Chapter 342: The Challenge

On the third day of the preaching assembly, Wang Yang's momentum was like the sun at high noon.

Not only were the leaders of all strongholds present, but even the little shamans of the Cheng and Xiang strongholds led a group of assistant shamans to come and kowtow. The sacrificial platform was already packed with people, and looking up, it was all black heads. At this moment, all heads were raised, looking at the figure on the sacrificial platform with fanaticism, as if he were the only light between heaven and earth.

The Sacred Guards wearing leather armor were like walls, arching the sacrificial platform layer by layer, their long knives pointing obliquely to the sky, the blades reflecting the dazzling cold light under the scorching sun—

"My God is above! The Divine Envoy is immortal!"

"My God is above! The Divine Envoy is immortal!"

Countless barbarian people raised their arms with the blades of the Sacred Guards, forming a surging wave. The huge sound waves piled up, like thousands of thunders exploding, shaking the earth under their feet slightly, rushing the clouds in the sky to shake in groups, and even the distant mountain forests seemed to be awakened, accompanied by bursts of wind, coming with rumbling echoes! It seemed that both heaven and earth were responding to this heart-shaking power!

The headmen and elders who came to listen to the Dao for the first time were all scared out of their wits, their faces pale, even Xiao Bao Yue, who had listened to the preaching for two consecutive days and seen many "big scenes," could not help but be frightened at this moment.

Just at the peak where heaven and earth were shaking and the crowd was almost crazy, Wang Yang slowly raised his right palm, his five fingers closed, as if he had grabbed all the noise into his palm.

In an instant, a miracle happened.

The deafening sound wave just now stopped abruptly, as if the galloping river was suddenly frozen!

The previous moment was boiling, the next moment was silent.

Only the slight sound of the wind passing through the flags, and the heavy breathing of countless people because of excitement, proved that time had not stopped.

Heaven and earth were silent, just in the flip of a palm.

"People of Pan Wang,

Your call has been heard by Pan Wang.

He knows your suffering,

Knows your hunger and cold, like a shadow;

Knows your hesitation and fear, unable to sleep at night!

So he sent me here to preach the true words for you.

Whoever has ears, should listen;

Whoever has a heart, should think.

Because what I bring is not empty comfort;

But a divine classic that can truly solve your suffering.

As long as you stick to the divine way without deviation, heaven's luck will surely grant a bumper year!

As long as you follow the divine will without betrayal, the grace will surely be fulfilled!

Before, you looked up at the sky in the dark night, listening in vain to the sacrificial sound being rolled away by the wind!

Now I stand here, lighting a fire for you to drive away the darkness—

Let you know, my words, every sentence can be verified!

Let you know, Yidu tribe, moving forward!"

Wang Yang reached out and pointed forward—

The crowd below set off a tsunami again! The momentum was crazy!

Bao Yue looked at Wang Yang's figure, her eardrums buzzing, feeling her heart was about to jump out!

And the little shamans of the Cheng and Xiang strongholds looked at each other, both horrified.

None of the drama scripts prepared in advance dared to be performed!

All the troublemakers arranged in advance did not dare to move!

The little shaman of the Cheng stronghold waited for Wang Yang to preach for a long time, wanting to wait for the atmosphere to relax to see if there was any turning point. As a result, he didn't expect the atmosphere not to drop at all, but instead set off several small climaxes, and even he was almost carried away!

If it weren't for the dream omen supported by the Great Shaman, he would have wanted to convert to the Divine Envoy...

He really had no way, thinking that if he waited any longer, I'm afraid all his subordinates would follow Wang Yang, so he had to change the plan temporarily, taking advantage of the gap when Wang Yang drank water and stopped, he forced a breath and shouted loudly:

"I have always had a doubt, I want to ask the Divine Envoy! I don't know—"

Everyone looked at the little shaman of the Cheng stronghold. The moment the little shaman shouted this sentence, his back was already soaked with cold sweat. He could clearly feel pieces of eyes pressing on him like substance, especially the cold eyes of those Sacred Guards that could freeze, cold enough to make his legs tremble.

In fact, his wording was already much gentler and more respectful. If it were according to the original plan, there would be no such lukewarm water, but if he were to follow the original plan, he would not dare to do it no matter what. I'm afraid that before he finished a sentence, he would be torn to pieces on the spot.

At this moment, he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he could only force himself to stand firm, guiltily not daring to look at Wang Yang, only staring at a brick on the sacrificial platform, as if he could draw strength from it to support himself, and continued with a hard head:

"—I don't know if the Divine Envoy can condescend to answer for me?"

Wang Yang showed a signature god-stick smile:

"Of course. Anyone who truly yearns for the Pan Wang Dao, Pan Wang will surely not let you return empty-handed. It's just that this Sacred Assembly is set up for the tribe people to listen to Pan Wang's teachings, and it cannot be interrupted because of your doubts. You should listen with peace of mind and keep the true Dao in your heart. If there are still questions after the Sacred Assembly ends, you can come to the Sacred Place, and I will answer them for you."

The little shaman of the Cheng stronghold rolled his Adam's apple and wanted to struggle to say something more. But just as his lips opened, he saw Wang Yang's gaze sweep over, spitting out two words not lightly or heavily:

"Sit down."

The voice was not high, but like an invisible decree. The little shaman of the Cheng stronghold only felt his knees soften, and his body made a reaction before his thinking. By the time he came back to his senses, he had already sat back in his original seat straight.

The little shaman of the Xiang stronghold cursed his colleague for being a waste in his heart, and then took a deep breath and stood up. A respectful smile piled up on his face, but his voice was deliberately raised a few points:

"Divine Envoy, please forgive me, the doubt asked by the Cheng stronghold shaman just now is actually—"

"Are you going to interrupt my preaching of Pan Wang's true Dao?"

Wang Yang looked at the little shaman of the Xiang stronghold, his eyes like a calm deep pool.

Just such a light sentence made the whole scene heat up!

Countless eyes burning with anger stared at the little shaman of the Xiang stronghold, as if they wanted to swallow him alive, neatly and frighteningly!

Bao Yue gave a cold shout: "How dare you blaspheme God?!"

The little shaman of the Xiang stronghold buzzed in his brain, and the courage he had finally accumulated in his heart disappeared instantly. His knees softened, and he knelt directly, even more embarrassed than the colleague he had just scolded as a waste.

"I dare not, I dare not, I dare not..."

The little shaman of the Xiang stronghold almost crawled back to his original seat, his forehead full of cold sweat.

I don't know if it was because the two people's interruption gave time for preparation, or if they were threatened by something, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd:

"If someone impersonates a Divine Envoy, how to distinguish true from false—"

The little shaman of the Tian stronghold immediately stood up and shouted:

"Who is disturbing the Sacred Assembly? Catch him!"

"People just ask the Divine Envoy a question. The Divine Envoy hasn't opened his mouth yet, and you say others are disturbing the Sacred Assembly, replacing the Divine Envoy to convict people, a bit presumptuous, right? The Divine Envoy's virtue is like a mountain, how can he not tolerate a question? You do this, not to help the Divine Envoy, but to ruin the Divine Envoy's reputation..."

Many barbarian people turned their heads subconsciously, their faces first confused, then surprised, and finally revealing a bit of piety and awe.

Only in the depths of the crowd, a tall figure walked out slowly.

He was wearing a black robe, the hem of the robe dragging on the ground, his footsteps were not slow or fast, and he had a momentum that people could not ignore.

With every step he took, the barbarian people naturally retreated. People lowered their eyes, turned their bodies sideways, hands folded in front of their chests, and even their breathing became lighter.

The human wall that was originally packed tightly was actually forced to make a way, as if the tide was splitting. Some people whispered his name, and some knelt down and kowtowed directly.

It's the Great Shaman!

Bao Yue knew early on that the Great Shaman had prestige, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, her feelings were different. Hearing the Great Shaman say these words so cunningly, blocking the little shaman and framing Wang Yang, and now suddenly appearing in public, it was obvious that he was prepared. She couldn't help but feel worried.

Bao Yue was a bit wary of the Great Shaman, but the Great Shaman was actually more wary of Wang Yang!

His appearance seemed cool, but it was completely different from what he originally envisioned.

He originally arranged a set of continuous ruthless moves, not only to disrupt the entire venue but also to completely shake Wang Yang's prestige. Who knew that Wang Yang's momentum was too high and his aura was too strong, so that the people he arranged didn't dare to make trouble, or didn't have the opportunity to make trouble. Even the two little shamans of the Xiang and Cheng strongholds were pressed down as soon as they started, and the echo of the pre-arranged response was not heard at all.

So he had to send his trusted aides to shout a sentence in a hiding way, and he didn't have time to pave the way, let alone talk about gradual progress.

However, he also knew that the questions he prepared, although powerful, could only play a role in increasing everyone's doubts. It was impossible to directly topple Wang Yang. This person's eloquence was really too good, and he could turn the dead into the living. If he wanted to defeat the enemy and win, he had to rely on that unsolvable killing move!

The little shaman of the Tian stronghold was afraid of the Great Shaman. Originally, there was a natural suppression in status, coupled with the Great Shaman's heart-punishing words, he couldn't help but feel a bit flustered. But thinking of the Divine Envoy behind him, his courage grew! He calmed down, stepped forward quickly, bowed respectfully to the Great Shaman, and said neither humble nor arrogant:

"Shaman Master, please see clearly. Little one does not dare to be presumptuous to the Divine Envoy. It is really that the Sacred Assembly has the rules of the Sacred Assembly. Now the Divine Envoy is preaching Pan Wang's true Dao, which is the number one major event of our tribe. Everyone needs to listen with peace of mind and sincerity. This is not only respect for the Divine Envoy but also awe for Pan Wang. No one can disturb the Divine Envoy's preaching, even you, you cannot."

The Great Shaman laughed and said:

"Of course I won't disturb the Divine Envoy's preaching, I'm just helping the Divine Envoy answer the question just asked. That person asked well, if someone impersonates a Divine Envoy, how to distinguish true from false? You must know that the descent of the Divine Envoy is the greatest happy event that our Yidu tribe has not had for hundreds of years! If there are a few more people with ulterior motives in the future, impersonating the Divine Envoy, imitating the Divine Envoy's appearance, saying similar words, and also claiming to be an envoy sent by Pan Wang, then what should be done? Of course, we naturally believe in the true envoy, but it is inevitable that some people will be deceived by the fake Divine Envoy. When they listen to that liar talking nonsense, and are played like monkeys, that, is the true blasphemy of God! So I said, clarifying this question is the true respect for the Divine Envoy and the true awe for Pan Wang."

As soon as this was said, the barbarian people below were agitated.

The people arranged by the Great Shaman in advance gained confidence at this time, immediately making up for their mistakes and adding fuel to the fire. As for the Great Shaman's die-hard believers, they believed in the Great Shaman's words without brains. In addition, many barbarian people really felt that these words made sense. Others had already vaguely sensed that the taste of these words was a bit wrong, and they were secretly guessing in their hearts.

Bao Yue saw the hearts of the people floating, her eyes cold, and immediately wanted to take advantage of the Great Shaman's failure to take out the killing move, and use thunderous means to suppress him! She stepped forward a few steps and whispered to Wang Yang: "Order—"

Wang Yang still stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd below, his expression calm, and he didn't look back, just raised his right hand to his side at will and waved it lightly.

Bao Yue was stunned, then bowed her head and returned to her original position. She didn't know why, but the anxiety in her heart was strangely calmed down.

The appearance of Wang Yang waving his hand appeared in front of her eyes again, and she couldn't help but be lost. A voice that was different from her usual voice, soft and with a bit of cuteness, sounded quietly in the bottom of her heart:

"He is so calm..."

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I heard that there are many doubts after the new drama is on, and there will be dramas on one after another later, and I estimate that there will be more doubts. I try to say a few points without spoilers:

(1) I will not leak the outline. Some human feelings are fine, but I am serious about the original creation of the work. I will not be coerced, nor will I hand over the outline to shoot a drama when the plot has not been implemented into the text. Even if it is handed over, it is another thought, not the real plot.

(2) I don't have time to participate in the production of the drama, and long dramas have the logic of long dramas, and short dramas have the logic of short dramas, so different dramas have different adaptations and secondary creations. Still the same sentence, if you like it, watch it happily, if you don't like it, watch it as a parallel universe, it has a different flavor. Everyone is happy, don't quarrel.

(3) I write books for pleasure, so I won't write anything depressing after reading. My mother forwarded me an analysis of Wang Yang becoming a monk and asked me if it was true. She said if it was, she would abandon the book. I am also convinced... That thing about meeting the Daoist priest was my mother's personal experience, and writing it into the novel intact is one for note-taking, two for enriching characters, and three for foreshadowing, but it is definitely not foreshadowing for becoming a monk.

I specifically explain this because not only is my mother guessing there, but also because someone really persuaded Wang Yang to become a monk in the later volume, and then was suppressed by the joint efforts of Xinghan and Bao Yue (of course, that kind of momentum is far from being suppressed by the two women, and Xinghan's heavy drama hasn't arrived yet. Different characters will be depicted bit by bit through different drama segments, and when the "texture is delicate and the flesh and bones are even," the lines will be integrated and collided, which is wonderful, don't worry), but if I don't say it, maybe someone will say that the foreshadowing is superimposed and really want to become a monk... ===== CHAPTER 343 =====