Deification from Wuhun

Chapter 71 The Dance of the Sacrifice
Compared with the vague introduction in the original book, after reading the cheat book in his hand, Zhou Tian has a deeper understanding of the Divine Mask.

In the introduction of this book, the origin of the godhead mask comes from the sacrifices of ancient times.

Communicate with the gods with huge rituals, psychic gods, and please the gods in the rituals.

Subsequently, in the evolution of the times, it was divided into different witch operas,
Among the folks, those who wear masks and walk in front of the major rituals and festivals, singing and dancing.

Either holding a huge statue of a puppet, or wearing costumes and makeup on stilts.

"It's completely different from the original book, a different genre?" Zhou Tian frowned slightly.

The mask of the godhead in the original book was passed down to Wang Zhenqiu by Xia Liuqing and him.

The two of them can be said to be in the same line, so naturally they follow the same path.

However, this one is not.

Although there are differences in origin and nuanced methods, the essence remains unchanged.

It can only be regarded as different schools of the same exercise.

The first stage of cultivating the Godhead Mask is acting as a god.

Nothing has changed at this point!
With your own interpretation, let others believe that at that moment, you can represent this god.

Absorb the power of faith at this moment, and condense other people's recognition and recognition of the God you deduce at this moment.

In the end, a fantasy godhead of his own was formed, carrying the power to integrate into this god, and evolve the supernatural power of this existence.

"Wish power!" Zhou Tian looked at the annotation on the book and spit out two words.

The key to this first step is how to condense and form a fantasy godhead, which is also the key to absorbing the power of faith.

It is divided into two parts in total, and the runes are written with the mind and spirit to form a rune.

This Taoist talisman has no name, because it is patchwork and handed down from ancestors.

And its second part is a mantra, a mantra evolved from the Buddhist mantra that condenses the power of vows in Buddhism.

"What a hodgepodge!" Zhou Tian shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhou Tian already had guesses about the origin of the mask of the godhead.

It should be created by a master of folk magic.

The magic in folklore itself is a patchwork of different schools of Taoism, Buddhism everywhere, local customs and customs, ancient and modern, as long as it is useful, learn it.

Only then can such a complex but systematic and profound inheritance be assembled.

"I don't know how the other inheritances came about, but at least the inheritance of this godhead mask is very likely to be like this."

Although this godhead mask is pieced together, its methods are perfect.

The first stage is after the cultivation is perfected.

It is the second stage of transformation.

Cultivate the original mind and spirit with the Taoist meditation mantra, and forge the power of faith with Buddhist methods.

Make it cover the whole body, and change into an image recognized by everyone in a way that is almost transformed.

At this time, both ability, supernatural power and divinity are greatly increased.

One's own personality will also be corroded by the power of faith and change its character.

At this time, if the cultivation of the Purifying Mantra is not enough, it is very likely that you will lose your mind, become the appearance of sentient beings' recognition of God, and completely lose your original mind.

The last is the third stage of conception, which already has a rough outline, but still lacks actual experiments.

Because the patriarch of this inheritance has only practiced to the second stage, he just finished conceiving the third stage, and died in the battle.

This third stage is to become a god, with the help of the power of all living beings, the power of the neighbor's god, to cultivate the life of the body and carry out a thorough transformation.

The ancestors of this line are called Chengshen.

Zhou Tian read this book from beginning to end, and compared it with the original mask of the lower Liu Qing lineage.

"There is no such thing as their method of refining gloves, it seems that it is their lineage's housekeeping skill." Zhou Tian said thoughtfully.

That line has housekeeping skills, so naturally this line also has it.

Wu Wu, commonly known as the Great God of Dance, is the housekeeping skill of this lineage.

A sacrificial witch dance that has been passed down from the ancient sacrificial period to the present.

It says that you can communicate with the gods naturally and please him, some kind of great and unknown existence.

It can balance and purify, because of the power of faith, it can pollute and erode the inner personality.

Even the power of faith can evolve, but there is a big limitation. People without talent can dance like ordinary dances.

The effect is similar to refining qi, at most it is like a meditation spell.

Only those born psychics, special beings, can play the greatest role.

Zhou Tian looked at the movements in the book page by page, his lower body and feet kept jumping, and he moved his waist and shoulders.

It looks a little exaggerated and absurd, but it feels strangely beautiful.

For some reason, Zhou Tian only watched those movements once, and they went deep into his mind.

"It seems that I am very talented in this area." Zhou Tian chuckled.

He took out his mobile phone and called a department of the group.

This sacrificial dance requires exclusive costumes and two utensils.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Tian continued to look at the inheritance in his hand.

"It is best to choose two gods, which can slow down the erosion of personality." Zhou Tian looked at this sentence and immediately thought of the stability of the triangle.

"Humanity, divinity, and animality are also three."

Zhou Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking a lot in his heart.

the next day.

"Hello, your package!"

"Ok!"

After collecting the package, Zhou Tian changed into his clothes.

Compared with the most primitive version, the dance of sacrifices that Zhou Tian obtained from this inheritance is actually much simplified.

Its main function is also to serve the Godhead Mask, so there have been a certain amount of changes.

At least the clothing has been simplified a lot.

It's still a bit cold in April, but for Zhou Tian, ​​the thin clothes are not a big problem.

This is the lodging area specially provided by Tianxiahui to attract strangers, so there are no other ordinary people.

Except for the small buildings, it is actually more like a park, but it is not open to the public.

"That seems to be Xifeng. I heard that a big mission just happened. Why is he dressed like a great dancer?"

A short-haired woman wandering on the path said with a surprised expression.

She and the woman next to her are strangers, people who will be recruited by the world, and they have no mission today, so they are resting here.

"This guy is so handsome, and he looks so handsome dressed like this!" said the long-haired woman next to her with bright eyes.

"Look at you!" the short-haired woman said contemptuously: "Come on, let's follow and see what he is doing!"

Zhou Tian came to a grass field, took off his shoes and socks, and stepped on the grass with bare feet.

Take out a palm-width strip of cloth with a strange pattern drawn on it.

You don’t need to wear a mask, just cover your eyes, and the Sunday begins.

The left hand holds a single-faced sheepskin drum with an iron ring on it, and the right hand holds a hammer with jade and shells inlaid on it.

In the breeze, the ribbon fluttered.

There was darkness in front of Zhou Tian's eyes, as if there was darkness between heaven and earth above and below.

It's real where these feet are.

Lift your right foot and hop lightly.

A crisp bell rang.

At that moment, Zhou Tian felt completely changed.

The sky has changed, the earth has changed, and the wind has changed!

Spots of light appeared around the darkness, and the inexplicable familiarity struck again, and the wind seemed to turn into a bridge.

In the outside world, after Zhou Tian moved, wisps of wind began to move.

Almost instantly, the rhythm of the wind spread throughout Tianjin.

The spirituality of the wind between heaven and earth began to gather, as if cheering.

It was also at this moment that many existences were alarmed.

In the Tianxiahui office, Feng Zhenghao stood up suddenly with a shocked face.

"This...how is it possible? There is such an existence in this era, and in that direction!"

"Father, what's the matter?" Feng Xingtong was startled standing opposite, and asked suspiciously.

"Go quickly, call your sister and the others, and go to Qinglin Yayuan as quickly as possible!" Feng Zhenghao said hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)