Chapter 64: The Great Ceremony of Welcome God

Author: Mr. Xuanxin

Chapter 64: The Great Ceremony of Welcome God

"I have communicated with the monks of the Feather Tribe. You will stay in the Feather Tribe for a few days first. After the matter is over, someone will send you back to Dayan."

Lu Xuan said.

Hearing his words, the people of Dayan thanked him even more. It took them a long time to leave with the Feather Tribe.

"The demon king of Panjiang Kingdom colluded with the barbarians, probably because he was unjust, but we didn't need to intervene...

If it involves diplomacy between the two sides, let’s leave this matter to the Yu tribe to communicate. I believe the Lord of Panjiang Kingdom has his own thoughts in his mind.”

The barbarians used the power of the temple to come from the barbarians' land to Panjiang Kingdom, intending to collude with the demon king and invade the feather tribe.

Although the current crisis has been resolved, the subsequent diplomatic issues will probably be arguing for a while.

Lu Xuan stretched and exhaled a breath of turbid air:

"The barbarians' faith power is really full of hostility..."

Although it is not that it cannot be refined with golden elixirs, this kind of barbaric belief is both useless and unpalatable, so it was spit out by Lu Xuan.

At this moment, he let out a "huh" and after a moment, Lu Xuan's expression became strange.

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Lingzhu noticed his expression.

"There is a guy who wants to talk to me."

A smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face.

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the next day.

There was news among the barbarians that the new barbarian god had awakened and a ceremony to welcome the gods will be held within the barbarians.

Dayan Dynasty.

In the imperial study room.

"His Majesty."

An old man in brocade robe walked into it quickly and raised his hand to salute.

Su Yuan, the emperor of the Dayan, who was criticizing the memorial, put down his pen and pulled a chair from the side:

"What's the matter with Shang Jing?"

Shang Xinyu, Prime Minister of the Dayan Dynasty, spoke:

"The news came from the south that our people found that the revived barbarian god had woken up and a ceremony to welcome the gods will be held in three days."

He paused for a moment:

"The old minister thinks that this is not good news for Dayan."

The barbarians advocate sacrifices, and many activities are related to sacrifices.

At this time, the ceremony of welcome to the gods was held, of course, not just for celebration, but for collecting faith at the ceremony of welcome to the gods, so that the barbarian gods could restore their strength.

After learning about the barbarians' actions, Shang Xinyu immediately entered the palace to meet the saint and discussed the matter with Su Yuan.

Su Yuan pondered for a moment, but did not answer immediately, but said:

"Some time ago, the president of Sancai Academy wanted to cut off the talent of the world and sacrifice the Confucian clan to achieve his own success. When he was about to succeed, the saint showed his spirit and drew his merits and shone three thousand feet to suppress him... Is this the situation at that time?"

"It's exactly the same as what Your Majesty said."

Although it was strange why His Majesty asked this question, Shang Xinyu still answered this question.

"Then don't worry."

Su Yuan suddenly smiled, "Shang Jin, please relax, the barbarians will definitely not be able to do this."

"What does your majesty mean?"

Shang Xinyu was confused when he heard this.

Su Yuan: "There is no need to worry about this matter. Shang Xiang is waiting for the good news."

Shang Xinyu: "..."

He felt that His Majesty was a little riding man.

Shang Xinyu knew what the riddle man was.

At the beginning of the founding of the Dayan Dynasty, the etiquette and rules were imitated by the ancient countries of the previous dynasty, and even some bad habits were inherited. The court officials were speechless and many of the meanings needed to be guessed by others.

Su Yuan once angrily criticized this trend and scolded several ministers, calling this behavior a "ridiculer", which seriously affected communication and administrative efficiency.

Shang Xinyu knew that when His Majesty was young, he had learned a lot of knowledge from the other party, and probably the word "rib man" was also included.

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Three days later.

Barbarian Holy Mountain.

On the huge square, many barbarians gathered.

There are twelve large tribes of the barbarians, who rule the vast land of Nanling. Those who can come to the Holy Mountain to make pilgrimage are all elites and leaders of the tribes.

The square was overcrowded. Because the population base was too large, even if the elites of various tribes were selected, there were tens of thousands of barbarians coming here.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu are also here.

However, Lu Xuan felt that he was crowded and did not stand with these monsters.

On the Holy Mountain Square, there are huge statues of the Barbarian God, with exquisite details and lifelike life.

With the aesthetic and artistic ability of the barbarians, they naturally cannot carve such high-level statues.

Lu Xuan knew without guessing that this must have been accused of craftsmen from the human race or demon race territory. After completion, he also ate the master in charge of carving to celebrate the completion of the statue.

At this time, Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu were sitting on the head of the statue of the Barbarian God, waiting to watch the fun.

"Woo--"

A priest blew a special horn, with a thick and vast voice, as if from ancient times, with a desolate and solemn atmosphere.

"Dong, dun, dun..."

Immediately, a big animal-skin drum was beaten, and the sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the sky.

The big drum beat the total 9980 times, but Jiao Wushuang frowned on the platform in the center of the square.

Because until now, Fushan and others have not appeared, he is the only one among the four strongest patriarchs of the barbarian tribe.

Jiao Wushuang felt a little uneasy, but the time had come, so he could only grit his teeth and walk to the front of the platform and announce the official start of the ceremony of welcoming the gods.

"Moo Hoho Sa, Moo Hoho Sa..."

Jiao Wushuang called out the name of the god, and his obscure tone was heard. The barbarians below all spoke and recited them with him.

A wind suddenly blew around.

It was getting dark.

It seemed as if some invisible and intangible existence had arrived, covering the square.

After a few breaths, the place turned into darkness.

The barbarians raised their heads one after another, and the day and night alternated. The sun in the sky disappeared, and there was no light around them, so they could not see their five fingers.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a terrifying beast lurking, opening its bloody mouth, ready to swallow them.

The barbarians were frightened and almost fell into the abyss. In despair, a light lit up ahead.

A hazy figure appeared quietly on the high platform.

His body exudes a gentle brilliance, endless, and when the barbarians see Him, their hearts settle down.

In His body, the light became brighter and brighter, dispelling the cold darkness and allowing the light to come back to the earth.

"Moo Hoho Sa! Moo Hoho Sa!"

I don't know who shouted the name of God.

Soon, every barbarian in the field began to recite.

The appearance of the barbarian god just now symbolizes the history of the barbarians. In the extremely long ancient times, the barbarian god created the barbarians and guided them out of confusion and darkness and ushered in light.

Tens of thousands of barbarian elites raised their heads and looked at the figure made of light on the platform, their eyes full of reverence.

Above the square, the atmosphere of the God-welcoming ceremony has reached its peak.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded:

"My barbarians fight with the sky and the earth, with iron bones and straight backbone, so why should I worship the barbarian god?"

Wushan, Lujiang and Ximing led the tribe members to the direction of the high platform.
Chapter completed!