The sacrifice will begin

The one who predicted the whereabouts of Mogi Yoshiyuki was a senior priest of the Great Shrine in Kyoto.

His father was a direct blood relative of the head of the Great Shrine.

His mother was from a famous Onmyoji family.

In his past years, this priest had relied on the family's divine arts and divination skills to defeat many demons and monsters, and had a great reputation, so the head of the Mogi family secretly invited him to the temple to predict the whereabouts of his son.

"You really care about your son."

"I have also seen Mogi Yoshiyuki. He is calm and composed, and has superb cultivation. Even if he is in Shenzhou, nothing will happen to him."

The priest comforted the middle-aged monk with kind words.

Then he asked for a quiet room, saying that he wanted to perform the divination that has been passed down for generations.

Sakurajima attached great importance to this kind of secret things. The monk did not feel any surprise. He told the little monk next to him to prepare according to the requirements of the priest. After a moment, he bowed slightly and sent the priest into the secret room. After burning incense, the priest went through a series of complicated preparations and asked for Mogi Yoshiyuki's personal jade.

Then he began to divination.

......

Wei Yuan, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a feeling of getting up in his head.

Just now, it seemed that someone was secretly watching him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He couldn't fall asleep again. Wei Yuan closed his eyes and lay for a while. He took out three copper coins and threw them up with his fingers to see if someone was divination against him. The three copper coins fell into his hand, spinning around, and then fell together. The last two were positive and one was negative.

Wei Yuan frowned.

This means that the other party's divination is not directly aimed at him.

But he will be indirectly implicated.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, and took out the Mountain God Seal. Before, Wei Yuan first used this seal to kill the Dongting fish monster, and then gave the Taiping Daoist a ray of life. It consumed some of his divine power, but the divinity was still there. Wei Yuan held the Mountain God Seal and raised his position to the position of "the mountain god of the Shang Dynasty's ancestral lineage".

Then he carefully performed a complex Bagua calculation.

Then he closed his eyes slightly, overlapped his palms, and placed them with the Mountain God Seal hanging on them, and entered the dream to interpret the hexagram.

...…

In a trance, Wei Yuan saw that he was in a temple.

He saw a man in a white hunting suit, muttering something in his mouth, holding an ancient magic tool, and doing divination. There was a jade in front of him, and the person who spoke used the language of Sakurajima. Combined with the surrounding environment, Wei Yuan easily understood what happened.

It was the monk Sakurajima who was killed by a sword.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful and muttered to himself:

"It seems that this is because they haven't contacted Kyoto in Japan for too long, and the people in the temple are beginning to worry?"

"So they invited monks like fortune tellers to predict his whereabouts."

Wei Yuan thought about it, stretched out his palm, clenched his five fingers slightly, and the mountain god seal emitted a stream of light. He seemed to have vaguely grasped a line. As long as he cut it off, he could directly stop the other party's divination. This is the benefit of the mountain god seal and the Chaoge ancestral vein being connected. People with low status cannot predict his whereabouts.

The action paused slightly.

Wei Yuan was a little worried that interrupting the divination so rudely would alert the enemy.

It would be bad if it affected the final effect of the Tianshi Mansion.

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Qi had told him before that divination is to communicate with heaven and earth through various means to obtain vague and real symbols of the things you care about, and then the most important thing is to interpret them. Before King Wen wrote the Book of Changes, these were all things that were handled by the high-ranking witches.

The symbols directly obtained by divination cannot be distorted or tampered with.

That would directly lead to the complete failure of divination.

However, within a reasonable range, it is very simple to make certain changes to interfere with the correct interpretation of the witch. At that time, Yuan felt a headache and just wanted to give Qi a can of food, but now he has some other insights. Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, clenched his palms slightly, consumed his divine power, and slightly changed the symbol predicted by the priest.

"Well, this should be fine."

......

Sakurajima.

After the priest finished a series of complicated procedures, he got the conclusion of the divination. He took a look at it, let out a long breath, and opened the door of the quiet room with a smile. Seeing the people of the Mogi tribe waiting outside the door, he nodded and smiled calmly:

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. I already know the current situation of Mogi Yoshiyuki."

The monk with a calm and majestic face was slightly happy in his eyes and clasped his hands together.

"Where is he now?"

"Please look."

The priest handed over the divination conclusion.

Everyone looked up, their faces relaxed, and they smiled.

There was even surprise, relief and satisfaction.

The priest stood up and said with a smile:

"Molemu Yoshiyuki is now in a famous mountain with a high status in Shenzhou."

"The strongest monk in that mountain has instructed his disciples to treat Yoshiyuki carefully and carefully, for fear that something might happen to his body."

"And, soon, the masters of the Taiping Dao will come hand in hand with Yoshiyuki."

So everyone in the temple breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much."

"It's just a small gift, not a respect, please accept it."

The middle-aged monk asked the young monk to bring up the agreed reward, and the priest accepted it with a smile. Under the instructions of the gods, everything was calm and peaceful, and even the sandalwood fragrance in the temple was more intense and intoxicating, as if gods and Buddhas were staggering in the air, drunk with the fragrance, and giving everything smooth sailing.

......

Dangdangdang——

Wei Yuan bent his fingers, tapped the table lightly, and said to himself:

"Come hand in hand."

"Come with your head."

He said: "It's really no problem."

Wei Yuan, who had graduated a long time ago, expressed his gratitude sincerely:

"Thank you, Chinese teacher."

......

Time passed slowly, but Wei Yuan never thought that he would be careless. He actually believed in the time concept of the immortal species. Ten days passed, and Jue still hadn't come back. During this time, he made two phone calls and knew that the girl was safe now, so he was relieved.

During this period, Wei Yuan held the nine-section staff from time to time to respond to the so-called Taoist master's prayers.

The Taoist talismans often need to be performed in an altar and the order of the ancestors can ensure that the talismans drawn are not ghost paintings, but real yellow talismans with real effects and magic power. Since the previous use of the Yellow Turban Warriors' protective spell, but was rejected, this is the first time that the leader of the Taiping Dao has received the approval of the ancestors.

He was overjoyed and thought that he was interfered with by the Tianshi Mansion last time.

He drew many Yellow Turban Warriors' protective talismans in one breath.

Wei Yuandu gave a response far beyond the usual with the nine-section staff.

Let the Taoist master feel that he can use this talisman in advance, and then break it for him at the critical moment.

This is probably, you actually want to ask for my order, draw my talisman, and come to fight me?

After using the Nine-section Staff again to respond, Wei Yuan put the Taiping Dao magic weapon back on the wooden cabinet, first put the gourd containing the relic on his waist, and then brought the three bronze artifacts of the Shang Dynasty back to the quiet room, so that they resonated with each other.

Finally, the Mountain God Seal slowly emerged.

On the bronze plate with Taotie patterns and sacrificial marks, the scene of Chaoge City in the Mountain and Sea Realm appeared again.

Fei Yu and Wu Yu half-knelt on the ground to salute, and saw the scene on the altar with respectful expressions.

"... Lord Mountain God, the sacrifice is almost ready."

Wei Yuan hummed, and then stretched out his hand, relying on the connection between the Mountain God Seal and the ancestral vein outside Chaoge City, and wrapped the relic one by one with divine power, consuming a huge amount of energy, so that these beads passed through the bronze plate and fell in front of Fei Yu and Wu Yu.

"Distribute this thing and give it to the people with the highest cultivation."

Wei Yuan paused, thinking of the words Wu Yi recorded on the rock wall, and asked:

"Among the sacrifices, which kind of sacrifice requires a child to hold white flowers and give them to the ghosts and gods?"

Wu Yu was puzzled, but still answered: "It is the grand sacrifice every three hundred years."

Wei Yuan said: "Then this time, the rules and procedures will be based on such sacrifices."

"At least, the ceremony of the child giving flowers must be there."

The clear air of the sky and the earth's air of the mountains converged and turned into the young Taoist on the altar. He swept his sleeves, seemed to think of something, and raised his eyes and said: "By the way, the main body of this sacrifice is not me."

Fei Yu and Wu Yu were puzzled.

Then they heard the young Taoist's understated voice:

"It's the Emperor God, Wu Yi."

"You should all remember him and know him."

Wei Yuan looked into the distance and whispered: "That's the person who protected you for three thousand years."