Musical notes, which bind everyone together.

It was very quiet, until there was a pop and the sound of a fall. The Nanchu teenagers dancing on the altar fell down exhausted one after another, and when everyone fell, they still maintained the last action of the end, and the whole scene had a different kind of shock.

In the music shed, Ji Jiashu put down the piccolo in his hand, and the arm that was originally horizontal to his face hung down quietly, and there was no exhaustion on his face, but the young man's front hair stuck to his forehead because of sweat, making him look much younger than his usual calm appearance.

It's quiet.

Everyone was still immersed in the music that had just been shocking, and the next moment the audience erupted in a stormy applause, but the next moment it was ......

Everyone realized that something was wrong again.

It's too quiet.

If the dead silence just now was that people were distracted by the too shocking music, and they didn't react for a while, but at this time, people came back to their senses and found that this silence was not simply quiet.

The surroundings were so quiet that even the chirping of summer insects was silent, and the applause and exclamations of the people seemed to be swallowed up by the air, and time froze at this moment, like the silence before a storm.

In such silence, the breath of many cultivators of higher rank who were sensitive to the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi began to tremble.

It was at this time that people finally realized that they had forgotten something important.

That is.

"Summoning God!"

With this exclamation, everyone woke up like a dream.

Former Qin cultivator Zhong Yingyue's pupils shrank, Ji Jiashu's music just now was too exciting, and everyone listened to it heartily and even forgot the original intention of this music, or this sacrificial dance.

This music and dance didn't just let them simply appreciate Ji Jiashu's flute! This is the first level of the grand ceremony, and dancing such a dance is to attract the gods!

All the cultivators who reacted couldn't help but shout in their hearts, shocked by their gaffes just now.

In a sense, this also reflects the strength of Ji Jiashu, when other countries dance the sacrificial dance, people just look at the sacrificial dance on the stage from time to time, and the most attention is on the sky, and they are distracted to pay attention to whether there is divine revelation.

But just when Ji Jiashu was playing music, they, as bystanders, forgot all about the original purpose.

That boy was terrible.

It wasn't until the end of the music and dance for a while that the people who came back to their senses didn't remember to ask until now.

Now that the music is over and the dance is over, what about the most important tricks?

It was only at this time that people remembered that in the wonderful sacrificial dance that Nan Chu had just had, there was no ...... The slightest sign of divine revelation!?

It's not just the auditorium, it's the infinite sky.

It's like the gods want to listen to the dance music quietly, and they can't bear to interrupt.

Ying Baoyue clenched the wrist of her left hand.

There was no divine revelation when the Southern Chu cultivators danced the sacrificial dance, but there was no panic on the faces of every Southern Chu cultivator on the altar.

There was a commotion among the spectators from the high stage, but the next moment the commotion gradually quieted down, and then they all opened their eyes and looked at the sky in infinite awe, and some of the timid people even knelt down.

Even ordinary people who don't have a trace of realm can finally feel it at this time.

There was a dead silence in the room, not even a trace of wind.

The whole space seems to be encapsulated in a behemoth, and some huge existence is gradually approaching in the air.

Ye Siyuan, Chen Zichu and others on the altar were tired and collapsed on the ground, but the corners of their mouths slowly raised.

There was no divine revelation at the end of the Nanchu sacrificial dance, and nothing happened at the end of the wonderful sacrificial music, but no one would think that Nanchu lost.

Because everyone knows that the patron saint of Nanchu is still alive and well, and it is stronger than any other country.

Their gods will surely answer their cries.

It's not that Nanchu lost.

It's the miracle they bring, it's too powerful.

The music played by the boy was indeed called Kagura.

Just three breaths after the end of the festival, the absolute silence was broken, and in an instant, the wind rose!

"That's ......"

Ying Baoyue raised her head against the wind amid the screams of everyone around her, and looked at the sky on the altar in the distance.

The sky turned red.

The wind rises and the clouds fly.

The flying vermilion bird makes the pioneer Xi, and drives the image of Taiyi.

"That's ......"

"Great goodness!" On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan stood up unconsciously, and at this moment he heard the old man's slap sigh beside him.

He turned his head sideways, and saw that Mr. Mengyang, who had been sitting in the chair forever, had actually gotten up, looking at the sky in the distance with a hint of awe in his eyes, and the next moment the old man's thin old hand stroked his chest and bowed slightly into the distance.

"Long time no see."

The old man exhaled solemnly, "Lord of Heaven and Earth, lead to immortality." ”

Lord of Heaven and Earth!

All the cultivators around who saw this scene gasped and looked at the red-dyed sky in the distance and lowered their heads suddenly.

Nonsense, even the heavenly steps have bowed their heads, which of them dares to raise their heads?

The main exam of the Nanchu Elementary Ceremony, Mr. Mengyang's actions undoubtedly told everyone that the true body of the red cloud in the sky at this time.

Mr. Mengyang is a Heavenly Rank of the Fire Method, and a Heavenly Rank cultivator needs the guidance of the Eight Beast Gods in the process of advancement, which means that any Heavenly Rank cultivator who has successfully advanced must have heard the voice of the Eight Beast Gods and felt the breath of the Eight Beast Gods at least at a very close distance.

Then, this old man was the only one present who would never admit his mistake.

Even the old man who was a noble heavenly rank lowered his head, so the red cloud in the distance was by no means a simple divine revelation!

But......

"Suzaku God!"

With an exclamation that sounded out of nowhere, the cultivators and people under the high platform fell to their knees, but the people except for the Southern Chu people did not kneel, but just stood there stunned and looked at the burning fire clouds in the distance.

The sky above the altar had been completely dyed red, as if a behemoth was glimpsing through the thick clouds.

This scene was grand and shocking, but except for the Nanchu people who took the initiative to kneel, the other cultivators were not forcibly overwhelmed.

"It's not...... All? Ying Huyue's side, Ying Xun's eyes were bleeding but her eyes were wide open and she muttered.

Chunhua Jun Ji Jiashu is indeed worthy of his name, three years ago he evoked the largest divine revelation in ten years, and three years later, this young man's skill actually deepened again, and even summoned not only divine revelation, but also the true body of the god.

But although Ying Xun has not had close contact with the gods, he also knows that the gods cannot be looked at directly, and if the real Vermilion Bird God is really here, they are afraid that these foreigners who did not bow their heads in time would have been blind long ago.

But looking at the reactions of Mr. Mengyang and the high-level cultivators of Nanchu, behind the burning clouds should indeed be the breath of the real body, so what is this......

"Only half there?" Ying Xun gasped and muttered to herself.

"No, it's just three breaths," but at this moment, a female voice came from beside him, and the back of Yingyue's hand was blocked in the eye socket and spoke quietly. Ying Xun guessed correctly, that piece of fire after the clouds was indeed not the true body of the Vermilion Bird God, if the true body of the Vermilion Bird God really came here, it would probably be gone at this time......

What was summoned by that young man's Kagura was only the three-point breath of the Vermilion Bird God, but even if he could get such a courtesy from Li Mengyang, then it was not just a simple aura that appeared at this time......

At this moment, there seemed to be a chirp in everyone's ears!

The next moment, it was as if a pair of eyes slowly appeared from behind the clouds.

Move slowly, as if looking for something.

Ying Xun looked up at this scene and was speechless, but the next moment he stiffened, because a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his sleeve.

"You ......"

The breath belonging to a woman brushed his chin, feeling the breath that was close at hand, Ying Xun suddenly stiffened.

"Cousin, I'm sorry to do me a favor."

And just then, the woman's voice came to his ears.

"Cover me up."