects.
One was the news from the East Sea. The Sect of Five Elements was in charge of the Thousand Chances Valley. This was expected. The so-called Cultivation World was like this. As long as there was no force that could surpass the Sect of Five Elements in the East Sea, the winner would take all. This was the iron law of the Cultivation World!
This was not the key. According to a reliable source, the Sect of Five Elements borrowed a treasure from the Three Pure Ones in order to restore the underground spiritual vigor of the Thousand Chances Valley to reverse the adverse impact An Chaodong had on the ley lines of the Thousand Chances Valley.
In this regard, Xuanyuan was too far away to help.
The other aspect was the history of the grassland. From tens of thousands of years ago, there were grievances between the Northern Region and Xuanyuan.
He found that the grassland tribe was really a persevering tribe. In a long time, they were suppressed countless times, but every time they were cut off by Xuanyuan. But they never remembered the lesson. After thousands of years, they would return to their old ways.
He could understand Xuanyuan's approach. The purpose of not destroying the grassland tribe was to provide a tough opponent for the Swordsman in Xiao Mountain. If the Northern Region was too peaceful, it might not be a good thing for the Swordsman.
He had also discussed this with Nan Zhenren.
"Uncle! I also went to the grassland once for personal affairs. I always feel that the grassland people's change is somewhat inexplicable. This is not in line with the character of the grassland people! What do you think? Could it be that they're up to something? Do they have a big plan? "
Nan Zhenren nodded, "You can see this point. You are quite knowledgeable. Very good!
The grassland people are a pack of wolves raised by Xuanyuan. When the wolf pack is in its heyday, we will find an excuse to weaken them! When they are weak, we don't mind giving them hundreds of years to recover!
When the wolf pack changes its character and learns to learn from humans, it is a sign of danger! "
Lou Xiaoyi was not surprised by Nan Zhenren's answer. If he could think of it, there was no reason that Nan Zhenren, who had been in charge of this place for hundreds of years, could not think of it. It was good to be mentally prepared. His problem was how to express his concern without revealing the problem of fate!
"But, a plan needs to be supported by strength! Xuanyuan has developed to this point, and it can no longer be subverted by a mere scheme! Xiao Mountain, the dome, and many senior Swordsman groups, these are the biggest protection of Xuanyuan!
The grassland people are difficult to infiltrate, and they never accept outsiders. But we don't need to waste time guessing. We only need to keep an eye on their senior Sorcerers. How many of them have become Senior Sorcerers? How many of them have become Sorcerer Ancestors?
This is a red line, and when the line is crossed, Xuanyuan will take action! So, you don't need to worry about this! "
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