"The wheel of fate turns, the God of recovery, please give the mainland life..."

The low chanting sound reverberated in the dark room of the tower, and there were not very bright candles around. This was the sacrifice of the full moon night, and it didn't need too bright light.

The God of the moon out of the window will bring down the light.

Lu Ya, the high priest in the grey robe, kneels in front of the plate of destiny, recites in a low voice, and the slender fingers hidden in the broad sleeves slowly extend out. There is a light glimmer at the fingertips. With the ritual action of the fingers like flowing clouds and water, those glimmers pull out a blurred light net in the air.

Luya's expressionless gray face is reflected in the optical network.

He was the only one who performed the sacred sacrificial ceremony. The high priests of all dynasties were responsible for praying for the secluded area.

Through the life plate, the prayer is conveyed to heaven. In nine days, the gods will hear it.

Luya's face is pious and serene. It's very young, but it's already like an old man who is dying. There are vicissitudes and indifference on his face that don't belong to his age. It seems that he has seen through the whole world.

"Ha ha ha..."

In the voice of prayer, there was a sharp low laugh.

Lu Ya frowned and was about to scold who was so bold that he dared to disturb him with such rude laughter at the time of sacrifice, but he soon found that the laughter did not come from outside, but was In front of him.

In front of it is the life plate, which is put upright. It's dark and simple in color. It's grand and solemn.

Although it is a bridge to communicate with the God of heaven, but Luya has always been very clear that the life plate is lifeless.

The life plate is a "tool", just like the cup, plate, bowl and cup. Even the most precious treasure, even the boundless beast, is just a "tool", and there will be no life.

However, there is no "grid" for all "utensils". People have personality, animals have animal grid. Although there is also a grid for things, there is no doubt that the grid is dead.

Therefore, Luya's eyes only turned around the life plate in doubt, and then he continued the ritual of sacrifice.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

However, not long after that, the rude laughter rang again, even this time, for example, it was loud, and the voice was unrestrained and arrogant, which did not pay attention to the priest who was in seclusion!

"Who is it?!" Lu Ya is angry. He looks around. It's not surprising that some experts hide in it. But if they dare to be so rude, will they let him out of the secluded area safely?

In his fury, a cold and thin voice said: "mortals, with your naked eyes, how can you see this king?"

"King?" Lu Ya hesitates for a moment. The tower is dedicated to the king of secluded territory. Is it the soul of any king who has come back.

It seems that his mind is easy to be seen by the other side. He snorts coldly, like being defiled. The humanity: "don't compare your mortals with our king!"

"Who are you!"

"Hahaha -" after a burst of laughter, the man said arrogantly, "well, let's have a look at our king's dignity, and you have knelt down for so many days!"

Luya immediately looks around. Who is it?

However, a dazzling black light suddenly appeared in front of us, which made people unable to open their eyes for a moment!

"Ha ha ha ha ha -" Zhang Kuang's laughter reverberated in the room of the small tower, and the dust on his head scattered down. The tower seemed to be collapsed by the laughter!