The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 386: Sacrifice to Heaven Ceremony
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Fu Xiaoguan looked up and found that the sun was already high in the sky.
He looked straight ahead and saw a wide high platform a few hundred meters ahead, and above the high platform was the huge red and black temple.
His eyes only paused at the temple for a short time, and then he was once again attracted to the snow-capped mountains behind the temple.
The white snow exudes a dazzling luster in the sun, as beautiful as a fairy wearing holy clothes, looking down at all living beings majestically.
If you are traveling, this is beautiful scenery.
If it is a sacrifice, this place is indeed holy.
But if it's an avalanche... of all the people here, no one can escape!
Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath of the cold air, and his eyes fell on the temple.
The temple was built solemnly and solemnly, with various banners fluttering around it, and in front of it was a wide avenue.
A priest in red clothes came out of the temple, followed by a large group of priests in black clothes.
They walked down hundreds of steps and came to Emperor Wen.
The priest in red bowed and saluted, while the priests in black behind him were all prostrate on the ground.
"The time has come, Your Majesty, please come on stage!"
Emperor Wen casually took Fu Xiaoguan's hand and led Fu Xiaoguan to the steps. He climbed up the steps and spent a cup of tea walking to the high platform and standing in front of the temple.
Fu Xiaoguan felt that this place was a bit depressing.
The temple has black walls and red pillars. It is majestic and majestic, as if an ancient giant beast is lying in front of it.
There is a huge cauldron placed on the platform in front of the temple. The cauldron is carved with cloud patterns and various auspicious animals.
On both sides of the platform, there were hundreds of black-clad priests standing, holding various musical instruments in their hands, including drums, flutes, gongs, etc.
What made him feel even more uncomfortable was the snow-capped mountains behind the temple!
The snow is less than thirty meters above the temple, and below it is a glacier formed by melted snow.
Standing here, it was as if even the sunlight had lost its temperature. Even though he was wearing a mink fur coat, he still felt a biting chill.
The high priest in red came up with the group of priests in black. A priest in black lit the yellow paper in the cauldron. The high priest in red took two sticks of high incense and lit the flames of the yellow paper. Lit it, respectfully handed one to Emperor Wen, and then handed another to Fu Xiaoguan.
"The sacrifice to heaven begins!"
With the high priest in red shouting, Emperor Wen respectfully inserted the incense on the incense stand of the big cauldron, and Fu Xiaoguan followed suit.
Then, there was the sound of divine music, the sound of trombones, and the sound of gongs and drums. The sound immediately echoed in the mountain col.
Fu Xiaoguan was startled and looked up at the snowy mountain again, thinking if there was a resonance...!
Nothing seems to be happening.
Emperor Wen once again took Fu Xiaoguan's hand and walked into the temple.
The huge temple was brightly lit, with a huge statue erected inside.
That was Emperor Haotian worshiped by the Wu Dynasty. He was dressed in golden divine clothes, holding a scroll of heavenly books, with a majestic face and eyes like torches, looking down at the people who came to worship.
In this large temple, there are hundreds of black-clad priests. Immortal music is also playing here at this moment. The sound of music is curling up and echoing with a few cigarettes.
Fireworks rose from the wood stove on one side of the statue to welcome the god.
The high priest in red took some fragrant wax, lit it, and handed it to Emperor Wen and Fu Xiaoguan respectively.
Emperor Wen placed a pair of red wax on the incense table, held the green incense and knelt respectfully in front of the statue of Emperor Haotian. He bowed three times and kowtowed nine times. Then he stood up and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.
Fu Xiaoguan followed suit, and the high priest in red stood in front of the incense table and shouted: "Lay jade and silk!"
Dozens of black-clad priests filed in outside the temple, holding gifts needed to worship the heavens in their hands. They stood behind Emperor Wen.
A priest in black brought a golden basin with water filled with smoke.
Emperor Wen was purifying his hands in the basin, and the black-robed priests handed over the sacrifices to Emperor Wen one by one. He also placed these sacrifices on the altar one by one.
When all the jade and silk fabrics were placed, the high priest in red shouted again: "The Great Emperor Haotian is here, the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty seeks to see him, and reads out the sacred text of offering sacrifices to the sky. I respectfully ask the Emperor Haotian to listen to me!"
Qing Taichang Temple held up a golden sacred text with both hands and respectfully sent it to Emperor Wen. Emperor Wen took it with both hands and glanced at Fu Xiaoguan.
Fu Xiaoguan knelt down again and heard Emperor Wen reciting loudly: "The emperor Wu Changfeng, together with his eldest son Wu Xiaoguan, begs the Haotian God to listen..."
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground. He raised his head and looked at it. No one else seemed strange, so he lowered his head again.
"I have been on the throne for ten years, and I have worked hard to govern without daring to be lazy, so that the people of the Wu Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, and the country can prosper."
"...My eldest son, Wu Xiaoguan, has been living among the people for seventeen years. He understands the suffering of the people and knows how difficult it is to prosper."
"... Wu Xiaoguan is full of poems and books, and he has talents in the world. Therefore, I intend to crown him as the prince. I hope God Haotian will have mercy on me, and I will choose a day to worship my ancestors in the Ancestral Temple and announce it to the world!"
After the eloquent reading of the heaven-sacrifice sacred text was finished, Fu Xiaoguan was still kneeling. He was not silently praying to the Haotian God to bless the Wu Dynasty, the country and the people, but was carefully feeling the shock from afar.
This kind of vibration is very slight, and it is extremely difficult to feel it if you are not kneeling on the ground and touching the ground with your hands.
When Emperor Wen threw this sacred text into the fire, when the flames rose, when the divine sounds inside and outside the temple sounded again, especially when the drums suddenly sounded, Fu Xiaoguan suddenly jumped up - —
The shaking of the earth became more intense, and there was a faint sound of thunder!
Avalanche!
He grabbed Emperor Wen's hand and rushed out of the temple, shouting at the same time: "Run!"
Emperor Wen suddenly frowned. Although the ceremony of worshiping the heaven was almost completed, there was still one last item left - he wanted to kneel down and worship God Haotian and get the response from God Haotian!
What is this Fu Xiaoguan doing?
"Let go!"
Fu Xiaoguan's heart was as cold as ice. He had never been so panicked and fearful. Even if he was shot with two arrows by Beiwangchuan in the border town, and even if he was besieged by twelve masters in Jinghu Villa, he did not feel as desperate as he did now.
He deeply understands the power of avalanches. This is the power of nature and cannot be resisted by manpower, even if the Martial Saint is here!
Just as he was dragging Emperor Wen out of the temple, everyone waiting on Liluoyuan was looking at the snowy mountains in the distance——
The sun shines on Jinshan!
The clouds and fog on the Snowy Mountains actually dispersed, and she seemed to have unveiled the mysterious veil, revealing her holy appearance.
People were shocked, then cheered, and then rejoiced, thinking that this was the will of God. They thought that the ceremony of worshiping heaven inside had been completed, and God Haotian showed mercy to the world.
Clouds and mist appeared again on the mountainside of the Snow Mountain, but then Su Jue frowned - that was not clouds and mist, that was snow mist!
He didn't know this thing was an avalanche.
He looked at it in astonishment, feeling that something was wrong, but the people around him were cheering, but then he felt the ground shaking, and then heard a loud roar!