Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 13: God manifests, the holy goes out to the southeast
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His exclamation was loud, but at this moment, no one cared.
Almost everyone raised their heads and looked at the rapidly dimming sky. In the pupils of the people of the empire, countless flying scrolls and gathered dark clouds were reflected.
Yunxu came from all directions, and within a few breaths, they piled up over Kyoto.
The last second was still clear.
In a blink of an eye, dark clouds cover the top.
How can this make people not shocked or afraid?
"Long!!!"
Just as countless exclamations rang out, there was a roar that seemed to originate in the stars without warning.
The voice was heavy and majestic.
At this moment, it swept over 300,000 square kilometers of the mainland.
Not only Kyoto, the entire empire, countless cities, counties, and millions of people were all shocked by this strange noise at this moment.
raised their heads one after another, looking up to the sky in amazement.
In individual areas, more people have witnessed the wonders of dark clouds in the sky suddenly rolling towards the center of the continent.
"What happened?"
"The clouds are far away!"
Countless people are puzzled, but no one can answer.
In contrast, as the source of the roar, the vast Kyoto clearly perceives the terrifying majesty contained in the roar.
After all, few people go to Xiyuan to watch the ceremony.
More people still live as usual.
However, at this moment, in the Greater Kyoto, countless soldiers and civilians stopped their movements.
in the streets and alleys, people who walked stopped one after another, and in the inns and houses, there were also surprised faces.
Taochuan River.
A well-dressed dancer held the empty flower basket, raised her face, and looked at the sky that dimmed in an instant, and the countless thick clouds that rolled, her pupils were full of shock.
"Papa!"
Suddenly, her eyebrows were slightly moist, she raised her hand in amazement to touch, and whispered: "It's raining...?"
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There is no rain in Kyoto today.
There are more clouds and flocks, and it becomes rain.
The clouds that were forcibly restrained by Lin Tuo gathered in one place. They were dark and heavy, and the thick water vapor was brewing immediately, and there were sporadic raindrops falling.
There are endless ripples on the Taochuan River.
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"It seems to be too hard." Lishan Wuguan, in the old house.
Lin Tuo stood by the sand table, looking at the black cloud in front of him, the flashing electric light, and the restless Kyoto, couldn't help thinking.
"Don't make the heavy rain, and then pour the emperor and the officials away." Muttering in his heart, Lin Tuo quickly retracted his arms and waved away a part of the cloud, letting the torrential rain disappear.
Then he turned his attention back to Xiyuan.
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In the West Garden,
In the sky, after Lin Tuo's cough fell, the rumbling noise increased.
Although the heavy rain hasn't set, but in the dark sky, there are still electric lights.
Immediately, there was continuous thunder.
The dense light rain fell down, and the wind blew across the entire garden, the trees swayed, the flags fluttered, and there was a dead silence. No one spoke, and the air was still filled with undispersed majesty.
"Look! The Teng flag is out!"
In the silent atmosphere, someone suddenly pointed to the altar and shouted in horror.
People looked at it immediately and saw that inside the bronze cauldron, the raised flag had already curled up, and the burning flame weakened in the dense rain and then went out.
In a blink of an eye, only a puff of black smoke floated.
dead silence.
depressed.
The large cauldron of worshipping the gods went out in the rain, no matter how you look at it, there is an ominous tinge.
Especially, combined with this sudden change of celestial phenomena...
"Could it be... the gods are angry?"
The thought arose in everyone's hearts, and everyone's expression became extremely bad.
"God calms down!"
Suddenly, hula la, and on the altar, a priest of the priest suddenly shouted, then fell to the ground, shaking.
The remaining ministers, and the tens of thousands of people around him, wake up like a dream, thump, and kneel to the ground, magnificent.
even Chidi is no exception.
In their opinion, the scene before them is really hard to explain by "coincidence". The only possibility is that it has offended the gods.
However, compared with the frightened courtiers, the young emperor in the center of the altar raised his head first after kneeling and looking up to the sky, with a fearful and determined expression:
"I don't know where I am waiting to anger the gods, please also ask the gods to express!"
He is puzzled!
Since he became the throne, I can’t say that I’ve been sighing all night, but it’s also a word of diligence, reform ills, and sweeping away the empire’s decadence. Although there is no great achievement, I still have a clear conscience.
He didn't understand why the gods would lower their power.
His voice is not loud, and in this wind and rain, he can't spread too far. In fact, even if Lin Tuo listens carefully, he can't hear it.
Fortunately, as a "god", Lin Tuo doesn't need to listen.
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Leaving the Shanwu Hall, Lin Tuo did not even look at the altar at this moment, but bowed his head and stared at the cumulonimbus cloud without saying a word. After a while, he raised his hand and pinched a brush prepared in advance. .
was moistened with ink, and immediately spread his left hand, slowly writing a few characters in the palm of his hand.
That is the text of Chi Empire.
"Tongyushu" not only helped him quickly master the spoken language of this sand table country, but also the words.
Lin Tuo's handwriting is not excellent, but it is already excellent among ordinary people.
This is a handwriting that grandpa forced him to practice when he was young.
After a while, Lin Tuo closed his pen, gently dried the ink stains, and then looked towards the sand table empire, and whispered softly: "My limbs are not visible in the sand table. Then, the handwriting can always show up, right?"
said, he raised his hand and pressed against it, the dark clouds that enveloped Kyoto.
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At the same time.
Xiyuan, on the altar, wind and rain from all directions struck each other. The drizzle wet the flag and the dragon robe of Emperor Chi. However, his gaze was still firm as he stared at God.
Even the countless thunders in the thick clouds seem to be unstoppable.
He is puzzled.
just ask to understand.
"Your Majesty... You..." Below, an old Mai Wenchen finally couldn't help but try to speak.
However, before he could utter his words, he heard countless exclamations!
"Ah! Look!"
"What's that?!"
"God manifests! It is the manifestation of gods!"
The cries were like waves, and they were used from all over the garden. In the blink of an eye, the otherwise dead crowd boiled.
"What?"
Hundred officials suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the sky. In the next second, everyone, regardless of their official position, regardless of their age, had their mouths widened, their eyes rounded, and shocked aphasia.
I saw that the rolling thick cloud suddenly disturbed, like water boiling, and then ray of dazzling golden light broke through the clouds, illuminating the earth.
The golden light is not blazing, but it outlines a huge and weird outline.
And within that vague "outline", there are actually four extremely huge words that seem to open the world.
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Taochuanhe.
The sun piercing the clouds shone on both shores.
The peach blossoms in the sky were blown by the violent wind.
However, no one appreciates it.
Everyone stared at the sky in a daze. It was so huge that it was like a word written by a fairy, shocked and inexplicable.
There were many people, even kneeling down in the street and bowing down.
"Then...what is it written?" Some people who didn't recognize the words looked around blankly and tried to ask.
Immediately, I heard someone startled and said every word:
"Holy! Out! East! South!"
The voice of fell, and Kyoto was in an uproar.
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"Sacred to the southeast!"
West Garden.
When Lin Tuo's palm fell, the head of the minister also tremblingly pronounced these four words, and his gray beard was in the squally wind, chaotic like weeds.
The old eyes released a bright light of excitement.
"Holy out of the southeast!" The ceremonial officer in charge of the sacrificial ceremony also read out the four characters that traverse the sky.
"Holy out of the southeast!" Another minister shouted excitedly, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and looked at the emperor excitedly:
"Your Majesty! This... is not the anger of the gods! It is the enlightenment! It is the enlightenment from the gods!"
in the center of the altar~IndoMTL.com~The Emperor Chi also stared blankly at the generous and bright words in the sky, shaking his mind, and after hearing the words, he woke up.
Yes.
The sacrificial ritual is to pray to God, give enlightenment, and instruct the world.
The four characters "Holy from the Southeast" have a very clear meaning.
"The decree of the gods, the saint from heaven! Is my Ochi...Is there a saint?" Chi Di muttered, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Saint!
The old saying goes:
Whenever there is a catastrophe, there must be a saint.
In the heyday, there are also saints.
Ochi has been in peace for a hundred years, and there is no disaster. At this moment, the gods are giving orders, is it possible to usher in a flourishing age?
Thinking of this, Chi Di could no longer calm down, so he suddenly got up and looked to the southeast, his eyes piercing, unable to hide his excitement:
"God descends on the decree! God bless the country! The forest army obeys the order! Prepare to drive, follow the widow to drive the southeast, seek the saint!"
"Yes!"
For a time, flags fluttered, swords and guns were like forests.
No one noticed it, and disappeared in the sea of people under the altar, a young man with a smile on his face.
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Run log:
[Ochi Dynasty, the spring of 561st year, the ceremony of worshiping the gods, the gods manifested, the wind and clouds suddenly rolled, and a city of peach blossoms were blown away]
[Vertical sun, the emperor’s decree, the world shakes]
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ps: The author fell down, hey, he can only get up by voting for a recommendation