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Originally, under such a situation of tragic death, many souls should have been born. However, among the raging flames of the sacrifice, no one of these innocent souls who died was accused of being born.

Hundreds of slaves were sacrificed by others. A powerful force spread from the altar. Wu Qimai shouted twice, and the Shaman dance started to dance again.

"Boom..." A silent and huge shock that only felt in the hearts of everyone present made everyone present change their faces, no matter who had various thoughts in his heart.

However, at this time, Wu Qimai had changed and ignored these things. Just after sacrificing hundreds of slaves, the shock was in a huge shock.

A Jurchen man in an extremely ancient dress walked out. Behind him was a picture-like light, with mountains and water inside, which seemed to be similar to the water coming out of their hometown. It seemed that there were countless Jurchens living their ancestors' fishing and hunting life for generations.

"I am your ancestor Hanpu," the ancient-clad Jurchen man held a scepter wrapped in sharp blades in his hand: "I will tell you that the will of the Heaven of Eternity has changed!"

"What? Why?" Wu Qimai, who was still not happy, heard the news and was shocked in his heart: "When I was succeeding as the patriarch, I had a high fever and personally felt the will of the Heaven of Eternity!"

"That's because the Heavenly Master of Song State is more powerful than us. He has already received the favor of Changshengtian more than us. I have already felt the favor of Changshengtian, and it is already in him. In the Song Dynasty." Han Pu said word by word: "You have to be careful. The higher you stand, the heavier you fall. Our Wanyan family and the Jurchens have already stood too high. If they fall, they will be crushed to pieces!"

Wu Qimai was immediately panicked. Although he was a hero for a while, he was extremely frightened when he heard such news.

"I will go to negotiate with that celestial master..." Hanpu sighed and said, "Look at what the result will be? If the negotiation is successful, everything will be fine. If it is not successful, then you have to make plans early. Maybe at that time, we can retreat into the endless forest!" As he said that, his figure disappeared.

Only Wu Qimai stood there and smiled bitterly. At such a huge price, he only received such a news. No wonder he didn't know what to do, and only smiled bitterly.

His ancestors didn't understand it at all. It was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it was difficult to go from extravagance to frugality! Now these Jurchens who have tasted glory and wealth will let them return to the old forest between the white mountains and black waters, wear rough animal skins every day, eat hunger, eat fullness, and go into the water to catch fish in the cold wind and hunt on the snow. So how could that be possible?

If you don’t talk about others, you ask him Wu Qipeng to go back. He doesn’t want to live the past. It’s the shaman’s clothing he passed down from generation to generation. It’s almost the same for him to wear it occasionally. How can this thing made of animal skins and bird feathers be more beautiful and comfortable than the beautiful silk on his body?

But I hope that the ancestors and the Heavenly Master will go smoothly! At worst, I will return the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun occupied by the Liao Kingdom to their Song Dynasty.

But at this moment, a cavalry rushed over quickly and shouted in the Jurchens: "It's all boured, it's not good. Lou Shi was killed in battle and his entire army was wiped out..."

"What?" When Wu Qimai heard the news, he felt like he was hit by a blow. There was a black look in front of him, and his ears were buzzing. Even the sounds of the people nearby became extremely far away. He gritted his teeth and cheered up. He grabbed the messenger and said gritting his teeth: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The messenger was a little at a loss, but he still answered honestly: "Wanyan Loushi took the army to chase Emperor Tianzuo, but unexpectedly, he encountered the Song army north of Jiashan. In a big battle between the two sides, Wushi danced a shaman dance, hoping to pray for the favor of the immortal heaven. But he was struck by lightning. Then Loushi was struck by lightning... Then, our army collapsed and was chased by the Song people to Xijing Road..."

With a "puff...", although he had already been mentally prepared. He knew that Changshengtian no longer favored them, Wu Qimai could no longer bear the news. He squirted out a mouthful of blood and fell down after he leaned down!

This time, it was so quiet that it was terrible. The Jurchen nobles who had already started to make a big fuss again became extremely quiet at this moment, and even a needle could be heard.

Only a few old guys who were squeezed by Wu Qimai and stood aside suddenly reacted and hurried over to support Wu Qimai and shouted: "Du Bo Ji Lie, don't scare us. Without you at this time, the Jurchens will not be able to..."

After pounding his chest and slapped his back for a while, Wu Qimai finally woke up and said in a low voice: "I just met my ancestor Hanpu. He told me that the Jurchens were no longer favored by the Heaven of Eternal Life. We want to retreat to Lao Linzi, remember to kill all the surrendered Liao people..."

Han Pu appeared in this spiritual world. Looking at the familiar mountains and rivers in front of him that were very similar to the Yang world, especially the Baitou Snow Mountain, which was so familiar that the masters in the distance were like clouds and the extremely familiar Baitou Snow Mountain, I suddenly felt lost.

Thinking back to the beginning, he left his hometown alone, came to this land, scattered and became the ancestor of the Wanyan tribe. The Wanyan tribe is becoming increasingly powerful, and even gradually gaining the favor of immortality, which can protect him.

It was him who looked at this spiritual world, with only one yard size, and only one ancestral spirit like him. As the tribe became stronger, the population became more and more powerful. The incense volunteer power became increasingly strong, making this temple gradually bigger and more and more ancestral spirits could protect. Until today.

In front of Hanpu's eyes, all the ancestors surrounded him. Among them, the most powerful one was Aguda. He had a purple dragon energy coiled around him, making his body look even more powerful and powerful.

He even had the most subordinates. In addition to these ancestor spirits, there were thousands of fighting souls who died in battle under his command, surrounding him. After all, he was the most outstanding Du Bo Ji Lie of the Jurchens, and he was also the Taizu who founded the founding of the Great Jin Kingdom.

If the Jin Kingdom established by the Jurchens now was just an empty standpoint, all the rules and etiquette were not complete, and there was no way to effectively manage the large area of ​​land just built, then his current achievements would definitely be more than that.

Even so, since Aguda died and came to this spiritual world, the scope of the spiritual world has expanded by at least ten times, even increasing the spiritual world beyond the dark world.

"Let me go, ancestor!" Aguda said in a deep voice.

"No, you are the foundation of the Great Jin Kingdom. We can all dissipate, but you can't!" Hanpu shook his head and said, "I am the only one who takes people there. I am a spirit, and I cannot travel thousands of miles to the Yang world to find the Heavenly Master. I need your help. The Han people said that they will raise soldiers for a thousand days and use troops for a while. The tribe has worshipped you for so long, and now it is your turn to do your work!"

It is difficult for a person who is generally mediocre to turn into a soul. If he had not put it in his chest in one breath and turned into a spirit of a ghost, he would have been extraordinary people in his lifetime, wise and extremely willful, and he would have a spirit only after death.

Such a person who is so slutty and confused for a lifetime, his soul will be destroyed after his death, and he will return to the world, and will be in the sea of ​​the qi of the heavens. Where will the soul be retained?

Now that things have come, these ancestors have become enlightened and said together: "Then let's go and meet that heavenly master together! I don't believe that heavenly master is really that powerful!"

Although it was said loudly, every ancestral spirit was very clear in his heart. It was very dangerous to see the Heavenly Master this time, and it could be said that he had a life of death.

Let’s not talk about what happened to the Heavenly Master himself? It’s not easy to fly over a distance of more than a thousand miles to see the Heavenly Master.

Although they are ancestral spirits, they are just stronger souls. Originally, Aguda was the most confident. But as Hanpu said, Aguda was their foundation, and if it really happened, it would be a bad thing.

The soul is invisible and qualitative, without any obstacles to traveling thousands of miles, and walking thousands of miles is just a matter of a moment. However, it is extremely fragile. On such a long journey, you can encounter countless accidents. If you really have to travel thousands of miles with your soul, it is almost a matter of seeking death.

Whether it is encountering mountain gods and evil spirits, heavy rain and strong winds, or even the light of stars and moons, it will have an impact on these souls. Therefore, it is impossible to go thousands of miles away with your soul. The biggest possibility is to find the soul halfway, and encounter a strong wind, blow away the soul.

Hundreds of ancestral spirits used their magic power together to gather the surrounding water vapor, accumulate layer by layer, and turn into a huge black cloud, floating in the air, heading towards Youzhou.

Although clouds and mist are condensed by water vapor, they can hold their bodies with mass after all. Although the speed is much slower, they can minimize accidents as much as possible.

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The fortunes grew and grew. Wen Fei watched the Song Dynasty's fortunes become more and more intense, sweeping across the land of Youzhou like a fire, and even heading towards Xijing Road. He couldn't help but exclaim: "Hey, I didn't expect that those guys Miao Lei were quite capable. They actually captured Xijing Road!"

It was just that he stood alone in the cold wind on the mountain on this spring night, so naturally no one answered him.

In the northeast direction, the dragon energy of the Jurchens seemed dim. And the degree of dimness was far beyond Master Wen's expectations.

Due to ancient traffic restrictions, the speed of information transmission was very slow. Even Master Wen did not know that Miao Lei had won the battle, and even killed two enemies, Wanyan Loushi and Wanyan Wushi (to be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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