On February 22, heaven, earth and man should be sacrificed.

Today is the annual sacrifice day of the Shaking Light Dynasty, and it is also the five-year document promotion meeting.

Early in the morning, the entire ruined army city was bustling, and they all rushed towards the sacrificial square.

The sacrificial square, located on the southeast side of the broken military city, with a radius of 100 miles, can be said to be the largest building in the entire broken military city, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people without crowding.

The sacrificial square, in four directions, there are viewing platforms, and the most center, but is a five-color clay cast altar, wide five zhang, nine feet high, out of the majesty on all sides, known as the respect of the ninety-five.

At this time, the altar was already full of offerings and incense, but it was empty.

At this time, the viewing platform on the east side was already full of people, all dressed gorgeously, and they were members of the royal family of the Shaking Light Dynasty. The first person, with a dignified face, powerful and powerful, and deep eyes, wearing a dragon crown and a colorful dragon robe, a royal spirit emanated, it was the king of the generation of the Shaking Light Dynasty, Chu Yu.

Beside him, a middle-aged woman wearing a phoenix crown and a colorful peacock robe was the queen of the dynasty, and the flowers were pleasant.

Behind them, sat various princes and nobles, princes and princesses.

One of them, dressed in a crane robe, a lupine scarf, a suave feeling, but his face, born extremely handsome, at this time, he sat behind Chu Yu, lazily closed his eyes, looked close, as if he had a trace of resemblance to Nagu Su Linfeng.

This person is the city lord of Gusu, Gusu Liufang, a woman-like name.

The viewing platform on the south side is quiet at this time, and according to the color of the clothes, from front to back, it is black, yellow, green and white, which represents the level of sacrifice, and the number of people also increases in turn.

The white robe is the first rank of the sacrifice for the clerk.

The green robe is a spiritual sacrifice and the second level of sacrifice.

The yellow robe is a humane sacrifice and the third level of sacrifice.

And the black robe technique is a sacrifice for yin and yang, and it is the fourth level of sacrifice.

At this time, on the viewing platform on the south side, there were only ten people in the black robe yin and yang sacrifice, while there were twenty people in the yellow robe, and as for the green robe, there were nearly fifty people, but the white robe reached two hundred.

These are all the sacrificial clergy registered in the Shaking Light Dynasty today.

Behind these white-robed and crowned documents, there were two hundred young men and girls in white robes who were not crowned, looking at the central altar curiously and nervously at the moment, they were the candidates who were about to enter the document selection conference.

Chen Gou and Hua Qianqian were also sitting cross-legged at the moment, but Hua Qianqian, at this moment, pulled her beautiful face, pouted, and looked at Chen Gou who didn't pay attention to herself for three days.

And Chen Gou closed his eyes tightly at this time, unusually quiet, and didn't pay any attention to everything around him. His suction, silently familiar with the route over and over again, for fear of missing a point.

Behind them, there was a platform, and the 100 ceremonial musicians had already arranged their instruments at this time, waiting for the sacrifice to begin!

The viewing platform on the west side, at this time, was full of Manchu Dynasty civil and military and some virtuous people, several major city lords of the Shaking Light Dynasty, sitting in the first place, they were the princes of one party, and their power was great.

However, the city lord of Gusu was able to sit behind the emperor, which shows that the city lord of Gusu is extremely valued by the emperor.

On the viewing platform on the north side, there were forty black-robed priests sitting in the front row at this time, and behind them, there were countless yellow-robed, green-robed, and white-robed.

They are sacrificial personnel from the other six countries of the Ancient Continent, and they came here to watch the ceremony today, just because the Shaking Light Dynasty has the only red-robed sacrifice in the Ancient Continent.

It can be said that the Shaking Light Dynasty is the cradle of sacrifice, just because of the existence of the red robe sacrifice.

But at this time, the forty black-robed priests sitting in the front row had irrepressible excitement in their eyes, as if something important was about to happen.

Outside the viewing platform, there was a dense crowd of people who filled the square, all of them ordinary people who had come from all over the world to make pilgrimages, and even people from other dynasties who had come from far and wide, and they waited quietly with reverence and satisfaction on their faces.

Among them, there are some men in black, hidden in them, keeping an eye on the situation around them, obviously, the dynasty is afraid of accidents, and dispatches the Broken Army Shadow Guard, who is in charge of life and death.

"When!When!When!" Three crisp bells rang, spreading throughout the Broken Military City, and the auspicious time for worship finally came.

"Boom", breaking the four ancient vicissitudes of the military city, at this time, closed at the same time, the soldiers stationed there were like facing a great enemy, holding the weapons in their hands stubbornly, breathing heavily.

"Please sacrifice in red robes!" a yin and yang voice spread throughout the sacrificial square.

I saw an old man in a red robe, with silver hair tied behind his head, his beard and hair were white, his eyes were cloudy, and his face was like ashes, step by step, he walked out of the void, and slowly and clearly revealed in front of everyone.

His feet landed firmly on the altar, but his withered body seemed to be able to be blown down by a gust of wind.

Seeing the red-robed old man, the surroundings quickly quieted down.

On the viewing platform on the east side, Chu Yu and others bowed their heads slightly and saluted politely, and on the viewing platform on the south side, everyone quickly knelt down, and everyone on the west side quickly got up and saluted.

As for the north side, everyone also knelt down, but the black-robed priests in front of them had a light in their eyes, but they quickly hid it.

The ordinary people around also quickly bowed down, only those men in black did not kneel.

In this life, they only kneel to the king! They are the sword in the king's hand, the dead body of the king, and they can die for the king anytime and anywhere!

On the viewing platform on the south side, Chen Gou opened his eyes the moment he knelt down, his eyes were still bright and clear, but the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't help but flow.

"Master, the apprentice must listen to you and live well, but reveal my own secrets!" Chen Gou said in his heart.

On the altar, the old man looked around, and when he saw the monarch Chu Yu and the others, he bowed slightly and clenched his fists. Then looking to the south side, he saw Chen Gou kneeling down at this time.

"Gou'er, your life is in your own hands, you must escape and live!" said the red-robed priest in his heart.

"Brushing" the cloudy eyes of the red robe sacrifice, at this time suddenly bright, as deep as the sea, and the dead air in his body was also fiercely suppressed at this time, and his rickety waist also stood straight at this time!

"Happy!" the red-robed priest snorted.

The ceremonial officials, who had been waiting for a long time, began to play the instruments in unison, and the sound of shocking music filled the entire square.

At this moment, the red-robed priest quickly picked up the three-pillar thumb-thick incense, and with a little finger, the incense burned automatically, and the red-robed priest held the incense tightly with both hands and bowed deeply to the sky three times.

He got up, put the incense into the censer, and picked up the golden book on the table.

"Heaven and earth, respect the ancestors and the monarch, etiquette!" The melodious voice of the red robe sacrifice to the vicissitudes of life sounded in the whole square, it was the "Sacrifice Ceremony", his voice seemed to contain a certain law, and it could be transmitted to all directions in the sound of ritual music, and quietly entered everyone's mind.

I saw that as he continued to recite, pieces of mountains slowly emerged from the void, looming with divine light.

Everyone raised their heads, looked at this mountain, listened to the sound of the fairy, and everyone's heart was full of satisfaction.

This is the power of sacrifice.