Chapter 4 Chapter Four: Moon Worship Leader

It's been a long nightmare... So, do priests also have dreams?Or just a temporary disorientation?In a trance, he still couldn't stop thinking, and kept asking and answering himself in the feeling of emptiness. That was also the only thing he could do in these unseen years. If there is no accident and encounters a magician who is stronger than himself, the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect will neither grow old nor die.Their lives are far longer than ordinary people-many people expect eternal life and supreme power, but no one knows how terrible eternal life is. "Although we are supreme in Miaojiang, you have to know that we are actually just monsters." Vaguely, he remembered what the former priest Di Jiang had said to him - at that time he was still an ordinary boy, and he was fortunate to be taught by Moon Worship. The high priest was accepted as a disciple with endless curiosity.

The high priest of the Moon Worship Sect occasionally accepts apprentices, imparts some magic tricks, and guides them to pry into the mysteries of the world.But those apprentices can hardly touch the priest's throne - because the master is immortal, and mortals will eventually die of old age.Those apprentices often just acted as the messengers of the Moon Worship Sect for the rest of their lives. However, shortly after Di Jiang said this, he really died. The master died in a fight with a famous local ghost master in Qiongzhou - at that time, the whole southern Xinjiang was shocked.No one thought that the ghost master of the Five Immortals Sect had such powerful magic skills that he even beheaded the high priest of the Moon Worship Sect in mid-air!In order to avenge his master and restore the supremacy of Moon Worship Sect in southern Xinjiang, he went to Qiongzhou after succeeding as a priest, and finally killed the ghost master after a fierce battle.

"The priest of the Moon Worship Sect... didn't... lay a defensive barrier at all." Before dying, the ghost master suddenly murmured, with a surprise that he had never understood in his life, "Do you... know why?" Why?He thought he knew.Master, I really want to completely end this kind of "eternal life" plight. However, is eternal life a misery? How many years have passed since then?I don't remember anymore... In the Moon Worship Sect, the priest is supreme, and the leader is only the supreme leader in name.Dao Ji, A Mu, Yao Guang... Until Yi Xiang, he forgot how many goddesses he had selected from the thousands of believers in Miao Village in southern Xinjiang.And from those goddesses, several leaders were sealed.

Those girls of noble birth were revered by all the believers as the pure-blooded daughters of the Moon God, but in his eyes, they were just bones that were easily decayed.He also had several apprentices, but those apprentices "reincarnated" earlier than him... Mortals live forever, gods come and go—and what is he? "We are nothing but monsters." In a trance, he smiled wryly and repeated what his master said back then. "Huh? What did you say? Master Feng Ya?" Suddenly a timid voice was heard in the ear, asking. This voice... is Shamanhua?His wandering mind suddenly cleared up, and he opened his eyes.The goal is the blue sky, and a anxious face - that girl... the girl who was sent to Kunlun at the age of ten, has grown so big?Also become so beautiful.

He suddenly felt a little emotional, and wanted to raise his hand, but found that his arm had no strength. ——Is it because the duel with Yi Xiang last night consumed too much of my strength? His heart trembled suddenly, and he took a quick look at Sha Manhua, wondering if this girl could see his situation at the moment—"Yi Xiang is dead, you are the leader." Without thinking, he opened his mouth suddenly, trying to Steady her heart, "Call the believers to come, I will hold a ceremony in the temple now, and title you." "Huh?" However, Sha Manhua was stunned for a moment and did not express joy. Looking around at the corpses strewn all over the ground, he couldn't help it anymore: "How could this happen?... How could Yixiang kill the priest? She, she last night Looks like crazy!"

"She is crazy." The priest sneered, vaguely disappointed. "The desire for power has driven her crazy... She wants to kill me and become the real leader! I have given her enough, but she always It's dissatisfaction." Trying to adjust his inner breath, he sat up slowly, inspecting the moon palace like a Shura field, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Sha Manhua, it seems that I underestimated your potential back then—five years later, You actually have the power to shoot and kill the Gu King? The Great Light Palace of the Western Regions really deserves its reputation." Feng Ya smiled, but his eyes were cold, and he motioned: "Help me up!"

Shamanhua stepped forward to help the priest in white, feeling his hands were as cold as ice. "It seems that you have lived up to my hard work." Looking sideways at the anxious woman, a smile slowly overflowed from the corner of Feng Ya's mouth——suddenly he raised his hand, stroked Sha Manhua's cheek, hooked In the shape of a crescent moon: "I was still thinking, Yixiang is dead, which one should I choose from the two current moon goddesses to be the leader? -- It seems that now I don't need to worry about it." However, Sha Manhua's face turned pale, and he paused, as if mustering up his courage, before speaking: "Master Priest...I, I didn't come back to be the leader. Grandma Miaoshui was infected with miasma, and she said that only you can Zhi, that's why I... have taken the liberty to come back here again, begging you to save her."

"For that old woman?" Feng Ya was surprised again, frowned and glanced at the old woman carried by the white lion, "She is infected with peach blossom miasma and green toad Gu, and it is hopeless." "My lord priest, please save her!" Sha Manhua was taken aback and begged, "As long as you have one breath, you can save her with your strength!" Feng Ya's eyes were always cold, "The old woman is not a religious person, why should I save her? Now we worship the Moon Sect and Mingjiao, and we have nothing to do with each other—the Central Plains is destroying the Demonic Sect, I don't want to put my The believers dragged into the water."

Sha Manhua pulled his sleeves, pale face: "Master Priest, please." "You promise to stay in the sect to succeed the sect leader, and I will save her." Feng Ya said coldly, never entangled with this crying woman again, "Otherwise, let's prepare for her funeral!" It took half a month to clean up the Moon Palace.The corpses of those snakes and insects were all over the walls, ditches, and even on the ceilings, as if poisonous insects from all over southern Xinjiang were rushing to Vulture Mountain in a steady stream, using this place as their last cemetery. Yixiang must have used an astonishing amount of Gu-calling medicine to induce the smell of the medicine to spread all over the field, so that after her death, those poisonous insects continued to rush to Lingjiu Mountain one after another.All the believers in the Moon Palace are struggling to fight against the wriggling snakes and insects, exhausting all means.From time to time, the maids, who are used to living a pampered life, screamed for a spider that climbed up the skirt.

Feng Ya walked through the corridor, looking at the unprecedented chaotic scene in the sacred moon palace, he just felt amused. It seems that there are still advantages to living longer, at least there are always some novelty fun to watch. "Yun Xi, is she still unwilling to leave the Moon God Palace?" He asked the disciples beside him as he walked through the corridor.The young man in white clothes with drooping hair has a tall forehead and dark green eyes of Miao people, clear but bottomless. He should also have practiced with the high priest for many years, and his demeanor is actually similar to Feng Ya.Hearing the master's question at this moment, he lowered his head and replied: "Yes, the goddess has been praying for Miaoshui in the Moon God Temple, and she hasn't stepped out for three days."

"What's the use of begging that jade puppet?" Feng Ya sneered, flicked his sleeves, turned his head and left, "I didn't expect that girl to be so stubborn, what's wrong with being the leader of the Moon Worshiping Sect? She actually turned against me?" The boy didn't dare to answer, but followed the priest's footsteps and turned a few more corners. Yixiang's betrayal this time, I'm afraid it really angered the master - otherwise the master who has been emotionally silent for many years would not have the tone at this moment, let alone look at the Moon God Temple in a trance.However... as the high priest, all sorrows, joys, joys and anger are forbidden, right?Because it takes too much spiritual power to control ghosts and subdue evil spirits on weekdays, and I no longer have the heart to respond to these mortal worlds.Moreover, any emotion that belongs to weakness will become the Achilles' heel of backlash, right? At that moment, a cold light flashed in the boy's deep blue eyes. Wordlessly walking through the long grass beside the holy lake, Feng Ya suddenly said, "Yun Xi, how long have you been with me?" "Eleven years." The boy replied respectfully. "It's only been such a short time..." The high priest smiled suddenly, a little surprised, "You are really the most talented disciple I have ever seen. It seems that my vision is still right-what is your background? It's not even worth mentioning! You were just an orphan begging in Hengyundong, Qiongzhou, but who among the sons of all the elders in Miaojiang Village can compare to you?" The young man lowered his head, and replied respectfully: "Master's kindness in reinvention, I will never forget it forever." "What are you doing? I'm not asking you to be grateful, I'm just testing my eyesight—" Feng Ya smiled, turned around and ignored his disciples, looked up at the sky, and suddenly asked, "Ask yourself, how much have you learned from me now?" ?” Yun Xi was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer for a while.After a long time, he said, "I don't know." "I don't know?" Feng Ya's eyes turned severe. "The master is like a celestial being, and the disciple can't speculate at all, let alone estimate it." Yun Xi looked up at the priest in white clothes flying by the holy lake, and replied sincerely, his dark blue eyes flickered for a moment, not knowing whether it was shame or loss. "Oh?" High Priest Feng Ya suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled thoughtfully, "If you can really kill me one day, then it will be time to inherit the position of priest, right?" Before the astonished disciple could react, High Priest Feng Ya laughed out loud, flicked his sleeves, turned and left.As proud and self-confident as usual, with a domineering and decisive attitude that does not allow anyone to question or interfere. In the empty temple, there was only the dull sound of the hourglass, accompanied by the old woman's rapid and empty cough.Sha Manhua held Miao Shui's hand tightly, and looked at the haggard and dying old woman. The boy in white still looked at her expressionlessly, never saying a word. The lying old woman suddenly coughed violently, and black blood gushed out of her throat. She quickly wiped it with her hands, but the sticky blood clots gushed out in large quantities, stained her hands, and flowed onto her sleeves.Seeing the black air on Granny Miaoshui's face and the pieces of internal organs mixed with the dirty blood, she couldn't help but exclaimed, and hugged the old man tightly: "Grandma! Granny!" At that moment, the fear and unwillingness that death would take away her loved ones overwhelmed everything. She burst into tears and shouted at Yun Xi: "Priest! High Priest Feng Ya! Go and call him!"