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"Hehe, then the news was announced, and Baili Xiaojun was instructed to open the passage and let Shi Hengzhong's mountain hat go up the mountain! All the Chinese people must begin preparations; offerings and divine dances must be prepared. We will begin the foundation stone laying ceremony for the shrine. There's nothing wrong with that!"
"Yes, Snake King!"
In Bai Lixiao's view, the so-called foundation-laying ceremony of the shrine was nothing more than a gathering of all the people who could still move around in Kyoto under the guise of religious distribution.
With the support of these people, Baili Xiao's own power structure will be filled with flesh and blood.
Then the religious idea of "descending from God to earth" infused this giant with a unifying spiritual power, enabling him to act like an ordinary person.
Chapter 0309 Gift of the Gods
Since Baili Xiao entered the Youbu Daming Prefecture, he has indulged and cultivated a corrupt bureaucratic group within the shogunate system, which has now become an intractable problem deeply ingrained in the Guangyue family.
Compared to Baili Xiao's secrets and conspiracies over the past decade, this celebration is nothing more than a live broadcast; as long as everything goes smoothly, that's all that matters.
But Heitanmu Chan doesn't think so.
After the names of General Guangyue and the Guangyue family, who conspired with Ebony Chan and Ebony Wan Nong to poison him, were exposed, Ebony Wan Nong, a prominent figure in Jiuli at the time, sponsored the poisoning.
With the help of the Ebony Secret Passage, Ebony Zen and Ebony Wan Nong lived a life of breaking through the vortex, taking peaches on long journeys, and living in anonymity.
Years later, I returned to my peaceful country from the open sea via the original route "437".
However, people realized that things had changed.
Jiuli Township was once the territory of the Black Charcoal Clan, but now it has become a barren land occupied by bandits, and the Black Charcoal Shrine for worshipping ancestors has also decayed.
Fortunately, the Blacktan family's surname is Blacktan.
Hull's grandson truly possesses abilities far superior to those of his ancestor.
After recognizing him, they helped Mu Chan's sister and brother find the memorial tablet of the Black Pool Patriarch and secretly worshipped it at Rabbit Bowl Mountain overnight.
However, the cicada's sense of guilt towards the Kurozumi family and its hatred towards the Kozuki family are almost the same.
Why were only our brothers and sisters saved? Why did we fall to this point? Why did even the Black Carbon Clan's priests have to be cut down?
Tan Muchan thought of her two brothers and sisters. Ye Xun's words and instructions have been sent to you; you cannot argue with me.
You can't punish me just because I'm dawdling.
Please wait. Please wait. Trust the snake, trust me. The time has come to worship the head of the Guangyue family. Wait a moment, my body.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and Baili Xiao stood up from his seat under everyone's gaze.
Hearing the orderly bugle calls of Li Shan's approaching troops in the distance, almost all the starving people of the capital and the princes and warriors gathered in the villages inside and outside the meeting place attended. Then, with a loud shout:
"The mountain hat has arrived. The celebration is about to begin!"
"ah!!!
Although Shin Hyakuri Akira didn't care about the so-called "Ibuki Ritual" to appease the souls of the Kurotama family, Kurotama Mokuzen and his younger brother, Semimaru, really tried their best.
In particular, Heitan Muchan, after Baili Xiao summoned heaven and earth and obtained full authority from the clouds, gathered a large amount of resources and manpower to decorate this sacrificial ceremony.
The "Ibuki Ritual" is conducted according to the usual procedure for worshipping the spirits of the land of harmony.
Initially, strong men were chosen from among the children who had worshipped the main deity of the shrine for generations to serve as palanquin bearers, responsible for carrying the sacred bridge from the foot of Ibuki to the shrine on the mountainside.
At this stage, the "Ibuki Festival" was originally the foundation ceremony of the Ibuki Shrine, so there were no children who believed in the main god for generations.
Six months into the famine, no sturdy cages could be found in the capital, and devout men and women spent a year trying to build a huge and magnificent cage, but to no avail.
Tanmu Chan subcontracted this step to Shi Hengzhong of the Black Charcoal Force, who then infiltrated various towns and villages as a construction worker.
Shi Hengzhong was surrounded by burly men.
Regarding the aftermath of the festival, the "gifts before the gods" were subcontracted to the solemn-faced black-faced mothers, and a segment of the "Kagura dance" was subcontracted to the talented and graceful Hundred Flowers people.
Even the mysterious Baili Xiao was always sent to infiltrate the audience in the Dark Cicada to guide public opinion.
The talents that Bai Lixiao accumulated in order to fight against the Bright Family gave rise to the nature of the "Ibuki Festival".
The ceremony proceeded smoothly to the end, and the construction of the shrine took place. Hyakuri Akira, the acting shogun originally slated to serve as the first head priest of the Ibuki Shrine, paid his respects to Hyakuri Akira of the Eight Banners, who was the incarnation of the Kurozumi family's spirit.
If the spirits accept it, the flowers will be saved from danger, and the land will return to its peaceful state.
It concerns family safety. After drinking the sweet wine, I also received a lucky hat scattered on the mountain. Be careful before you leave and cut it off.
It was a snake, with clouds in the sky, and eyes like those of a ghost lantern.
The black cicada that appeared possessed an astonishing power to move people. She read aloud the eulogy she had written, which her younger brother, Zenwan, had polished. The article made no use of classical allusions and was written entirely in colloquial language that was easy for ordinary people to understand.
But in this eulogy, Kurozumi Musashi wrote about her longing for her family, friends, and lover, and the intense feeling of having all of these taken away from her.
To onlookers, "This is the voice of the serpent god to us, and this is exactly what is happening to us now." Tears naturally flowed.
Those accompanying him, including the samurai and Hyogoro who was maintaining order on the spot, couldn't help but feel a lump in their throats.
After the eulogy was read, they knelt down with Baili Xiao, refusing to get up or utter a sound.
Tanmu Chan bent down and knelt on the ground, gently touching the intelligent snail in her arms with her right hand. After a while, she heard the voices of the people around her.
"Clouds, clouds, clouds! Look, look! The clouds in the sky are moving!"
"What is it? It really is! Look, everyone. The clouds in the sky are really moving!"
Just as this heartfelt eulogy moved the serpent god, the iron canopy cloud that had shrouded the capital for half a year finally began to change. Directly above Mount Ibuki on the outskirts of the capital, the rust-colored iron cloud was churning.
It was as if there were enormous creatures inside, filled with terrifying power.
But no matter who shattered the kang with the gun, Charcoal Scar luckily waved his hand, daring to hit the rest of the shoulder, and Vegeta was exhausted, spraying vinegar, stealing beer?
Push, push, and push again.
Chapter 0310 Able to bend and stretch
After half a year, the sun finally shone on the land of Huadu.
I was startled, really startled, I can't believe it.
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in deafening cheers. People were moved to tears, waving excitedly to express their joy.
More people pushed and shoved each other in the crowd, heading towards the place where the sun first appeared.
Even if it's just a little bit, my previous generation never appreciated the value of the sun, nor did anyone consider what the world would be like without its blessings. So please let it bask in more sunlight.
"Look! Something is falling from the sky!"
"It's a bird! No, it's a kite! No, it's a bird!"
"It really is a bird! No, it's God's angels coming to save us!"
As the "Ibuki Festival" was drawing to a close, a creature slowly descended from the gaps in the turbulent iron-capped clouds, its form unlike any other creature that appeared on this land.
As the voice just now indicated, this messenger of God is a bird-man.
04 To be precise, its body shape is the same as a human's, but its feet have curled nails and should be where its hands are, but it has white wings. The skull is a huge bird-like head with a bright red face, a willow-leaf-shaped crown, and a long black beak.
Such birds slowly descend from the sky, waving their arms, and finally circling above the crowd.
Sunlight shone behind him, the white feathers reflecting a dazzling and sacred light, making one wonder if his ears were deafening. In other words, were the blow molding molds insufficient?
"Quickly, quickly, stay here and surround these thugs!"
"General! The sunlight is so strong! Ibuki really exists! I'll kneel down and see for myself. She must be a messenger of the Great God!"
"Shut up! You idiot, that's just a trick! The sunlight means that behind these people is the iron cloud over the capital! Stop surrounding the rioters!"
"Yep!"
People were stunned, and thousands of soldiers dressed in shogunate attire, wearing top hats and carrying spears quickly poured out from around the venue.
The two combined, interlocking to form an army formation, with their spearhead pointing inward. Those in the capital, unaware of what had happened to the White Hair, were in a state of chaos.
Two arrogant warriors rode out of the procession, carrying two swords at their waists and a red-legged mare, shouting haughtily.
"Your Majesty, General, what is your order? Wait, listen to me! It is utterly shameful for thugs to gather in the capital, Ibuki, and openly offer sacrifices to the sinners of the Kurozumi Gang."
"It is the legacy of true sinners, not my people of the bright moon! Order the soldiers of the capital to clear the sky! I am the acting shogun of the shogunate, Tenshin-do, observing the moon! We cannot wait until it is ready!"
The scene descended into chaos, filled with noise, fighting, and cries of anguish.
In that instant, Baili Xiao, who was in the midst of the black charcoal, also attached himself to Zuo Wucheng, sensing this through the changes in the "Hundred Ghost Teapot." Now, Baili Xiao's soul resided above the clouds in the sky used to control the airspace of Hell Mountain.
For the past six months, almost every day, Baili Xiao has been calling for new clouds from the sky to fill the area around the flowers.
Even though Baili Xiao's abilities have improved, many people still yearn for genuine instruction. Face α?
Of the eight dragon-shaped heads that looked like Baili Xiao, only one was intertwined, gazing at the gate between the black charcoal trees.
"Time's up! Mr. Lu Shou, contact Mr. Tansington and ask him to fire an arrow at the target in the air!"
"Obey the royal family's orders."
After a while, another sound came from the black charcoal fire outside the door.
"Reporting to Lord Baili Xiao, the imperial bear Dahei has returned to make contact and has been hit by an arrow. As planned, it is being fired and is heading towards Jiuli for refuge."
"Hehehe, well done, Mr. Fukurokuju! Act Two of 'The Dark Family's Revenge' has come to a perfect close, and Act Three of 'Ibuki Daimyojin' has begun! The script took a sharp turn, but it's finally running smoothly. It's broken now, hurry up! There's a hint of anxiety in his eyes. I need to finish this play that I've been planning for years in the next 10 days! Ibuki's unforgettable debut will definitely be on the stage at the end of the month!"
"you're right."
"Mr. Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity".
"Waiting for royal life."
"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to say that Mr. Fukurokuju is truly an excellent ninja."
"you're right."
People far from the capital have no idea what's happening at the festival on Mount Ibuki.
Initially, it was the craftsmen who toiled on the land where the new Olympic Games were being built who first discovered the difference of 437.
The iron clouds that had been covering the sun suddenly began to churn violently, returning to their usual calm state.
Meanwhile, between the rolling clouds, the sunlight, which hadn't been seen for days, peeked out faintly through the gaps in the clouds.
So, amid the increasingly excited shouts of the craftsmen, more and more people who remained in the capital began to cautiously step out of their homes and look up at the sky.
Then one or two lucky people happened to be in direct sunlight. Their eyes, accustomed to dim light from the oppressive clouds shrouding steel, were suddenly stimulated by the direct light and started to cry.
However, countless people couldn't even climb up and had to ask relatives and neighbors to help them out.
So people went out into the street and saw more and more sunlight falling between the iron-covered clouds.
It was as if God had finally remembered his suffering people, raised his mighty hand, and cleared away the rusty red clouds and disgusting scabs.