1217, Imperial Consort 2

I'd been shot, landing beside him.A shadow of a male ghost appeared on the bed, and it strained its neck to look at me.This must be the deceased male owner, right Why was a dying man put hereJiang Qiy...Mù Wǎn chén's words were slightly disrespectful, but strangely enough, the witch did not seem angry.

She was farther away from me, her words carried to me on the wind.

"... Your queen, how could I possibly make things difficult for her But I would like to invite her to visit the Immortal Mountains and stay for a few days."

"No need, she yearns to return home. Staying an extra day would only be torture for her. If you don't intend to make things difficult for her, please let her leave on her own." Mu Wanchen landed beside me and addressed the witch.

The shaman didn't respond, just glanced at us with a cool expression: "Since you're married as a princess and came here, of course you should pay respects to the ancestor. What do you think"

The ancestor of the Ten Witches spoken of in Ling Shan, should refer to the deities who opened up heaven and earth in ancient times, right

It is rumored that they are parts of Nüwa's transformed feathers, so their status is naturally revered. If we only consider age, perhaps the Star Lords are their juniors.

If we insist on keeping them here now, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave.

“May I first send them back to the Ten Directions World Lord Xingjun of Ji Dou seems to be in poor condition and needs to recuperate. These two Lords Xingjun also cannot be away from the Star Palace for too long. Let me send them back first, and then I will go with Mu Wanchen to worship the Ancestor.” I tried to communicate.

Ji Dou Xingjun, Luo Hu Xingjun, and the little boy are all caught up in this. If they are detained here, I truly don't know how to apologize.

Although I'd much rather not separate from them, it seems like sending off as many as possible is the best we can do for now. At least Mu Wanchen is by my side.

He's here, and even if there are any difficulties, I feel like I can overcome them.

Even if I truly have to stay here, as long as Mu Wanchen is with me, I can endure a life without smartphones or computers, returning to simplicity.

The nine-tailed fox demon, who has been silently following us and wanting to go to another world, secretly brushed my palm with its tail.

She crawled on the ground, several feet away from me. We were surrounded by white birds, and the fine hairs at the tip of her tail secretly drew strokes in my hand.

Do not disobey.

Is she reminding me

The witch might not have done anything to us, but judging by her aura and bearing, just a flip of her palm could turn us—at least me—into ashes.

The shaman, seated in mid-air, hesitated slightly and asked, “Ten Directions World What place is that…”

"This is a fairyland created by the deity Taiyi—Ah!!"

Bang!!

With a deafening roar, the cliff face before me split open as a giant boulder suddenly cracked. Mu Wanchen turned and shielded me in his arms, flinging stones away from me.

I screamed in fright, this sudden turn of events caught me off guard.

"...A supreme deity..." The witch's voice was tinged with an indescribable obscurity.

Her voice suddenly became somewhat hoarse, and she spoke slowly: "Tai Er two words, cannot be used indiscriminately, cannot be used indiscriminately...Little princess, remember this... These two words, can only be the name of 'that' divine king!"

Me, me… I spoke out of turn

This situation left me at a loss. The Azure Dragon suddenly let out a long roar, bowed its majestic head, and looked at us with a hint of tenderness in its eyes. Its gaze was lowered.

The Heavenly God, Taichi, is revered. Taichi's assistants are the Five Emperors.

The應龍was its consort.

Until the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, Donghuang Taiyi was the highest god who enjoyed royal sacrifices. At that time, the two words "witch and sorcery" began to become taboo for rulers. It was from then on that the practice of witchery started to recede into the background, disappearing from temples and spreading among the people, eventually losing its trace in history.

After being with Mu Wanchen, I often looked up classic books related to him. Some books were anonymous and others were unsubstantiated claims found online.

"Reverence for sorcery and ghosts".

These four characters have appeared on the land near a certain latitude line in the Northern Hemisphere of Earth.

In the vicinity of this line, many civilizations have emerged and numerous cultures have flourished, but all of them have featured content related to witchcraft.

We have been through the "scientific education" of later generations, and instead of respecting the word "witch," we tend to view it with the eyes of "feudal superstition."

In fact, throughout history, wherever civilizations have emerged, the word "witch" appears.

They are the wise, those with extraordinary abilities, and those who are beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

Such people will eventually be lost to history, yet history only offers a few strokes to record them, leaving endless speculation for posterity.

Just like a witch, when she heard the words "Tai Yi," she immediately thought of Dong Huang Tai Yi, the supreme god worshipped by the Wu tribe. She even forbade these two words from appearing in the titles of other deities.

Yinglong was surprisingly tolerant about this. She lowered her head slightly, her massive skull hovering near me.

I looked at her, bowing my head and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't know calling him 'Taiyi' would be disrespectful."

Mu Wanchen squeezed my hand and said nonchalantly, “You didn't say anything wrong, you don't need to apologize... The Divine wouldn't be angered by such a trivial matter. Besides, Taichi is a Taoist deity, and as his followers, there's nothing wrong with addressing him this way.”

He looked straight at the shaman's direction, and in a calm tone, said: “You should still pay attention to your health and don't get involved with these matters. Keep your heart guarded, under the celestial signs, it is best to avoid calamity cautiously.”

The witch chuckled coldly: "How could I avoid it You came at this crucial moment, and I couldn't escape... See, isn't it because of the commotion you caused that I had to come down the mountain myself"

She spoke to Mu Wanchen without putting on airs, but when her gaze turned to us, the oppressive feeling of deep, ink-like blackness was very obvious.

"Lao Dan didn't say that those who don't share the same path shouldn't conspire, did he The world's arts and techniques have long been divided into three schools: witchcraft, Daoism, and Buddhism. Little Princess, which school do you belong to" She narrowed her eyes and glanced at me from between them.

If this were my usual character, I would definitely say that I am a Taoist master. My family is a lineage of Taoist physicians. Although I am deeply involved in the world, I always do the morning and evening exercises of the Taishang Xuanmen.

If this isn't Daoism, then what is

But the current situation can't be spoken casually, this kind of question is similar to a guaranteed score, answering incorrectly means I'm wrong.

Seeing her directly address the Daoist Laozi as Lao Dan, one can tell that this divine shaman is both arrogant and profoundly knowledgeable.

“I haven’t worshipped any masters, but I grew up in a Taoist family from childhood. So I have to do morning and evening exercises. This time, in order to find Mu Wanchen, I prayed and kowtowed, Taiyi…Tai, Taichang saves suffering Tianzun seeks sound and responds to my feelings, giving me a chance to cross the sea of suffering, mainly to rescue the trapped Jiedu Xingjun… If you really have to say which family I belong to… I guess I belong to Mu Wanchen’s family.”

Cough...

I heard a little boy cough lightly, as if he was trying not to laugh

What's the matter I didn't get it wrong, did I This answer can't be wrong, can it

I looked up at Mu Wanchen, a smile in his eyes and the corners of his lips curving into a pleasant arc: "Yes, it's mine..."

He turned to the shaman and nodded slightly, saying, “If you must have her make offerings to the ancestral gods, why not invite everyone to Mount Xian Cure all the dark miasma from Zhì Xīngjūn’s body first, then send them back.”

The witch pondered for a moment, then nodded. “Yes,” she said.

With a wave of her hand, several white birds flew down from the clouds above, as if they were going to perch on them.

"There's one more thing. All the people in this city are left with only half their souls. You will return their other halves, allowing them to live naturally here... It wouldn't be for nothing that I went through all this trouble." Mu Wanchen frowned deeply.

The witch seemed to indulge him, letting out a long sigh and saying, “Fine fine… having a king who cares for his people is their blessing… But you must also agree to my request.”

"What requirements I stared at Mu Wanchen."

He gave me a reassuring look and shook his head at the shaman. "We'll discuss this later," he said.ao, who hurriedly raised his hand to shield his eyes.We rushed down, and he went berserk, slashing at our aunt with a dagger."Hey! Old lunatic! Stop it, you—" My brother rushed over and kicked Zhou La...