Chapter 1099: The Festival
The wind howled, the cold ate the bones, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed as if the whole world was only white, and the goose-feather-like snow covered the eyes, and there was no one to be seen three feet away.
This is the most inaccessible place in Yunmengze - the northern realm of ice and snow, where most of the year is in extremely harsh ice and snow days, not only mortals cannot survive here, but even monks with lower cultivation dare not set foot here.
However, recently, the northern border of ice and snow has suddenly become lively, and one by one high-level monks have traveled thousands of miles to enter the northern territory through the majestic Jade Dragon Pass, braving the wind and snow, and shuttling through the vast ice fields that are permanently frozen.
This is the reason for this, just because the northern border of ice and snow is the real border with the Wanhu realm, and the two continents are connected by the immortal root banyan, if you want to enter Yunmengze from the normal way, you need to go from here.
And the fundamental reason is that the teleportation circle that was teleported from the Wanhu Realm to the Eastern Wasteland had recently been unilaterally stopped by Yun Mengze!
It has been more than half a month since the last attack of the Demon Sect was repelled, and in the past few days, many major events have happened.
The two factions of Wen Shi and Shaoyang were busy picking up the grief and cleaning up the mountain gate that had been hit hard, while the other Yunmengze monks were enthusiastic and busy cleaning up the remnants of the Demon Sect, and the blood and fire never stopped.
After that, Liu Qinghuan personally took action and cleaned up the guards of the Dou Zhuan Xingchen Great Array, and all the people sent by Wan Hu were forcibly driven away, regaining control of the Great Array in one fell swoop.
Then there was the teleportation circle that connected Xianding City and the Eastern Wasteland, and all the empty crystals and spirit stones on the array disk were removed, cutting off Wan Hu's only way to enter Yunmengze.
Therefore, if you want to leave or enter Yunmengze, there is only the northern realm of ice and snow left, and you need to pass through the Wanhu Domains to reach a remote small domain called the Shensha Sea in the outermost part.
The thick roots of the immortal root banyan lay across the void, with yellow sand on one side and ice and snow on the other, and the light curtain of the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Array was like an indestructible high wall, separating the two distinctly.
At this time, on the tree root bridge, a group of monks were lining up in a long line, waiting to enter Yunmengze, chatting with the people around them.
In the crowd, a burly strong man shouted emotionally: "They broke the agreement first, then don't blame us Yun Mengze for tearing up the agreement as well, so I support Aoki Daozun's decision!"
"That's right, why have we been bullied and we still have to refrain from it?" another person chimed in: "It's a pity that I was outside when I got the news, otherwise I would have rushed to kill those thieves!"
"You can get it, how many can you kill alone? Haven't you heard that the Wenshi faction and the Shaoyang faction are about to be wiped out!"
"Didn't you say that the Aoki Daozun of the Wenshi Sect killed a Mahayana monk of the Demon Sect, is this true?"
"It's true, it's spread everywhere! If it weren't for Aoki Daozun's presence, maybe our Yunmengze would be like the Smoke Lake, one of the Five Lakes Holy Land, and be eaten by the various factions of the Wanhu Realm, it would be terrible......"
While they were discussing eagerly, they heard several voices behind them, and when everyone looked back, another group of people came, but they passed them directly and went to the front, and were soon put into the formation.
When the figure of the group disappeared, someone here asked: "Didn't you say that now when Wan Hu's people come to Yunmengze, they are only allowed to go out and not enter, what's the matter with those people?"
"Yes, looking at the clothing and ornaments on their bodies, it seems that they belong to all the sects and factions of the Wanhu Realm, and they can't be seen by cultivation......"
Someone in the crowd said with a look of surprise on their faces: "You don't even know those people, many of them are famous, and the lowest cultivation has reached the empty level, and several of them are combined overhauls!"
There was an uproar. After a while, the person who specially ran to inquire about the news from the guards ran back and said, "That's the representative sent by the Wanhu Immortal Alliance and the major forces, I heard that he went to participate in the festival." ”
"Festivals?"
"A few days later, the Aoki Daozun of the Wenshi Sect presided over a grand ceremony on the shore of the Eastern Wilderness to worship our monks who died in this catastrophe. ”
The person who spoke sighed, smacked his lips again, shook his head and sighed: "If I die, if I can have Aoki Daozun personally preside over the sacrifice, it will be considered a well-deserved death......
As soon as these words came out, a crowd of people couldn't cry and laugh, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't, it's better to die than to live, let's live." ”
Since the beginning of the Boundary War, over the years, in the face of foreign invasion, giving up the views of the sect and abandoning personal grievances has been the consensus slowly formed by the Yunmengze Immortal Cultivation Realm at the time of the rise and fall of the change, and the righteousness exists in the hearts of ordinary monks.
Although, the calculation of gains and losses is indispensable all the time. Those who are exquisite-minded quickly guessed the significance of this festival in addition to sacrifices, and for a while, many people hurried to Donghuazhou.
On the shore of the Eastern Wilderness, in the surging sea, under the towering three mulberry trees, a shrine has been erected at this time, and the white flags that attract the soul flutter with the wind, so that the sorrow slowly spreads.
It was a day, the sky was clear, and the waves were rough.
Under the altar built of sea stones, there were people everywhere, stretching from the Sansang Tree to the distant seaside, where monks from various sects and factions of Yunmengze gathered.
And at the front, there are people from the Wan Hu realm, who are sitting solemnly and solemnly with hateful or resentful eyes from all directions.
It wasn't until Liu Qinghuan, who was dressed in a dark robe, appeared under the stage that the buzzing whispers suddenly disappeared, and everyone watched him walk up to the altar step by step, and when he reached the top, he stopped and turned around, behind him was the straight and thick trunk of Sansang wood.
The sound of the waves was bursting, and a cold voice sounded.
"You were born and grew up in Si, and now you are also dead in Si. The husband is the great return of all things, the dead and the living, the area of life. The so-called heaven is unfathomable, and the god is incomprehensible, the so-called reason cannot be pushed, and the longevity cannot be known......"
"The husband has the power to return to the heavens and the sun, but he cannot shake the shape of the remains, and the wisdom of the world is in trouble, and he suffers under the thieves and the poor......"
Liu Qinghuan read out the sacrificial text one by one, his eyes swept over the Wan Hu people in the audience, and many people lowered their heads in embarrassment: The so-called fierce thieves and poor criminals, don't you mean them?
“...... Ambition is destroyed by weakness, and Zhuangtu finally mourns. The long raft succumbs to the short day, and the distant trail pauses in the rush of the road. However, Pi Dade overlays the sun and the moon with the glory of the sun. Ji Yuan's merit is in the nine haves, and it is firmly pushed by the world!"
The words of prayer gradually became intense, and Qing Yue's voice suppressed the sound of the surging tide and echoed on the sea.
The sea churned black waves, and a big ship appeared silently, and when everyone suddenly woke up, they found that whether it was a wave or a boat, it was just a vision.
Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows were lowered, and the invisible and mysterious Dao Realm was centered on it, spreading across the sea and spreading out in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
Offstage, those who have cultivated low have no idea at all, and those who have cultivated high do not know what they mean, I don't know why he suddenly opened the Dao realm, but Jingyan, who was chosen by the Heavenly Dao, raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"He's extraditing the spirits of those who died in battle and are full of resentment and refuse to leave?"
Sure enough, the first spirit appeared not long after, with scars all over his body, and his smoke-like figure could also be seen to be wearing the clothes of the Wenshi sect, and his expression was still unwilling.
After the death of the monk, the original spirit gradually dissipated and returned to the sky, but the soul did not enter the underworld, if there was no obsession, it would naturally dissipate with the original spirit. If you have a strong obsession, you will wander the world like a mortal turning into a ghost.
If you have the chance, you may be able to be reborn by taking away, or renovating the ghost path. However, how can the chance be so good, most of them have no good results, or they have become a tonic in the mouth of the ghostly spirit.
But seeing the remnant soul of the disciple of the Wen Shi Sect limping, he walked towards the same illusory ship in the sea, and the closer he got to the ship, the calmer his expression became, and finally turned into a flash of light and disappeared into the boat.
In the amazed eyes of everyone, more and more dead souls appeared, at first most of them were disciples of the Wenshi Sect who were closest to this place, and slowly, there were also sporadic strange souls who did not know where they died, until the first disciple wearing the clothes of the Shaoyang Sect appeared......