CHAPTER XLIII

The wife of the Wang family patriarch, Liao, stepped forward and stopped Wang Xin, who was saluting them: "My son doesn't have to be polite. As he spoke, he took Wang Xin's hand, brought her to him, and walked to the other side of the stage.

On the opposite side of the stage is a hexagonal stone base, the position of the patriarch is at the highest point of the platform, on the left are the patriarchs of Nanshan, Zhongshan, Xishan, and Dongshan and their wives and children, and on the right are the lords of the major fields, meeting and sitting.

However, several patriarchs from home and abroad and the Great Wilderness did not come, but only sent young disciples from the clan as envoys to celebrate here, which can be regarded as respect for each other's different rituals and cultures. After all, the beliefs and practices of different regions of this ritual are different, and it is the best situation if they do not attack each other, let alone send the children of the clan to congratulate them, even if this kind of support is superficial, it can be regarded as a friendly situation.

The people on the high platform sat firmly, and the VIPs in the attics on both sides were all present, and the chaotic scene below suddenly quieted down, and the rule pursued by this world is that the strong are respected, so they spontaneously fell silent when they saw those big people sitting on the high platform, without being reminded.

Only an innocent full moon remained, and the bright red lanterns present still emitted a shining but not dazzling light.

Fan Xiaoxiao's group of attics are on both sides of the high platform, she is a little unclear, no matter how you look at it, it is comfortable to sit in the attic, why do those famous people shout out and are scared to death why they choose to sit on the high platform where the conditions are not as good as the attic, and they look very much looking forward to it.

Fan Xiaoxiao didn't understand, but the people below all stared at the people on the high platform with envious eyes, and at this time, the patriarch Wang He, who had not said a word from the beginning, took up from his giant seat, and at the same time his wife got up. Wang He held a glass of sake and looked at everyone: "This year is very special, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Banquet and the ten-year ritual of worshipping the gods are on the same day, the last time the two festivals were together there was still no writing era, and I encountered this rare prosperous era for the first time this year as the chief priest of the worship ceremony, it is really a great honor to ......," he said excitedly, and so did the people listening below.

"Now, then, I announce that the ritual of sacrificing to the gods has officially begun!" After saying this, the scene was out of control for a while, and everyone in the audience cheered wildly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, Fan Xiaoxiao and Bai Wei, two outsiders, looked at each other with bewildered expressions, not knowing why they were so happy.

"Alright, everyone, be quiet!" The patriarch's voice mixed with a strong internal breath spread through everyone present, and at this time, only the majestic drum sound of "Dong Dong Dong-" was heard from the distant sky, gradually getting louder and louder, louder and louder, shaking people's eardrums with it.

Fan Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it, Bai Wei was about to close the window when she saw it, but Fan Xiaoxiao stopped her, she looked at the scene in front of her in a little shock, this is .......

I saw that in the sky, which was still dark, there was a scene of a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred birds contending, and in the distance, it seemed that the gods wearing plain gauze clothes, with their arms tinkling, and the treasure* were dancing and praying, and the invisible pressure hit, and everyone lowered their heads and knelt under this scene with a reverent face, including those who had been on the high platform from the beginning.

In addition to the two of them, one is Bai Wei, she is a person from the underworld, she doesn't understand the things that come out of the consciousness of the human world, and she can't feel the power of the god of faith without a heart of faith.

"My lord, the worship of the gods has begun."

Yudu: "Well, you start now." ”

Zhou Tianxingguan: "Yes." ”

Yu Du, who couldn't find a trace at the beginning, had actually been waiting under this high platform for a long time to wait for the start of the god worship ceremony, because this god platform is the closest place to the consciousness of the human world, and their goal has always been the consciousness of the human world, as for what Wang He said about the soul, he just took the opportunity to play, but he didn't need to do it himself at all, and I believe that the Ten Palaces Yama will handle it very well.

Now, the most important thing is that this god descended, saying that it was a god descending, but it was the human consciousness that fed back the fruits of human development over the years back to human beings, but this time the situation was a little special, he was very worried about what accidents would happen, the human world consciousness fell into a deep sleep 10,000 years ago, and the recent general signs indicate that it is about to wake up, and it is likely to take this opportunity to wake up, but now is not a good time to wake up, if you wake up now, the arrangement of 10,000 years ago will definitely fall short.

Therefore, he is going to take advantage of the recent opportunity of the human realm consciousness to make her sleep again, just wait for him to tear all the seals, and then the human realm consciousness will inevitably advance, and it is likely to advance to the peak, just like him, no longer burdened by the realm.

Yu felt the more and more clear and strong familiar breath in the space, and finally waved his hand to hit the more and more sober consciousness of the human world into sleep again, the auspicious clouds in the air suddenly disappeared out of thin air and startled everyone, thinking that he had offended the gods, especially Wang He, this is his first time as the main sacrifice, every year the main priest is different, the location is different, and finally there is a chance in his lifetime, if it is messed up, he is afraid that the patriarch is also the end, just when he is worried, I don't know how to be good, A cool and comfortable breath poured in from the top of his head, and he only felt refreshed for a while, and the techniques that had not advanced for many years had also faintly made a breakthrough.

This is the advantage of being the main sacrifice, not to mention the blessing of human emotions during the Mid-Autumn Festival, which has loosened the bottleneck he has had over the years, which is also the reason why he wants to be the main sacrifice this time regardless of the consequences.

The Wang family is considered a wealthy family in the mountain, and it is much weaker than the Great Wilderness and the families at home and abroad, and he doesn't want the glorious Beishan royal family to gradually fall into his hands, so he will fight for nearly ten years of resources in the clan in exchange for such an opportunity.

But now, he thinks it's too worthwhile, as an envoy, they have their own set of cultivation exercises, but no one has been able to cultivate to the peak for so many years, and now the most powerful thing is that the patriarch of the Ao clan in the overseas Al area has cultivated to the peak of the seventh level, and the other clans are hovering from the peak of the sixth level to the seventh level, and he is the most talented person in their generation, and he has only been at the seventh level at the beginning of his cultivation for many years, but now, this time he broke through to the peak of the seventh level all of a sudden, and even faintly groped to break through the barrier of the eighth level, He couldn't have been happier.

The position of a strong patriarch in the struggle between clans is extremely important.

He looked at the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, and really wanted to jump up and jump three times immediately, but, fortunately, he could still control his emotions and knew that he should not pull too much hatred now, otherwise, if several families are united, then he will be invincible with two fists and four hands. And the other clans are also fighting, even if they don't have a strong ally, they can't offend the other party and add a powerful enemy.

Yes, the situation on the field is unexpectedly harmonious, this one says: "Congratulations, congratulations", and this side returns: "Joy and joy", which is very joyful and friendly.

Except for the box in one of the pavilions, just now, Fan Xiaoxiao almost died of severe pain.