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Chapter 749: Confucian Toast (First Update) Asks for a Monthly Pass

Chapter 749

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"Bell!"

With the melodious sound of the bell chime, a famous son of heaven sacrificed wine, wore white Confucian clothes, tied a white scarf, and walked out of the temple. Nineteen sons of heaven sacrificed wine, with solemn expressions, and every step out was nineteen inches and nine points.

Nineteen people walked forward slowly, leaving behind footprints that completely overlapped, without any mistakes or omissions. It was as if only one person had walked by.

The rules of the sacrificial rite are so strict. There can be no mistakes. Nineteen Sons of Heaven sacrificed wine, almost every one of them, was familiar with this set of rituals. There will never be the slightest gap between steps.

Nineteen sons of heaven sacrificed wine, at the altar outside the temple, lined up in a neat queue. The leader of the group, slightly lifted his clothes, and strode forward. In front of the altar, stopped.

"Teacher, the wine vessel for sacrificing wine is ready. Everything is ready. ”

The Son of Heaven at the head offered wine and said respectfully.

In front of the ancient carved altar, a middle-aged Confucian with black hair and looked like he was in his thirties and forties, standing quietly. His appearance looked very young, younger than any "Son of Heaven Sacrifice Wine". But the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes reveal his true age.

This white-robed Confucian who looks like he is only thirty or forty years old, but he has an ancient and vicissitudes of life that is more ancient than all the sacrifices of the Son of Heaven. It seems to have seen through the changes in the world and understood the mystery of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

His temperament is extremely ancient. Respectable, revealing a convincing taste.

For each sake ceremony, a toast will be selected to preside over the whole ceremony. The position of toasting is extremely important, so it has always been held only by the most virtuous and respected people in Confucianism.

The toast of this generation is called Zhuang Sichen. No one knows how old he is. I only know that when the "Son of Heaven Sacrifice Wine" of this generation was still young, he was already like this.

The sacrificial wines in the temple are too low-key. There is so little news about them. The toasts of this generation are even more mysterious. No one knows where he came from, only that he seems to have something to do with his master. Even when the third prince saw him, he had to do the gift of a disciple.

"Hmm. ”

Zhuang Sichen bowed slightly, his eyes slowly swept over the wine vessels in the tray in everyone's hands, with a serious, solemn expression, and a picky taste.

The ritual of sacrifice in the temple is a major event of the country. It must be required with the strictest etiquette, and there can be no mistakes. Wine vessels are the most important thing, even if there is a slight deviation in the placement of the position, it is not in line with etiquette.

This means that this sacrifice is a complete failure. In Confucianism, this is a big deal.

"That's it. Go to prison!"

Zhuang Sichen said.

The so-called "Taigao" refers to the cattle, sheep, and pigs (pigs) used in sacrifices. Because they were slaughtered and kept in prisons before sacrifices, they were called "prisons". The Son of Heaven used "too prison", and the princes used "less prison".

There are only sheep and pigs, but no cattle.

However, from the deposing of the princes of the Great Shang Dynasty, the theory of "Shao Prison" has become a legend. The rest is only the "too prison" of the Son of Heaven's family.

As soon as the sound of the Confucian toast fell, outside the high walls of the Taimiao, there were immediately bursts of cow roars. After a while, more than a dozen Taimiao guards used bronze sacrificial vessels to hold a cow, sheep, and pig that had cut open the abdomen and removed the five internal organs.

These offerings were steaming hot and exuding a strong smell of blood. Apparently just killed.

More than ten Taimiao guards, in accordance with strict rules, carried the "Taijiao" in. Walked in front of a famous son of heaven sacrificing wine. Everywhere he passed, a Son of Heaven would sacrifice wine, hand over the bronze wine vessel, and accept the unfinished blood in it.

The reason why the "too prison" used for sacrifice must be killed at the moment before the sacrifice. That's why. The so-called sacrifice is a sacred and solemn thing. The reason why the blood of animals is used is a metaphor, replacing human blood with the blood of animals, sacrificing to the gods of heaven and earth, feeding their heroic spirits, and avoiding the killing of the world and the disaster of blood and light.

Replacing human blood with animal blood and sacrificing to the gods of heaven and earth to avoid the disaster of killing and blood is the meaning of the sacrificial ceremony. Confucianism has been war-weary since ancient times, but military disasters have always been continuous. This is where the ritual of sacrifice comes in.

However, in real terms, the ritual of sacrifice originated from ancient times. It was first learned from the sacrificial rites of the demon gods. Ancient sacrifices were all human blood and human sacrifices. By the time of the Three Holy Emperors, Emperor Fuxi realized that the sacrifice of the demon god was too cruel, so he changed the human sacrifice to the animal sacrifice.

This is the origin of the ritual of sacrifice.

After receiving the blood of cows, sheep, and pigs. All the prisons were made around the altar and fell on the ground.

On the side, there is a sacrificial wine of the Son of Heaven, and the sacrificial wine brewed is offered. Pour cup by cup. After the trip, the aroma of wine and blood blended together, and the sacrifice was almost ready.

The Confucian wine toasted Zhuang Sichen, nodded, looked solemn, and slowly climbed onto the altar. Unfold a volume of the list text, read out the royal book, the emperor stamped the jade seal of the sacrificial text.

"On June 15 of the year of the Mandate of Heaven, I toasted the Zhuang family, bowed my head for the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and begged to listen to ......"

A sacrificial text came slowly, and the sound echoed through the temple. A famous son of heaven sacrificed wine, looked solemn, and listened with his head down.

"Boom!"

A loud bang suddenly came from outside the palace, and a slight vibration was felt far away. Then a puff of smoke rose into the sky. It was only a short moment, and then from other directions, several explosions were heard one after another.

In the temple, everyone was shocked, at this moment, when the sacrificial list was read, this situation was definitely not a good sign.

Confucianism is good at cultivating qi, but not good at martial arts. So even though I listened to the explosion, I didn't know what was going on. Unbeknownst to them, five of the six divisions, along with the military aircraft, were attacked almost simultaneously.

Among them, the soldiers, criminals, rituals, and officials suffered a devastating blow. All the documents, along with the ministers, died almost instantly.

“...... Sacrifice as it is, sacrifice to God as God is, sacrifice heaven and earth as heaven and earth as heaven and earth are in ......"

The Confucian clothes and toasts looked calm, still reading the sacrificial list, and their ears didn't seem to be able to hear the sound outside.

"Hahaha...... , A thunderous laughter suddenly broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, a black dot appeared on the horizon and expanded rapidly:

"There is a reason why Confucianism can rule the world. Such a big thing happened in the capital, and you can still read the next sacrifice. Zhuang Da toast, among Confucianism, except for the master, you are the most mysterious. Not even the three princes. Confucianism is the best at hiding clumsiness, I want to see how powerful you powerless Confucian ministers are!"

In the rumbling sound, a figure expanded rapidly and appeared in the sky above the Taimiao. This person exudes a strong evil aura, and this evil aura is condensed into one, which is intense and terrifying.

Since ancient times, good and evil have been restrained, and this strength of evil qi can already suppress the "heroic righteousness" of Confucianism.

"Boom!"

The void shook, and then a spear, spun violently, with the sound of rolling thunder, shot down violently from the sky. The spear burst through the air, and as a black dragon, it let out a hoarse, mournful roar. Large swaths of space have been shattered.

"Taimiao Heavy Land, Heavenly Evil Sect Master, you dare to be presumptuous!"

A loud shout came from the depths of the palace. In the blink of an eye, a flash of light, a large cyan hand, with pieces of dragon scales, emerged, grabbing from the depths of the palace. One is about to grab at the stormy spear.

"Bang!"

The big cyan hand just flew out, and in the oblique brake, another big black hand, with a lot of demonic energy, broke through the clouds and grabbed it. Block the big cyan hand.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and the palace was heavy, and another big hand grabbed it. But soon, the void cracked, and another giant palm with a terrifying breath and palm prints like mountains and rivers was also caught. Block it.

"Look for death!"

There was an explosion of anger in the palace, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten big hands, like a giant dragon breaking through the sea, emerged from the deep palace. But immediately, there were more powerful arms, breaking through the void and intercepting them.

"Hmph, no matter how many strong people there are in the palace, can they be stronger than the ** Eight Desolations, all the sects?"

A voice said coldly. After finishing speaking, all the palms were jointly pressed, and the palms that protruded from the palace were immediately pressed one by one.

No matter how strong the royal family's heritage is, it is impossible to be stronger than the ** Eight Desolations, the union of all sects. The royal family is really strong to such an extent, I'm afraid that the sects in the world will not be able to exist until now!

However, Shangjing City is the gathering of luck in the world, and all the giant palms can no longer be pressed down when they are pressed down to a distance of more than 300 zhang from the imperial city.

Inside the temple, this sudden change immediately shook.

"Hurry up, protect your lords!"

The guards of the Taimiao exclaimed. Without the slightest hesitation, a guard broke through the air. Take to the skies. The Confucian Son of Heaven wine festival has no martial arts cultivation at all. Once the spear falls, I am afraid that all the sacrificial wine of the Son of Heaven will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

"Boom!"

In just one moment, all the guards who flew up, along with the armor on their bodies, were crushed by the power contained in the spear.

"Outside the evil way, kill!"

A cold voice, with a murderous aura, came from the deep Taimiao. The earth shook, and then several figures appeared, and lightning flew out. Everyone has a half-step life star cultivation. Several of them are only a little short of twisting their true qi into a single strand, and it can be said that the condensation of true qi has reached the point of ninety percent.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Evil Sect Master, I'm coming!"

With a long laugh, a plain-robed figure, hidden in the clouds and mist, suddenly shattered through the void and appeared in the imperial city. Just a punch was thrown, and the punch flew out, and a famous temple guard immediately flew out.

This person is the contemporary sect master of Vientiane, Mu Ye Cang! With a flip of his palm, the rolling true qi was like a storm, pressing down towards the Taimiao.

"Alas!—"

On the altar, the sound of the sacrificial text being read came to an abrupt end, accompanied by a long sigh, and the Confucian wine toast Zhuang Sichen with ancient and cangsang eyes finally raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this moment, his eyelids blinked, and in his gaze, a white light that was still dazzling than the sun burst out, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly turned into a dazzling day.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a mighty righteousness that shook the heavens and the earth and the universe, and even the sun and the moon were discolored, rushed into the sky, and after shrinking for a moment, it suddenly expanded, instantly enveloping the entire Shangjing City, and radiating a thousand miles outward!