Chapter 147 ◎ Fresh clothes and angry horses
The next morning, before the hour came, Xiahou Rin had already gotten up, after dressing, put on the black cloak, tied up his long hair, and tied his belt, a little majestic, slender and straight, stepped on the horse, and went all the way to the training ground.
The mist did not dissipate in the early morning, Xiahou Rin rushed to the training ground, Xiahou Yi and Baili Wuxin had not yet arrived, on the training ground, only the Blood Charm Forbidden Army was practicing in the morning, and this was also the first time Xiahou Rin saw the real spiritual forbidden army.
Looking up, Wuyangyang's pomp and circumstance are neat, and the battle is comparable to that of a million heroes, although the spiritual realm is much larger than the human world, but Xiahou Rin is only moving back and forth in the palace, rarely going to other places, let alone knowing how many forbidden troops there are in the spiritual realm, this is a cursory glance, it is really not less than a million.
There was a shocking scene in front of him, but Xiahou Rin was faintly uneasy in his heart, Xiahou Yi was so eager to gather and train so many soldiers and horses, was it really as simple as guarding the spiritual realm......
Just when Xiahou Rin was guessing in his heart, suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and when Xiahou Rin turned around, he was greeted by a fiery red dress.
The blazing red like a flame flutters in the vast scenery with the wind, the fiery red takes advantage of the skin like snow, and the thin body shows the femininity and charm in the bones, if it weren't for the eyes or the inky starry sky, the red-clothed young man with the white horse under him almost made Xiahou Rin dare not recognize it.
Fresh clothes and angry horses, just in time.
Xiahou Rin's eyes were full of amazement, he saw for the first time that the young man who was always snow-white, like a fairy as bright as the moonlight, pure and transparent, full of tenderness in his bones, and his smile was so playful and smart, but he never thought that one day, he just changed the color, but he evoked all the evil spirits in the depths of his bones.
It was the color of blood that Xiahou Rin had never seen before, although after dismounting, Baili's smile was still so childish, leading the horse and running over, turning around in front of Xiahou Rin and smiling, "Your Highness, how is it today?" Red is not better. ”
Xiahou Rin still couldn't calm down, only looked at it for a moment, and then said faintly, "Think about it, you really haven't worn red." ”
"Didn't Your Highness say that white clothes with white horses don't look good? Then I would be better if I changed my clothes. Baili Wuyu smiled and looked down at his clothes, Xiahou Rin also looked at it, the red clothes were tied with a black belt around the waist, and the slender waist was wrapped, which was extremely thin and soft, and the tulle at the neckline was clear, and the delicate collarbone protrusion could be faintly seen.
Xiahou Rin didn't know where the charm under the red clothes came from, but it really amazed him.
Behind him, Xiahou Yi came over unhurriedly, and was a little surprised to see the red clothes that were safe for hundreds of miles.
After one day of training, on the long street, Xiahou Rin sent him back home without danger.
This time, no one rode a horse, they all led back, the dusk stretched the figures of the two people, Baili Wuyu kicked the stones under his feet absentmindedly, and after a moment of silence, he heard Xiahou Rin ask, "Are you still used to sleeping in the house?" ”
Baili Wuyu subconsciously shook his head, but he was stunned for a moment before he looked up and smiled, "It's good." ”
There was a trace of bitterness in the depths of his eyes, but Xiahou Rin raised his eyes and didn't pay attention to it in the distance, and when he walked to the front of the mansion, Xiahou Rin looked at Baili Wuyu and hesitated for a moment and said, "You are still beautiful in white." ”
Baili Wuyu listened to it silently, pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "Your Highness, didn't you say that white clothes with white horses don't look good?" ”
Xiahou Rin smiled dumbly: "Then are you just going to match that little white horse in your life?" ”
Baili Wuyu was stunned, looked at Xiahou Rin with a shallow smile on his lips, led the horse back to the palace, and behind him, Baili Wuyu watched the back pass through the long street, the lights were on, and the night sky was hazy......
Since then, Baili Wuyu has thought of a compromise and replaced the saddle with a red ......
Every time Xiahou Rin saw it, he couldn't cry or laugh.
Autumn solstice.
The 300-year-old moon worship ceremony is approaching.
The Moon Worship Ceremony is the most sacred festival in the spiritual realm, and it is the grandest day of worship for the Moon Temple.
The spiritual realm is worshiped by black and respected by purple, so everyone in the palace is dressed in black, and the civil and military generals are all purple official robes.
On the sedan chair, Xiahou Rin didn't know much about the Moon Temple, and the year he was born happened to miss the last moon worship ceremony.
The queen was on the side, and told one by one, "The moon god is the god of our spiritual domain, if there is no spiritual power of the moon god, the blood charm is impossible to cultivate the spirit, so the ancestors built the moon temple, and worship the moon god with the fireworks of the spiritual domain, according to legend, every three hundred years, the spiritual power concentrated in the moon temple is the most abundant, and the royal family brings all beings to worship, you can bathe in the purest spiritual power, and cultivate, and the life span can be extended, from the ordinary hundred years of life, stretching for thousands of years." ”
Xiahou Rin had heard of this.
The spiritual blood charm is roughly divided into three kinds, one is only the grass and wood animals with spiritual awareness, they do not need to cultivate the spirit, because they are weak, so the release of the spiritual energy is not much, a little aura can survive in the place, the second is the humanoid blood charm, absorb the spiritual power and prune it slightly, it can roughly survive for a hundred years, after a hundred years, the spiritual power gradually disperses, and it slowly ceases to exist, and the third is the royal blood charm, because the bloodline is pure, so the spiritual cultivation is more rapid, usually can be guaranteed for thousands of years, but enough of this throne, most of them have retired to the mountains and forests, leisurely.
All the way from the palace to the temple of the moon, the momentum is huge, and the place where the temple is located, there is no pavilion market, but an open place, there is a white wall like snow, and inside the city wall, a magnificent and solemn god appears in front of you.
The whole moon temple is like the city wall, the whole body is snow-white, like a thick layer of snow covered, covered in silver, and it is suddenly sacred when you look at it from a distance.
The door of the temple slowly opens, what catches the eye is the tall statue of the moon god in the center of the temple, the whole body is carved by jade, the jade is white and greasy and warm, look up, the moon god carving is lifelike, dignified and delicate facial features, gentle and generous, the dress is elegant, the ring is exquisite, above the fairy bun, only the lotus steps on both sides are swaying down, not complicated, it is really as clear as the moonlight, exquisitely clear.
Outside the temple, the courtiers lined up in two columns, and a bell rang, Xiahou Yi knelt down in front of him, and all the people behind him also bowed their heads, in the Moon Temple, the bell echoed endlessly, and the heaven and earth were solemn and solemn.
After a stick of incense, the bell gradually dispersed.
After the worship, it is on the moon altar outside the temple, set up a ritual dance music, the music of the bronze chimes on both sides is strong, Xiahou Rin sat on the seat and watched those witch gods who had never seen dance, only to feel bored, a slight glance, only to see a hundred miles of Wuyu sitting on the seat from time to time napping, it seems that he is not sleeping very well.
Xiahou Rin just wanted to get up and take a look, but when he was just together, a faint crisp sound flickered in his ears, like the sound of iron chains colliding and swords rubbing......
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