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On the third day of the first month of March, the grasslands in the south of Wonju are already in full bloom, and there is a vibrant scene. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info green grass surged up vigorously, and the wild flowers all over the mountains competed with each other. The air is filled with a faint fragrance, which is refreshing.

The early spring sun shines all over the hillside, shining on the grass and flowers that cover the mountain, shining on the butterflies and birds that are flying, shining on the herds of cattle, sheep and horses, and shining on the magnificent shrine standing high on the hillside.

A few miles away, Ou Chuyang could clearly see the majestic huge temple. The Temple of Acanon is hundreds of zhang long and wide, and the height is also hundreds of zhang, and the whole building is square, and Ou Chuyang can't see which architectural style it is.

Looking at the golden temple in the sunlight, Ou Chuyang muttered in his heart: Is this Acanon Temple made of gold? It doesn't look like the mysterious temple......

Ou Chuyang was sure that the material used to forge the Mysterious Hall was definitely not gold. This Acanon should not be a mysterious temple, this time it is estimated that it was a trip for nothing......

Although Ou Chuyang felt disappointed for a while, he was quickly relieved. Since the mysterious hall is related to the legendary sword god secret, it is definitely not something that can be found casually. Otherwise, the world would have been turned upside down.

Although, Ou Chuyang was very worried that when he hit the sword master realm, he would not have a suitable technique to guide him. But this matter is not in a hurry, so I can only slowly look for opportunities.

Ou Chuyang was thinking about his thoughts, but Toya next to him was already extremely excited, and shouted loudly while galloping on his horse, "What a big temple!

Temur couldn't hide his excitement, and spurred his horse to chase Toya forward. Ou Chuyang and the three of them still walked forward unhurriedly.

Gold is not very valuable in the eyes of the sword master. But if such a majestic temple was made entirely of gold, it would be very impressive indeed.

Mu Wanqing's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Among the five people, only Hua Wuxian was not the first time to see the Arcanon Temple, he walked beside Mu Wanqing like a tour guide, telling the history of the Arcanon Temple: "Legend has it that this Arcanon Temple was built here by the sword god Dugu Jian himself after the catastrophe of destruction 10,000 years ago. It is used to warn the world, respect God and cherish blessings......"

Before I knew it, I was in front of the Temple of Acanon. Looking up at the temple from a close distance, I feel that it is tall and majestic, resplendent and amazing. Ou Chuyang couldn't help but sigh, was that sword god a human or a god? Such a magnificent and huge project could only be described as a miracle.

At this time, tens of thousands of people had gathered in the vast meadow in front of the Acannon. Believers from different tribes from all corners of the world changed into snow-white robes, and from a distance they looked like sheep covering the earth.

These tens of thousands of white-robed believers gathered together, but they were not noisy at all. They fastened their mounts, knelt quietly on the grass, and bowed to the Temple of Acanon. This world is shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, which makes people feel very peaceful and empty.

Ou Chuyang himself is an atheist and does not want to participate in this kind of religious practice. Since the Temple of Arcanon was not the mysterious temple he was looking for, he planned to continue on his way.

Hua Wuxian persuaded: "Since you have already come, let's rest for one night before leaving." Every year on the evening of the third day of the third month of March, the Temple of Archanon unveils miracles and is worth seeing. ”

"Oh well. Ou Chuyang stopped in the relatively sparse place where the crowd on the periphery was relatively sparse. Toya and Temur sat down on their knees and prayed for blessings, following the example of the others. Ou Chuyang and the three of them sat on the ground and cultivated.

Anyway, the 'Aoxue' sword had already been taken out, and Ou Chuyang simply stopped shying away from it, and directly used the 'Remnant Yang' and 'Aoxue' swords to cultivate.

Hua Wuxian looked at the hilt of this pair of swords, and asked curiously, "Why did you use five sword eye gems for this pair of swords?"

Ou Chuyang didn't raise his eyelids, and said lightly: "Because I have money." ”

Hua Wuxian: "......"

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In the evening of early spring, the night is like a curtain. Although it is not as bright as the stars in the middle of summer, it is also misty and beautiful. The Temple of Acanon was preceded by a sparkling torch that illuminated the world.

People didn't light a roaring bonfire, sing and dance, drink wine in large bowls, and eat large pieces of meat as in the usual grassland festivals. Instead, he remained silent, staring silently at the Acanon in the light of the fire.

What miracles will be revealed? Ou Chuyang and Mu Wanqing also stopped cultivating and looked at the temple curiously.

There are no sacrificial monks or the like to preside over this festival, and it seems to be a spontaneous pilgrimage. Moreover, the Acanon was never in or out, and it was not known what was inside.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, the time had passed.

The Temple of Acarnons remained silent.

The crowd grew noisy, and people slowly approached the temple with nervous faces.

Hua Wuxian frowned and muttered, "Time has passed, this is a little wrong......

"Has it been past the time for the miracle to appear?" Ou Chuyang pulled Mu Wanqing and walked forward with the crowd, "Let's go over and have a look." ”

The people slowly gathered in front of the temple, and at the same time stared nervously at the temple, their eyes full of anxiety. The sudden cessation of the miracle worries believers, which has never happened before.

Tens of thousands of people crowded together one after another, asking each other with suspicious eyes, but no one answered.

An old voice suddenly came from the front of the crowd, crying: "The miracle is no longer manifesting, is it because the gods have abandoned us, or is the catastrophe of destruction ten thousand years ago about to come again to punish the lowly people......

This voice was like a fuse, quickly detonating the crowd.

"The gods no longer bless the world, and our end is coming!"

"Ah...... Doomsday...... The end is coming?"

"God, please don't give up on us, we are all your most devout believers, we will all do your will, please be merciful and bless us!"

"I see!" In the chaos, the loud voice of a bald man shocked the people around him: "The gods are angry, so they no longer send miracles." We need to make offerings and ask the gods for forgiveness!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" immediately echoed, "We will offer the strongest bull, the fattest lamb, and the sweetest wine to the gods, and ask for their forgiveness." ”

As he spoke, many people ran around and led the animals they had brought with them to the front of the temple to slaughter and sacrifice. For a moment, the smell of blood was pervasive, and the sound of cattle wailing was everywhere.

Hundreds of cattle and sheep were slaughtered and neatly enshrined on the steps in front of the temple. People fell to their knees, prostrated and prayed, "O noble God, please enjoy our offerings, appease the anger in your hearts, and send down miracles to bless all beings......

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