Wang Xiaodao really didn't understand, such a big feng shui bureau of the Heavenly Trench Bureau, the combined strength of many of them could not be activated, just relying on such an ancient legendary folk ritual, could they really borrow the power to activate the Heavenly Trench Bureau?

The question he raised made the smile on Feng Yun's face even worse, and he glanced at him appreciatively:

"I'm glad you were able to think about it.

If you want to know why the ancient folk rituals can have great power, the first thing you have to figure out is where these folk rituals come from?

The real sacrificial ritual comes from ancient witchcraft, and the sacrificial rituals carried out by the ancients are actually more attached to witchcraft, so they will have a more subtle effect.

With the development of the times, many opera cultures began to be mixed with folk sacrificial ceremonies.

It can also be said that the emergence of opera culture is also extracted from folk rituals.

Huaxia is also an ancient country that attaches great importance to rituals.

Survival of the fittest, those rituals that have no effect, with the development and changes of history, have long disappeared in the long river of time.

The ancients did not regard ritual as merely a ritual as we do.

The reason why large-scale ceremonies such as the Tokai Festival have been lost is more because many people who perform the rituals find that such rituals are useless.

Actually, the reason for this is that the Tokai festival itself does not have any sacrificial function.

On the contrary, during the ritual, there is a possibility that evil things may interfere with it.

In ancient witchcraft, the Tokai Festival was a ritual called the Dock Ceremony.

The Dock Rite itself is not used for sacrifice, but for witchcraft rituals.

What we are going to use the witchcraft ritual to start this time is not witchcraft, but the feng shui moat......"

Through Feng Yun's detailed explanation, the fat men finally understood what the East China Sea sacrifice meant, and they all nodded seriously.

Looking at the three fat men standing in front of him, Feng Yun pointed to the several sets of clothes placed next to him, and spoke again:

"All those involved in the ceremony must wear special clothing.

This wide robe with large sleeves is a combination of traditional clothing and wizarding clothing.

After putting on this garment, follow the sacrifice, that is, the person wearing the black dragon mask, to complete the whole ceremony!

The East China Sea ritual itself is like yin and not yang, so in the course of the ceremony, there is a high probability that something will happen that no one can predict.

In the past, there were records in the literature that some villages saw the beautiful scenery of the carp jumping over the dragon gate and turning into a dragon during the East China Sea festival ceremony.

Similarly, there are also sacrifices in the East China Sea that attract ghosts, resulting in the tragedy of the entire village being left unsurviving.

Once the ritual begins, everyone must be rigorous with every step. In this process, no matter what happens, it must be turned a blind eye and a deaf ear. ”

The stakes are very high, and Feng Yun had to tell him repeatedly.

His reminder also made the fat man pay attention to it, and similarly, they also had more doubts about it in their hearts.

"Director, if this East China Sea Sacrifice Ritual is so dangerous, why do we still use this ritual to activate the Heavenly Trench Bureau?

You also said that there are thousands of Chinese Taoism, so you don't have to use this weird and very strange witchcraft, right? ”

Although the fat man is impatient most of the time, but at the critical time, the intelligence of this brain comes up, and as the captain, he needs to be responsible for his own team members before making any decisions.

In response to the question raised by the fat man, Feng Yun nodded with satisfaction, this question is indeed very important.

"You're right, there are thousands of Dao techniques in Huaxia, and naturally there are other Dao techniques that can replace this witchcraft.

However, where we are now, it restricts the use of other Dao techniques.

Outside the warship, there is a vast ocean, if you use Taoism, you must cooperate with very strict steps, whether it is to worship the heavens and invite the gods or to protect the Dharma, you need some items to assist.

The complexity of the steps is indescribable.

The Trench Bureau is such a big feng shui bureau that it is not easy to operate to activate the Dao technique of the Trench Bureau.

And most importantly, with your current cultivation, it is not enough to support you in driving this kind of Dao technique.

At present, the East China Sea sacrificial ritual is the most suitable kind of ritual, and the reason why it can attract all kinds of visions is also because the method itself is extremely profound.

You don't have to be too nervous, you just need to keep yourself safe and undisturbed during the ritual, and the ritual will not be dangerous to you......"

When he said this, Feng Yun looked at Cao Ping'an, who was standing aside and listening carefully: "Head Cao, I believe you also heard what I said just now."

During the ceremony, I would like you and all the fighters on the entire warship to stay inside the warship and not come to the deck.

During this time, no matter what happens, you must not do anything until the ceremony is over! ”

In Cao Ping'an's eyes, the director of the poll bureau, Feng is a peerless master, hearing Feng Yun explain himself like this, he also quickly nodded to show that he understood: "Director Feng, don't worry, I promise that except for you people from the poll bureau, all of us will stay inside the warship and will definitely not add any burden to your actions." ”

With Cao Ping'an's accurate answer, Feng Yun was also relieved.

Under Feng Yun's signal, the fat man and Wang Xiaodao took two sets of clothes, and had already gone to the back to change clothes, Feng Yun pointed to the bag and said seriously to Yan Qilin: "Qilin, there is another set of clothes in the bag, which is for you to wear, and the mask that matches the clothes is also prepared for you!" ”

Before flying before coming to the East China Sea, Feng Yun had already made all the preparations, and it was very natural to explain to Yan Qilin at this time.

Yan Qilin nodded, didn't speak, just took out the clothes inside from the black bag.

Feng Yun himself was holding a set of black robes and that terrifying black dragon head mask, and the set of clothes that Yan Qilin took out was very close to the set of clothes on Feng Yun's body, the only difference was that his black robe had some rough striped decorations on the outside.

The mask that Yan Qilin took out of his hand looked like it was neither a god nor a beast, and the appearance of the blue-faced fangs was more like a Shura from hell.

Feng Yun walked up to Yan Qilin and whispered something in his ear, and the expression on Yan Qilin's face gradually changed from calm to solemn.

"That's about it, you're okay, right?"

In the end, Feng Yun asked definitely.

didn't directly answer Feng Yun's question, Yan Qilin thought for a while before nodding heavily, and replied with a serious mouth: "Director, don't worry, there's no problem on my side!" ”

With Yan Qilin's affirmative answer, Feng Yun was relieved, and after patting him on the shoulder, he took his clothes to prepare.

Soon, the fat man and Wang Xiaodao came out in the clothes with wide robes and big sleeves, and the yellow silk was also hung around their necks by the two of them.

At the same time, according to Feng Yun's instructions, Wang Xiaodao and the fat man also used cinnabar to dot the corners of their eyes, forming a red eyeshadow.

The mysterious and gorgeous costumes, combined with the red demon eye shadow, make the two of them give people an indescribable feeling, like good and evil.

Feng Yun's speed was also very fast, he walked out in a black robe, and his whole temperament changed a lot, making him look extremely mysterious and giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Seeing that Wang Xiaodao and the fat man had already changed their clothes, Feng Yun looked serious: "On the warship, there are no moon instruments, so we use wooden boxes as drums and iron tools as gongs.

I brought suona over, which of the two of you will blow it? ”

Hearing the word suona, the fat man came to his senses, "Director, I will blow this!" ”

Wang Xiaodao, who was standing beside him, glanced at the fat man in surprise, a little incredulous, "Can't see it, you still have this skill?" ”

The fat man smiled proudly: "You don't know this, right?" What is playing suona, this can only be regarded as a basic business, fat man, I am a professional ......"

Wang Xiaodao didn't know that the profession that the fat man said actually meant tomb robbing.

Since stepping into this industry, the fat man also started from a young age. At first, he could only go to some small cemeteries to practice, and many times he needed to act as a funeral team to determine the specific location of the tomb.

It is also for this reason that the fat man has developed the skill of blowing suona.

Of course, later the fat man went to the tombs of various princes and generals, so there was no need to blow suona.

The fat man himself didn't expect that one day he would have the opportunity to pick up the skill of blowing suona.

He took out the suona brought by Feng Yun from the black bag, and after holding it in his hand, the fat man found that this suona was not the same as ordinary suona.

There was a charm tied to the red rope on the suona, and after staring at the charm for a while, he could only vaguely identify it, and the charm seemed to be written in ancient characters.

More than that, he couldn't see it.

With musical instruments, Wang Xiaodao and the fat man stood in different places according to Feng Yun's instructions.

In front of Wang Xiaodao was a wooden box used to replace the big drum, and in his hand, he also held an iron tool to replace the golden gong.

Feng Yun spent almost half an hour explaining the details of the ceremony to Wang Xiaodao and the fat man.

This East China Sea sacrifice ceremony requires the cooperation of each of them, and there can be no mistakes in the middle.

Yan Qilin was wearing the same mysterious magic cannon, and the strange and rough lines on the black robe were particularly obvious when he walked.

The mask on his face did not have any decoration, only the green fangs, and the hearts of the people who looked at it were terrified.

After Feng Yun arranged his position, Yan Qilin stood there motionless, without saying a word, looking at it from a distance, as if a statue of an evil god was standing there.

He didn't seem to be involved in the ritual, but he seemed to be a vital part of the whole ritual.

Cao Ping'an watched the people in the poll bureau busy, curious but didn't dare to come forward to disturb.

After almost communicating with the fat man, Feng Yun glanced at the time before looking at Cao Ping'an: "Commander Cao, now you can enter the inside of the warship."

I repeat, unless you can't hear any sound outside, you can't come out, otherwise you have to stay firmly inside the warship, and if you can't come out, you will disturb the ceremony of the Tokai Festival, and it will be the real trouble.

Do you remember clearly? ”

Feng Yun's expression was extremely serious, looking at his expression, Cao Ping'an also knew the importance of the matter, and after nodding solemnly, he turned around and entered the command cabin.

Sinan, who finished talking with the soldiers alone, was just about to go to find Cao Ping'an when he saw him come down first, especially Cao Ping'an also had a solemn expression, he couldn't figure it out, so he simply asked: "Regiment leader, why did you come down?" Is it what's going on above? ”

Seeing Sinan, Cao Ping'an's expression did not relax, but he sighed heavily: "Don't you know, the people in the poll bureau, under the leadership of the director of the bureau, seem to be holding a ceremony called the East China Sea Sacrifice."

Director Feng specifically told me that no one should be allowed to approach the deck, and everyone must stay inside the warship and wait for their ceremony to end! ”

"The East China Sea Sacrifice Ritual? What's that? ”

Sinan had never heard of such a ceremony, and he was completely confused and couldn't figure it out.

Cao Ping'an had already sat down, constantly recalling what was happening in his mind.

"Sinan, to be honest, I feel very lost. I even suspect that all that is happening right now is my dream.

Director Feng came on a crane, and that scene was simply shocking, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have believed it.

It's like a miracle happened, right in front of our eyes, and I really don't know what I'm thinking now! ”

It was also in front of Sinan that Cao Ping'an dared to show his dazed appearance.

It's incredible.

Seeing him like this, Sinan also sighed rarely, "Lao Cao, this matter is no longer something we can manage if we want to, let alone something we dare to continue to investigate."

With the surging history of more than 5,000 years in China, you and I only have a short lifespan of less than a hundred years, how can we understand the secret?

In the past, I have also heard some things about immortals, Taoism, feng shui and the like, but today, with the rapid development of science and technology, we don't care about those legends, and naturally we don't believe them, only think that they are just the ignorance of feudal superstition.

Today, now, the facts are in front of our eyes, you and I have seen with our own eyes, the entire polling bureau, including the mysterious director Feng, what they think and do is not something we can understand.

It was already a great opportunity for us to be able to see them perform their Dao skills.

As for what they're going to do and how they're going to do it, that's really not something we can worry about.

We should still relax about what they say and do, and we don't need to worry so much about ......" (end of chapter)