i have a sword fairy

But he was afraid that Gu Yiwu and the others would be embarrassed to jump after they knew about it, so he explained it, and only said that it was an ancient sacrificial ritual from an ancient book.

Moreover, Zhao Rong also thoughtfully added a stick to brother Yiwu to let him let go of the dance...

The second thing is that the core of this wonderful ritual dance is not twisting, or even dancing.

It was the action of Gu Yiwu and the others stepping on their feet.

That's why Zhao Rong didn't go to the Dugu family to borrow the string music to leave the girls to dance, because how could these girls show off the aura of the big men on the stage?

at this time.

Under the altar of earth established in accordance with the principle of round sky and local area.

Dressed in white clothes, the young Confucian scholar stood still, closing his eyes slightly, and listened for a while to the sound of stamping on the ground like "the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking".

"...Oh, Brother Wu is still modest, he can't do it, the stick is flying up, and the effect of stepping on the ground is surprisingly good. It's this kind of momentum, stepping out of a tiger's wind, stepping out of a fast-paced, stepping out of a life that seems like a world away. ...Wake up all the masters of the land, if they really exist, then take a good look at my gift..."

At a certain moment, the young Confucian scholar smiled.

He turned around directly, facing the crowd, and opened the sacred decree in his hand, matching the great ceremony of the young emperor Dali bowing to the ground on the top of the altar.

Loudly read out the words of praise to the spirit of the earth.

Right now, with Zhao Rong's clear voice blending with the hard-working stomping sounds of the Confucian scholars, the entire audience was shaken.

The doubting and criticizing crowd gradually quieted down, stopped making noise, and watched and listened to this earth altar sacrifice.

But it is different from the stringed women who are suppressing doubts, and Dugu who is frowning and annoyed.

At the end of the crowd, a certain old-fashioned female gentleman with a calm and casual expression, now his eyes seemed to be glued to something.

She stared at the student surnamed Zhao with a bright smile on the stage without blinking, and the students who were dancing the 'twist yangko dance'.

Meng Zhengjun, who was in the crowd, did not show the slightest sign of being amused like the others around him.

in contrast.

Her face was serious, and someone took a step forward, avoiding the crowd blocking her view.

Silently stared at the top for a while.

The more I watched, the more silent I became.

In the entire Dali, before this, only she, the etiquette teacher, probably knew that in etiquette, the language of the earth is 'earthquake'.

The old-fashioned polite lady narrowed her eyes.

So this is... that kid's newly designed land-reporting gift!

……

Chapter 5: The Great Ceremony of Fengchan ([-])

On the east side of the foot of Jiyue Mountain.

On an auspicious hill full of rare and exotic animals, the ceremony of reporting the earth on the square earth altar is still going on.

In the clear singing of the young Confucian scholar in white clothes like snow.

On the top of the altar, the Young Emperor Dali, who was wearing a bright yellow dress, knelt down devoutly.

At the bottom of the altar, a group of Confucian scholars danced in strange poses.

The people of Dali almost crowded the hill, watching silently together with the dignitaries of Li court headed by the Dugu family.

The crowd didn't notice that the gaze of a certain old-fashioned female gentleman, who was originally calm, gradually changed when she looked at the stage, and the whole person became more and more silent.

The ceremony on the altar, except for the extra link of the sudden "dance" at the beginning, everything else was carried out step by step.

About half an hour later, the process of Ditan will be introduced.

The Young Emperor Dali solemnly stepped down from the altar, under the altar, a crowd of priests and Confucian scholars had already arrived in a cart and waited.

The cattail cart is drawn by nine white horses, and the wheels are wrapped with cattail cattails to avoid damage to the grass, trees, soil and rocks on the mountain road.

The Young Emperor Dali boarded the chariot, and Zhao Rong, who was the chief priest, acted as the coachman.

The pu chariot drove, and the other Confucian priests followed closely behind the young emperor's chariot, not exceeding one step.

The Dugu family led the officials and the people of Dali, accompanied the young emperor in his car, and followed closely behind.

The crowd was like a gap opened in the dead Bitan, and the still water flowed, rushing towards the gap.

In the front, a young Confucian scholar in white, carrying the young Emperor Dali, drove westward all the way to the top of the Moon Festival.

……

This is a deserted ruin.

It may have been a magnificent city once, but no one knows who built it, but now there are only ruins left on the ground.

The ruins are full of Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers.

All the buildings have withered, only the flowers of the bright moon stubbornly stick out from the cracks or rocks of the collapsed ancient buildings, and bloom to their heart's content.

The surroundings and the top of this ruined city are all dark stone walls.

Old and hard, I don't know the age.

However, it is full of traces of the years, and occasionally there are a few murals left behind, which have long been washed away by the long river of time, and the few remaining paintings arouse people's imagination.

Here seems to be a hollowed out underground, like a huge ancient sarcophagus, carefully sealing up the ruins.

The entire space is in the shape of a circular frustum, which becomes narrower as it goes up, until it reaches a circular dome.

I don't know where it is located, it's an unknowable place.

There is an ancient and stale smell in the ruins, and the air is extremely silent, as if the heavy mud of history has been poured into the sarcophagus, which is so solidified that it is difficult to breathe.

The atmosphere was unspeakably barren and desolate.

Among the ruins, occasionally there are some strange buildings, and the terrible prohibition seems to be still there.

The style of these ancient buildings has an exotic style, and it also reveals a little mystery.

Besides the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers blooming all over the ground, the only source of light in the ruins of this unknown place comes from the dome above.

The dome is very strange.

round.

Half of it was pitch-black rock, and the other half... was a crescent moon.

A first-quarter moon in the shape of azure glass.

To be precise, it is a dome made of azure colored glass, shaped like a crescent moon.

It complements the dome of the rock, forming the circular top.

At this time, above the ruins, a light blue light shines through the blue glazed crescent dome.

Therefore, this is a ruin shrouded in light blue light.

On the top of the glazed dome, there is an unknown liquid substance, which seems to be constantly flowing and changing.

As a result, the light blue light leaking from it kept changing continuously.

Sometimes it is strong and sometimes it falls, and sometimes it is weak and sometimes it is thick.

Form a strange and dreamy picture.

Because of the position of the crescent glass dome and the refraction of light.

This quiet and changing light blue light fell on the ruins below, and it was also uneven.

Among them, there is a place with the most radiance, which is a strange pavilion located near the center of the ruins.

The pavilion is made of pure crystal material, as are the tables and chairs in the pavilion.

At this time, under the light of light blue light.

The crystal pavilion shines brightly and is very shiny.

It is also a relatively well-preserved building in the entire ruins. Compared with the surrounding dilapidated and collapsed buildings, the crystal diamond-like material seems to make it more resistant to the washing of time and water.

Stand firm.

Around the crystal pavilion, there is a hot spring pool, which is actually running water, and steaming hot spring water is continuously emerging from the spring eyes at the bottom of the pool...

It added a bit of vitality to the entire ancient and dilapidated ruins.

Beside the hot spring pool, Nine Heavens Hangong flowers are blooming, and compared to other places, they are extraordinarily prosperous.

At this moment, if a young Confucian scholar is present, the combination of the pavilion and the hot spring pool will definitely make him feel very familiar.

It seems that I have seen it somewhere not long ago...

However, there is no beauty couch in the Crystal Pavilion at this time.

There are only tables and chairs carved in crystal.

The arc is perfect like a work of art.

But these are not the most eye-catching objects in the pavilion at the moment.

Inside the pavilion, on the crystal table, an extremely clean palace dress was quietly placed.

It is neatly folded without a trace of wrinkle, and placed beside the edge of the table, it seems that it is convenient for its owner to pick it up.

I don't know what material this neatly folded palace dress is made of. The soft fabric is blue-gold in color.

At first glance, people feel extremely noble!Not vulgar.

At the same time, the fabric exudes a hazy milky white halo, like the full moonlight.

This is also the only place in the entire desolate ruins where human traces exist.

I don't know who it is, who has entered this ancient and lifeless ruins, and neatly placed this elegant and noble palace dress on this crystal table...

at the moment.

Blue-gold palace attire.

Dazzling Crystal Pavilion.

There are also steaming hot spring pools...

All of this is quiet, the same as other places in the ruins.

Seems to be waiting for something to come.

At a certain moment, there was a faint noise.

Like jubilation, I don't know where it came from, quietly echoing in the ruins...

……

At the top of the mountain, on the round Temple of Heaven, all the rituals have been prepared.

At this time, the mountain wind is majestic and the sun is shining brightly.

Everyone came.

It was two quarters noon.

The most critical step in the ceremony of Feng Chan is ushered in, and it is also the last step of the grand finale.

The Temple of Heaven offers sacrifices to the sky and repays the merits of the sky.

In full view.

Four sacrificial Confucian scholars stepped forward to change the solemn yellow harvest robes for the young emperor Dali.

Gu Yiwu folded his hands together to hold a majestic crown, and put it on for the young emperor.

On the other side, Zhao Rong was dressed in white, but he walked straight to a prepared table under the round Temple of Heaven.

A piece of gold foil paper lay flat on the table, as thin as a cicada's wing, two feet square.

He reached out and took out a sharp sword from his sleeve.

This action, which was not planned, immediately attracted the attention of everyone.

Especially a certain stunning queen mother in a masked white dress, her breasts were heaving again.

She stood at the front of the crowd, bit her red lips under her white veil, slightly opened her almond eyes, and stared at the upcoming actions of the young Confucian scholar in the distance...