Chapter 50: The Poetic Sacrifice
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Looking at the empty eyes, Zhuang Cunye didn't know what to do. He felt that the wild god was not very strong, but it would cause him great trouble.
At this time, the space that had already stabilized began to vibrate again. There were only two possibilities for losing the space of the gods. One was to be forcibly occupied by someone and become the space of other gods, and the other was to collapse directly, allowing everything to disappear into the endless void.
Fang Han handled the space in front of him quite well, and the entire space almost became part of Fang Han. When Fang Han died, Fang Han's original corpse was still here to suppress it, so there was no sign of collapse in the space.
Now Fang Han's corpse has also been destroyed, and the entire space naturally begins to collapse.
Seeing everything in front of him, Zhuang Cunye didn't care about finding the escaped wild god. He began to direct his corpse to take away things that could be used in this space.
For example, a few magic weapons soaked in the merit pool, like the buildings used to train Taoist soldiers in the space, even the herbs grown, the poultry raised, and the materials stored are all within the scope taken by Zhuang Cunye.
However, it was not this that surprised Zhuang Cunye, but a kind of paper that looked like leaves in this space was found.
There is also a piece of this kind of thing, which was given to him by Duke Mi before entering the Crystal Palace. In the words of Duke Mi, such a piece of paper is worth at least ten or nine grades.
Zhuang Cunye didn't care much at that time. In his opinion, it was Mr. Mi who talked to himself. Anyway, the last piece of paper and the things inside were thrown into the corner by Zhuang Cunye.
Now that I saw that there were so many papers stored carefully on Fang Han, I seemed to read them frequently, Zhuang Cunye felt a little curious.
He quickly looked through the contents inside and found that these were all sacrifices for gods. From a literary perspective, these contents were very good, but for gods, Zhuang Cunye is not clear about what these things are useful.
However, Fang Han was so serious about these things that Zhuang Cunye no longer cared about these things as before. He put them away and prepared to take them back to Qiaoyan.
Even if she doesn't know what these are, she can use them for her to practice calligraphy.
But Zhuang Cunye never expected that Qiaoyan would know what these things were.
After returning to her own space to talk about this, Qiaoyan began to pick up the contents. Finally, she looked up and said, "These are good things."
Zhuang Cunye was also a little stunned when he said this, because when the corpse of the god brought the things from Fang Han's space here, Qiao Yan didn't even raise his head.
Now, I say this sentence to these things that I can’t understand. Although there is the love of the clever language family for words and language, it also explains the value of these things from the perspective of the situation.
In Zhuang Cunye's doubts, Qiao Yan also laughed and immediately explained the contents of these words to Zhuang Cunye.
All of these are a kind of poetry, and the content is a language when offering sacrifices to gods. In clever words, offering sacrifices in this language will make it more convenient to communicate and communicate with gods.
If you sacrifice in this language at the same time, the gods will get more from the sacrifice.
But this does not mean that Zhuang Cunye understands everything here. He still doesn't understand why this thing is a good thing.
You should know that their current identity is a god. This thing is obviously for mortals to sacrifice to gods. How could it be a good thing in Qiaoyan's eyes?
Seeing that Zhuang Cunye was still a little confused, Qiaoyan explained with those things, "Did you see that this kind of poetry is not important, what is important is that these contents have become a system. After mortals get this, it will be more convenient for communicating with gods.
After the gods get these things, they will know what the level of the ancient gods are and what they think. This is the most important thing."
After listening to it, Zhuang Cunye did not speak, but looked through the articles in front of him very seriously. The things recorded on it included "Donghuang Taiyi", "Yunzhongjun", "Xiangjun", "Madam Xiang", "Dasiming", and "Shaosiming", which all talk about the insights of ancient gods.
As the clever saying goes, for mortals, as long as they follow this method, they can more easily contact the gods they want to contact.
For the gods, this is equivalent to giving them a new path and not being trapped by their own clergy. With this, their future development direction will become more.
After understanding all this, Zhuang Cunye was curious about the volume of text that Duke Mi gave him. He couldn't remember what it was.
At this time, Zhuang Cunye quickly took out the roll of things given by Mr. Mi, and his face, which was still excited at first, immediately became cold.
It turns out that although the things Mi Gong gave Zhuang Cunye were the same in the same style of poetry, it was only half. It can be seen that the most critical point was not given. Even if the things given were given, it was still something called "He Bo". Even if you have some understanding in the future, you will only achieve something in the water god, unlike Fang Han who has so many choices.
Qiaoyan, who was on the other hand, looked at Zhuang Cunye's face constantly changing, and also came forward to take a look. Finally, he could only sigh, "At least he did not point out a wrong direction and let you go."
Zhuang Cunye stopped talking, and turned around and looked through the volumes carefully. After a while, Zhuang Cunye turned around and handed over these to Qiaoyan.
"Maybe these things are not related to me. I can't see anything good about these things. If you want, just study them."
Qiaoyan didn't say much, took all these things over, and watched Zhuang Cunye deal with the things he had just obtained.
She understood that Zhuang Cunye really didn't have much feelings about these things, but these are good things. As long as he studied them thoroughly, he could find out some of the behaviors of the ancient gods and know which way to go to that level.
Qiaoyan glanced at Zhuang Cunye again, and finally looked through these things seriously. Soon she became fascinated and could no longer feel the situation outside.
Chapter completed!