Chapter 397 The Banquet of the Gods

Night falls.

It’s a lively time for both sides of the river to be decorated with lights and colorful lights.

Yan Jing sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, holding a fishing rod in his hand and wearing a bamboo hat, looking at the parade rehearsing in the corridor ahead.

The fishing rod trembled slightly, and the float on the river suddenly sank, creating several ripples.

He suddenly lifted the fishing rod, and a fat fish flew into the air, its watery scales reflecting the lights on both sides of the bank.

Its struggle is doomed to be in vain.

"Your Majesty! It's begun!"

Lu Qing's shout came from behind. He was on the second floor of the attic, and they would "ascend" to the spirit world from there later.

Other Fallen Angel believers are still performing rituals prepared in advance in the cabin.

Yan Jing swung the rod and threw the fish directly to the boatman not far away. Yan Jing turned over and got off the bow of the boat and said hello.

"Keep this fish for me, I'll eat it when I get back."

"The fish in this river are very delicious. When we achieve great things, we will have as many fresh and delicious fish as you want in Zuixianlou, Fengdu City!"

Lu Qing stood at the top of the stairs and faced Yan Jing. Seeing his actions below, he couldn't help but say.

"You don't understand, the fish you catch yourself tastes special."

After brushing off the dust from his clothes, Yan Jing smiled, shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

The two of them entered the second floor of the attic one after another. The water basin was once again placed on the altar table inside. The lotus flowers inside were about to bloom. They looked around and found that the two guides were also there, kneeling in front of the altar table to worship devoutly.

"There are only a few of us here, which means that everyone else is down there. I have a question. Do they also enter the spiritual world through lotus seeds?"

His eyes briefly paused on the old beggar and the strong man, and Yan Jing suddenly asked.

As someone who has personally experienced "ascension", Yan Jing is very aware of the effect of that lotus seed.

To a certain extent, the role of lotus seeds is similar to a ticket between the real world and the spiritual world. The holder will not be harmed in this process. If there are no lotus seeds as a guarantee, I am afraid it will be a different situation.

You must know that the spirit world is a gathering place of evil energy, and they do not care about the identity of the fallen angel believers.

If you live in the spiritual world for a long time without the protection of lotus seeds, the erosion of evil energy will continue all the time.

"If you want to achieve a great cause, sacrifice is inevitable. They are lucky enough to ascend to the spiritual world one step ahead of us and dedicate everything they have to the great cause. I don't think anyone will refuse."

After all, Lu Qing's identity was different from that of the Fallen Angel believers. He had obviously received the news in advance, or he had sensed the special nature of this God-conferring Banquet from the internal arrangements of the Shintoists.

The dead have to be turned into "corpse immortals" to be used, let alone the living.

There is no doubt that Yan Jing's speculation is accurate.

The Shintoists attacked the evidence technology bureau and used both kindness and power to gather this group of fallen angel believers.

Their fate was sealed from the beginning.

The Shinto people have no intention of letting outsiders share their achievements.

Yan Jing didn't have any resistance to this. After all, they were all crazy scum that had been deeply corrupted by evil spirits. Dying here would make Fengdu City's future better, so he walked straight to the altar table and said casually,

"Then we have to thank them properly. When I succeed in my ascension, I will send someone to burn some paper money for them every year."

"Haha~ Your kindness is really touching."

Waving his hands to signal the two people in front of the altar table to move away, Lu Qing spared no effort in patting the horse.

In his opinion, the person in front of him will become a big shot in Fengdu City sooner or later, and he discovered it himself. This friendship can wait until tomorrow, and the resources that can be exchanged for it are immeasurable. Naturally, he must hold on to this person until it happens.

A thigh.

Lu Qing personally lit the unusual devotional incense.

The lotus seeds flew out from the blooming lotus just like before.

Several people sat cross-legged and swallowed lotus seeds. A purple-gray halo lingered around them, and right below them, a group of Fallen Angel believers were crowding into the magic circle that Lu Qing had led and arranged in advance.

In order to get a good position, everyone is working hard to get themselves closer to the core of the magic circle.

There was also a water basin there, but the lotus flowers growing inside exuded a strange phosphorescence, both in size and color, and filled with a frown-inducing smell.

The maroon petals bloom, and a black-purple halo spreads around.

The bodies of the Fallen Angel believers began to fade, and eventually disappeared from the same place, as did the Yan Jing people above.

The core members of the Shinto community were already waiting for them in the spiritual world.

Almost at the same time Yan Jing disappeared from this world.

Bai Ruosu, who was in the court case, sensed this and stood up from her chair suddenly, looking at the colleagues standing in front of her.

"When the messenger enters the spiritual world, he immediately begins to locate himself!"

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Yan Jing's true identity is only known to Hades and Bai Ruosu. On the side of Sanfa Division, he is still the messenger of Hades, but this time he has been certified by Hades.

After receiving the order, the ritual array arranged under the Judgment Hall immediately began to operate.

Bai Ruosu sat back in her seat, in the center of the entire ritual circle. She quietly watched her colleagues running around, until the nearby metal ring track originally embedded in the ground rose up, and the stars appeared out of thin air beside her.

Taking out the Yama Ling he had just acquired from his waist, Bai Ruosu immersed himself in it according to the previous plan.

Through the soul warrior contract, Bai Ruosu pursues the direction of the soul on the other side, and in the starry sky around her, a hazy light blue streamer wanders uncertainly.

To prevent exposure.

The ritual array provided by Hades will not affect Yan Jing during its operation, let alone cause any abnormality in his body.

In fact, Yan Jing, who had just entered the spiritual world, was completely unaware of the tracking from the Sanfa Division.

The spiritual wonderland is still in front of us, but the Lingxiao Palace that should have appeared in front has disappeared. Instead, there is a mountain with beautiful scenery appearing in the clouds and mist in the distance, and on the mountainside, there seem to be many buildings.

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The scale of the spiritual world seems to be larger than imagined.

"Your Majesty, the feast of the Conferment of Gods is about to begin. Let's not wait here and set off quickly."

Lu Qing's voice came from beside him. Yan Jing looked away, turned around and looked over, his expression startled.

Just like Yan Jing's changes after entering the spirit world, the appearance of the people who followed him also changed. Lu Qing looked more and more like a scholar-swordsman, wearing a white robe and carrying a sword on his back.

Carved with an evil beast.

The situation of the other two people is similar.

Yan Jing's mind immediately flashed to the phantoms of the immortals and gods he had seen in the Lingxiao Palace. At that time, he thought they were similar, but now it seems that they are the immortals that this group of people believe in.

It's just that their bodies corroded by evil spirits are doomed to never achieve the ascension of their dreams, and they can only transform into the most filthy and twisted existences in their imaginations.

"That's where the Conferment of Gods Banquet is held?"

Walking on the auspicious clouds, Yan Jing noticed that dozens of figures appeared one after another in the nearby clouds, and couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, the front is Yaochi Wonderland. We have prepared fine wine and food there, elixir and flat peaches. It can be regarded as a celebration banquet before achieving a great cause. After all, many comrades will have to sacrifice themselves soon."

Lu Qing looked at Yaochi Wonderland with a look of yearning on his face.

As the distance gets closer, the fairyland of Yaochi on the mountainside becomes clearer and clearer. Regardless of the surrounding pavilions and pavilions, Yaochi, where the banquet is held, occupies most of the area.

On the vibrant lotus pond, there is a covered bridge made of white jade, which is filled with fairy spirit. The central platform is built around a huge peach tree, and the surrounding tables are filled with melons and fruits.

Not only that, Yan Jing also saw clearly the figures gathering from all directions at this time. They were all fallen angel believers whose clothes and appearance had been transformed by the spiritual world and became more like gods.

A fat man with bare chest and bare feet, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, his laughter can be heard from a long distance.

The three people, brightly dressed, with beautiful beards on their faces, dressed as scholars, walked together, holding jade nectar in their hands.

Not far away, there is a particularly eye-catching pair of men and women. The man has a strange face, a bird face and a thunderous mouth, and is holding a pair of hammer drills. The woman is particularly beautiful, holding two round mirrors with golden light shining on them.

A few minutes ago, they were crowded in the room of the cruise ship. They were a group of poor people who were in panic and could only survive by hugging each other for warmth or letting others drive them around.

Now, a few minutes later, they have become what they most wanted to be, stepping on the auspicious clouds, walking back and forth in the fairyland.

There is no doubt that they are extremely intoxicated by this fantasy.

After the auspicious clouds fell to the ground, they dispersed into the clouds and mist between the covered bridges. The beautiful fairy music lingered in the ears, and the air was filled with the fragrance of food. Yan Jing walked in the front, striding towards the peach tree in front.

Behind the most luxurious desks under the trees, several figures that had been seen before appeared one after another.

It's just different from the previous glimpse. After returning to the present world, Yan Jing used Bai Ruosu's channels to check their identities and already knew their identities.

Master Daojun and Marshal Tianpeng were at one table, the four heavenly kings were at two separate tables, and Erlang Shen was occupying one table in the middle.

These seven are the core members of the Shinto community.

When dozens of people landed on the ground saw this scene, they immediately guessed the identities of the people in front of them, and they all bowed down in unison and called them gods.

"All of you, my colleagues, are here today to participate in this grand event. It is truly our blessing and the blessing of heaven. Sit down, fill your bowl with wine, and dance!"

Judging from the seating arrangement alone, this Erlang Shen was obviously the leader of the Shinto community. He raised his wine glass and shouted, and suddenly white cranes flew down from the sky and landed on the Yaochi, transforming into beautiful fairies and dancing in harmony with the fairy music.

The tense atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed. The immortals took their seats, and Yan Jing sat directly next to Mr. Daojun. Lu Qing took advantage of it and sat with him.

'It's said to be a banquet to confer gods, but why can't we see only the banquet but not the conferral of gods?'

Picking up a plump-colored flat peach, Yan Jing was surprised and subconsciously wanted to take a bite.

But as soon as the flat peach reached his mouth, Lu Wu's golden eyes gave the first hint.

This stuff is poisonous.

No, maybe it shouldn't be simply called "poison". To be precise, this flat peach is filled with evil energy.

Thinking about it, this spiritual world is originally a strange space created by evil spirits. How can the plants growing in this environment be normal? It would be weird if they were not polluted.

"Fellow Taoist, this flat peach is a great tonic. I took it out today to achieve a great cause. Don't waste it."

Marshal Tianpeng on the side had a flat peach stuffed in his mouth and the juice from chewing was overflowing. He was still holding a wine glass in his hand. He noticed Yan Jing's actions and couldn't help but remind him.

"Haha~ I just said that this flat peach is a little different from what I imagined. It is indeed a rare and good thing."

Seeing the eyes of the people around him turned towards him, Yan Jing didn't waste any time. He gnawed clean the flat peach in his hand in a few mouthfuls and threw the peach core into the plate. Only then did Marshal Tianpeng and others look back with satisfaction.

The moment the peach meat enters the mouth, it turns into evil energy. For those who are not followers of the Fallen Angel, this is the most terrifying poison in the world, but Yan Jing doesn't care much about it.

With the dragon, tiger and Yama statues protecting the body, this evil energy only needs to be counteracted by the power of faith.

On the contrary, the surrounding Fallen Angel believers were completely trapped in this trap built in the name of the banquet.

For the core members of the Shinto Sect, these peaches and fine wine are indeed great tonics, which can not only increase their strength, but also reach their peak condition.

However, ordinary Fallen Angel believers do not have the physique to perfectly digest this energy.

A few flat peaches and a few glasses of fine wine were in their mouths. While realizing the benefits of these things, these guys didn't even notice that their bodies were becoming weirder and weirder under the wash of evil energy.

The appearance of the gods completely bewitched their thinking. They gave up thinking and indulged in the fairyland. They obviously did not think about what would happen when the evil energy in the body exceeded a certain limit.

Of course, Yan Jing felt that these people wouldn't care even if they knew.

Looking up, the barefoot fat man's body became more and more bloated, and a dark green fluorescence shone in his belly. The saliva hanging from his mouth was mixed with the wine, and his previous cheerful appearance completely disappeared.

The three scholars sitting together at the same desk lost their previous elegant appearance. They competed with each other for the food and wine on the table. Their arms were entangled with each other, their legs under their robes were entangled together, and their torsos were also entangled.

Then they gradually got closer and formed into an indescribably terrifying mass of flesh.

The pair of men and women with extremely different appearances are also not immune.

The man's already weird appearance became more exaggerated, with a pair of gray-black bat wings growing out of his back. The clothes on his body were torn, revealing dark lines all over his chest and back.

The woman's originally beautiful appearance also completely collapsed. The round mirror she held in her hand had grown to her shoulders at some point, and was connected by flesh and blood meridians.

The remaining dozens of fallen angel believers showed a tendency of alienation without exception.

Only the core members of the Shinto community and Yan Jing still maintained their normal form, looking at the Immortal Ascension Conference ahead while talking and laughing.

Only then did Yan Jing fully understand the Shintoists' intentions in hosting this banquet.

Let these people "ascend to immortality" first and fully unleash their potential, so that they can later become gods!

I was pretty lucky. I got better after a day, but my waist and head still hurt, and it was difficult to concentrate.

Recently, there will be fewer updates, and you can only keep as much as possible.

Please forgive me for all readers ~

I wish everyone good health ~
Chapter completed!