Chapter 460 The Last King of Shang
The Heavenly Waterfall is a beautiful scenery in the mountains. The water is silvery white and falls from the sky. The water is extremely powerful, forming a magnificent scene of thousands of lakes in the Tianchi Kingdom.
The crack in the sky is extremely high, more than eighty miles away from the ground. No ordinary monk can even think of flying here. Even the Mahayana monks have a very difficult time flying here.
But it is easy for the Pimosuo to fly here.
Taiyi Pi Mosuo rushed into the water and headed towards the crack. Although the water flow is turbulent and the impact force is extremely strong, the surface of the Taiyi Pimo Shuttle is extremely smooth, and the water flow falling on it does not seem to encounter much impact.
The Pimo Shuttle was shuttled through the water when it suddenly jolted violently. It must have entered a huge whirlpool. They were walking through the whirlpool. Even though the Pimo Shuttle was an immortal weapon, it was hit by the whirlpool and began to spin slowly!
「我们不能被带的旋转起来，否则会迷失方向！」
陈实急忙牵住小仙子的手，两人飘浮在辟魔梭中，只是跟看辟魔梭前进并未被辟魔梭带看旋转。
The little fairy tried to break free from his hand, but failed, so she let him hold her, thinking: "He said it was so serious, but it is actually not dangerous. With my magic power, I can push the magic shuttle a little, and I can pass through."
She did not use magic power.
"His hands are broad, thick, and very warm." She thought to herself.
The vortex in the Crack in the Sky is extremely terrifying, distorting the space and causing the magic shuttle to twist accordingly. Various strange avenue textures appear on the surface of the fairy weapon, which seems to be fighting against external forces.
This fairy weapon was collected by the Thirteenth Family. It was originally a demon-breaking treasure brought from the Chinese Continent. It played a great role in the pacification of the Xiniu New Continent. Later, the true king became an immortal. After changing owners several times, he fell into the hands of the Thirteenth Family.
Chen Shi couldn't help but worry about whether this treasure could withstand the impact of the whirlpool, but the next moment, the Taiyi Pimo Shuttle rushed out of the whirlpool and sailed into a gentle water.
What comes oncoming is darkness.
The two looked around, trying to adapt to the darkness. After a while, they saw the surrounding scene.
They should be at the bottom of a large river. There are huge skulls in the water, like fortresses, emitting dim light. The magic shuttle was currently passing through its left eye and staying in its eye socket.
Chen Shi activated the magic shuttle and flew out from its right eye socket. Looking back, the true appearance of the skull came into view.
I saw that there was a strange texture on the surface of this skull, which was the witch sacrificial pattern of Dashang. The complexity of this pattern surpassed the witch sacrificial pattern that Chen Shi had seen on other ghost tribes, and it was very high-level.
"It looks like the shaman ritual pattern of Qi Xiang."
The little fairy carefully identified it and said, "The owner of the skull should have been a water god of Dashang during his lifetime. In the Water Department, Qi Xiang, the priest, manages the river, Bingyi manages the river, and Gonggong manages the flood. There are many priests in Dashang who are responsible for such duties, and each river has a Qi Xiang."
Chen Shi didn’t know much about the witchcraft rituals of the Shang Dynasty, so he heard it interestingly, and asked: "How do you choose the gods of your merchants? They also contributed to the country and were canonized as gods after their death."
The little fairy shook her head and said: "No. Yes, we are inherited by blood. When the previous priests are old, the young man with the strongest bloodline in the same family can succeed to the priesthood.”
The little fairy explained: "Dashang has two gods, one is the Xuanniao Heavenly Court composed of ancestors, and the other is the imperial court. The Xuanniiao Heavenly Palace is composed of ancestor gods, with the most powerful divine power, and manages the afterlife. The imperial court is composed of living people. Gods hold the office of priests in the mortal world and manage the world of mortals. Officials in the imperial court are priests. The Taoist patterns of shamans will be passed down from father to son and passed down from generation to generation. The Taoist patterns will be imprinted in the bloodline, and practice will get twice the result with half the effort." br/>
Chen Shidao: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, mouse's son can dig holes, this world is a hopeless one. In the long run, power is trapped in the hands of clans, and clans do not produce or extract resources. As a result, the poor family has no place to stand, and chaos will inevitably arise. The Great Shang was defeated by the Great Zhou, and it was not unjust."
The little fairy wanted to refute him, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that his words made sense.
"The great merchants have been using this method to rule the world. The shamanic ritual patterns are passed down from generation to generation and continue to develop. The power of the bloodline is getting stronger and stronger. The situation you mentioned is indeed the concentration of resources."
She said softly, "Those without blood Many geniuses were born among the mortals who inherited the power. They tried to control the power and shake the rule of the Shang gods, so they studied the shamanistic patterns on the priests and developed various techniques. They called themselves Qi Refiners, practiced immortality, and tried to transcend tribulations and ascend."
Chen Shi controlled the demon-proof shuttle and flew slowly around Qixiang's skull, intending to check the shamanic ritual marks. Hearing this, he became interested and asked: "What happened next?"
The little fairy said: "The Great Shang did not pay attention to these people, but later, there were three of them who were the most intelligent. They called themselves Sanqing. They were very powerful and had many disciples. Some of the royal families of my Great Shang also worshiped them as their teachers. Their They are getting stronger and stronger, and their power is getting bigger and stronger. It is said that they ascended and established the Haotian Heavenly Court. It was these people who collaborated with Xiqi to rebel and overthrow Dashang."
Chen Shi turned to look at her and asked doubtfully: "So, why did you become an immortal?"
There was a sharpness in the little fairy's eyes: "We were defeated, and the remaining troops were regarded as sinners and were sentenced to be expelled from the Divine Continent. . We were drifting in the sea of darkness, and we ended up here with countless casualties, thinking that one day we could fight back and take back the ancestral land of the Divine Continent! If they practice immortality and defeat us, we can also practice immortality and fight back."
Chen Shi smiled and said: "The Great Zhou Dynasty has been dead for countless thousands of years, and you can't find any enemies if you fight back."
The little fairy shook her head and said, "The Great Shang has been dead for countless thousands of years."
It was more than 10,000 years ago that King Zhen led the people of the Ming Dynasty to arrive here. At that time, the great merchants of Xinzhou had been going evil for hundreds of thousands of years.
For dozens of years, she sealed herself in a small world, fell into a deep sleep, and woke up occasionally, as if she was in complete darkness.
This has been the case for hundreds of thousands of years.
Until one day hundreds of thousands of years later, someone stepped onto the white jade path and opened a seal. Finally, the sunlight from the outside shined into the darkness, casting a ray of light in the darkness, waking her up. At that time, it was already the era of the true king.
She looked at the young man beside her. Chen Shi was concentrating on copying the shaman ritual patterns on the skull, very seriously.
The little fairy thought: "The extravagant hope of counterattacking Shenzhou has long been shattered. I just want to see my tribe again, that's all."
And these are tied to the young man beside her.
The magic of the Dao of the priests is contained in the Taoist patterns of the witches and priests. It is a highly condensed Taoist method. If you are talented, you can decipher the Taoist patterns of the witches and sacrifices and transform them into talismans and seals, from which you can understand extraordinary skills.
Chen Shi, now well-informed, identified these Dao patterns and deciphered them into various talisman patterns. He found that some of them were somewhat similar to Zhou Tian Dazhong's talisman patterns. Suddenly, his heart moved slightly: "The form of the gods depicted in the talisman seals at the beginning may be the form of the gods in the Shang Dynasty, but it later gradually changed into what it is today."
Chen Shi’s copying was completed. During the period of copying, he had cracked 20 to 30% of the mystery.
However, it will take a certain amount of time for him to decipher these shaman ritual patterns.
As the Pimosuo sailed forward, there were still some sunken ships at the bottom of the river. They were dilapidated. Most of the ships were made of wood, with bronze skins on them. The skins were also painted and engraved with various road textures. The common ones were dragon patterns, Kui dragon patterns, cloud patterns, thunder patterns, wind patterns, and water patterns.
Chen Shi transcribed these textures, and as they went deeper, they found more bones, which were actually the bones of priests.
They found more sunken ships. Most of these ships were damaged, with broken comb rods and broken hulls, as if they had experienced a tragic battle.
At this time, a huge shadow cast from above. The two of them looked up and saw that the Pimosuo had sailed under a ship at some point.
"That ship is floating on the river!"
Chen Shi urged the Pimo Shuttle to sail past the ship and came to the water, where he saw a complete wooden ship floating on the water.
The ship is more than ten feet long, with rows of oars protruding from both sides, forming the shape of wings. The stern also has tail feathers that can be adjusted up, down, left, and right, and at the bow is a bronze bird's head.
The bronze texture of the bird's head is simple, and the polygonum is decorated with a few bumps and convexities to make the head of a cuckoo look lifelike.
"This kind of ship is called a boat, and it is a navy ship."
The little fairy flew to the bow of the ship and tried to activate the Dao patterns on the ship. The Dao patterns gradually lit up, and she said happily, "This ship can still be used!"
Chen Shi took the Pimo Shuttle and descended to the bow of the ship with her. Although the magic shuttle is fast, it consumes a lot of money and is not suitable for long-term use. And this scolding boat is an ordinary magic weapon, and it doesn't take much effort to activate it.
The crow boat trembled slightly, started slowly, and sailed forward along the river.
The world here is also dark, and it is not very far to see, and the world is filled with strong evil energy, which is much higher than the normal concentration of evil energy, giving Chen Shi a deep sense of oppression.
Chen Shi's thoughts moved slightly, and the fire suddenly started to shine. A big sun circled behind him and hung in the sky. Then another bright moon flew out from behind him, and the sun and moon surrounded him, illuminating the surrounding area.
The place further away was dark, and the oppressive feeling prevented his dojo from extending further, and the distance illuminated by the sun and moon was only a few miles away.
The light illuminates the river bank, and you can see fairy mountains floating on both sides of the river bank. The mountains are not big, and pavilions and pavilions are built on them.
However, most of the buildings and pavilions have collapsed, leaving only ruins and broken walls. Occasionally, one or two relatively complete buildings can be seen.
It seems to have experienced a severe battle, so that the original splendid buildings are only ruins.
The little fairy moved slightly and looked into the distance.
This place does not look like an ordinary place.
As the boat moves forward, more fairy mountains and fairy palaces come into view. These mountains are floating in the air, most of them are broken, and the buildings on the mountains have also been destroyed by the war.
There are dark red blood stains on some mountains, and the blood seems to be still flowing and has not dried up.
The crow boat sailed farther along the river, illuminating the scenery along the way. The fairy mountain here floats quietly in the air, as if frozen in time, without making any sound, and is as quiet as death.
They saw huge magic weapon fragments inserted into the mountain, or sandwiched between two mountains.
When the sun and the moon flew past these magic weapon fragments, the light illuminated the mysterious avenue texture on the fragments.
The materials of the magic weapons are sometimes bronze and some are black iron. They have been stained with rust over time.
The history here is speechless.
These fragments of magic weapons are called prehistoric remnants in today’s people’s mouths. There are many similar magic weapons in both the underworld and the world. But this was the first time Chen Shi had seen such a dense collection of prehistoric remnants.
The long river travels in the air, and the crow boat sails forward quietly along the river, passing by ancient ruins. Giant skeletons come into view. Even if they fall down, they are much taller than the boat.
These giant skeletons show a fighting posture, as if they are fighting with the enemy and dying of exhaustion.
The two men stopped the boat and came to the skeletons of these giants. They looked carefully and saw that shamanistic patterns appeared on the surface of the skeletons, indicating their identities as priests of Dashang.
"They are the priests of the imperial court."
The little fairy looked gloomy and murmured, "When the disaster happened, why didn't they call themselves a small world?"
Chen Shi copied the witch sacrificial patterns on these bones. These witch sacrificial patterns contain the wisdom of the Great Shang era and are likely to have been lost. Taking this opportunity, he copied them down and passed them on to the merchants if they could recover them.
Furthermore, Chen Shi also needs to turn these Dao patterns into more talismans and seals to enrich his knowledge base.
As they searched, more skeletons came into view.
At this time, the sun and moon shone brightly, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and a bronze city wall stretching for an unknown distance came into their sight.
The city walls are carved with densely packed Dao patterns, which are complex and outline each other, forming a Great Wall to resist foreign enemies!
On this unimaginable barrier, the pattern of a black black bird is reflected, thousands of feet across, it is astonishingly spectacular!
Sitting under the city wall is a skeleton, holding a broken sword in his hand.
The little fairy looked at the broken sword, suddenly hugged the skeleton into her arms, and burst into tears.
"He is my younger brother, Ziyu. He should have proclaimed himself, why did he die here?"
She was so sad that she whispered, "When the disaster comes, my father sends an order to let all the immortals break the small world and break the state of harmony immediately. Seal yourself so as not to harm the world -"
Chen Shi observed the skeleton and asked: "How old was your brother at that time? What kind of cultivation level was he?"
The little fairy proved his trance: "He was fifteen years old. He also followed the path of immortality and had already cultivated into the soul."
Chen Shi said: "This is the skeleton of an old man."
He stood up, looked around, and expressed his guess: "After you proclaimed yourself, all the masters disappeared overnight, leaving only your brother and the others. The Great Shang court is in danger, and it may be your brother who leads the remaining The servants continued to struggle to survive in that doomsday. He built a defense line here, fought until his later years, and died of exhaustion here." He looked at the skeletons behind the bronze city wall and said: "He was the last Shang king, leading the last elite of the Great Shang, and died behind this wall.
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The little fairy murmured: "Why here? What are they fighting against?"
Chen Shi shook his head and said: "I don't know. But I know why they chose the battlefield here. Because below is the Tianchi Kingdom, the last people of Dashang. They must protect the last hope."
He felt sad in his heart.
"Shang Ziyu thought he had protected the people of Dashang, but he did not expect that they turned into ghosts. But no matter what, they survived, leaving a glimmer of hope."