An Ultimate Martial Art

C844 Filthy! Blasphemy!



C844 Filthy! Blasphemy!

The most terrifying thing was that, after Su Ye chatted with everyone and enraged everyone, he realized that all of them, without exception, were spirit cultivators.    

    

However, their psychic power s were not strong, and were at most at the level of a few grains of sand.    

    

Even so, this was still unavoidable, causing the eyes of the remaining seven elders, who had yet to touch the spiritual world, to turn red.    

    

There is only fear of contrast between people.    

    

Comparing themselves with these people who were obviously not particularly intelligent on the surface, the seven Wood Palace Elders felt so sad that they wanted to die.    

    

It was unknown how many years they had yearned for and tried so hard not to be able to reach the edge of the spiritual world. Now, every single one of them was a cultivator of the spiritual world. How hateful!    

    

No one wants to be a fool. The seven Wood Palace Elders were even more unwilling to admit that they were idiots. If one were to meet any random person in the Lucky World, they would be a spirit cultivator. This was clearly a ghost. They were all eager to find out what was going on.    

    

Su Ye was also curious, but he was not as impatient as the Wood Palace Elders were. He had already guessed a few clues, the reason why everyone was a Spirit Cultivator, might have something to do with the zhi-shen.    

    

Su Ye just could not believe it. Everyone's spirit was different, if they did not have special intelligence and comprehension, it would be difficult for them to manifest their spirit world. Was that zhi-shen really so capable that he could let everyone manifest their spirit world?    

    

If he really had that kind of ability, then how powerful must the zhi-shen be?    

    

"Perhaps, the one who is truly powerful is not the zhi-shen, but the Wood Emperor!"    

    

Su Ye thought for a moment, but he did not say anything, and only led Mu Shang and the rest forward.    

    

A tribe suddenly appeared in front of them.    

    

One after another, tents were set up in rows in the vast grassland. The densely packed tents actually had a sense of awe-inspiring grandeur.    

    

The tribe seemed to be holding some kind of ceremony or festival, gathering many people. It was very lively, especially so for the festivities, which could be heard from far away.    

    

Curious, Su Ye led Mu Shang and the rest towards the tribe. Surprisingly, the people of the tribe were very hospitable. Some of them had already noticed their arrival, but they did not chase them away. They did not think that their arrival was unexpected. Instead, they welcomed them into the tribe and invited them to the gathering.    

    

Furthermore, the fragrant milk wine and the beef and lamb meat waiters were enough to make them addicted to being honored guests. With a trace of curiosity, Su Ye and his group participated in the gathering. Only now did he know that today was the annual Spirit Opening Festival of the Silver Star Tribe.    

    

The Opening Spirit Day was not a special occasion for the Silver Star Tribe. It was an important day that was common to all of them.    

    

This prairie was called the Belo Grassland, and it had a circumference of three thousand Li. There were no less than a thousand tribes of varying sizes, and the population was millions of people.    

    

Every tribe had a Spirit Opening Festival. The dates were different, but the things they did were exactly the same, and that was the offering.    

    

On the day of the Opening Spirit Day, every tribe would gather all of the village's old and young to hold a sacrificial ceremony. Once zhi-shen received their sacrifice, their divine splendor would descend, enveloping everyone. Not only could it raise everyone's cultivation level, it could also help people who have yet to open their spirit world to open their spirit world. This was also the most important first step for spirit cultivators — their spirit world materialized.    

    

This was simply unbelievable.    

    

Su Ye could not believe it.    

    

Mu Shang was even more unable to believe it.    

    

Mujiang was even more baffling. It was a moment of sudden enlightenment between life and death that allowed him to successfully manifest his spiritual world.    

    

But now, someone had told them that they only needed a sacrifice, as long as they could bathe themselves in the divine light of the zhi-shen, then they would be able to manifest the extremely difficult and elusive spiritual world.    

    

If it really was that simple to manifest the world of the soul, then what was there to comprehend? What kind of comprehension would be required to worship the zhi-shen? It would be fine to just lie down and wait for the opening of the spirit world every year.    

    

But what was the truth?    

    

Su Ye and the rest pretended to be interested, and quietly waited for the most important moment of the Opening Spirit Festival.    

    

As expected, the statue was carved out of white stone and had a very amiable face. After the ceremonial sacrifice, it started from the face of the man and started to radiate rays of light at the 3000 members of the Silver Star Tribe.    

    

Everyone from the Silver Star Tribe became excited. Their expressions became very devout. Especially the children of the Silver Star Tribe who were placed closest to the statue of the God. Their faces were full of expectation and their eyes were shining with a strong sense of longing.    

    

A miraculous scene appeared.    

    

One by one, those children were enveloped in the brilliance of the statue, showing their inner world.    

    

After the spiritual world was manifested, the child would kneel down and kowtow towards the deity statue. His expression was especially pious.    

    

Then, Su Ye realized that after the child had kowtowed and revealed his inner world, he actually started to condense sand grains. It was just that the number of sand grains condensed by the child after kowtowing was different.    

    

Some were many, some were few.    

    

At most, he would only have two or three grains of sand, while the smallest one would only have one grain.    

    

Those children who were able to form three grains of sand were especially excited. Their parents were so happy that they were dancing with joy. They continuously pulled at the people beside them as they shouted out, "Look at how our little ghost has condensed three grains of sand, this is the zhi-shen's blessing!"    

    

Some of the people who were dragged would be happy along with them, while others would reveal an expression of jealousy and envy. The reason was that there was also a child who was kowtowing at his house, but his scalp was cracked and only a grain of sand was left. The most unfortunate thing was that one or two children did not even reveal their spiritual world within the divine splendor. These children were immediately despised by the majority of the Silver Star Tribe's members. Their parents were also shamed, as if not manifesting their spiritual world under the divine light was an especially humiliating and humiliating matter.    

    

One of his parents, who had a bad temper, could only walk away with his sleeves flapping. He didn't even care about crying as he felt wronged in front of the despising gazes of others.    

    

Seeing this, Su Ye and the rest were all stunned, as if they had been slapped.    

    

They scoffed at the so called zhi-shen, they did not believe in his abilities, but when the zhi-shen appeared in front of them, he could directly help them manifest their spiritual world, or a large area of it, and could directly save them from years of hard work.    

    

Especially the seven Wood Palace Clan Elders who had yet to manifest their spiritual world and were especially eager to train their soul, their eyes were completely red with envy. If not for their old faces, they would have rushed to the front and let their spirit shine upon them, to see if they could manifest the spiritual world that they dreamed of.    

    

"What's going on with Su Ye? This zhi-shen has such a terrifying ability! He even helped people in the air manifest their world of consciousness! How did he do it?"    

    

In the midst of shock, Mu Shang couldn't help but ask Su Ye in a small voice.    

    

With Mu Shang's experience, he was simply unable to explain this matter, he could only place his hopes on Su Ye, and see if the experienced Su Ye could discover any clues from this.    

    

But how could Su Ye understand? Although his cultivation was higher than Mu Shang's, but in truth, he had only entered the path of spiritual cultivation for a short period of time. He still had a rough understanding of the mysteries of spiritual cultivation, how could he understand this godly technique?    

    

Su Ye did not reply to Mu Shang, he only stared closely at the brilliance of the deity statue, hoping to understand a bit of the mysteries within. He was truly curious how the so called zhi-shen could do such a thing.    

    

If he could learn this skill and return to the Yuzhou Immortal Cultivation World in the future and use this tactic on the Southern Abyss Immortal Sect, wouldn't that mean that his men would have a lot of extra cultivators, which would mean that they would have a lot more future Creator? How glorious would it be for a Southern Abyss Immortal Sect who had taken in many Creator Masters who could create a world as his disciples? What Qing-Yun Sect, what Huangfu Family, to compare to Southern Abyss Immortal Sect, they were nothing at all.    

    

It was a pity that Su Ye still did not understand the profoundness behind it. The traces and clues on the deity statue were too few for him to rely on to understand the mysteries of the spiritual world that was being revealed to him.    

    

Just when Su Ye was at a loss when thinking about it, suddenly, a loud noise came from outside the Silver Star Tribe. It seemed that the people from the Silver Star Tribe had started fighting with someone.    

    

In the Belo Plains, causing trouble on someone else's Spirit Opening Day was taboo. Not only were they provoking the other party, they were also disrespecting the zhi-shen. They would become public enemies of Belo Plains. Who would dare to charge into the Silverstar Tribe like that?    

    

Under his curiosity, Su Ye rode on his golden hair and brought Mu Shang and the others along as he headed out of the tribe. Before arriving, Su Ye heard their voices.    

    

"Silver Star Tribe, we know that today is the Spirit Opening Day of your Silver Star Tribe. Why would we provoke you?" "The reason why we came here so quickly is to capture a crazy man riding a lion. That guy broke through our Wu Ze Tribe and repeatedly spoke rudely and slandered the zhi-shen, we heard that the crazy man riding a lion entered your Silver Star Tribe and was here to inform you all. We also want to capture that guy and bring him back to our Wu Ze Tribe for trial."    

    

"What?" Riding on a lion, wasn't he talking about Su Ye? That brat actually dared to slander the almighty zhi-shen, did your Wu Ze Tribe not lie? "    

    

"It's such a big thing, how could we lie?"    

    

"Great, I never thought that Su Ye would actually be such a heretic. He actually dares to infiltrate our Silver Star Tribe to participate in the Opening Spirit Festival, it is simply disrespectful to the zhi-shen, it is sullying the piety of our Silver Star Tribe to the zhi-shen, and even more so, he is desecrating the people from the zhi-shen. Follow me, we need to capture those crazy people."    

    


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