Everyone walked all the way forward, and walked a long way, and the road was unhindered.

Not only was there no danger or hindrance, but I also seemed to hear the singing faintly at this moment.

"The eagle is in Jing, and the male corpse is coming to Yanlaining. The wine is clear, and the wine is sweet. The male corpse swallows to drink, and Fu Lu comes to become.

The wreck is in the sand, and the male corpse is coming to Yanlaiyi. There are many wines, and there are many wines. The male corpse swallows to drink, and Fu Lu comes to do it.

The eagle is in Zhu, and the male corpse comes to the place where the swallow comes. The wine is both a wine, and it is a preserved wine. The male corpse swallows to drink, and Fu Lu comes.

The eagle is in the river, and the male corpse comes to the Yanlai sect. Both Yan Yu Zong, Fu Lu descended. The male corpse swallows to drink, and Fu Lu comes to worship.

The wreckage is in the house, and the male corpse comes to stop the smoke. The purpose of the wine is exciting, and the burnt fenfen is burnt. The male corpse swallow drinks, and there is no difficulty. ”

(The above is quoted from "Daya Bird").

"Hey, what is this singing? It's weird and good. The red mud smelled interesting, and subconsciously asked Yi Jian Lao Dao beside him. Who let the old man know everything.

"The song is a sacrifice of steaming. Yi Jian twisted his beard and smiled, happy to solve his doubts. Although Lao Dao is still a little unable to let go in front of outsiders, he is quite comfortable getting along with Luochen.

"What is the Steaming Sacrifice?" asked Red Clay again.

"The ancestor worship ceremony held in the autumn moon of the mortal world originates from the harvest celebration. Yi Jian said, "This steamed sacrifice, if the conditions are not allowed, the ceremony is usually more solemn. It is not only necessary to dedicate the corpse of the god with delicious food, but also to entertain the corpse with the music of the bell......"

Without saying anything, the red mud was dumbfounded: "What are mortals sacrificing and fiddling with the corpses of immortals?!"

When Yi Jian heard this, a pair of eyebrows suddenly drooped into eight figures: "Who told you to fiddle with that?"

"That's what you said? God...... Corpse. Hongni said, rolling his eyes, sticking out his tongue, crooked his neck, and sending a belching emoji with a picture.

Yi Jian's forehead was dripping with sweat: "There are notes in the Book of Rites, corpses, and statues." "Etiquette" has a note, corpse, the Lord also. The sacrifice of filial piety does not see the image of relatives, the heart is not connected, and the corpse is not in mind.

Since this steamed sacrifice is a ritual to worship the ancestors, it is natural to erect the corpse of the ancestors. Invite people to dress up in fairy costumes and dress up as ancestors, and then they can accept the salutation and prayers of filial sons and grandchildren. ”

"Oh, dare to love the word 'god corpse', referring to pretending to be an ancestor!"

Then he smiled and said, "This errand is good! I pretended to be the ancestors of other people, and a large number of filial sons and grandsons came out in plain water, and I was worshiped by them, not to mention, I could still eat, drink, and play." That, what's the requirement to do this errand? If you have the chance, Ben Daisen also wants to play as well. ”

Yi Jian suddenly didn't want to speak.

Seeing that Lao Dao suddenly ignored him, Hongni stopped the nonsense in time.

Shaking the other party's arm and shyly and coquettishly: "Eh, don't be angry, Daoist." This great immortal is not from the mortal world, how do you know that the word 'corpse' will be so exquisite! Tell me quickly, what is the excitement of this steamed and tasting sacrifice?"

"The god is drunk, and the emperor's corpse is loaded. The drum bell sends the corpse, and God returns. Yi Jian was not really angry, and when he heard this, he borrowed the donkey from the slope and relayed to him what he had seen and heard in the past.

For example, how to invite people, how to dress up, and then how to sit upright on the throne of the god and accept the sacrifices and worship of the people; for example, after the people pray for blessings and longevity, what are the feasts, amusements, singing and dancing performances, and so on.

The two of them chattered lively, and those who had experienced it were naturally not very interested. Those who are young, or who have grown up in Taoist temples since childhood, and have never seen these folk customs and customs, will inevitably be hooked by their ears and come up.

Luochen was fined from the heavenly cabinet, only walked a little to the human town, and then entered the heavenly pillar, and naturally had no chance to see and hear. couldn't help but take a slight wrong step with Bu Yi and Yao Ji, and also listened to a paragraph.

After listening to it, I can't help but wonder, and I can still smell the singing, which means that there is someone in front of me, or what kind of test is about to be encountered. But according to the Taoist chief, what is sung in this song is actually the worship of ancestors in the world...... Ascending to the immortal test, what do you do to make this folk customs come out?

He didn't understand it, but he knew it, but he looked at a group of half-immortals who didn't know what the future was, and secretly sneered.

Walking a little further, the groaning became clearer. I also saw some shadowy flags and silhouettes of people not far ahead, which seemed to have sacrificial activities.

However, before he could see the specific eyebrows, he felt that the whole team staggered.

"What's going on?"

Luochen shouted forward and asked, but when he saw no answer, he wanted to come forward to find out.

Before he could take a step, he was grabbed by Bu Yi and shook his head slightly at him.

Luochen looked at him, he was a little puzzled, and suddenly he was stepped on and hurriedly retreated.

turned his face to look ahead, but saw that the queue that was originally holding in groups and walking casually suddenly compressed and bloated, and spontaneously adjusted to a neat appearance of two and two side by side, so that the people behind him were sluggish, and even showed signs of regression.

Looking at the human face again, those half-immortals, no matter how they were ranked in the previous order of dignity and humility, and what their respective temperaments were, all lowered their eyebrows at this time, revealing a humble look.

In response to the whole team, interspersed on the spot, no one was dissatisfied with the front and back of the position, and no one was annoyed and ashamed because of the stagnation of the forward movement or the bump in the avoidance.

Qu Yi, Yi Jian, Xuanjiang, Baige, Tiantai Mountain, Xia Chicheng, and the underground city are all the same.

Even Yuxu and Yuan Yi are no exception.

Seeing this, Luochen secretly thought, thinking that this steamed sacrifice was a major event in the world, and the Taoist elders originally came from the earthly world, since they had not yet ascended to the heavens, it was not surprising that they still restrained themselves with old habits.

Then he stopped making a noise.

Pulling the red mud and a bunch of retreats that didn't belong to it, the half-immortals arranged the queue. When the formation was adjusted, seeing the front one after another, bowing down and moving again with a solemn expression, then he picked up the tail of the team and followed the pull.

After walking a little more silently and regularly at a regular pace, I saw a place where the altar was placed.

How is the surrounding arrangement, not much to say. I saw that at the head of the god seat, there were already many corpse statues, standing on staggered steps in rows, just like the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall.

As the old Tao said, the corpse statue is dressed up by a real person, and it looks like the leader of the mortal tribe, with all kinds of strange costumes, oil paint decorations, and so on. There is also a crown and a broad belt, like the appearance of a fairy.

The team walked inside, and saw spontaneous adjustment, standing in a horizontal row of several people, several rows in front and behind.

I don't see the list of witch blessings, but I don't know where the ritual music comes from.

Russia, with a chant of "Xinjiang wings, millet Yuyu." The great-grandson's rice is thought to be wine and food. I am a corpse, and I will live for 10,000 years. The front row stepped forward to offer sacrifices.

There are no ceremonial officials here, and naturally there are no sacrifices to be made. The half-immortal who stepped forward to sacrifice then donated his bag and presented the magic weapons and magic weapons he carried on the altar.

After the sacrifice was completed, the prayer was completed, and then he retreated to the side, and out of nowhere he took the clothes and changed into them, and then stood in place of the first row of divine corpses. The person who was replaced quietly left the place from the other direction.

When the chanting resumed, he saw the back row step forward in order, following the example of the previous one.

Luochen and red mud didn't understand this, but when this was another form of test on the way to the immortals, they watched silently from behind.

No matter how different what you see from the steamed tasting sacrifice depicted by the old Tao of Nayijian, it is a good thing that there is no killing or making trouble after all.

However, after watching for a while, I still saw that something was wrong.