Chapter 58: The Ritual of Soul Sacrifice (2)

"Return, return, soul to the emperor, the world is peaceful!" the voice of chanting echoed in heaven and earth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Dayan led hundreds of civil and military officials to bow down reverently, their faces were reflected in the firelight, their eyes were firm, and they sincerely prayed for the heroic souls dedicated to the Great Yan Kingdom.

The man in yellow pinched the trick again and again, and the spiritual power burst out, hooking up the spiritual power of heaven and earth. The color of fire burned in the sky, it was not only the ordinary fire of the world, but also the aura burned, and all the fire light would last for a long time.

The firelight divides the heavens and the earth, and it seems to be the boundary between heaven and earth, magnificent and full of wonder, so that people cannot take their eyes off it.

The light of the fire changed in Ran's hands, as if the gods suddenly opened their eyes and opened the door to another world. The flames stretched, and clear light emerged from the flames.

"The soul of the warrior returns, and the people return to their hearts!"

Qingguang has human faces on them, not the same, this is the soul of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom who died in the battle outside, and they were summoned here. They floated and swirled around the stone pillars left behind by the burning of the Yellow Flag, hovering in the air.

A trace of emotion appeared on Emperor Dayan's face, and a stone fell in Jiang Ji's heart when he saw this scene. From now on, the people's perception of monks in the Great Yan Kingdom should change subtly, and they will also yearn for the power that the monks have, so that the Great Yan Kingdom will soon be absorbed by the cultivation forces, and he can also use it to get in touch with higher-level monks and obtain a higher-level method of sustaining life.

The music gradually rose, and all the clear light continued to drill into the stone pillars, and the circle of auspicious cloud patterns engraved on them emitted a clear light.

"The soul returns! Go to the king's constant work, what is the Quartet? Give up the pleasure of the king, and leave the other ominous! The soul returns! The east can't support some, the elder is thousands, but the soul is a squire. The soul is back! The south can't stop a little, the pit viper is blooming, and the fox is sealed for thousands of miles. The soul has returned! The harm of the West is a thousand miles of quicksand! It has swirled into the thunder abyss, and it is scattered and cannot be stopped. The soul is back! The north can't.

Increase the ice and snow. Return, this is rest!"

The man in yellow recites "The Conjuring", the tone is yin and yang, and it is very rhythmic, which makes people have endless reverie about the content of the text. Qingguang's soul was also in his soothing voice, and one by one it drilled into the stone pillars, condensing into a stroke of auspicious clouds above.

Emperor Dayan constantly bowed and offered his sincerity to the gods of heaven and earth.

The light emitted by the stone pillars became stronger and stronger, and the patterns of auspicious clouds on them became more dense.

Such a process lasted for half an hour, and from beginning to end, the Great Yan Emperor knelt on the ground without a word of complaint. As the emperor deserved, the other cultural relics officials naturally didn't dare to get up, so they had to complain a few words in their hearts.

The fire in the sky dissipated, and the clarity between heaven and earth was restored, and there was no previous oppression.

Suddenly, two clear rays of light emerged as the flames dissipated, and swirled around the stone pillar.

The other clear lights all melted into the stone pillars, but these two clear lights refused to melt in.

The man in yellow nodded a few fingers on his hand, and said in his mouth: "Ten days out, flow gold and stones." They are all accustomed to it, and the soul will be released. Come back! Don't ask for something. It can't be a long time coming. ”

As if attracted by something, the two clear lights gradually approached the stone pillar, and suddenly just when they touched the stone pillar, they popped out again, unwilling to fall into it.

Emperor Dayan frowned, Long Yan was displeased, and thousands of people were watching, this soul sacrifice ceremony must not make any mistakes. With such a big sacrifice, every emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom may only hold it once in his life. This is an opportunity to leave a name in the history books, and there is no room for a single flaw.

Jiang Ji gave the man in yellow a look, the man in yellow understood, and shot out two rays of light in his hand to entangle Qingguang's soul, he turned his wrist, and the two Qingguang struggled violently, and the man in yellow sweated on his forehead, these two souls were unexpectedly difficult to deal with.

There was a shock in his hand, and the two clear rays of light broke free with a thud, and hovered on the roof again.

Under the rooftop, there was an uproar.

Emperor Yan's face became gloomy, and Jiang Ji was watching beside him, knowing that this was a sign that Emperor Yan was about to have an attack.

The monks who had been guarding both sides of Emperor Yan glanced at each other, walked up to the man in yellow together, and put pressure on him. Emperor Dayan's brows were slightly twisted together, waiting for the man in yellow to deal with it.

As the saying goes, a companion is like a tiger, Jiang Ji is like a pins and needles behind the Great Yan Emperor, these two monks are very angry, he has not seen them in the palace before, he suddenly found that he is now a little unable to guess the thoughts of the Great Yan Emperor.

At this moment, there was some commotion among the crowd under the rooftop, and the movement became louder and louder, so that the Great Yan Emperor on the rooftop could hear it.

Emperor Dayan stood up and looked back, only to see that on the southernmost steps, the prince Ji Xi was dressed in white clothes for a lifetime, holding a scroll and kneeling three times and nine knocks, walking towards the rooftop step by step. Beside him, there were two old men beside him, dressed in white, and the three of them seemed to be mourning together.

Someone from the hundreds of officials of the cultural relics reacted and ordered many people to surround it, but Ji Xi turned a blind eye and still walked respectfully and reverently to the rooftop. He was so serious that the guards didn't know what to do, and finally let him go up.

Ji Xi stood on the rooftop, raised the scroll above his head with both hands, looked at his feet, and the civil and military officials looked at each other, and automatically gave way.

Ji Xi and the three of them knelt down and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Emperor Dayan opened his mouth and asked, "You are not on the list of personnel for this ceremony, why can you come here to disrupt the ceremony?"

Ji Xi knelt down and bowed three times and said: "Your Majesty, this ceremony is a grand event of the royal family, and I, as the son of Ji Man, should participate in the ceremony, so I came here with the intention of disturbing it." ”

The faces of the hundred officials of the cultural relics changed greatly, and the word "Ji Man" almost became a forbidden word in the court after that incident, and no one dared to mention it again. Anyone who mentions these two words has become an auspicious cloud on the pillar.

Sure enough, after these two words were spoken, Emperor Dayan's face changed and changed, and a trace of blood red surged up from his neck. Helplessly, this is a very formal place of worship, cultural relics and hundreds of officials and tens of millions of people are here, he can't vent his emotions at will, and he forced the anger in his heart to suppress it, but he still said with a displeased tone: "You are still young, and you are not yet in line with the ritual law, so I did not call you in accordance with the etiquette law." ”

"Definitely!" said an old man beside Ji Xi, kneeling down.

A civil official pointed his finger and asked, "Who are you who dare to offend Your Majesty today?" ”

The old man bowed again and said: "The Son of Heaven has not spoken, and the courtiers have taken the voice first, which is suspected of covering the master." Are you rebellious?"

When the civil official heard the old man's words, his legs weakened in fright, and he hurriedly knelt down and said, "You...... Your Majesty, it's his nonsense. ”

Emperor Yan glanced at the civil official and said to the old man, "What do you mean by 'non-yes'?"

The old man said slowly: "There is a record above the etiquette law, the royal father is in the son's position, and the father is in the son's generation, which is the courtesy." His father died young, but he was a member of the royal family, so he should inherit his father's throne and pay tribute on his father's behalf. ”

The old man's words were deafening, and everyone was shocked, didn't he know that Ji Man had been stripped of his title and executed under the iron hooves of the rebellious army?