Baikan Mountain, Baihuang Cave.

Since he wanted to fight, he could not take it lightly. So Qingyuan returned here, took the ancient mirror, and took He Qing's true spirit to avoid any changes.

Su Xiang was waiting outside, looking at the mountains and rivers where immortals lived.

At this time, after some movement, Qingyuan slowly walked towards him.

Su Xiang was about to speak, and saw Qingyuan lifting his hand and pressing Xuxu on him.

"Mr. Bai..."

Su Xiang paused, then his whole body sank, his body lowered for a moment, and then he became very relaxed. He had a look of surprise on his face. He had been quite heavy all the way, but he just thought that he was exhausted after escaping.

But at this time, a wisp of smoke and dust wrapped around Mr. Bai's hand, which obviously had a different meaning.

"That's..." Su Xiangjing said: "What's that?"

Kiyohara said lightly: "There are traces left by experts on you. For ordinary people, you can't sense anything, but you, a scholar, are a little weak and tired, so you feel heavy."

After saying that, Qingyuan dissipated the smoke and asked casually: "How did you escape?"

Su Xiang was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Because the evil thing wanted many boys and girls, the event was interrupted again. I was locked in a cage and someone was guarding it, but because of the changes in the event, the scene was chaotic, so..."

When he said this, his face looked a little strange, as if he was a little surprised and confused.

Kiyohara smiled and said, "Do you think you are so lucky that you can escape by chance all the hardships?"

Su Xiang nodded with difficulty and swallowed.

Qingyuan smiled and said, "It is because of this trace on you that gives you a lot of luck."

Su Xiang was stunned and asked, "Why does Xiaosheng have this thing?"

"Because..." Kiyohara smiled and said, "The reason why you can escape is because you came to find me."

Su Xiang's face was full of confusion and shock.

"This thing can be regarded as a war post."

Qingyuan smiled and said, "I really want to see what this master can make..."

...

Kanling Town.

It was a grand event here, with countless altars on both sides of the river bank.

The altars are different, either on top of them, or on them are placed fruits or incense burners. There are dense incense and candles inserted on the incense burners, and the smoke is curling, which almost makes people who are closer unable to open their eyes, but only feel their eyes are dry and tears are constantly leaving behind.

There are also some altars with pigs and sheep.

The poorest family also borrowed money, bought a pig's leg, and placed it on the altar of their own.

At first glance, there were chaotic figures on both sides of the strait, and there were also crowds of people.

This grand event is much more prosperous than before.

Because this time, we will calm the wrath of the great god.

The two sides of the river are about seven or eight feet apart, and the river water stretches out to the peak ahead. The peaks are covered with fog all year round. It is rumored that the great god lives, and the fog is hazy. The river can no longer see clearly at this point.

There are rafts on both sides of the river bank, and many children, either men or women, are seated on the rafts.

The children are young and ignorant, some are crying and some are laughing.

And their parents were on the shore, lowering their heads to wipe their tears, or cried with them.

The children were selected by the town and sent to the raft by them personally. Only in this way can Kanling Town be preserved.

"Now, twenty virgins are sacrificed to God."

"I hope the great god will calm down my anger and protect my Kanling Town, and have good weather and good harvests, so that people will be prosperous and wealth will rise."

"The power of God is vast and the world worships."

A witch opened her mouth and was full of energy. She spread to both sides of the river bank and knelt down on her head.

The people on both sides knelt down and knelt down to the peaks where the river was heading.

"Sacrifice!"

With a command, someone cut off the rope and pushed the raft away.

The raft flows downstream.

The twenty virgin boys and twenty virgin girls above were frightened and suddenly burst into tears.

On the river bank, the crying sounds of the children's parents becoming louder and louder.

At the end of the river, the fog is hazy.

No one knows what the scene is inside.

But everyone knows that when these children come into the fog, they will end their young lives.

"Slow down!"

A loud shout shocked the audience.

Everyone turned around and saw a scholar standing on the bank of the river above the river.

The scholar was weak and gasping, as if his face turned red with the previous loud shout.

"It's you?"

The witch and others turned their heads and looked very ugly.

It was this scholar who disrupted the original grand event, which angered the great gods and made the grand event three times in a row, causing the people to suffer money, and six sacrifices were raised to forty.

"Catch him!"

"Send it to the raft together and sacrifice to the great god!"

A group of people came towards Su Xiang, with great momentum and full of murderous intent.

Su Xiang was not afraid and shouted: "You fools! There is no such thing as this world..."

As he said that, his tone suddenly paused. Since he met the Lord of the White Emperor Cave, he really believed that there were gods in this world, but he had not yet reversed his original cognition for the time being.

Su Xiang took a deep breath before turning his mouth and said, "What kind of god is it? It is just an evil thing!"

"The gods should protect one side. This thing regards itself as a god. You must sacrifice with your own lives, otherwise you will be punished and harmed the people. It is an evil thing!"

"Even a god, it is an evil god. It should not be worshipped, but should be killed!"

Su Xiang shouted loudly and stood upright, vaguely majestic and upright, and had a similar temperament to He Hu.

These words made everyone in Kanling Town look at each other.

Su Xiang had said similar words before, but what Su Xiang said was that there were no ghosts and gods in the world, but the legend was just a misleading person. However, Kanlingzhen has worshipped for generations and naturally did not believe it. But this time, Su Xiang admitted that the existence of the gods, but demoted it to an evil god.

The most important thing is that this statement matches the facts and makes sense.

"What do you hear him talking nonsense?"

The witch held a wooden stick in her hand and shouted: "Kanling Town has been protected by the great god for generations, so that the weather can be good, and the grains can be abundant, and the population will be prosperous. Therefore, the wealth is strong, and this is a great gift from the great god! If there is no great god's protection, Kanling Town will have a flood of mountain torrents and no harvest. People are often sick and poor to survive. Everything is given by the great god. Do you dare to question it?"

Everyone looked at each other and rushed forward and pressed Su Xiang down.

Su Xiang struggled but only said loudly: "Xiaosheng knows that you are just afraid of the evil thing and dare not offend it. But today Xiaosheng is lucky to have invited immortals to subdue this evil demon. Let's see!"

He yelled angrily, his voice almost hoarse.

Everyone followed Su Xiang's voice and looked up the river.

I saw the river suddenly stopping.

The raft remained stable.

A man came from above the river.

There was water flowing under his feet.

However, it is like walking on the flat ground.

"Immortal...Immortal..."

Someone held his breath for it.

The witch took back her cane, lowered her head, and remained silent.

The two sides of the straits are silent.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!