Chapter 578: Dance for the gods, the good ones will be rewarded, and the bad ones will perish!
Xu Qing's dizziness was still strong at this moment, but many experiences had allowed him to adapt to it. At this moment, he looked at everything around him, and then at the peach in the captain's hand.
Xu Qing smiled.
"I understand a little bit. This Weiyang Mountain Range is like a play."
Upon hearing this, the captain showed appreciation in his eyes and laughed.
"It's indeed a show."
"Junior brother, this is a play dedicated to the Red Moon Red Mother. You and I are fortunate to be able to participate in the play. How wonderful it is."
Xu Qing nodded, he noticed the captain's words dedicated to Red Moon Red Mother.
"Anywhere within the Moon Sacrifice Domain where the Yin Yang Huajian Sect exists is where the power of the Red Moon Red Mother's dream is shrouded. The Yin Yang Huajian Sect will weave a plot and become the dream of the gods."
The captain smiled and spoke.
"This is the ritual dance of the Yin Yang Huajian Sect."
Although Xu Qing had guessed a lot, he didn't associate it with the sacrificial dance. He was a little moved when he heard this.
"Those dancing butterflies..." Xu Qing looked at the captain.
"Dancing butterflies are dream creatures formed by the collisions and intersections after the ritual dancers use the power of the gods' dreams to influence all living beings."
The captain was eating a peach, carrying the past life in his hand, and walked towards Xu Qing, speaking as he walked.
"It is illusory, one of the carriers of the power of dreams, and it is also the medium that transmits the stories here into the consciousness of the gods when they wake up."
Xu Qing took a deep breath. This statement was unbelievable, but after recalling it, everything made sense.
"But before the gods awaken, these dancing butterflies cannot go back, and they will not be able to reflect this great drama."
"You can guess the reason why I know all this and chose to come in proactively, little junior brother."
The captain walked to Xu Qing's side with a proud look on his face.
Xu Qing's eyes fell on the previous life in the captain's hand, and he had an answer in his heart.
"So your previous life was not lost at all, and the cemetery we went to before was actually fake."
"As Senior Brother, you said at the beginning, in order to prevent tomb robbers, you arranged some illusions in advance, and the place we went to is actually... one of the illusions."
"Ning Yan asked you at that time, what was the pattern of the last two of the nine illusions you mentioned."
"You laughed and said nothing at that time, because the cemetery we went to was the eighth illusion, and the entire Weiyang Mountains was... the ninth illusion!"
Xu Qing looked at the captain and spoke slowly.
"Elder brother, how many people have you offended and what have you done to make you so afraid of people stealing your past life?"
The captain was a little surprised when he heard this, and then laughed.
"As expected of my junior brother, haha, you are right, that cemetery is the eighth holiday, and this Weiyang Mountains is the ninth holiday!"
"Elder brother, you and Bai Xiaozhuo have learned badly. It's not good to tell him in advance." Xu Qing frowned.
The captain chuckled. He indeed learned this talking technique from Bai Xiaozhuo. He thought it would make him look awesome.
"Want to know where my real cemetery is?" The captain winked, looking appetizing.
This familiar expression, familiar meanness, and familiar style made Xu Qing finally breathe a sigh of relief, and then spoke expressionlessly.
"In a dream."
Xu Qing didn't want to cooperate.
The captain's eyes widened and he felt a little bored. Little Ah Qing was not as cute as before, but he also saw that Xu Qing was angry, so he laughed, put his arms around Xu Qing's neck, and spoke in a low voice.
"Junior brother, you are so amazing, you can guess all this."
"My previous life, with the help of a mysterious god, was hidden in the dream of Red Moon Red Mother... and even crushed the dancing butterfly in that dream."
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he paid close attention to the mysterious god mentioned in the captain's words.
At the same time, the world changed at this moment. The expressions of all the living beings around changed from numb to ferocious. Whether it was vegetation or rocks, everything exuded strong malice at this moment.
This malice gathered from all directions, erupted from everything in the Weiyang Mountains, and after gathering together, it turned into a sound.
"Get out!"
As the sound came out, the Weiyang Mountains roared together, the earth trembled, and the city below the mountain also shook.
The captain smiled and did not explain this mysterious god, nor did he pay attention to the changes around him. He continued to talk about the place where he lived in his previous life.
"As for the way to open it, you can only enter the dream world, so I didn't tell you in advance, because everything must meet the requirements of this dream here. Only in this way can I truly enter the drama."
"But I warned you before, don't you be angry, little junior brother." The captain smiled playfully and raised the past life he was holding in his hand.
"You see, my purpose is actually it because it is the key to my previous life in this dream. You must not guess what the identity of this thing is."
As the captain spoke, he waved his right hand, and his previous life turned into black water and fell, revealing a... rotten dancing butterfly in the center!
It exuded an ancient aura. It was obvious that it was not just born, but had existed for a long, long time. It was hidden by an extremely high level of personality, so that Chi Mu was unaware of it despite her negligence.
This is the key.
The moment it appeared, there was turmoil in all directions, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled around, the entire Weiyang Mountains shook extremely strongly, and the expressions of countless living beings around showed struggle and pain.
There were even rocks collapsing and vegetation splintering.
At the moment when everything changed, a shocking wave came from the Yin Yang Huajian Sect, and even an extremely angry roar spread across the world.
"Wake up, wake up!"
With the sound of the sound, the struggle of all living things becomes more intense. It seems that the dancer who created this scene wants to end the dream, reverse everything and interrupt the captain's plan.
"It's late."
The captain laughed, raised the key with his finger, and waved it toward the sky.
"open!"
In an instant, the sky roared, and the sound resounded through the clouds. It was like the creation of the world, surpassing the thunder of the sky. As the universe continued to explode, a huge gap appeared directly in the sky.
The crack was not big at first, but in the blink of an eye it continued to expand with deafening sounds, and finally opened and closed, like a scar in the sky.
shocking.
The smell of decay spreads outward from this huge crack. It seems that it has been hidden for too long, and the vicissitudes of time within it are all about to be released at this moment.
The color of the sky changed, and the earth also appeared to collapse. A blue coffin suddenly emerged from the crack.
This is not made of ironwood, but a piece of blue ice!
There is a figure lying in the ice coffin, wearing a luxurious blue robe embroidered with gold. His whole body exudes terrifying pressure, his expression is full of majesty, and he is holding a scepter in his right hand!
With his appearance, the sky exploded, the earth collapsed, and the sound of mourning came from the Yin Yang Huajian Sect.
"The Original Dance Scepter!"
"You were once Daisaimai!!"
At the same time as the voice echoed, in the grotto of the Yin Yang Huajian Sect, the old man wearing colorful robes had an unprecedented change in his expression, with fear and horror in his eyes, and he was quickly cutting off the connection between himself and the projections of all living things in the Weiyang Mountains.
The threads between.
He knew very well that as a sacrificial dancer, although he seemed powerful, he was also extremely fragile. His strength was due to his ability to weave dreams for the gods, and his vulnerability was also due to this.
If the dream weaving ends normally, he has completed a ritual dance, but if he is interrupted during the process, he will suffer backlash.
The so-called sacrificial dance is actually a special ceremony.
The difference between active interruption and passive interruption is a world of difference.
He took the initiative to interrupt and revive people. Although there was backlash, it was not impossible to resist, so when he discovered something was wrong before, his first idea was to actively wake up all living beings, thereby ending the dream weaving.
But if it is a passive interruption, then the meaning is completely different. He has to endure the corrosion of all living beings, the cause and effect of all things, and even more, the backlash from the fragmentation of the power of the gods' dreams.
Even if he returns to the void, he cannot bear all this!
It's just that it's not that easy for outsiders to do this.
But when he saw the scepter representing the Grand Ceremony Dance appearing, he was completely frightened.
But he had no time to take the initiative to cut it off. The moment the coffin appeared, the captain's eyes flashed with wonder and he roared.
"Little junior brother, unfold your power, merge into my coffin scepter, and awaken all living beings here whose destiny has been changed!"
The captain did not go into details, but Xu Qing understood that what he wanted to show was the power of the purple moon. At this moment, Xu Qing endured dizziness and went directly to the ice coffin.
He raised his right hand, moved towards the position of the sealing scepter, and pressed it suddenly.
The power of the purple moon in the body exploded, causing the ice cubes to turn purple. During the captain's pinch, the ice coffin cooperated, and the purple spirit instantly merged into the scepter.
The next moment, Xu Qing's body shook, and he felt a vast force blessing his soul. His dizziness disappeared, his mind became clear, and the world he saw in front of him was suddenly shrouded in haze.
All living beings inside have silk threads rising from their bodies, and all the silk threads are connected to the Yin Yang Huajian Sect Mountain Range.
At the same time, there are illusory dancing butterflies perched on each silk thread, and they are constantly absorbing and growing, large and small.
"wake up!"
Xu Qing's eyes glowed with purple light, and a calm voice came from his mouth.
The moment these two simple words were spoken, it was like millions of thunders exploding at the same time, tearing off all the threads and echoing in the minds of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountains.
Countless monks and laypeople trembled and woke up instantly. After a brief period of confusion, their expressions turned into shock and instinctive retreat.
The original Taoist couple now looked horrified at each other. They didn't know each other at all!
The former brothers are now trembling. They were once mortal enemies.
It turned out that the father, son, mother and daughter were all breathing rapidly, and there was no family relationship between them.
This is only part of it, there are many more sentient beings whose fates have returned to their original positions at this moment, they wake up, and they remember everything.
The same is true for the sect. Even the Yin Yang Huajian Sect cannot escape this scene, as some of its disciples are not from the Weiyang Mountains.
They just passed by and unknowingly became disciples.
But Yunxiazi was trembling at this moment, her hair was disheveled, and she suddenly raised her head to look at the mountain peak.
She is not the sect leader, nor is she the daughter of the ancestor of this sect. On the contrary, the other party is her enemy!
And as the living beings in the Weiyang Mountains awakened, and as their threads shattered, the dream ended.
All the causes and effects, all the backlash, all the interruptions from the gods’ dreams, all the evil caused, converge on the sacrificial dancer.
The screams were shrill and the wails were overwhelming.
The old man in the mountain grotto looked desperate, trying to struggle but to no avail. Every break of the silk thread turned into a dancing butterfly and engulfed him, causing him a certain amount of harm.
The damage caused by the number of living beings in the Weiyang Mountains was even more terrifying. The endless dancing butterflies flickered between illusion and reality, completely covering his body and devouring him crazily.
His body was visibly rotting away, and what made him most desperate was the backlash from the broken dream of the gods, which was not a force he could resist.
Under this backlash, the curse in his body exploded crazily, spreading throughout his body and covering his soul, causing him to fall into madness due to the pain.
Even if he knelt down and prayed to the gods, it would have no effect.
Finally, after a few breaths, swallowed by the endless dancing butterflies and the backlash of the dream of the gods, his whole body turned into blood and fell on the floor of the grotto.
Dance for the emperor, the performers will be rewarded, and even the gods will be rewarded.
