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Chapter 196: Heaven's Heart is Like a Mirror, Reflecting All Life

Upon hearing this, not only the one who had managed to survive but also the seriously injured person who was specifically pointed out by his "companion" had a sudden change of expression.

Hong Quan's expression also changed suddenly.

He naturally understood that since this person said so, the injuries on the seriously injured man that almost took his life did not come from the fierce battle with those "beast soldiers", but from being killed when he was trying to assassinate his own soldiers.

So, does God really have eyes?
Otherwise, how could such a person be blessed with such a miracle?

Or is it that even if God has eyes, he is a blind one that sometimes works and sometimes doesn't?
Not only Hong Quan could easily think of this level.

Those "embryo killers" whose existing ideas have been quietly shaken and reshaped after witnessing several "miracles" have more or less had the same doubts in their hearts.

Originally, the disrespectful thoughts that had basically disappeared from their hearts could not help but take root and sprout quietly in their hearts.

Hong Quan couldn't help but feel worried and turned to look at Geng Xuan on the "Social Forum".

“One is one, two is two.

Even if it is a capital crime, the injuries must be treated and the illness must be cured. The person must die clearly and there is absolutely no reason to confuse the two.

…Okay, don’t dwell on this, just move on.”

Geng Xuan's calm voice came from the "social forum", and Hong Quan's worries disappeared.

Others had their own ideas, but at least the superficial commotion caused by this person's "self-explosion" was temporarily suppressed because of Geng Xuan's words.

Hong Quan ordered those who showed obvious abnormalities to be taken out of the crowd and questioned them one by one about their crimes.

At this moment, among the 640 soldiers present, 21 have been exposed, having directly or indirectly murdered their own comrades.

Hong Quan looked at the remaining crowd and said:

"Anything else? This is your last chance!

The gang leader has already spoken. If you can take the initiative to stand up now, you can be temporarily spared the death penalty.

As long as he makes meritorious contributions in the next war, he can be completely spared from death.

If you kill enough enemies and perform great merit, you will not only be spared from death, but also receive a gift."

After he finished this call, no one showed any obvious abnormality.

No one took the initiative to stand up.

Hong Quan looked back and forth among the remaining 619 people several times, and all of them had a confident and calm expression.

After this happened three times, Hong Quan did not pursue the matter any further.

Everything was going on as normal for the crowd, but it was unknown whether anyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Quan continued with the next step.

"As far as I know, in the fierce battle that just ended, there were only a few who did such a heinous thing as secretly harming their comrades.

There are even more people who have been paddling along, neither putting their heart into it nor trying their best, and just doing things perfunctorily throughout.

Not only did he fail to kill a single enemy soldier, he didn't even have a single effective assist. He made no contribution at all.

Such people will not receive any favors even if they enter the social forum.

...You know best what you have done.

Now, you have taken the initiative to stand up and the Lord will pardon you. All you need to do is to do your best in the upcoming battles.

If you try to get away with it, and are caught in public, you will be guilty.”

Having said that, Hong Quan paused for a moment, swept his eyes calmly over everyone, and said four words lightly.

"The crime of deceiving God."

In the minds of 619 people, the "destructive power" of these four words varies greatly.

Some people's hearts are so shaken that their defenses are directly breached.

Some are calm and peaceful.

Hong Quan glanced back and forth three times again.

Thirty-seven people came out of the crowd one after another.

After that, no one came out.

Hong Quan said nothing more. He looked at the remaining 582 people and said calmly:
"Okay, everyone, get ready. Let's do as I said just now, and form groups of eighty people."

Soon, the 582 people were divided into seven complete groups, and the remaining 22 "wandering ghosts" wandered around anxiously.

Hong Quan didn't care what kind of intrigues these five hundred people had experienced in this brief moment, and said to the eighty people in the first group:

"Go wait below the forum."

Eighty people, with different anxious emotions, came to the entrance outside the stone wall of the "Community Altar" and waited in an orderly manner.

Geng Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the forum and taking in everything that happened in the square, just glanced at it and then retracted his gaze to focus on the last group of seriously injured people in front of him.

The bodies of the seriously injured were placed on a high platform, surrounding a seemingly ordinary pebble.

Wearing a hideous mask, strange clothes, and holding a bell in his hand, Jiang Yizi seemed to have released his nature that had been suppressed for decades, fully demonstrating what "senile madness" is.

Combined with Su Mingxu's tone-deaf singing, it was so unpleasant that it made people's scalps tingle and gave them goose bumps.

Combined with this special atmosphere, with the flames lingering at the four corners of the platform as a backdrop, it presents a bizarre, mysterious and primitive atmosphere.

Humanity and animality, rationality and sensibility;
The sacred and the weird, the wise and the foolish;
Light and darkness, compassion and tyranny;
The Knowable and the Unknowable…

In a trance, one feels as if traveling through time, dreaming back to ancient times, and once again finding oneself in that ignorant and chaotic primordial era where nothing had yet begun and everything was possible.

This is of course a show.

Without this "community altar", there would be no "Baidi Dingshui Stone".

There is no atmosphere created of Jiang Yizi and Su Mingxu risking their lives and losing face.

It will not have any impact on the final result.

From these perspectives, these are insignificant and dispensable.

But for Geng Xuan, all this is what he needs.

Having treated hundreds of people in succession, Geng Xuan is now very familiar with the process.

He skillfully infused a little bit of good luck into the bodies of each gang member and temporary gang member.

……

After the "Flint Bead" had been deeply refined, in addition to being able to see the red name on each person, Geng Xuan could also see three layers of halo beyond the red names.

These three layers of halo are: the outermost is white, the middle is red, and the innermost is black.

The same white halo can easily distinguish "my people" from "not my people" in Geng Xuan's eyes.

And the person killed by "my people" will be killed by "Flint Bead" as if he himself was killed. "Flint Bead" captures the remaining energy of the deceased and provides him with good luck and bad luck.

On the other hand, he can also use red on these "my people", and the effect is the same as when he uses it on himself.

“Those who are not mine” can neither contribute good luck or bad luck to him, nor can they enjoy the gift of his good luck, but he can bring bad luck to them.

This is another way to use your black luck besides improving your white luck.

Although the "Flint Bead" has added many functions after deep refining, before today, Geng Xuan only used it to use "my people" to collect "residual energy" and to refine more good luck and black luck.

The latter two functions have never been used.

He did not infuse bad luck into "outsiders" like Wuyou Palace and Jinsha Gang, letting them enjoy continuous "bad luck" like him.

This is because what Geng Xuan wants is not only the mass death of these "outsiders", he also wants these "outsiders" to die as much as possible at his hands or at the hands of "my people".

If this cannot be ensured, he would rather these "outsiders" continue to have freedom for a while.

In his eyes, these people were like strange plants. They had produced huge "fruits of good fortune" through decades of persistent evil and killing.

If he fails to collect as many fruits as possible, it will not only be a loss for himself, but also a loss for the world.

This is the fruit that has been cultivated over decades and several, even dozens of times, human lives.

After these people died in large numbers, it would be very difficult to recreate such a "grand occasion"!

Before today, there were two reasons why Geng Xuan had never used Good Luck on "my people".

First, there is no need for this.

He understood very well how subversive this "miracle" would be once it was used on other people.

The Dharma is not easily passed on, and "miracles" naturally cannot be easily granted.

The second reason is that Geng Xuan did not want the identity of "Su Ruiliang" to be tainted with too much "mystery" or "divinity".

This is just a temporary identity, and he has no intention of wearing this identity for the rest of his life.

Now, if this identity is given too much "divinity", it will become a huge hidden danger when he wants to abolish or strip this identity in the future.

Moreover, even if he didn't consider the pseudonym "Su Ruiliang", Geng Xuan himself would not want to do this either.

Taking the Black Emperor as the dividing line, before the Black Emperor, the Five Emperors ruled the world, bringing welfare to the people who were still in a very primitive stage at that time.

Their greater contribution was that they laid one stable "foundation" after another for this land, creating the basic framework for future generations.

As the last of the Five Emperors, Black Emperor, in addition to his great achievements such as creating astronomy, promulgating the calendar, and dividing the country into nine states, another crucial achievement was "cutting off the connection between heaven and earth."

Before this, anyone could communicate with "mystery" or "God". As long as they wanted, anyone could regard themselves as "God's favored one", and anyone had the right to interpret any "oracle".

This brings not freedom but chaos.

The will of "God" is being abused.

This phenomenon ended in the hands of the Black Emperor.

From now on, what belongs to man belongs to man, and what belongs to god belongs to god.

The spiritual beliefs of all living beings are moving from disorder to order.

This was an important reason why the Da Ming Dynasty, the Da Qi Dynasty, and the Da Ji Dynasty were established one after another after the Black Emperor, and each dynasty became more powerful than the last.

In the Da Ming Dynasty and the Da Qi Dynasty, there are still too many "residues" or "residual poison" that have not been completely eliminated.

But during the Daji Dynasty, Duke Ji established rituals to regulate people's behavior in all aspects, and these "remaining poisons" were completely eradicated.

By now, 1,300 to 1,400 years have passed since Duke Ji established the rituals, and the Nine Provinces have become a completely secularized Nine Provinces.

Even though people still generally believe that Kyushu has "divinity" or "mystery".

But these "divinities" are either attributed to ancestors and sages, or to the heavens, the earth, and the mountains, and basically will never be attributed to a particular person.

If Geng Xuan bestows good luck on others without any preparation, then he will inevitably be enriched with "divinity". The more he does and the bigger the movement, the stronger this "divinity" will be.

For him personally, this will bring him great convenience.

But Geng Xuan didn't want to do that.

In his view, this is a step backward in history.

After anticipating that in this war, his side would inevitably suffer from a rapid decline in morale and the rapid outbreak of internal risks, Geng Xuan came up with the solution of using "Red Luck Grant".

Since Geng Xuan did not want to attribute the "divinity" to himself, his inner thought at that time was to do something with Chiwu Mountain and the ancient Zhushui River.

Rather than letting this "divinity" belong to himself, he would rather let this "divinity" belong to the mountains, rivers and earth.

However, what Geng Xuan learned about the "Community Altar" from Su Mingxu, Jiang Yizi and others, as well as the appearance of the "Baidi Dingshui Stone", made him discover a better solution.

It is much better than what he originally planned to build a mountain temple or a water temple.

He thought so and did so.

……

To completely heal a seriously injured person, a lot of luck may be consumed.

But if you just pull it back from the brink of death and greatly shorten its recovery time, the luck consumed will be very little.

At the beginning, Geng Xuan consumed four points of red luck to completely separate the index finger from bones, flesh and skin and restore it to an intact state.

The wound has basically healed, and only a little luck has been consumed.

The remaining three points of luck will be used to completely recover and eliminate the negative state caused by the addition of a "Overlord's Finger" to the finger bone.

While treating other seriously injured patients this time, Geng Xuan discovered that the amount of red luck consumed had nothing to do with the location of the wound.

It just depends on the size of the wound.

In other words, even if the sword pierced the heart, causing a completely fatal injury, as long as the wound was no bigger than when Geng Xuan cut his entire index finger.

If he just wanted to heal it basically, the luck he consumed would not be more than healing a finger.

The seriously injured patients who were brought to the "Shetan" to receive treatment by Geng Xuan had few fatal wounds, and they were not large.

——If not for this, they would have been on the list of the dead instead of the seriously injured.

On the contrary, for injuries such as broken limbs, more good luck is needed to heal the wounds.

Overall, the fifth batch of seriously injured patients were sent down from the "Shetan" after their wounds had basically healed.

Geng Xuan treated a total of 1241 seriously injured patients, and only consumed points of luck.

The average per capita consumption of red luck is less than three points.

When these people were sent down from the platform, the first batch of eighty soldiers who believed that they had made contributions in the battle that had just ended came to the "community altar" one after another.

Jiang Yizi and Su Mingxu both stepped down from the platform temporarily.

Su Mingxu was fine, he had some cultivation and good physical fitness, and he was just talking, so the energy consumption was not too great.

Jiang Yizi was in a bit of a miserable situation because he jumped too recklessly the first time and dug a big hole for himself.

After five consecutive times, the old man in his seventies was already out of breath.

Considering this kind of "dance", the old man will have to dance it at least a dozen times.

Worried that the old man might get hurt from overwork, Geng Xuan allowed them to go down and rest for a while after all the seriously injured were brought back from the brink of death.

With the help of Su Mingxu, Jiang Yizi got down from the platform breathlessly. On the other side, eighty soldiers came up to the platform.

Geng Xuan ordered them to sit cross-legged around the "Baidi Dingshui Stone".

Everyone is curious about what kind of "miracle gift" these "contributors" can get.

No matter what kind of "miracle" it is, after witnessing the changes in those seriously injured people, everyone is yearning for it.

Naturally, they cooperated very well with Su Ruiliang's request.

Soon, they gathered around the "Baidi Dingshui Stone" and sat cross-legged.

"Close your eyes."

"Adjust your breathing."

"calmly."

"Meditate and keep your mind focused."

Under the guidance of Geng Xuan's words, everyone closed their eyes, their breathing gradually became steady, and their wandering thoughts also gradually became calm.

While giving these instructions with words, Geng Xuan's eyes were scanning back and forth among the eighty people.

His gaze was on the "ripples" emitted by these people.

To him, these "ripples" are still a huge black box.

He still doesn't know what each of those "ripples" that appear to be quite consistent overall but are different for each person correspond to, and he still doesn't know what each subtle change corresponds to.

But at this moment, with the active cooperation of eighty people.

Following his guidance, everyone gradually entered into a state of consensus.

Geng Xuan could easily find a certain common change that tended to be consistent from the complex changes of each "ripple".

Under such circumstances, those "ripples" that did not follow this major law of change would naturally be exposed to his eyes.

There are several reasons for this situation.

First, although these people look like human beings like other people, they actually have fundamental differences at the structural level.

For example, they could be aliens, or transformed from monsters, or other similar reasons.

These can basically be ruled out.

Secondly, these people are naturally active mentally, or have a rebellious mentality in their bones. If you ask them to do something, they will do the opposite. They pretend to be someone they are not, but they actually have other ideas in their hearts.

This is unlikely, but cannot be completely ruled out.

Third, these people have something to hide and cannot calm down.

This is the most likely possibility, but it is not absolute.

Moreover, those who completely followed his guidance could not completely rule out the possibility that they had nothing to hide.

It may also be that the other person is naturally mentally strong.

Therefore, we need to continue observing.

Geng Xuan's attention was more focused on those targets with abnormal "ripples".

Geng Xuan made no secret of his actions.

The perception of many practitioners is very powerful.

And as your cultivation level improves, this ability will become stronger and stronger.

Being watched by others.

Being stared at with malicious, dangerous or playful eyes.

This feeling will become stronger.

These people obviously felt something.

Several of them showed obvious physical abnormalities.

Or the body becomes more rigid, or the skin tightens subconsciously, or the pores tighten and wrinkle uncontrollably, a layer of fine goose bumps appear, or sweat is faintly secreted.

There are also cases where there are no abnormalities at the physical level.

At least, with Geng Xuan's sharp eyesight, he didn't notice anything.

However, if one looks at the "ripples" emanating from their bodies, without exception, there have been special changes in a certain frequency band.

The different manifestations of changes in the body are reflected in the "ripples", and there are also some subtle changes.

Geng Xuan couldn't help but let a smile appear on his face.

He felt happy, not because he had unearthed the "cancer" hidden in the team.

Rather, such a clear control group allowed him to successfully match the changes in different frequency bands of the "ripples" with changes at the physical and even mental levels.

In a sense, he has already touched the threshold of "mind reading". In the future, as long as he follows a similar method and designs more control groups, he can more accurately lock in the different changes in these frequency bands "ripples", corresponding to the person's reaction and the emotional changes in his heart.

If we say that the human heart is a black box that cannot be interpreted by others.

Now, Geng Xuan has obtained the key to open the box.

This is what makes Geng Xuan happiest.

Just as Geng Xuan was about to continue, new information that appeared in his mind attracted his attention.

[The host comprehends the true meaning of the 'physiognomy technique' and consumes five points of luck to successfully enter the door. ]

【whether?】

[The host comprehends the true meaning of the "physiognomy technique" and consumes 100 points of luck to stimulate the "overlord's enlightenment" and comprehend the way of face reading and heart reading on his own. ]

【yes? no? 】

"..."

Looking at the two messages that appeared in succession, Geng Xuan was stunned for a moment.

Then he sighed in his heart: "There are so many talented people!"

The fact that this "physiognomy technique" could appear shows that long before him, someone had already comprehended and successfully mastered this ability.

Geng Xuan thought about it, but did not keep this technique as an inducement to stimulate the "Enlightenment of the Overlord".

Now, with several successful attempts to obtain various triggers that can stimulate the "Overlord's Enlightenment", Geng Xuan is no longer as nervous as he was at the beginning.

He believed that he could easily find new leads as long as he needed them.

Therefore, he directly consumed five points of luck and successfully got started with the art of "physiognomy".

Immediately, all kinds of wonderful experiences, insights, understandings, and knowledge flooded into Geng Xuan's mind.

How can we know a person’s inner thoughts and emotional changes through external changes such as his physical reactions, facial expressions, and speech?

All of this is included in the information Geng Xuan has obtained at this moment.

When he had digested these gains, and then looked at the changes in those people, he could see through their disguises more intuitively and clearly without the help of logical reasoning from the "control group".

Even the others who pretended to be calm and showed no unusual changes on their faces showed a hint of strangeness in his eyes at this moment.

And this is just the introduction to “physiognomy”!

What if you can master the art of physiognomy to a small degree, a great degree, or even perfection?

Geng Xuan had a smile on his face and swept his eyes over the people sitting cross-legged.

He continued calmly:

"Now, meditate on the course of this battle, especially the contribution you made in this battle.

This includes the support and assists given to other companions, the enemies killed personally, their strengths and numbers, all of which should be thought through clearly in your mind.

You don't need to tell me, you don't need to tell anyone, you just need to think it through in your heart."

At this moment, Geng Xuan suddenly smiled, and although his words were light, they were clearly heard by everyone on the platform.

"Heaven's heart is like a mirror, reflecting all living things."

“Those who secretly harmed their comrades.

He was just paddling around the whole time, didn't make any contribution, but pretended to have made a contribution.

You can deceive anyone.

Now, you can try to see if you can deceive yourself.”

As Geng Xuan spoke, his eyes scanned the eighty people.

Why are only more than 80 people admitted at a time?

It’s not that the platform can’t accommodate more people, nor is it that “divine power is limited.”

The reason is simple, there are too many people for him to take care of.

In order to clearly see the changes in each person's "ripples" and avoid missing anything, the number of people participating in a ceremony can only be limited to the range allowed by his eyesight.

——Now, Geng Xuan was pleasantly surprised to find that with the introduction of "physiognomy", his detection of "abnormalities" became faster and easier.

This means that he can now "observe" more people at a time.

Moreover, Geng Xuan believed that with the continuous improvement of "physiognomy", the upper limit of the number of people would become higher and higher.

As Geng Xuan expected, as his words came out, some special "ripples" were revealed.

Among them, there are people who have also killed their companions but concealed it from everyone and did not show any abnormality.

There are also those who just do nothing throughout the whole process. They clearly have not made any contribution, but shamelessly pretend to have made a contribution and run to the platform to "receive the award".

These people did not show any abnormalities at the physical level.

At least, the "face reading technique" at the entry level was not able to be seen.

But at the "ripple" level, nothing can escape the eye.

This not only allowed Geng Xuan to dig out more "cancer", but also brought him an unexpected benefit.

That was to allow him to digest and absorb the vast amount of knowledge he had gained from his introduction to "physiognomy" at an extremely fast speed.

Through the "physiognomy technique" and observation of the "ripples", Geng Xuan not only dug out all the hidden "cancers".

Through verbal guidance and the comparison and confirmation of the responses of different "ripples" to different words, the contributions of those contributors can be intuitively confirmed.

Based on the observed results, Geng Xuan divided the contributions into five levels.

Different contributors are automatically assigned to different levels.

"What is your biggest regret in cultivation? What is the problem you most want to solve?
Is there a technique that you want to learn but have never been able to successfully master?

Have you ever wanted to make progress but have been stuck at a bottleneck for years without making any progress?

…You can take this opportunity now to think carefully about it in your heart.”

Guiding everyone step by step to the end, Geng Xuan began to let everyone "fill in their choices" in their hearts.

In order to ensure that good luck can eventually be realized, they are also asked to prioritize according to their own inner instinctive needs.

In this way, if the "first choice" cannot be met due to insufficient understanding or lack of luck, good luck can be settled on the "second choice" or "third choice".

After all preparations were completed, Geng Xuan signaled Jiang Yizi and Su Mingxu, who were resting below, to go on stage again.

This guidance took Geng Xuan a lot of time.

Jiang Yizi also got enough rest and quickly returned to the stage with the help of Su Mingxu.

Without further ado, once they were on stage, the two of them, like two elderly artists with full professional ethics, once again began their wholehearted performance.

Seeing the seriously injured patients undergoing amazing changes under their singing and dancing, the two were shocked more than anyone else.

Originally, he was forced to perform due to the tyranny of "Su Ruiliang".

Now, they believe deep down in their hearts that they are indeed engaging in a sacred and great communication.

They completely immersed themselves in their roles.

Once they start singing and dancing, they devote themselves completely to it, forgetting themselves and others.

They try their best to use their dance and singing to please the vast heaven and earth, communicate with the ancient sages, and beg them to bestow grace and blessings on these warriors who protect their homeland.

——Originally, Geng Xuan's suggestion was to let Jiang Yizi think of some nice words with soothing and blessing meaning to Su Mingxu and others, and tell everyone after the ceremony began.

But after fully understanding his intentions, the two of them disagreed with this approach.

After being persuaded by the two, Geng Xuan finally agreed to the current approach.

Su Mingxu was not just singing randomly, but used some ancient poems that were specially used for sacrifices and were very suitable for the current scene, and sang them in an ancient way.

When heard by others, it is difficult to understand the specific meaning, but they can feel some special and strong emotions.

It's just such a strange situation.

……

Seeing Jiang Yizi's old body, which was almost exhausted after each full-hearted effort, Geng Xuan really wanted him to relax a little.

It's just a show, no need to work so hard.

But after seeing his unusual "ripple" changes and guessing his current mental state, Geng Xuan gave up the idea.

If I do this, this old man will probably get angry at me on the spot because of my "disrespect".

As Jiang Yizi performed his devilish dance, Su Mingxu's mumbling chanting began.

Geng Xuan also started his own actions.

An endless supply of good luck is injected into the bodies of each "contributor" through the red halo.

Different contributors will receive different amounts of good fortune.

He divided the contributors on the stage into five levels according to the size of their contributions.

The first and initial class he called "assistants."

That is, he did not kill any enemy soldier personally, but he provided practical help in action, which more or less played a positive role in the battle.

They didn't get much good luck, just two points.

It's just a little better than "thank you for your patronage" and can be considered a consolation prize.

But this is enough to successfully get started with a certain technique or skill.

If it is a lower level ability like Iron Sand Palm, you can start with two items.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the person must have a basic understanding of this ability.

The second category is "active assisters".

Although they also failed to kill any enemy soldiers, they were extremely active from the beginning to the end of the battle.

Failure to kill the enemy soldiers may be due to low strength, bad luck, or simply giving the chance to kill to one's companions for the sake of the overall battle situation.

They got six points of luck.

This is very impressive. It can allow one to get started with up to six low-level skills, greatly improving one's combat capability.

Of course, Geng Xuan thinks this possibility is very low.

The more likely possibility is that, depending on the priority of each person's "wishes", one can be promoted from minor success to major success, or from entry level to minor success, and then enter another subject.

The third tier is “First Blood Gainer”.

Completed an effective kill.

They can get eight points of good luck.

The reason why the gap between them and the second class is not big is that Geng Xuan did it on purpose. In his eyes, there is not much difference between these two classes of "contributors".

The fourth category is “team elite”.

Not only did he complete more than two kills, but he was also an important pillar of the team.

It is the key force to achieve victory in the "Battle of Beast Soldiers".

Theoretically, on average, there would be no less than two such people in each team.

On average, there will be no less than six people in each squadron.

However, many of them have already died in battle, and perhaps less than half of them are able to survive and "receive the award".

For these people, Geng Xuan gave them sixteen points of good luck.

Directly double the third level basis.

The fifth level is the “core of the team”.

Each squadron has two to three people, who can be divided into "offensive core", "defensive core" and "command core". Either one person has multiple roles, or there are different people for each role.

They are the core skeleton supporting each squadron, and the key to why each squadron has not been wiped out despite suffering heavy losses.

And fortunately, there is such a person in the team.

Unfortunately, there aren't any.

It could be that they were not assigned to the position, or they died at the hands of enemy soldiers, or were assassinated by an internal "cancer".

For a team with this fifth-level contributor, the casualties of the team members will not be too high, and the number of high-level contributors will be significantly higher than that of other teams.

The presence of one person affects not only himself, but also the style of the entire team.

"Core of the team", well-deserved.

For this kind of people, Geng Xuan gives them thirty-two points of good luck.

Double the amount of the fourth-level contributor!
The good fortune in the "Flint Pearl" flows out like running water and is injected into the bodies of contributors with varying contributions.

For the top three contributors, except for a few who are stuck in critical bottleneck periods, there may not be much change.

But for the fourth and especially fifth level contributors, it can completely transform them into a complete new person.

It is enough to enable a practitioner to improve his mastery of multiple abilities to the level of a master or even a grandmaster.

The level of cultivation, combat ability, light body dodging, etc. will all be improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.

……

The "Fuli Pearl" is like a floodgate that has been opened, and good luck is pouring out continuously.

After all contributors received the corresponding "good luck gift", Geng Xuan decisively closed the "gate".

As the effects of red luck manifested in the bodies of different contributors, those who had originally been sitting still with their eyes closed, regulating their breathing, began to tremble with excitement.

Some of them even jumped up with exclamations because the "miracle" was so violent and completely beyond their most bizarre imagination.

What made Geng Xuan feel funny was.

Those who appeared the most "calm" were precisely the "cancers" that he had screened out in various ways.

They still sat there motionless, unmoved and undisturbed.

Geng Xuan's gaze only stayed on these people for a brief moment, and then fell again on those contributors who had different harvests, different changes in their bodies, and different "ripple" reactions.

Geng Xuan said, "The ceremony is over. You can go down now. If you feel hungry, you can drink some water with blood-replenishing pills dissolved in it."

After hearing what Geng Xuan said, the contributors, who were so excited that they were almost crazy, could no longer hold back. They jumped off the platform and went to the big water vats to drink.

Until this moment, the figure who had been sitting cross-legged neatly since he stepped onto the platform finally realized something and opened his eyes in surprise.

Looking at the crowd around them, which was originally quite dense, it suddenly became empty and sparse, and the two figures in strange costumes had disappeared. Only "Su Ruiliang" was still sitting there, looking at them with a playful smile on his face.

Finally, panic and even fear appeared on their faces.

Geng Xuan looked at the fourteen people and said with emotion:

"I thought you guys really weren't scared at all!"

One of them seemed to sense something was wrong and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Boss, I didn't harm my companions, I just didn't try my best.

But I promise, I will make up for my sins next time, even if it means risking my life to kill a few powerful enemies!"

Geng Xuan shook his head and said:
"Don't you realize what crime you have committed?

Just now, Hong Quan had made it very clear that not fighting with all one's strength was only a minor sin and one could just make amends for it in the future.

As long as you can take the initiative to stand up, there will not even be any punishment.

Now, are you really confused or are you pretending to be confused?

Are you still bringing this up?
What you are committing now is a crime of deceiving God!"

After hearing what Geng Xuan said, the man looked desperate.

Without begging for mercy, he shouted loudly, turned around and rushed out of the "social altar".

It’s a pity that no matter how fast he is, there are people who are faster than him.

A pea-sized, yet substantial energy flew through the air and penetrated the back of his head.

Then, there was a "bang".

His head suddenly exploded into a huge blood flower in the night sky.

His headless body fell directly from the sky and landed obliquely on the square outside the "Community Altar".

At this moment, the remaining thirteen people on the platform.

Almost at the same time, water began to flow down someone's face and crotch.

Someone was slumped there, looking hopeless.

Some people stood up like crazy, and some shot out of the platform, or pounced on Geng Xuan.

One of them even raised his fist and smashed towards the "Baidi Dingshui Stone" with a determined look on his face.

I hold on to the resentful feeling that if you don't let me live, I won't let you have an easy life either.

He was still cursing madly, "'Su Ruiliang', you must not die a good death. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

The "miracle" he witnessed tonight made him believe in the existence of some mysterious power.

And therefore he was convinced that the resentful curse he uttered before his death had real power.

At this moment, they were finally forced to reveal their true colors. What else could Geng Xuan say?

He just stretched out his hand and waved it slowly in the air.

Thirteen pea-sized balls of energy flew out from between his fingers and quickly sank into each living brain.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"..."

After thirteen consecutive explosions, thirteen headless corpses were freshly unearthed.

　Everyone should have realized that Da Ming, Da Qi and Da Ji are the alien isotopes in real history, but the Black Emperor, the White Emperor, and the Three Emperors of Green, Red and Yellow do not completely correspond to the Five Emperors in real history.

　　Also, regarding the fuzzy treatment of Su Mingxu's singing, my ability is really limited. Considering that it has a strong "Western fantasy" color when spoken in vernacular, I want to make it in the style of Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters and National Mourning. But I feel it's not appropriate to directly quote the words in them, but if I have to create my own work in this style, wouldn't that be difficult for me? So, I can only leave it blank. Laughing and crying.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)