Chapter 295 A World Where People Eat Gods
After the stone houses were allocated, Marquis Zhongyong Li Xian brought Zhou Tieyi and everyone else who came in this time went down to the Thousand Gods Pit for the first time. They came to the first level of the Thousand Gods Pit, where many stone tablets were erected. All of them were black and smooth like mirrors.

Li Xian smiled and said to Zhou Tieyi with a bit of show-off, "Master Zhou, do you know why the Thousand Gods Pit in my Great Xia Soldier Tomb is inexhaustible?"

Zhou Tieyi was also a little curious.

Because according to Huang Yuquan, by passing the trial of the Thousand Gods Pit, one can obtain treasures such as the flesh and blood of gods, fragments of the kingdom of God, and so on.

Even if there were many gods who participated in the last battle, after three hundred years, the remaining power of gods in the Thousand Gods Pit should have become less and less. But looking at Li Xian's appearance, the Thousand Gods Pit may have other secrets, which are enough to become the long-term foundation of Daxia.

Li Xian pointed at a stone tablet in front of him, and his voice was easily transmitted to everyone's ears, "This Thousand Gods Pit is divided into six layers. From top to bottom, there are stone tablets on each layer. Each stone tablet seals a god. There are 722 gods sealed in the first layer, all of them are sixth-grade. Lord Zhou, please take a look."

Zhou Tieyi glanced at Yuchi Pojun who looked calm next to him, then stepped forward and looked at the stone tablet in front of him. Suddenly, a strong attraction came from the stone tablet. This attraction was like the rules within the Thousand Gods Pit itself. Zhou Tieyi hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward following this attraction. After a moment, he felt like he was traveling through the "lake".

This feeling may not be familiar to others, but Zhou Tieyi is very familiar with it, because when he usurped the Taoist orthodoxy through the divine power of usurping gods, or when he resurrected the dead god Cao Shan, he passed through this kind of "lake water".

This "lake water" itself seems to be a collection of some kind of time force.

But this time he didn't pull others out of the lake, but he entered the lake and entered a certain historical moment.

This was a battlefield filled with sounds of killing. Zhou Tieyi could clearly sense that powerful lives were constantly falling and disappearing in the outer circle. There were several auras in the sky that were like the sun and the moon, crisscrossing each other. In the dark night and thick clouds, rainbow lights were formed that stretched for thousands of miles. But it was like watching a movie through a screen. This time he could only sense it and didn't even know what was happening.

Only what is before our eyes is real.

It was a standing divine general, nearly ten feet tall, holding a two-handed mountain-splitting axe that was almost as tall as him. His armor was torn and covered in blood.

When Zhou Tieyi appeared in the wilderness, Li Xian's voice penetrated the lake and called out softly, "Zaligu."

This was like a motto. The god standing in the wilderness suddenly opened his eyes and roared in a hoarse voice, "Kill!"

On the first level of the Thousand Gods Pit, the others who had gathered around looked at the black stone tablet, only to see that this wordless stone tablet had three strange characters added to it since who knows when.

Many of the noble families had heard that this was the sacred text circulated in Yuanmeng, and that it was older than the current characters of Daxia. However, in Daxia, like the Yunlu, it was a heresy that was forbidden to be spread.

Those who guessed that this was a divine text also guessed that this was probably the name that Marquis Zhongyong had just called out.

This black stone tablet is like a lake mirror, reflecting not only the three sacred texts, but also the battlefield inside.

Like a mad bull, the sixth-rank divine general rushed towards Zhou Tieyi, who seemed to be still thinking about the situation. The distance of a hundred feet was only two breaths for him.

The terrifying splitting axe in his hand was raised high, pure power gathered on the axe, and then the splitting axe fell directly down with a tremendous force.

Many people's eyes narrowed slightly. They had all heard of Zhou Tieyi's strength. He had used talismans to injure a fourth-rank scholar and had a record of killing a fifth-rank novelist. However, everyone only learned about these two records through newspapers. It was like listening to legends. They felt awe in their hearts, but it still felt a little unreal.

The next moment, they witnessed the legend reflected into reality.

The huge contrast even made them open their mouths slightly, wondering if what they saw was real.

Zhou Tieyi casually raised his hand and gently grabbed the fallen axe, without any fancy moves, as if he was doing an ordinary little thing.

The sharp axe blade that could cut through mountains fell on Zhou Tieyi's palm. There was a thin layer of air between them, but it could never touch the flesh and blood of Zhou Tieyi's palm.

This was a usage of the Five Finger Mountain that evolved again after Zhou Tieyi absorbed the 'lotus petal'. Now his Five Finger Mountain was no longer just able to divide the boundaries between the inner and outer worlds, but also put psychological pressure on the enemy.

With the lotus petals as the foundation, even though Zhou Tieyi is not yet able to re-open up the sky within the lotus petals, he can still use the lotus petals to form a boundary in his palms. When using the Five Finger Mountain, his palms are like a pair of boxing gloves named 'Empty' that are made of Buddha's flames.

Zhou Tieyi raised his head and looked at the god general named Zhaligu, "You are too tall."

The next moment, he pressed down with his palm grasping the axe blade, and the power of qi and blood formed a three-meter-tall martial arts body behind Zhou Tieyi.

The terrifying power was transmitted back to Zhaligu through the connected mountain axes. This was the combined power of hundreds of seventh-grade warriors, directly crossing the boundary between low-grade and middle-grade, pressing on every inch of muscle and bone from top to bottom.

The sound of bones breaking rang out one after another. In the eyes of everyone, Zhaligu was like being suddenly stuffed into a mountain. The soil and rocks in the mountain were squeezing inward. Unless his entire body was forged to be indestructible, as long as there was a slight flaw in his body, he would be easily crushed and shattered by the power of the mountain.

With broken bones and twisted muscles, the ten-foot-tall Zhaligu was crushed into only half a foot. Zhou Tieyi then looked down at Zhaligu and pressed with his hands. The force continued to press downward, crushing and destroying this divine general bit by bit from his muscles to his spirit.

The next moment, under the influence of some rules, a mass of pure flesh and blood along with two dragon seals fell into Zhou Tieyi's hands, and Zhou Tieyi was instantly teleported out of the stone tablet.

After leaving the stone tablet, Zhou Tieyi seemed to be still thinking about Zhaligu's sudden attack on him.

He was not thinking about the moves of this sixth-rank general, but the source of his power. After pondering for a moment, in silence, Zhou Tieyi looked at Li Xian beside him and asked, "It seems that this stone tablet cannot use all the power except its own. I can't even borrow a little bit of the ancestral energy of heaven and earth."

Li Xian opened his mouth. He had not said anything just now, but directly let Zhou Tieyi in. Naturally, he was testing him. This was also what a living royal relative asked his uncle to do.

The actual result was beyond previous expectations. Li Xian did not directly answer Zhou Tieyi's doubts, but asked, "Are you really an eighth-grade martial artist?"

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "I happened to break through to the seventh rank a few days ago, but I have been busy with work recently and haven't had time to hold a banquet to celebrate."

Zhou Tieyi's words silenced everyone present. Although reaching the seventh level of martial arts in just four months was already shocking enough, what was even more shocking was the strength Zhou Tieyi had just demonstrated.

How could this be the seventh rank in martial arts? A sixth rank divine general in Zhou Tieyi's hands was as weak as a child and had no power to resist. Only in history books were there similar records about those great figures who would become the first rank in the future.

For example, during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a great scholar named Hong Shi. When he was young, he encountered a dragon born from the virtue of fire. At that time, Hong Shi was only a seventh-rank official. In order to protect the people behind him, he went forward with a sword in hand to fight with the dragon, and finally killed it.

In the following decades, he entered the government and helped the Yellow Emperor to rule the State of Yan, thus defeating the Red Emperor's rule of the State of Qi in one fell swoop.

People call it "the virtue of mountain torrents breaking fire".

Zhou Tieyi answered his own question, and Li Xian replied, "The world in each stone tablet is the battlefield of the past. It exists in the long river of history and naturally cannot borrow any ancestral energy of the world in this world. It can only consume the power that enters the human body."

The long river of history?

The historian's method?
However, this time Zhou Tieyi did not ask directly. He looked at the stone tablet again. The three divine characters on the stone tablet had disappeared, and everything returned to calm again. Even his memory of the name of the divine general just now became blurred.

If it weren't for the magical power of usurping God, he probably wouldn't have remembered the three words that Li Xian had just shouted.

Zhou Tieyi looked at the ball of flesh and blood containing the dragon seal in his hand again. This ball of flesh and blood was crystal clear, like jelly, and there was a faint layer of flowing light.

Perhaps to give in to the test just now, Li Xian spoke out the secret of why the Thousand Gods Pit would not become smaller and smaller, "Master Zhou, do you know why the gods sealed here are at least sixth-rank gods?"

With this reminder, Zhou Tieyi understood it instantly. He said softly, "Because the sixth rank is called 'Transmitting Divine Name'."

Li Xian smiled, "Yes, the sixth rank is called 'The Name of the Gods'." He did not hide it from the people around him in the God-Slaying Division, because it was not a secret for the front-line combat troops.

"After reaching the sixth level of Shinto, even if their golden bodies are shattered, as long as their divine names spread, they can gather strength and return."

"During the founding war, this battlefield was already connected to Daxia. We cannot completely cover up the existence of this battlefield, because that would be a denial of the foundation of Daxia. So after Taizu ascended the throne, he and the historian sealed the gods who fell here with the help of the battlefield that almost broke the yin and yang order."

"Their names will spread along with the existence of Daxia, and they will slowly revive by accumulating strength from time. Once they revive to a certain level, we will enter the original battlefield and kill them again, plundering their power after revival."

"So sometimes, the immortality of gods is not a good thing."

Li Xian suddenly looked at the people around him, and there was a hint of warning in his tone.

The God-Slaying Division is a force that kills gods, and they are also the group of people closest to the gods' orthodoxy. Under the powerful strength of the gods, especially the temptation of immortality, there are many people in the God-Slaying Division who want to obtain the power of the gods.

To use Zhou Tieyi’s words from his previous life, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

Zhou Tieyi collected the flesh and blood in his hand and said with a smile, "Eat it from the enemy."

Li Xian nodded, and then instructed the people present, "If you have the ability, you can try to obtain the name of the god from the Yulin Army, and then enter the stone tablet and defeat the gods inside. You will be able to obtain the flesh and blood accumulated by the other party, and even the fragments of the kingdom of God... Of course, you are the worst group of people I have ever led into the soldiers' tomb, so you'd better not think about the fragments of the kingdom of God, otherwise you will die without knowing how you died."

In the past, those who entered the Soldiers' Tomb of Daxia were all elite front-line combat troops who had made great contributions. Their strength was far stronger than the people who were shoved in casually this time. The strongest generals among them naturally had the strength to fight against the third-rank gods, and thus obtain the fragments of the kingdom of God that the other party had finally re-condensed.

It's really a simple and crude trial.

Zhou Tieyi thought in his heart, yes, for the founding emperor and military strategists who established this place, this kind of direct actual combat can best reflect whether the people who enter are qualified to gain power.

A man who was closer, obviously the son of a local aristocratic family who had been pampered, asked in a low voice, "If we lose the battle, you should be able to rescue us, right?"

Li Xian sneered, "Daxia doesn't keep useless people!"

The four thousand people who were brought in felt a mixture of love and hate when they saw the numerous stone tablets in front of them.

Many of them actually have strength above the sixth rank, such as the centurions in various places like Uncle Qing.

But they are older, have seen more of the world, and are naturally more slick.

So the first thing they thought of was the Yulin Army. They had been stationed here for so long, so they naturally knew that the gods sealed in those stone tablets were relatively weak, so they were naturally the easiest to start with.

The ghost soldiers of the Yulin Army accepted all these requests. The ghost soldier in front of Uncle Qing pinched his fingers, and Uncle Qing immediately understood and took out the pill from his arms.

Naturally, they didn't have high-end items like storage bags, so they all brought supplies and pills with them when they came in this time.

However, facing the sixth-grade elixir that Uncle Qing took out, the ghost soldiers were dismissive and said, "Are you crazy? We are souls, and these ordinary elixirs are no longer useful to us."

Uncle Qing suddenly realized that even a sixth-grade Taoist elixir like the Tiger and Leopard Renewing Marrow Pill only worked on the physical body and could not be absorbed by the soul at all. However, each pill that could directly nourish the spirit and soul was extremely precious and most of them were of the fourth grade or above. He simply could not get any of them.

Suddenly, the ghost soldier came up with a good idea. "How about this? You release the blood and energy restrictions, let me take a few sips, and then you take the pills to recover?"

Uncle Qing was stunned. Can it be done this way?
He hesitated for a moment, "But recovery will take time..."

The ghost soldier snorted coldly, "I can't control this."

At this time, some brave people have begun to try. Two ghost soldiers gathered in front of a local centurion and sucked hard. The blood on the warrior's face quickly turned pale. Even though he had the foundation of refining the Gang, in front of this group of ghost soldiers who were as hungry as wolves and tigers and had been hungry for who knows how many years, the warrior's blood and energy quickly dissipated. He was so anxious that he shouted, "Enough, enough!"

But these two ghost soldiers couldn't care less about so many things. Although they, the Yulin Army, received the best treatment, it was only relative. Such vigorous and fresh blood was like a feast in front of the ghost soldiers.

Just as the warrior was about to resist, more ghost soldiers gathered around him and looked at him with cold eyes.

The local captain was so frightened that he dared not move.

The Yin Qi of the two Yin soldiers was like a chain, easily locking him in place. After Meimei had a full meal, the local captain felt that his foundation had begun to be damaged. The two Yin soldiers stopped and patted each other's face with their cold palms like cold mist. "We brothers didn't get the benefits for nothing. Remember this name."

After saying this, the ghost soldier said a name, but it only entered the ears of the local captain.

People eat gods, ghosts eat people.

Zhou Tieyi commented in his heart.

He looked at the stone tablet further down, where there was a stone tablet containing the third-grade deity.

He discovered one thing in the battle just now, that is, he could not mobilize the ancestral qi of heaven and earth, and the god who gathered strength and returned in the stone tablet could not mobilize the ancestral qi of heaven and earth either. In other words, the strength of both sides was limited. In this way, he might be able to try to kill the third-grade god.

Of course, Zhou Tieyi just thought about it and gave up on it.

Because the effort is too great and the reward is too small.

If you encounter a difficult third-grade god, you may have to pay with many treasures such as the [Dark Drum of the Universe] Talisman, but what you gain is merely the incomplete fragments of the kingdom of God gathered by the third-grade gods.

Being able to obtain the other party's artifact is almost like stealing the divine power.

But if that happens, the stone tablet here will definitely react, and the great secret of his ability to steal the divine power will be exposed.

It would be better to wait a few more days. Even if it consumes resources, hunting down a complete god is always more valuable than getting some fragments of the kingdom of God.

Zhou Tieyi led the Zhou family's 300 guards out, and Shen Tuyuan and others followed closely. Li Xian was a little curious, and he continued to ask tentatively, "Master Zhou, don't you want to try the stone tablets of the fifth-grade gods and the fourth-grade gods?"

Through the manifestation of this stone tablet, he could truly understand Zhou Tieyi's strength, and could reveal more information to the clan relative outside, which was also worthy of the treasure he gave to him.

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said, "No, I heard that there are other secret places in the soldier's tomb, and I want to go and take a look."

In addition to Zhou Tieyi's group, there were another group of 'small flags' and 'general flags'. The power they displayed showed a hint of compassion and peace. They were obviously the people that the Buddhists had sent to the God-Slaying Division. One of the leaders showed a private order in front of Li Xian, "We want to go to the cemetery to pay our respects to the relics of the eminent monks. We hope that Marquis Zhongyong will lead the way."

Zhou Tieyi stopped and said, "What a coincidence. I also want to go to the cemetery. How about we go together?"

The leader looked at Zhou Tieyi and sighed in his heart. They, the Buddhists, naturally had no reason to stop Zhou Tieyi from going to the secret place of the Cemetery, so he put his palms together and said, "Master Zhou, please come in."

(End of this chapter)