"Down!" I only heard the eunuch screaming, the sedan chair slowly put down, Yuan Liang also stood up solemnly at this time, walked to the side and cleaned his hands in front of the person holding the spiritual water, and then picked up the Jinpa next to him to wipe the water droplets, and waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

Then he walked solemnly from the end of the red carpet to the altar, the people around him held their breath and looked up at him, Yuan Liang slowly straightened up, then tilted his head slightly, slowly opened his arms, the wide sleeved robe dragged to the ground with his clothes, the rolling gold cuffs were dazzling in the sunlight, at this time he seemed to be bathed in the sun, and the surroundings were sacred and inviolable.

Ye Chonghua squinted slightly, it seemed that he did have some divine power.

I saw that his hands were slowly folded and folded, flat on his chest, and then slowly knelt down, and as he knelt, the officials around him also knelt, and those people even lowered their heads with a reverent face.

Yuan Liang put his hand in front of him, then slowly swallowed, and then got up again, and the people around him were still kneeling. He walked slowly to the altar, on which was a basin of holy water, and many offerings were placed around the altar, and in the four corners of the altar four basins of flames flew high, and the transparent smoke distorted the air, and he turned to look down at everyone as if he were looking down on all beings.

After a moment of silence, he turned back to the center of the altar, and with his whisper, the mages sitting around the altar began to dance strangely, singing something in their mouths.

They all know that this is in the sky.

Yuan Liang held the Buddha beads in his hand, kept chanting something in his mouth, and occasionally made some strange movements, and from time to time he tapped the basin of holy water in front of him, the clear water reflected the entire blue sky, as if it could carry everything in the world.

Su Wan'er looked at the man who was high up reverently, she was not pious about this sacrifice, but pious on that man, in her heart, he was her god.

As the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony progressed, at the end, Yuan Liang glanced down at the holy water in front of him, and suddenly whispered in his mouth: "Holy Maiden? Although his voice was very small, it reached everyone's ears through internal force.

Everyone around raised their heads suspiciously, "The Holy Maiden, the fox of the tail of the sky, the perfect favor of the sky, there is no double to, Fuyao Dayue." He whispered softly, and suddenly, his face changed slightly, he reached out to remove the incense ash in front of him, and a bag jumped into his eyes, he pursed his lips and picked it up, and quickly put it into his sleeve without looking at it.

The people on the periphery didn't see it, but some important officials still saw it, and they were full of doubts in their hearts, such a thing would never have happened in previous years! It usually ends when the national teacher says some words of blessing, what is that bag in? Could it be a heavenly machine? Also, what saints? What did he mean by that?

A ceremony to worship the heavens came to an end, and the matter of the saintess spread like this, after all, the whole country is paying attention to this ceremony of worshipping the heavens, and the result will naturally spread for the first time. What the people didn't know was that the officials in the capital inquired about the news of the bag after the festival, but most of them returned in vain.

In the hall of the national teacher, as soon as Yuan Liang changed into his robe, Ye Chonghua strode in and asked directly: "Dare to ask the national teacher, what do you mean by that holy woman?" ”

Yuan Liang slowly handed the robe to Xiao Shami, and then turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "Why doesn't the regent elect the saints in the world?" ”

Ye Chonghua frowned, "What are the requirements?" ”