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A large battalion where the main forces of the Chinese army of the Triple Alliance are stationed.

In the clearing, a high platform nearly 30 meters high was built overnight.

Ling Lan, the legendary national teacher of Da Zhao, is about to sacrifice to the coalition army and pray for the blessing of the army!

The generals at all levels of the coalition command and the elite officers and men of the Chinese army all stood quietly and solemnly, looking forward to it.

On the high platform, Mo Wudao was wearing a set of fancy Taoist robes, his long hair was pulled up, he stood with his hands in his hands, the breeze was blowing, his clothes were fluttering, and he really had a bit of the charm of fairy wind and bones.

On the desk, all the props for sacrificing to the heavens have been arranged according to Mo Wudao's requirements, and all kinds of flags are planted around the high platform.

Beside him, except for Jiang Jingyun, who was also wearing a Taoist robe, there was no third person.

The nephew Jiang Jingyun has a purple bamboo sword in it, and he is Mo Wudao's assistant in a cameo.

"Jingyun, look at it, look at how your uncle fools these mortals!"

A smile hung on the corner of Mo Wudao's mouth, picked up a handful of incense from the table in front of him, lit it and bowed, and then inserted it into the four-corner incense burner on the desk.

Turning to stand, he looked at the hundreds of thousands of troops below.

With a slight wave of his hand, the drummers who had been waiting for a long time in the audience waved the drumsticks in their hands in unison!

"Knock ······"

The low and melodious drum beat sounded and spread in all directions!

After the drums, the high-pitched and loud trumpets also sounded one after another, and then, in the distant camp, the trumpets also sounded in an orderly manner.

"Celestial Worship Ceremony!Begin~"

The representative of the coalition command, Marshal Li Jin of Yan State, presided over the sacrificial process, agitated internal forces, and was majestic and domineering.

The army is solemn!

Then, the livestock is slaughtered, and after slaughtering, they are pushed in carts around the large army column symbolically spared, called 'martyrdom'.

Then, Marshal Li Jin personally poured the blood of the sacrificial livestock on the weapons.

Symbolically, the flags, war drums, gold duo, weapons, etc. used in battle are sprinkled with a little animal blood, which is called "provocation"!

When it's over, it's time to read the vow of war!

This oath, of course, is to first proclaim the righteousness of one's own troops and the evil of the enemy, but these are not the point, the focus is on the various rewards at the end of the oath.

The enthusiasm of the soldiers present was completely ignited, the fighting spirit was soaring, and the atmosphere was very well placed!

Then, the last dose of the booster, the confidence of victory, was handed over to Mo Wudao's heavenly divination to make up for it.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the high platform.

Being watched by hundreds of thousands of people, Mo Wudao did not panic at all, and his heart was calm.

After standing for a moment, he took the purple bamboo sword from Jiang Jingyun's hand and began to play swordsmanship on the high platform.

After a set of flowing swordsmanship was performed, the purple bamboo sword suddenly stabbed out, and the tip of the sword pierced into the spirit rune placed on the table.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword pointed at the sky, and the spirit rune ignited inexplicably!

Above the sky, clouds began to gather in all directions, and the sky above the high platform, which was visible to the naked eye, darkened.

Black clouds crush the city!

In the audience, millions of soldiers witnessed this strange scene, and their eyes widened.

This Linglan National Teacher, can he really call the wind and rain?

"Click!"

In the dense dark clouds, there was a sudden thunderclap, and the thunder flashed, piercing the tragic dome.

Before the soldiers could speak in surprise, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the electric snake danced wildly in the clouds, so it was not scary.

"This Linglan National Master really has the ability to reach the sky!"

Even Li Jin, the marshal of the Yan Kingdom, began to gradually believe in Mo Wudao's methods.

The rest of the generals also showed a look of admiration, especially the soldiers of Da Zhao, who showed even more excitement.

Mo Wudao pretended to be a ghost on stage!

Above the clouds, the Nebula Shuttle hovered stealthily, and Yi Mei'er, Fanxin, and Qingxing Qingqiu stood at the door of the cabin, constantly throwing out basic thunder spells in their hands.

Yi Mei'er and Fanxin, the two with the most powerful mana, were responsible for gathering the clouds within a radius of more than ten miles.

Then, Qingxing and Qingqiu are in charge of guiding mines!

This kind of low-level thunder method, which has little attack power and is purely bluffing, can be released as long as the monk who has married the golden pill.

"We're tired and tired here, it's good for him to dance casually below, and he will attract millions of troops to worship, it's really unfair!"

Yi Mei'er pouted and complained, a layer of fine sweat oozed from her beautiful face, gathering the clouds within a dozen miles, although it was easy to say, but the burden of mana was still not small.

Secretly glanced at the little monk, but saw that his face was as usual, and couldn't help but be a little vigilant! This little master of the Great Compassion Sect has much stronger mana than her.

Fanxin Baoxiang was solemn, his eyes looked through the clouds, looking at the sky-high battle intent of the coalition forces below, and said lightly: "Although Mo Daoyou's method is suspected of fooling the world, the effect is surprisingly good!"

After speaking, her fingers flew, and she suddenly pinched the magic trick, Yi Mei'er glanced at it, and asked suspiciously: "Little monk, what are you going to do?"

Fanxin ignored her, her fingers had been forgotten, and with a push of her hands, a Buddha light pierced into the clouds.

The clouds suddenly rolled up, Qingxing and Qingqiu stopped what they were doing, and the thunder and lightning gradually stopped.

Offstage, Mo Wudao was also stunned, but the movements in his hands were still meticulous.

The thunder and lightning stopped, and in the dark clouds, suddenly there was a faint Sanskrit sound, and the clouds changed for a while, gradually revealing the appearance of a big Buddha.

"Hmph, little monk, you really want to intervene!"

Mo Wudao watched with interest the changes in the clouds.

Whoa!

In the midst of the coalition army, seeing the vision in the sky, many sergeants who believed in Buddhism immediately knelt down and chanted words in their mouths!

"The Buddha has appeared!"

"Buddha bless!"

"Ah······h

Mo Wudao swept down, and a third of the sergeants knelt down, there were really many believers in this Buddhism, no wonder they were not very interested in the competition for this person's emperor's luck!

He even saw three or four kneeling among the high-ranking generals!

On the Nebula Shuttle, Fan Xin showed a satisfied smile when he saw the scene below, and then retreated into the cabin and began to recover his mana cross-legged.

This kind of high-level illusion of transfiguring Buddha images to tempt people's hearts, with his current Yuan Infant cultivation, is indeed a bit laborious, but fortunately, it is effective

Yi Mei'er suddenly smiled, took out a handful of elixirs to restore the true yuan, threw it into her mouth, snorted coldly, and said, "Fortunately, we have already prepared!"

Qingxing and Qingqiu also nodded, walked behind Yi Mei'er, stretched out their hands to support the girl's shoulder, and the true yuan continued to enter Yi Mei'er's body.

Get support!

A gleam erupted in Yi Mei'er's eyes, her hands flew up, and the clouds in the sky changed again.

Then, a dazzling light pierced the clouds, and the Buddha incarnation condensed by the Brahma monk dispelled the dark clouds.

Heaven and earth returned to clarity, and the light full of warmth spread to the earth, shining on Mo Wudao on the high platform, and then centered on him, the light spread around.

Everywhere the light went, everyone felt a shock in their spirits, and their bodies seemed to be filled with inexhaustible strength!

Then, as Mo Wudao's long sword returned to its sheath, the dazzling light suddenly disappeared, and in the sky, the clouds dispersed, and everything returned to normal!

"This battle! Heaven's will will point out! Wait, you will win!"

The true yuan in Mo Wudao's dantian was agitated, and the voice was loud and far-reaching, resounding for several miles!!

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Millions of soldiers roared in unison! The soldiers pointed out! The morale was soaring!