Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 385 - 218 Three-headed Stone Buddha_3

Peng Sheng knelt and kowtowed to the twelve tribesmen, the sound echoing with each bow. When he lifted his head, his eyes were streaming with tears.

He spoke to the twelve men, "Uncles, the Tree Clan has reached a life or death moment. I have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."

The twelve men wiped their eyes,

Among them, the leader had a star and moon tattoo on his face; he was the Star Moon Priest of the Tree Clan.

The Star Moon Priest said to Peng Sheng, "High Priest, using our lives to ensure the survival and prosperity of the Tree Clan is the best outcome for us,

There are thousands of tribesmen here, all of whom we have watched grow up. In my eyes, you are all still the lively young children, and your path ahead is still long."

After the Star Moon Priest finished speaking, he turned to face the Ancestor Tree and said loudly, "Please bless us, Ancestor Tree."

The Ancestor Tree trembled its branches and leaves, and Zhou Xuan heard a "lament" in the rustling sound of the leaves.

Yet no matter how sorrowful, the Heavenly God ritual had to go on,

The Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree suddenly surged up, and thousands of branches, like soft threads, wrapped the twelve people led by the Star Moon Priest into "cocoons."

Then, the branches forming the cocoons continued to twist, tighten, and, like a millstone, ground the bodies of the Star Moon Priest and others to pieces,

Blood, along with the tree sap, dripped to the ground through the gaps in the cocoons.

The mixture formed a sticky substance on the ground in front of the Ancestor Tree, taking shape into new human forms.

The new forms had a total of three figures,

Peng Sheng and the tribesmen all knelt, crying out in pain, "Uncles, you were all masters of high incense, and today using your flesh and blood, along with the power of the Ancestor Tree, to form vessels to welcome the three great Gods is a measure of last resort,

Uncles, if the Tattoo Clan survives by chance, we will honor you as the ancestors of tattoos and offer incense to you day and night,

The tribesmen will never forget you!"

Peng Sheng’s final words almost came out as a deep growl, and the tribesmen were also profoundly sorrowful.

During the past battles between the Tree Clan and the Curse Tattoo,

it was these masters of incense who fought alongside the Ancestor Tree and Peng Hou for the Tree Clan.

Now, in the ritual of "Fake God," their flesh and blood was also the beginning of the ceremony,

they dedicated their entire lives to their tribe.

"The Fake God, it’s too brutal, using twelve masters of high incense to form vessels for welcoming the three Divine Entities."

Zhou Xuan had a clear understanding of his role, he was just an onlooker from three hundred years in the future,

to see what had really happened to the Tattoo Tree Clan, why they made a plan to eradicate five Great Nu Gods, but being on site, he couldn’t help but be affected by the emotion,

Moreover, now, Zhou Xuan had roughly guessed how the "Fake God" was achieved.

The Gods in Jing Country numbered nine, with the Dream Realm Heavenly God’s aura linked by one God and two Alien Ghosts,

being the storyteller "Bi Fang," the tattoo "Peng Hou," and Mr. Ye "Earth Child."

The approach of creating a Heavenly God by the Tree Clan was similar to Zhou Xuan’s previous methods to forge a Fake God, gathering three Divine entities and merging them into a Heavenly God.

However,

How to gather the Gods?

The Tree Clan used the blood of high incense masters to create vessels for leading the Gods to descend.

"The talismanic script says Gods are hard to invoke, I did not expect it required such a bloody, cruel ritual for their descent, and the cost is extraordinarily high."

In the Mingjiang Prefecture three hundred years later, Zhou Xuan had yet to see even one master of eight incense, and there were not many people with seven incense,

Now, the Tree Clan just made three vessels but used the flesh and blood of twelve masters, the cost was very severe.

At the same time, it also showed that the past Tree Clan was indeed, as Peng Sheng had said, extremely talented in the incense cultivation art.

The Heavenly God ritual continued,

The twelve people’s flesh and blood were completely crushed by the Ancestor Tree, and the three vessels formed from their blood and tree sap finally took new shapes.

The three vessels formed,

Peng Sheng raised his hands high, releasing the incense from the Secret Realm, which flew to the top of the Ancestor Tree.

The branches of the Peach Blossom Ancestor Tree, resembling human hands, wrapped around the incense and lifted it to the Heavenly Dome.

Above the Heavenly Dome, three structures appeared.

One was a field-styled courtyard, the simplest, with a storyteller in a green long robe standing in front of the courtyard gate, with a gavel in his left hand and a folded fan in his right hand.

The second was a blood-colored palace, its door opened, suspending a child without a nose, ears, or eyes, known as "Earth Child."

The third was only a large jade door, pushed open, and from it emerged an Alien Ghost dressed in a black witch robe, "Peng Hou,"

The three God-level beings appeared together in the sky,

A dazzling Bai Guang lit up above the Heavenly Dome, growing brighter and brighter until one could see nothing but white in front of their eyes.

Zhou Xuan couldn’t open his eyes either, shielding the light with his hands.

When the light sensation faded away,

The three structures in the sky remained, but the people within were gone,

Replaced by the movement of the three vessels beneath the Ancestor Tree.

The Gods had descended into the vessels,

For the first time, Zhou Xuan sensed the true aura of the Divine, as vast as mountains and oceans; the tribesmen of the Tree Clan were all pressed to kneel on the ground,

even with the Sukuna Hand, the pressure was such that Zhou Xuan couldn’t stand upright, leaning against a large tree nearby, half-standing, half-squatting.

"Peng Sheng, the High Priest of the Tree Clan, greets the Great Ancestor ’Peng Hou’."

After Peng Sheng paid respects to "Peng Hou,"

A voice from one of the vessels, belonging to Peng Hou, came through, addressing "Bi Fang" and "Earth Child," "Our Tree Clan is in dire peril, as arranged with you beforehand, after we three merge, we will become a Dream Realm Heavenly God and save the Tree Clan, freeweɓnovel-cøm

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