Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 255: Saint Son, You Are a Bit Too Extreme
The Great Mother Goddess's childbirth ceremony ended hastily and absurdly under the harsh reprimand of a certain Holy Son.

Under the command of the assistant priest, Li Yu and the other slaves stood up from the ground and left the sacrificial site in an orderly manner.

As he left through the gate, he looked back at the altar. The high priest was muttering to himself with his head down, seemingly unconcerned with anything else.

Li Yu instinctively felt that the Holy Son was different from them.

Different from the numb sacrifices around him, different from the gloomy sacrifices, and even different from himself.

He wasn't the one trapped here.

After leaving the sacrificial site, Li Yu left the team at the third intersection as he did a few days ago. After walking seven hundred steps, he left the team for the second time and went into his small stone house.

He no longer thought about the Son of God because he had more important things to do.

Recite scriptures.

Life here is simple and boring. Half of the time is spent reciting scriptures and the other half is spent participating in sacrifices.

The ordinary concept of time does not apply here, because there is no night or day. In this place, no matter where you are, there is light all around.

Li Yu felt that this was abnormal. He thought it might be some kind of magic, but when Li Yu thought of this, he immediately gave up the idea.

Because according to the scriptures, magic is forbidden and does not exist.

Some have only the power granted by the Great Mother Goddess.

The reason there is light here is because the Great Mother Goddess said there should be light here.

After reading the first page, Li Yu tried again to make a mark on the scripture, but just like yesterday, he failed.

This place, except for this group of people themselves, seemed to be indestructible.

The scriptures, the walls, the stone bed, and those blood-red mahogany vines were all like this.

indestructible.

While turning the pages of a book, Li Yu secretly drew a line on the inside of his thigh to record the time.

He was extra careful today because for some reason he always felt like someone was watching him.

In the big stone house of the Holy Son.

Zhang Ze sat cross-legged on the stone bed, holding the edge of the bed with his hands. However, after trying for a long time, he couldn't get rid of even a small piece of debris.

Just like before in the stone chamber.

While digging the soil, Zhang Ze communicated information with Xuan Jian using secret methods.

"You mean, there are a thousand people here besides me? The number of priests and slaves is the same, 500 each?"

[Yes, there are also 500 priests, who take turns participating in the ceremony.]

[Also, the positions of the priests and slaves corresponded to each other. After leaving the sacrificial site, the slaves went to the left and the priests went to the right.]

"Then what am I here for?"

A separate area just above the priests' quarters.

"Have you confirmed the cultivation level of those people?"

[It's confirmed. Those one thousand people, whether slaves or priests, are all Nascent Souls.]

"Those slaves who were sacrificed didn't resist?"

[Well, they don't seem to know how powerful they are, and they have no desire to resist.]

"Do those priests know that they are from the Muyu Sect?"

[I don't know. They think they are members of the Great Mother Goddess.]

Zhang Ze scratched his head, feeling a little confused. He had never encountered such a situation before.

A thousand Nascent Souls were nothing but a piece of cake for the Sect Master, but to him, it seemed like they were no match for him.
It was also for this reason that after Zhang Ze was born as the Son of God, he did not directly take down the Taoist Mu Yu, but temporarily intimidated him by using his identity as the Son of God.

Even if the five hundred Yuanyings don't fight back, the remaining five hundred Yuanyings will be enough for him to suffer.

Moreover, this is a closed area, a death octagon, with nowhere to run.

"Let's not talk about that for now, let's talk about the big zero."

【The Great Mother Goddess. 】

"Yes, the teachings of the Great Mother, and what's with that slave who's been looking at me?"

[That slave is problematic. When I went to monitor him, I found that he was also trying to destroy things here, and even carved the word "correct" on his leg.]

"Huh? Correct character?"

Yes, that's the correct word.

"Well, everyone has to have a little hobby. Tell me about the Great Mother."

[There are too many words, please read it yourself.]

A large amount of information flowed into Zhang Ze's sea of ​​consciousness.

Both humans and barbarians had periods of sacrificial worship, but at that time they worshipped the innate demon gods of the ancient times.

By the time of the Ten Kingdoms era, most of the barbarians and the predecessors of Longhu Mountain, Tianzong, and Buddhism had stopped worshipping idols.

After all, it's useless. The human race's incense is simply not working. Instead of worshipping those dead or made-up things, it's better to do something real.

Statues and the like are more about respect and commemoration.

The Western Barbarians also freed themselves from the worship of the innate demon gods and turned to worshipping their ancestors and the conceptual sky.

As for the demon race, they worship nothing.

In the past, they ate everything they had, and I was the only one in charge, killing, killing, killing.

Nowadays, they laugh and joke, and if you give them eggs, they can believe whatever they want or not.

In short, starting from Dongqi, this kind of worship of gods is basically equivalent to a demonic cult, and is exclusive to those evil practitioners who have gone astray.

Deceiving others into making blood food for themselves, or running wildly down the dead end road of incense.

The Great Mother Goddess is such a cult, but the time of its appearance is very strange. It first appeared in the chaotic era of the Ten Kingdoms, then disappeared, and then appeared briefly on the eve of the demise of Dong Qi.

The doctrine is nothing more than the same old stuff, a bunch of weird rituals, plus the sole worship of the Great Mother Goddess, and attributing the right to interpret everything to the Great Mother Goddess's divine power.

However, what is noteworthy is that among those vague doctrines, the descriptions of Yin and Yang are quite professional and can compete with those of Longhu Mountain.

Also, the Great Mother Goddess's requirements for believers are somewhat perverted. She does not promise believers anything like heaven or hell, or a certain number of virgins.

In the scriptures of the Great Mother, whether priests, slaves, or unrelated people, they are all part of the Great Mother and the ashes of the Great Mother.

When the Great Mother Goddess restarts the world, everything will become a part of Her.

Simply put, everyone is a dog of the Great Mother Goddess.

It’s much weirder than the Hundred Demons Sect.

After all, the Hundred Demons Clan can paint a rosy picture, talk about the wolf-like culture of cultivating immortals, and really give outstanding employees like Song Qingpao promotions and increase their cultivation.

Taoist Mu Yu refused to associate with the Hundred Demons Sect and instead believed in this kind of feudal superstition and historical dregs, which was somewhat abnormal.

After going through all the information in his mind, Zhang Ze asked, "Xuanjian, where did you get all this information?"

[Jade Book House, Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Sword Sect's Library, Beast Taming Sect's Library. Basically, wherever you go, I'll copy books there.]

"Eh? Why are you copying those books?"

[Being the knowledgeable one in the group, how can you argue with others when you don’t know much? ]

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

[You didn’t ask.]

Zhang Ze sighed and felt that Xuanjian Baojing had figured out the Internet.

This kid is really useless.

Just when Zhang Ze was about to send Xuanjian, who was wrapped in black autumn johns, out to investigate again, Taoist Mu Yu arrived.

He still had the same priest look, but this time he had a mahogany cane in his hand.

Taoist Muyu bowed respectfully to Zhang Ze, then stood up and said, "Sir, I have corrected the pronunciation. Please listen."

Zhang Ze actually had no idea how to memorize that set of sacrificial words. He was just picking out grammatical errors and incorrect pronunciation.

Now that he saw that the old man had straightened his tongue, he had nothing to complain about.

“Not bad, a lot of progress.”

"Then, Lord Saint, do you have any other instructions?" asked Taoist Mu Yu.

Zhang Ze originally wanted to say it was nothing and you could go, but he stopped talking because he noticed that there was something wrong with Mu Yu Taoist's expression.

Suddenly it became less respectful.

Looking at that little look, Zhang Ze also remembered the teachings of the Great Mother Goddess.

Everything is the dog of the Great Mother Goddess.

If that's the case, it seems like even if I, the Son of God, convey the will, it's useless.

In the scriptures, the useless Son of God seemed to be cut into pieces and made into a dish.
Then return to the Great Mother Goddess through the flesh and blood of believers.

That's a bit too extreme.

Before Muyu Taoist opened his mouth, Zhang Ze took the initiative and said, "Of course there are instructions."

Taoist Muyu changed his expression just like drinking soup, and said respectfully, "Please speak."

"You are not loyal!" Zhang Ze said something that Mu Yu Taoist did not expect.

"Ah?" The Taoist Mu Yu, whose mind was possessed by the evil cult, didn't quite understand.

Seeing that Mu Yu Taoist was shocked, angry, and a little scared, Zhang Ze realized that he had guessed right.

For some reason, this Taoist priest Mu Yu was really possessed by a cult.

He really believes in this stuff, he's not pretending.

So if you want to fool him, you have to talk around that crappy scripture.

Cult texts can be arbitrarily modified, annotated, deconstructed and corrupted.

People have two words, and whoever has a higher status is right.

Now I have the highest status.

Zhang Ze pulled the Taoist Mu Yu onto the kang and told him the story in a friendly manner.

After a long time, Taoist Mu Yu took Zhang Ze's hand and said.

".Sir, I don't think Mother Goddess has ever said that. You..."

"It's the Great Mother Goddess. Priest, please don't make such a low-level mistake again."

"Yes, did the Great Mother Goddess really ask you to convey this will?"

Taoist Mu Yu looked at the handsome young man in front of him. As the most devout priest of the Great Mother Goddess, he suddenly felt a little confused.

Even in his opinion, the Holy Son's understanding of the scriptures was a bit extreme and cruel?

The light in the stone chamber remained eternal. Taoist Muyu carefully chose his words and said, "The advent of the Great Mother Goddess cannot be missed. Shouldn't we focus more on tradition? What the Great Mother Goddess desires should be something more meaningful, such as..."

Zhang Ze interrupted Muyu Taoist's defense, "Don't speculate about the Great Mother Goddess!"

"Then you."

"I am the Holy Son, the messenger of the Great Mother. Before the Holy Son returns to the Great Mother, what I say is the truth. Priest, if you continue like this, I will really question your loyalty."

"But in each reincarnation, ten sacrifices are already the limit. Are you talking about fifty?" Taoist Mu Yu was still a little hesitant.

"Fifty games is my bottom limit, not your limit, understand? And I said, we will have a fully automatic assembly line sacrifice in the future, fifty games will be easy." Zhang Ze said coldly.

"Well, well, I don't know how to make or use a fully automatic assembly line, this..."

Taoist Mu Yu instinctively felt that something was not right. Fragments flashed through his chaotic memory, allowing him to vaguely see some cruel and blurry fragments. However, even the cruelest fragments were not as extreme as what the Holy Son said.

"I am here. The Great Mother Goddess has given me all the knowledge. You only need to be loyal and obedient."

Faced with Zhang Ze's tough attitude, Muyu Taoist softened his tone. "Okay, everything is for the Great Mother Goddess, but if the sacrifice is fully automatic, then what should we do?"

Zhang Ze patted Muyu Taoist's shoulder and said, "Don't worry about this, you are also part of the sacrifice."

"Huh? Us?"

"That's right. Look, it's stated in the scriptures that everything belongs to the Great Mother Goddess forever, not just when she descends. So you can also become sacrifices now.

“Prepare in advance so that you don’t have no experience when the time comes.

"And don't you think you are too comfortable?" Zhang Ze said coldly.

"Comfort?" Taoist Mu Yu didn't understand.

Zhang Ze slapped Muyu Taoist's thigh hard and said, "Goddess of the Great Mother! What a blasphemy! Five hundred people, their time has been wasted! You should seize every opportunity to please the Great Mother!"

"Okay. But if we all participate in the sacrifice, what will you do?" asked Taoist Mu Yu.

"Manage the assembly line! Only I, the most loyal, can operate this assembly line called loyalty!"

"Fine."

Taoist Mu Yu rubbed his thigh and thought that this Holy Son had quite strong hands.

In Fengling City.

Chen Qin sat on a big rock holding Zhang Ze's golden elixir, brows furrowed.

"Oh, what should I do if my brother is captured by bad guys?"

Captain Chen, who had been searching the ghost town with the golden elixir as a guide, glanced at his daughter, thought for a moment, and still didn't say what was on his mind.

His Mahayana intuition told him so.

If there really are bad guys, it would be a good thing that that little bastard Zhang Ze didn't catch them.

(End of this chapter)