A group of people and animals in a trance stood neatly in the imperial dome.

Outside the imperial dome, on the mound, the voice of Shaoqing of Taichang Temple was faintly heard, "Welcome the gods, the end;

The sacrifice is carried out as usual, but in fact, the transformation of the spirit is carried out as usual.

The method of sacrifice is divided into nine steps, such as welcoming the gods, laying jade silks, entering the gods, making the first offering, sub-offering, final offering, removing the food, sending the gods, and looking at the fire. The reincarnation lies in the three steps of the first offering, the second offering and the final offering, which correspond to the three parts of the ritual music. ”

"At the beginning of welcoming the gods, you will silently recite the "Great Tibetan Sutra of Rebirth", until the beginning of the first offering, then turn to the "Vipassana Pure Heart Sutra", each verse corresponds to the corresponding sacrificial music section, break the left arm, swallow the psychic pill, urge the Dharma plate and lightning wood, and wait until the sacrificial music is broken, you should feel something, the aura breeds from the inside, echoes the external heavenly machine, and it may be a little painful. I remember that when Uncle Huangfu explained here, the scar on his face was slightly distorted, but Duanmu Xu knew that it meant to smile. ”

"After the painful stage, the whole person will be in an ethereal state, like a fairy but not an immortal. Don't get intoxicated, remember. When you get to the Matsuri Rush Department, you can take the Turtle Breath Pill. As for how to get out of the altar, I will arrange it myself. ”

Glancing at the scar on his left arm, there were hidden objects needed to snatch the soul, the magic disk that was nourished with blood, such as the size of a fingernail, the psychic pill and the turtle breath pill, like a small lotus seed, lightning striking wood, and it was no more than the length of a match. Everything was ready, but Duanmu Xu had a hunch that things might not go as expected.

......

Next to the Anling Pagoda, Zhao Luojia tended to settle down and silently recited the "Tibetan Sutra of Death".

A petite figure sitting upright, standing tall and tall.

Outside the apse of the Taimiao, the jade silk is laid, and the music has been transferred from the "Chapter of the Clouds" to the "Chapter of the Cloud Scroll".

Zhao Tianyin held the ritual vessel full of sacrifice, walked slowly to the Holy Spirit Gate, bent slightly, put down the ritual vessel reverently, and then slowly returned to his place.

After the completion of the performance, the first offering began, and the music played the "Chapter of Cloud Gathering".

The great master was wearing a magic robe, holding up the cangbi with both hands, and behind him, the Taifu was holding Huang Cong. The two of them are in the middle, standing in front and back. In the east corner, there is a Qintian supervisor holding Qinggui, in the south corner is the deputy of the prison holding Chizhang, and in the west corner

There is Taichang Temple Qing holding a white amber, and the north corner is Taichang Temple Shaoqing holding Xuanhuang.

"The auspicious day is good, and the auspicious blessing is indiscriminate;

Yao Xi delicacies, cinnamon wine and elixir.

Fu Bi Xi sang and sang loudly.

Slow festival and ansong, bell chime and shao music.

It is nine times high, and the spirit is immeasurable.

The spirit of Xi'an genus, where is the ancient world.

Taiyi Xi is coming, and Fu Weixi is still feasting. ”

After the recitation of the national teacher's blessing, the cangbi in his hand slowly turned into powder, but it did not fall. Huang Cong, Qing Gui, Chi Zhang, Bai Hu and Xuan Huang in the hands of Taifu and everyone are also like this, broken into pieces, but they are not scattered.

The wind came, not from the sky, but against the ground, and came slowly.

I don't know where it started, but it gathered the triumphant wind, the valley breeze, the cool breeze and the Thai breeze, and instantly blew from the ground in all corners of the apse.

The invisible wind, the audible wind, swept lightly across the faces of these magnates of the Great Constitutional State, smiled at the various colors of jade powder, turned into colorful winds, and blew together towards the Holy Spirit Gate.

After the first dedication, the second dedication begins. The music plays the "Chapter of the Cloud Gate".

Taifu knelt on the ground and said in his mouth:

"Gan Linxi has fallen, and the north hall is secluded.

The river is a cliff, turbulent and turbulent.

The clouds gather and the universe gathers together.

Cloud Gate is just beginning, and it is wandering in the eight wildernesses.

The destiny is in place, and the spirit is in a good way. ”

The colorful wind lingered in front of the Holy Spirit Gate, and went straight into the window lattice, like a moth to a fire, and rushed to the tower.

"Boom"! It's like cooking oil on fire.

The brake seat of the tower is radiant, like a rising sun, the warm light touches the upper and lower sides of the apse, and the emblem of the tower reflects each other.

This dazzling and shocking beauty, Zhao Luojia did not see, she was immersed in the "Vipassana Pure Heart Sutra", forgetting all the outside, looking inward from every inch of skin, away from joy, anger, worry, sorrow and fear, it boils down to the heart, looking at me and forgetting me.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes were like jade lightly opened, her eyes were like water, and when her seven emotions returned, she woke up from her meditation.

In front of her was the scorching Anling Pagoda, and she didn't have time to sigh, she felt like thousands of soft sheep's hair, touching every inch of her skin, and suddenly turned into elixir nectar and poured into her body.

Uncontrollable joy, inexplicable lightness.

She raised her hand slightly, and the hairpin with no two hearts was fixed loose with the cloud bun like a waterfall, and her long black hair hung down to her slender waist. I don't want to have a knot, I don't want to have a knot anymore. The resentment that has lingered in my heart in the past three years is like spring snow melting away in the luster of the morning sun.

The turbidity is gradually exhausted, and the clear air is self-generated.

Feathers rise and soar over the week.

The body gradually lightened, like the feathers of a crane, which will resist the wind, and Zhao Luojia's body and mind, in this layer of aura, transform and evolve.

What she didn't notice was that the aura above the Tasha continued to spread outward through her body.

Outside the apse, Ya dedication is finished, and the end is dedicated. The music plays the "Chapter of the Clouds".

The colored wind disappeared into the apse, but black clouds poured into the sky. The Great Master Emperor frowned, Qin Tianjian watched the sky at night, and there should be no rain at this hour.

The dark cloud rose abruptly, like a huge and boundless black pot lid toppling down.

The Great Master Fu Zheng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he faintly felt the fluctuations in the clouds in the distance. At such a critical juncture, unexpected things are always reassuring and unusual.

"Your Majesty, this dark cloud is coming a little unusually. Wei Chen noticed some fluctuations in the clouds in the western suburbs, so he could send someone to check one or two. ”

"Since the national teacher has sensed it, there must be a reason. Does this have any effect on the Cheng Ling of the Fallen Leaves?"

The national teacher glanced at the Holy Spirit Gate in the apse and said, "It's okay." ”

Zhao Tianyin glanced back, and Li Mu, the commander of the Zhenfu Division, bowed down and said, "Weichen retires, go check it out", the straight torso, coupled with the fitting flying feather suit, and the dragon bird knife on his waist, the person who killed the most people in the Great Xianguo has become the sharpest knife, clean and neat, and left the Taimiao in the blink of an eye. Between the monarch and the minister, there is no need to say much.

If there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, who will bring good and bad luck?

Dark clouds enveloped not only Miyagi, but also the Yuanfang altar.

In the imperial vault, one hundred and sixty-two people and animals fell to the ground, gradually losing their breath. The same is true for Duanmu order.

Before the sacrificial music of "Cloud Gathering Chapter" sounded, all the people and animals had already fallen down one after another, and the "Six Degrees of True Scripture" in his mouth had also stopped, Duanmu Xu took advantage of the fall to press his left arm under him, and took the opportunity to tear open the scar of his left arm.

He swallowed the psychic pill, and then pressed his thumb on the raised rune in the middle of the magic plate, and rubbed it rapidly according to the rhythm of the sacrificial music, and the lightning strike wood was inserted into the hollow of the magic plate, pointing in a certain direction.

The "Cloud Gate Chapter" was played, Duanmu Xu's fingers did not stop, and the runes on the magic plate gradually dissolved. His thumb grew hot, like a fire.