Although complicated and complicated etiquette can add a sense of mystery and solemnity to the ceremony, everyone knows that Emperor Yuanwu himself hates red tape, so his prayer to worship the heaven and ancestors is very simple, just a few short sentences, He explained very clearly the achievements of Daqin after he ascended the throne and the reasons why he appointed Fusu as the prince.
After sealing the golden slips in his hand under the rocks in front of the altar, the greatest emperor in the history of the Great Qin Dynasty turned around, and the bright yellow figure began to disappear from everyone's sight, and the aura like the sky covering the ground began to disappear. , everyone looked at the height of this mountain, and felt the dazzling sword intent again, and their eyes hurt more than ever.
A non-emotional gaze swept across the team of selected students and the teachers who sent them here.
Many people were sensitive to this gaze, and when they looked back, they found that it was a court lady standing behind several patriarchal officials.
The selected students who knew the true identity of the court lady and the teachers who sent these selected students here suddenly had a slightly terrified face, even though their eyes were stinging, they did not dare to let tears drip from their own eye sockets.
They were afraid that the court lady would feel that she was weeping for Xue Wangxu's death.
Perhaps just showing obvious sympathy, there will be very unfavorable results in the following Minshan Sword Club.
Even the Minshan Sword Club started so long earlier, so why is it so strange that some competitions in the Minshan Sword Club have changed
What's more, the competition items of the Minshan Sword Association are different every year. It is much easier to adjust one or two of the Minshan Sword Sect practitioners in charge, and adjust one or two of the competition items than to advance the Minshan Sword Association. .
The Xuanfu official who had scolded Zhou Wangnian before walked slowly behind Zhang Yi and Shen Yi.
At this time Xue Wangxu has passed away. According to common sense, it is absolutely impossible to let Xue Wangxu's body stay in the field. However, he is very sympathetic to what happened to Ding Ning, Zhang Yi and others, and thinks that in the handling of this matter, then The famous court lady was a bit too much, so he was extremely worried about the emotional rebound of Zhang Yi and others at the moment.
However, what he never expected was that just before he stopped and opened his mouth, Zhang Yi in front of him had already turned around and bowed deeply to him.
"My lord, please take good care of the cave master's body. After the Minshan Sword Festival is over, we will transport the cave master's body back to Baiyang Cave for burial."
The Xuanfu official frowned slightly, not knowing what to say, but when Zhang Yi raised her body, she had already said this to him.
"Brother, why?"
Shen Yi couldn't understand why Zhang Yi acted like this, he looked at Zhang Yi in grief and shock, and cried out.
Zhang Yi wiped away tears.
He really couldn't stop crying.
This action of wiping away his tears made him look like a mother-in-law, but there was an indescribable determination shining on his tear-stained face.
"The cave master is here, none of us can think about it, we have to think about it, what should we do next."
He looked at Shen Yi and answered.
The breathing of the middle-aged Xuanfu official paused slightly. He looked at Ding Ning, who still closed his eyes tightly on one side, as if completely isolating himself from this side of the world, and looked at Zhang Yi at this time, and once again had a great feeling for Xue Wangxu in his heart. Big respect.
"That should be the reason you walked away so peacefully."
"Whoever has such a disciple should be proud."
The middle-aged Xuanfu official didn't ask other people to help, but just supported Xue Wangxu, as if he was helping an old friend for a walk, and walked slowly to the rear. At the same time, he turned his head slightly and said sincerely in a soft voice.
"Brother, what do we want?"
Shen Yi has been trying not to cry. In Guanzhong, crying in front of the enemy is considered very shameful and cowardly. However, at this moment, his tears still fell.
Although he was allowed to become a disciple of Baiyang Cave, he had never practiced in Baiyang Cave, nor even entered the Baiyang Cave Scripture History Cave, and had always accompanied and served Xue Wangxu.
So in fact, he is Xue Wangxu's last personal disciple, and Xue Wangxu is his teacher.
At this moment, all he could think about was that Ding Ning hadn't opened his eyes yet, and he hadn't even looked at the teacher for the last time. How could someone take the teacher away now
He couldn't think of anything else.
"Fold the laurel as a sacrifice to the spirit of the teacher in heaven."
Zhang Yi turned her head sideways, looked at Ding Ning beside her with tears, and said, "This is what my junior brother will do."
He called the wrong name again.
But everyone knew that the junior brother he was talking about was Ding Ning.
Shen Yi was in a trance, he faintly realized in his grief, if he couldn't help Ding Ning, if Ding Ning couldn't win in Minshan Sword, then everything Ding Ning did now would become meaningless.
"Ding Ning is not as kind as a woman like you."
At this moment, Xie Changsheng's cold voice sounded.
Shen Yi's eyes couldn't help falling on Xie Changsheng.
Xie Changsheng looked at him and Zhang Yi with a sneer, and continued: "The nobleman in the palace won't let him win. If he can win, he just slaps the nobleman in the palace in the face... So Ding Ning is not offering sacrifices to the cave master's spirit in heaven, but I want to slap the nobles in the palace on behalf of the cave master. You should understand that Baiyang Cave was merged into Ivy Sword Academy because of whose intention. If the students of Baiyang Cave who were forced to merge into the courtyard, they will eventually be able to If you win the Minshan Sword Club, what will the practitioners in the world think?"
As soon as Xie Changsheng's words came out, even Nangong Caishu and Xu Heshan's backs were covered with cold sweat.
"How can a student from a place of practice that was abolished by the nobles in the palace win the Minshan Sword Club? Doesn't this mean that the place of practice is so excellent that it shouldn't be abolished at all?"
Xie Changsheng looked at the lonely people around him with a sneer, and his speech slowed down, "I don't know what you think, but I want to do one thing in this Minshan Sword Club, which is to help Ding Ning win. "
Nangong Caishu's hands trembled unconsciously.
Thinking about Xie Changsheng's words, great fear arose in her heart.
But she still nodded and said, "Me too."
Shen Yi subconsciously turned to look at Zhang Yi.
He wasn't afraid, it was just a habit he had developed, and he wanted to hear what Elder Brother had to say.
Zhang Yi looked at Xie Changsheng and said, "I can't represent your opinions, but among the three of us Baiyangdong brothers, Ding Ning is the one who is most likely to win. Minshan Sword will be as strong as Lin, and Shen Yi and I have no How many chances to win."
He still looks like a mother-in-law, and his speech is a little tactful, but everyone understands what he means.
"What's the next first competition?"
He Zhaoxi's voice sounded at this moment.
He usually comes and goes in a hurry, busy with cultivation and doesn't have much time to talk to others. He has kept silent since meeting Xue Wangxu, Ding Ning and others, but this sentence made Xie Changsheng suddenly irritable .
"How do we know what the next competition will be!"
"Only the person who saved his life by Ding Ning will know what the next competition will be."
Annoyed and angry, he raised his head and looked at the altar at the end of his line of sight, said these two sentences, and spit.
"This has nothing to do with Fusu, he can't decide anything here at all."
Xie Rou reprimanded in a low voice, but there was a trace of uncontrollable anger and anxiety in her beautiful eyes.
No matter how they discuss it, no matter the people around them have already made plans to help Ding Ning regardless of themselves at the right time, but in the end everything depends on the rules of the competition.
But the rules of this competition are not decided by them.
They are like a small colony of ants on a hot pan.
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Thousands of young men and women stand in front of the mountain path of Jianzong Motian Peak in Minshan Mountain. The mountain wind blows their clothes, and the dazzling flames of early summer gild their bodies into gold.
The sound of rites and music was still playing, but there was a sudden crisp sound from the depths of Min Mountain, as if someone flicked the blade of a sword very far away.
The crowd was in an uproar.
On the deserted mountain road, suddenly a piece of brilliance distorted like water ripples. If a swordsman in a blue shirt appeared in the void, he appeared in everyone's sight.
Although the green shirt on this blue-clothed swordsman is only one color, but the blue color is pure sapphire color, which is not seen anywhere else in Changling. His face is dignified and unsmiling. There is an unspeakable majesty and sharpness exuding from his body.
Minshan Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect are the strongest places to practice swords in the world, and any teacher who is outside is a person who can intimidate one side, but at this time, the eyes of most of the selected students under the mountain path did not stop at this name. The blue shirt sword master has been on him for a long time.
Because just after the appearance of this blue-clothed swordsman, a strange curtain of light slowly receded on the mountain path like a tide, and it looked empty. a door.
A tightly closed sapphire gate.
This blue-clothed swordsman was standing on the side of the sapphire gate, and the mountain path behind the sapphire gate suddenly disappeared as if it had been erased by someone.
It's as if a part of a picture scroll has suddenly become blank, while the rest of the picture is still there.
"The sword will start, please get started."
This blue-clothed swordsman was extremely simple, looking at everyone below without being humble, and said calmly.