"In the art of military affairs, it is said that knowing oneself and one's enemy will never be defeated in a hundred battles; our Confucian school is the most popular school in the secular world that likes to collect knowledge about ancient civilizations and the world. For decades, I have collected information from various channels and studied the customs and customs of the Baiyun natives. I am confident that I know the past and present of this tribe more than any of them. Let me start with the blood sacrifice of the Baiyun natives.

The fifteenth day of October in our Central Plains is a festival to worship Emperor Shuiyuan. Those who have sailing experience probably know that in the legend of ancestors, Shuiyuan Emperor was a great god who opened up and controlled the waters and islands of the world. In fact, any human tribes on the water and on the sea worshiped this great god, but its image changed slightly among all races. Since the natives of Baiyun were islanders, they understood Shuiyuan Emperor as the highest god who dominated the world and killed the creatures. This great god's temperament was as capricious as the sea. When he had a good temper, he was generous to the human race and constantly gave him good benefits; when he had a poor temper, he launched tsunamis and storms, causing trouble to the tribe.

Here I want to ask the two of you a question: Do you believe such a great god really exists?”

"I don't believe it." Murong Zhi and I said in unison.

"What's the reason?"

"Because..." I went through the Confucian education that my mother had instilled in me since I was a child, and replied, "In fact, there is no unreasonable thing in the world. The achievements of civilization are all accumulated wisdom and experience of the human race from generation to generation, not determined by the great gods who dominate people. Under the leadership of those with outstanding talents, you Confucians called sages, our human race has continued to develop from the state of eating raw meat and drinking blood in the ignorant era to the fact that there are both machinery to fly and hide in the sky and open mountains and fill the sea, and cultivators with great supernatural powers. The so-called storms and tsunamis have a solid truth, and you can find a way to warn or resist. Isn't we and your ship master the laws of the sea to successfully arrive at Baiyun Township? This has nothing to do with the joys and angers of Emperor Shuiyuan. The worship of Emperor Shuiyuan is only the visual understanding of water by our ancestors. The sacrifices of Emperor Shuiyuan are just the traditional habits of our Chinese people."

Murong Zhize said, "If there is an existence in the world that can dominate all living beings, it can only be a great way that is indifferent. But the great way transforms into heaven and earth, doing but not having, doing but not relying on it, it is not only in each of us, but also in all things in the world. Therefore, every living being can seek the Tao and the Tao, because we are transformed by the Tao. Such a great way cannot be said to be a god who controls the people."

I didn't expect that she would have such insight! I suddenly realized that no matter whether she was walking inward or outward, as long as we were still practicing, we could get close to the Great Dao, because the Great Dao was here. But if we didn't practice, we just stood there, and there was no hope of approaching the Great Dao.

Wang Qitai praised, "Sure enough, you have received a good education in the fort. If I want to analyze and distinguish these cautiously and clearly from the natives who still live in superstition, I don't know how much effort it will take.

In the history of our human race, many people who have made a fool of themselves have appeared in the past dynasties. After the Confucian school examines the origin of the mirror and distinguishes the authenticity. The so-called gods are exaggerated tribal heroes by their ancestors, natural phenomena of divination, old mountain and water monsters, and grievances that have not been dispersed. In the past thousand years, there are also cultivators who have cultivated supernatural powers and demons who have also escaped the beast orifices."

"Don't you Confucian scholar think that the emperor of Middle-earth is the son of heaven?"

I mumbled.

"Since ancient times, when you have learned the king's way, you must promote the principles of any school of thought in the secular world, and you must rely on the supreme ruler who holds real power. This is nothing more than a complimentary hat that our Confucians have given him, so you don't have to worry about it."

Wang Qitai smiled faintly, "After clarifying the problem that there is no real god, Shuiyuan Emperor, we will return to the blood sacrifice of the natives. In the Central Plains, we worshipped the Shuiyuan Emperor, the image of a great water-control hero in ancient China; while the god worshipped by the Baiyun natives has no image, and the only ones you can see is the dust-eating insect entrenched on the top of the Falling Star Mountain. According to the legend of the natives, the supreme god was too lazy to descend to earth in the palace in the sky, so he sent his own divine beast to act as the mountain god of the Falling Star Mountain. As long as the indigenous people of Baiyun provide the sacrifice to the dust-eating insects for food every year, it can ensure good weather in Baiyun Township."

"The sacrifice is the boys and girls of the tribe, right?"

When I am ambushing two foundation-building warriors, I occasionally heard their discussion in native language: this year's blood festival will produce eighteen pairs of boys and girls, and Aung San Baoyan also suggested to Dust-Eating Warm that a pair of boys and girls would use the captured Chinese children.

"You've heard of it?"

"I've also collected some information."

Wang Qitai looked solemn, "It was all the things in the ignorant era in our Central Plains. These are bad habits in the uncivilized era. Even if the indigenous people on the island are isolated from the world and civilization has developed to a certain extent, there will be voices of serious doubts about blood sacrifices among the indigenous people. Moreover, the three tribes of Baiyun are not isolated from the world, at least in the civilization era. The history of the real blood sacrifice is not too long. In fact, it is only five hundred years. What I said is more clear. Five hundred years ago, there were no dust-eating insects on the island, no thick fog on the mountain of falling stars, no storm rings, and no blood sacrifices. Even the three tribes of Baiyun are not residents of the original island. They are also ethnic groups that migrated from a deserted island in the Central Earth God Island."

I was stunned for a moment. Isn’t this saying that the three Baiyun tribes, like our two groups of people, all took refuge away from Middle-earth with their nautical charts? But they were only a thousand years earlier.

I remembered that our building ship encountered the mirage demon that still makes me remember it. Now I think about it, could it be that the people in the city were also seamen who came to search for Baiyun Township thousands of years ago? But their ending was that they were eaten by the mirage demon, which turned into an illusion that bewitched another group of newcomers. In the illusion, the soldiers attacking our city tower used bows and arrows, which were long-range weapons that had gradually declined at the end of the civilization era.

"You mean, there was a regression in the history of the natives five hundred years ago? Let civilization collapse and superstitious business? Where is your evidence?"

Murong Zhi asked.

"One is legendary evidence, and the other is physical evidence.

The blood sacrifice is mysterious and bloody, and it goes against human nature. Naturally, it is necessary to create a myth that maintains its existence. In addition to the decree of the gods I just told you, there is another legend among the natives that is interdependent with oracles. That legend not only explains the origin of the storm ring, but also explains the origin of the dust-eating insect and the cause and effect of the blood sacrifice.

Legend has it that the three tribes of Aungshan, Jinsha and Shenhe avoided the disasters of the end of the world and crossed east to Baiyun Township, which the gods promised in their dreams. They made a covenant with the gods and no longer allowed other outsiders to land on the island, because the gods only chose them as the people who continued the new world.

The three tribes have always followed the agreement with the gods to live and work in this paradise. If there are Gentiles who occasionally drift over, the tribe will only give them three months of water and food, and then expel the Gentiles from the island to make another way to live."

This is like the embarrassing scene of the Shunshui townspeople who told me that they were so superficial when they first came to Baiyun Township.

"But one day an accident happened. A chief of the Aung San tribe was obsessed with a peerless beauty who had fallen on this island. He was confused and threw the will of the gods behind his head. The chief hid the beauty secretly on the top of the holy mountain. At that time, the holy mountain had not yet fallen into the mountain and fell in love with her. The two of them had a pair of children.

The good times did not last long, and nothing could be hidden from the eyes and ears of the gods. The sky changed color and the gods were furious. A meteor descended from the sky and fell to the holy mountain, hitting out an abyss that reached the Nine Netherlands. Flames spewed out from the abyss, burning the South Island where the Aung San tribe lived to a barren land, leaving only the chief and the beautiful child to survive.

A storm wall that connects to the sky rose outside Baiyun Township, so that no Gentile could enter this island, and no Baiyun native could go out.

Next is the great punishment after the God of Heaven's wrath stopped.

The beauty who charmed Chief Aung San showed her true face. It turned out to be the god of the god who transformed into a divine beast to test the loyalty of Chief Aung San to serve the god. The god of the god originally planned to select Aung San to ascend to heaven as his own god. Aung San did not pass the temptation, and the beast also concealed the affair between him and Aung San and said that he just ordered the beast to seduce Aung San and did not want it to have a husband-and-wife relationship with Aung San.

So the divine beast was cursed as a monster who was a dust-eating insect, deprived of the qualification to return to heaven, and was punished to guard the meteor who was falling in the holy mountain. When the god of heaven was furious, he threw one of his treasures down from the realm. Now the treasures were contaminated with mortal energy. It did not want to take them back, and it did not want others to get them, so the divine beast was simply punished by him to guard the meteor who was falling in the mortal world.

The dust-eating insects were ashamed to see people, so they rose up clouds and mist, blocking the mountain tops and the entrance to the treasure. However, when they recalled the glory in the sky in the past, the dust-eating insects were always uneasy and went to find people to eat too much to vent their anger. So every year, the Baiyun natives began to hold blood sacrifices to comfort it with boys and women, and the time was consistent with the festival of the gods on October 15. They regarded this sacrifice as repaying their ancestors' repentance to the gods before.

As a descendant of dust-eating insects, Aung San tribe, especially maintains this ceremony.

The children of the Aung San tribe have some demonic bloodlines, so the descendants they gave birth to may appear brave men who are inspired by dust-eating insects in every generation.

Although the Storm Ring prevents ordinary people from getting to Baiyun Township, it is not an obstacle for cultivators. The so-called "treasures of the gods falling into the mortal world" attracts cultivators to come here to explore treasures. The brave men who appeared in Dust-Eating Worm and Aung Sanbe are responsible for killing these individuals with bad intentions."

"So, Wang Qinian and you two Jindan Shunshui Town violated their double taboos, and the Aung San tribe cannot accept you in particular."

Murong Zhi said.

"Haha, I thought of a way of thinking. Since we all confirm that there is no god, the so-called legend of gods is simply a lie to cover up something."

I suddenly touched something and suddenly realized, "Stripping off the skin of the myth, in fact, all changes began with the fall of the meteor to the top of the holy mountain. The three Baiyun tribes were more ordinary refugee seamen than us. There was no Storm Ring. Although it was a bit difficult, the fleet led by the Jindan Realm could also land in Baiyun Township. After the meteor fell, the Storm Ring was created, which eliminated the possibility of new ordinary people landing on the island. Because that meteor was too important, the fewer outsiders explore the secrets of the meteor, the better."

Things are completely clear in my mind.

"The residents who are already on the island do not need to work hard to eliminate them. After all, they are hundreds of thousands of creatures. Killing them all will cause and effect entanglement, so just weave a myth to scare them. A powerful monster can make them half-believing and half-doubted blood sacrifices can almost make them believe it. The Aung San tribe is either a conspirator behind the scenes, or a chess piece behind the scenes, acting as the spreader and defender of this myth. The benefit they gain is that they can get the initiation of supernatural powers and become the powerful golden elixir who dominates the island through a method of high elimination and high death.

It is actually not necessary to create the above-mentioned magical phenomena without any fictional gods. Just a powerful cultivator is enough, and it is easy to explain whether it is wind and fog. As a god, the above-mentioned myth is too humane. I found that it combines many stories of third-rate men and women and gods and monsters. What are the divine beasts sent off from the world and the treasures that fell into the mortal world, they are all ghosts. It is clearly a treasure mine in the sky that fell on the island and was discovered by a powerful cultivator. He sealed the treasure mine without leaking the spiritual energy outward, and then sent a monster to watch it. The blood sacrifice is the monster to solve the food problems every year.

Those cultivators who came here to find the truth will of course be killed by monsters and Aung San.

Everything is done under the name of the gods! I don’t know that the natives of the cultivators think it is a miracle, but in my opinion they are all collections of deceptions.”

My reasoning is finished.

Wang Qitai nodded.

"What about physical evidence?"

Murong Zhi reminded, "Your reasoning is novel. I also support it is not the gods, but the cultivator. But you cannot overestimate the value of meteors. If it is really a great treasure, the cultivator behind the scenes will not be sealed here for five hundred years. Such a defense mechanism is not enough to deal with the Nascent Soul-level masters. I think the meteor in the valley of the Falling Star Mountain should be a medium-grade spiritual vein, which is attractive to people with the Golden Pill. That cultivator cannot use this spiritual vein for the time being, and reserve it on the island with a short-lived attitude, just like we reserve food for winter. The reason why I consider this issue is that if it is a spiritual vein or treasure that is too hot, the cultivator will personally stop us from buying, and we will be in vain at that time."

"Your personality is different from Xiaokong. Even if you see the context of the development of things clearly, you can think carefully and ensure that you are perfect. It's really a match for you to be together."

Wang Qitai praised it.

Murong Zhi's face turned red, and I was embarrassed.

"Brother has seen that meteor."

"oh?"
Chapter completed!