Chapter 1323: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1323: Please Let the Divine Beings Witness!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

"Begin the sacrifice!"

The white-robed man let out a low shout.

Everyone in the square knelt down in unison.

One by one, their foreheads touched the ground and their backs arched, looking like a dark mass.

Even the children who had just been weaving through the crowd were pressed down onto the ground by the adults holding the backs of their heads.

Xu Zhangqing and Zhang Daoxuan stood at the outer perimeter of the crowd and did not kneel.

The two hid themselves in the shadows and watched from afar.

The man held a green jade staff with both hands, facing the statue as he chanted.

His voice rose and fell with long drawn-out tones; the content seemed to be some ancient language, the syllables low and drawn out, making one's head feel heavy after listening for a long time.

And every time he finished a section, he bowed once to the statue.

The martial guards beside him followed suit, striking the ground with the butt ends of their long spears, letting out a "Ho" sound.

The rhythm was strict and orderly.

Not long after, a streak of blue water light shot out from the statue's pupils and landed on the man, looking at first glance like lake water pouring backward, bright but not dazzling.

The man's moon-white robe fluttered in the light, and his whole person seemed to be supported by water vapor.

Then, the statue's mouth opened.

The carved mouth was now actually moving.

A thin wisp of water mist was spat out from within, condensing without dispersing, transforming into a water mirror.

The water mirror hovered above the statue's head, the mirror surface facing west.

Suddenly, the sound of drums came from the lake surface in the distance.

Boom boom boom!

The drumbeats were urgent but not chaotic.

Xu Zhangqing and Zhang Daoxuan looked and discovered it was the Bo Tribe's sacrificial ship.

More than ten wooden boats sailed from the distance on the lake surface, each with a blue flag planted at the bow, the flag surface embroidered with fish patterns.

At the bow of the foremost boat stood a woman, her long hair loose, wearing a feather crown made of water bird feathers on her head.

She wore a tight-fitting fish-skin short tunic on her upper body and a wide grass-colored long skirt on her lower body.

Her skin was much paler than that of ordinary mortals, her eye sockets deep-set, her gaze sharp, holding a short staff that was entirely blue in her hand.

At this moment, the blue short staff swung rhythmically with the drumbeats.

Zhang Daoxuan said in a low voice: "That is the Bo Tribe's Female Witch."

The Bo Tribe's sacrificial ship stopped several tens of zhang from the shore.

The Female Witch raised her short staff high, tilted her head back, and let out a long chant toward the statue's direction.

The voice was sharp and drawn out, like a water bird crying at night, and like wind passing through a narrow cave.

Immediately after, a silver-white water line split open on the lake surface from the bow position.

Silver fish leaped out of the water one after another, gathering in mid-air into a silver arched bridge, stretching from the bow all the way to the shore.

"Ugh!"

Seeing this scene, the people on the shore let out a chorus of low exclamations, bowing their heads even lower.

The Bo Tribe's sailors jumped down from the ship one after another, stepping on the shallow beach to reach the shore, each strong and fierce, wearing necklaces strung with fish bones around their necks.

They carried a wooden box to the center of the square; the box lid opened, water grass was spread inside, and a piece of jade stone the size of an adult's skull lay in the middle.

This jade stone was translucent throughout, with deep blue patterns flowing inside, as if sealing a pool of living water, shimmering with a glossy light.

"What a fine piece of Water Jade."

Zhang Daoxuan saw the quality of this thing at a glance and couldn't help but say: "It seems the Bo Tribe has spent a great deal this time."

In response, Xu Zhangqing nodded and said nothing.

Only to see the Female Witch walk up to the statue and present the Water Jade.

However, the man's complexion did not change in the slightest.

He glanced toward the Bo Tribe's direction, his gaze meaningful.

"Hehe!"

The Bo Tribe's sailors grinned, letting out provocative laughter.

The Bo Tribe Chief standing in the last row puffed out his chest and said proudly: "Among the Water Jade in the surrounding area, this one is the best!"

The words reached the Bi Tribe's side, and many people's expressions became quite ugly.

The Jade Collectors lowered their heads even more, their shoulders trembling one by one.

"Bi Tribe, present the Jade!"

The man said, striking the Jade Staff down heavily.

Two martial guards carried a wooden box forward, the box covered with coarse sackcloth.

At the moment the sackcloth was lifted, all sounds disappeared.

Inside the box lay a blood-red jade stone.

It looked to be as large as an adult's torso.

It was blood-red throughout like congealed blood, with dark patterns wriggling across its surface.

As if human veins had been pulled out whole and coiled into a piece of jade.

Moonlight shone on it, and a layer of bloody red light glowed throughout, as if a living thing were breathing.

"Blood Jade!"

The Female Witch of the Bo Tribe cried out in alarm.

She was already pale, and now she had no blood color at all.

The Bo Tribe sailors' eyes went wide, and the Clan Leader's smug expression froze.

"Bi Tribe, one piece of Blood Jade!"

The man raised his voice, holding the Jade Staff high above his head with both hands: "I ask the gods to witness!"

"I ask the gods to witness!"

"I ask the gods to witness!"

"I ask the gods to witness!"

Not only him, the surrounding Bi Tribe people followed in shouting.

As the words fell, the lake water moved.

The water at the center of the lake seemed to be grasped by a hand, then suddenly lifted upward.

The next second, a huge water pillar shot into the sky.

It stood dozens of zhang high, exploding into vast sky water mist; as the mist scattered, a blue figure was revealed.

The figure was at first the size of an ordinary person, but every zhang it moved toward the shore, its form doubled in size; by the time it neared the Square, it was already over eight zhang tall.

Human face, cheeks covered with Fine Scales.

The corners of its eyes slanted up like fish eyes, its whole body wrapped in flowing blue-green water light.

A face exactly like the stone statue's, yet with unspeakable liveliness and pressure beyond the stone image.

It was precisely the Water God controlling the Eight Hundred Li Bi Bo Lake, Bi Bo Jun!

It stood barefoot on the water surface.

No water splashed beneath its feet, calm to an astonishing degree.

But with every step, the water surface automatically spread out a flat Water Crystal Step, steadily supporting the sole of its foot.

Bi Bo Jun walked onto the Square, not looking at people, but first looking at the jade.

The moment its gaze fell on the Blood Jade, those fish-eye-like eyes suddenly widened, and its pupils burst with a light almost greedy.

And the blood-red jade stone seemed to sense something; its surface patterns brightened, and the whole piece of jade floated up by itself, slowly flying to its Front.

"Good."

Bi Bo Jun smiled yet not smiled: "Stone Blood Mountain Essence!"

It extended its Right Hand, five slender fingers pressing on the Blood Jade's Surface, stroking it carefully.

With constant Touching, the patterns inside the Blood Jade began to wriggle, as if something inside had awakened.

Xu Zhangqing saw it in his eyes, his pupils slightly contracting.

"The Bi Tribe means well."

Bi Bo Jun held the Blood Jade in his Zhang Xin, his Gaze sweeping over the kneeling crowd, pausing for an instant on the man, and showing Satisfaction: "In the coming year, you shall have Feng Tiao Yu Shun."

Farmland yield will be three tenths more than previous years.

Once these words were spoken, the entire Bi Tribe was like it had "exploded."

"We finally won once!"

Someone wept with joy.

Someone kowtowed repeatedly.

Someone buried their head in the Earth, emitting indistinct sobbing sounds.

As for the Bo Tribe side, everyone was as if bereaved of their most beloved.

The Female Witch's face was even iron-green, her Features somewhat Twisted.

"Something's wrong!"

Zhang Daoxuan sniffed, frowning: "This Blood Jade, how does it truly have a bloody smell!"