Grandpa looked at these things. He knew that these were recorded in previous books. However, at this distance, the surrounding environment was too dark and he could not see clearly what they were. Grandpa only had a rough guess.
The elder shaman came out, walked to the open space in front of everyone, looked at everyone sitting there, clasped his fists in front of everyone and saluted, and turned his body towards everyone, turning one hundred and eighty degrees, as a salute to everyone.
"Tonight is the highlight of the Sapphire Blade Identification Conference, and it is also about identifying the origin of a Sashimi Blade. Look at how many souls there are under this Sashimi Blade, and see who these souls were before they were alive."
After speaking, the great elder of the shamanism looked at the Yue family with a smile, his eyes filled with evil intentions.
"This killing blade is a good thing, especially those killing blades that come down from the battlefield. They are real dangerous things."
"That's true, but if this thing was specially made for sacrifice in peaceful times, and the blood and lives of the people were used, then the person who made this knife should really die."
"No, if it's all our own blood and lives, then this person really deserves to die."
"Let's take a look. I hope such a heinous person will not appear here, otherwise my knife will really kill people."
"That's right, if I meet such a person, I will definitely kill him."
"I happen to be short of materials. Give them all to me, and I will definitely tell them to live not to die."
A group of people who relied on shamanism to breathe, all looked at the Yue family with ill intentions when they spoke.
"Hmph..." Grandpa didn't talk to them. He just waited for the appraisal to begin. When the appraisal comes out, there is nothing wrong with the killing blade. Naturally, there is no need to say anything to these people. If there is something wrong, he will still be ready to expose it.
If the killing array is activated, these people will just be dead, so there is no need to waste any words.
"The person who is presiding over the ceremony this time is the fourth elder of my shamanism. The fourth elder thinks that everyone in the formation is here. After the ceremony begins, the fourth elder cannot speak. Therefore, no matter what you see, please keep quiet."
"Don't worry, Great Elder."
"That's right, we're not children, so we're not that blind."
"We all know the rules, so don't worry, Great Elder."
"Please rest assured, Great Elder."
"That's good, I'd like to trouble you all."
After listening to these people's statements, the great elder bowed his hands to them and thanked them. However, only he knew whether he was thanking them for their cooperation and keeping silent, or thanking them for trying to exploit the Yue family.
"The time has come, congratulations, eight treasures have descended from heaven, good luck..."
In the direction of the altar, a shaman disciple, covered in black robes, raised his neck and shouted loudly. The voice was so high that it made everyone's ears buzz. This voice really surprised them.
The situation next to the altar once again became the focus of everyone's attention.
I saw the black-robed elder walking to the altar and slowly placing some things in specific positions, because there were nine round holes on the altar, to be precise, nine bowl-shaped round pits, all of which were empty.
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Among the nine circular pits, there is actually a deep groove connecting each other in the middle. And around the periphery of these nine circular pits, there are some incomprehensible patterns, all of which are grooves. Above these are
Some runes recorded with grooves.
I saw the four elders of the shamanism placing things in the eight grooves, but the middle groove was empty.
After the release, the black-robed elder took a few steps back slightly, walked to the four corners of the altar, erected four pillars at the four corners of the altar, and then slowly tilted the four pillars.
Towards the middle, they actually supported each other without collapsing or tilting.
And between their four pillars, a hole appeared. It was not big, but it was big enough to put some stick-like objects, and underneath this hole were nine circular bowl-shaped pits. To be precise, they were facing the circle in the middle.
The pit, because these nine are located in the nine-square grid, they are facing the circular pit in the middle.
At this moment, the elder slowly walked down the altar and walked towards the seat of the Yue family.
It seems that he came to the Yue family to get the killing blade. After all, this is the killing blade identification meeting. The owner of the killing blade, the head of the Wu family, who is my grandfather, has not handed over the killing blade to the shaman yet, and this fourth
When the elders were arranging the arrangement, they could already see that it was surrounding the altar, so naturally it was also surrounding the killing blade.
Now that the altar has been initially arranged, it is naturally time to get the killing blade, so the fourth elder in black robes walked up to grandpa, looked at grandpa first, and then looked at the head of the Wu family.
The owner of the house was dragging a Japanese samurai I-sword killing blade in his hand.
Naturally, he knew that this knife was the protagonist tonight, so he slowly stretched out his hand to signal the head of the Wu family to hand over the killing blade.
The fourth elder did not speak because of the altar ceremony. The reason why he could not speak was because the great elder had explained it to everyone earlier. Now the fourth elder cannot speak.
The fourth elder stretched out his hand towards his grandfather for the killing blade. Grandpa saw that he didn't say a word and didn't want to pay attention to him. He just turned his head and looked at my grandfather, the head of the Wu family, and nodded slightly, indicating that he could hand the killing blade to him.
My grandfather first lowered his head and looked at his good friend who had been with him for half his life and his glory. He was a little reluctant to hand over the Samurai I-Sword Killing Blade to this black-robed fourth elder of the shamanism.
Although my grandfather was extremely reluctant to give up, he still handed the Japanese samurai sword to the fourth elder of the shamanism.
The fourth elder of the shaman sect felt his hands sink. He received the killing blade from his grandfather. He nodded slightly and slowly pulled out the samurai sword from its scabbard. The fourth elder of the shaman sect turned back and handed the scabbard to my grandpa.
He returned to the altar with only the knife.
The fourth elder of the black-robed shaman sect slowly pushed down the tip of the killing blade and placed it between the four pillars. It was able to hold the killing blade just right, and the tip of the killing blade was exactly at nine.
On the middle circular pit within the circular pit, everything is so rigorous and precise.
The fourth elder of the black-robed shamanism slowly returned to the shaman's seat, walked up to the shaman saint, lowered his head slightly, and did not know what gesture he was making with the shaman saint?
Just like that, the fourth elder in black robes stood in front of the shamanic seat, as if waiting for the shamanic saint to make a decision.
The shamanic saint stood up slowly, walked in front of everyone, and stood in the center.
"There are still two-quarters of an hour left. You still have two-quarters of an hour to start identifying this killing blade. My shamanistic elder just informed me that it will take another two-quarters of an hour, so please be patient.
Wait a moment."
The shamanistic saint stood in the middle and spoke to the Yue family and the people invited by the shamanistic sect, indicating that they could rest for a while.