Things seem to be getting easier.
As long as Qi Xiao is willing to speak, what's the difficulty in protecting Zhu Biqiong?
The excitement in his heart only arose for a moment, and then was extinguished by Jiang Wang.
If things were really that easy, Jiang Wuyou wouldn't have said anything in advance.
Just think about it, how could a real person like Qi Xiao, the general guarding Jueming Island, personally go to Tianya Platform and challenge the rules of the Sea Festival for a disciple who was deprived of cultivation in Diaohai Tower?
Don't say Jiang Wang doesn't have such face. Even Jiang Wuyou is still far behind.
Jiang Wuyou didn't mention this in advance. The only explanation was that she wasn't sure whether Qi Xiao could come.
There had been discussions before. She originally went to Cassia Island to make some arrangements so that the military generals who were close to her could participate in the sea ceremony on behalf of Cassia Island. In this way, he can speak for Zhu Biqiong at the critical moment.
Qi Xiao, the commander of Xia Corpse Army, was not in their plan at all before.
Jiang Wuyou didn't see Jiang Wang in the crowd, and couldn't contact him privately at this moment. But she sat in the main seat, sitting side by side with the real person, with a calm attitude.
No matter how unexpected it is, things are developing in a good direction after all.
Jiang Wang quickly made an inference in his mind——
Qi Xiao decided to go to Tianya Terrace in person for some reason. The reason may be the same as that of Yang Feng in Yanggu. Now probably only people at their level can know.
Jiang Wuyou seized the opportunity and relied on his status as the master of Huaying Palace to go with Qi Xiao. This was undoubtedly a successful move.
No matter what everyone on Tianya stage is thinking.
On the main seat, Master Chongguang looked forward and his voice was calm, but it passed clearly to everyone's ears: "Since Generals Yang and Qi have arrived, and the bright moon has risen, the Sea Festival Ceremony has officially begun! "
A tall, thin old man walked up to the main seat and shouted: "Have fun!"
This person is none other than Hai Jingping, the sect-protecting elder whom Jiang Wang knows, and one of the four elders responsible for the actual implementation of the sea festival ceremony.
Boom, boom, boom!
The heavy war drum sounded with his voice.
Then came the desolate horn sound, echoing in the night sky.
The sound was louder than the other, spreading throughout Xianyue Island.
After nine consecutive horn blasts.
On the Tianya Stage and throughout Crescent Moon Island, countless people opened their lips and sang.
Thousands of tiny songs came from all directions and gathered together, becoming grand, vast and shocking.
The song sang——
"The sky is covered with clouds, and I am returning in confusion.
I am willing to hold on to my long tassel and fight against the angry sea today.
Why should I be afraid if my armor is broken?
Where can I come from if I care about my body and my life?
I have a body of iron, and I can dismantle it and beat the war drum.
I am so full of blood that it feels so good to splash into the sky!
My mother lost my clothes, my son lost my arms.
Where does the soul go? Jade broken spiritual platform! "
This mourning song called "The Return of the Soul" is to call the heroic spirits to return, but it is sung from the perspective of a warrior.
Warriors bravely fight against the raging sea without fear of sacrifice. He must tear down his iron bones, shed his blood, and throw his whole life into the sea.
But does he really have no attachment?
His mother lost her child and wanted to sew clothes for her child, but she didn’t know who to deliver them to.
His child lost his father and wanted his father's arms, but he could never get it again.
But, but.
But even so. There is no need to ask where "my" soul goes.
"I" will die here, completely awake, completely free, as pure and innocent as jade, in the sea.
The pain of one person and one family is to avoid the sorrow of thousands of families.
Ordinary sea dwellers hear the story of the head of the family struggling to make ends meet with the unpredictable sea. What the extraordinary monks saw in this mourning song were generations of extraordinary strong men, fighting on the sea frontier and dying on the sea frontier.
Turn your back to the human race and face the sea.
Regardless of gender, age, or status. Jiang Wang saw everyone around him singing this mourning song. Some looked excited, and some burst into tears.
Being among the singing crowd, he couldn't help but be infected by a kind of power. He also opened his voice and sang along to the tune. He had never heard or sung this song before. But it naturally merges into it.
There is a huge power that exists in everyone's heart. That is the recognition of the identity of "human race" and a great expectation for the common destiny of human race.
By the end of the song, I was almost in tears.
For thousands of years, generations of extraordinary monks have fought and fought on the sea frontier in this way, fighting for the safety and survival of the human race.
Compared with this, those personal grievances, honors and disgrace, and those vying for power and profit, all seem so small!
There was silence on the Tianya stage for a moment, as if all the extraordinary monks present were briefly moved.
And Hai Jingping, the elder of Diaohailou Sect Protector, spoke again: "Sea Festival Ceremony, a grand event for sea people! Once a year, Jinghai is peaceful!"
He was talking about the tradition of the Sea Festival Ceremony.
Ordinary sea dwellers may not know this, but they only know that on the day of the Sea Festival, the sea is often calm. But all the extraordinary monks present knew more or less.
Every year on the Sea Festival, the strong men of the human race work hard to clean up the sea.
In order to welcome the return of the heroic spirits, on this day, in the Mysterious Realm, no sea race is allowed to appear within 44 miles of the human race boundary. No matter what kind of sea clan they are, no matter how strong they are, as long as they are within forty-four miles of the border of the human clan on this day, they will be frantically killed regardless of the cost.
This rule is called "Jinghai Pingbo".
Of course, it is impossible for the Sea Clan to agree with any decision of the Human Clan, but as blood is shed year after year, this "tradition" has been recognized.
Although it has never been officially recognized, on the fourth day of April every year, the Hai Clan is unusually peaceful.
This day is also a rare day of peace in the mysterious world that has been fought for many years.
But all extraordinary monks should know that the sea is not always so calm.
Hai Jingping stood in front of the main seat, facing the guests.
He said loudly: "In order to welcome the return of the heroic spirit, we must first clear the bed."
"On the way back across the sea, the heroic spirit must sacrifice the life of a traitor!"
Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the important moment was coming, so he could only wait with bated breath.
But I heard Hai Jingping continue: "In this sea sacrifice, forty-five people who have committed unpardonable sins can be sacrificed for blood!"
His eyes became sharp, and he glanced left and right, as if to warn those treacherous villains with evil hearts, and said: "Today's peaceful and good days were won by countless martyrs fighting with their blood. These people are ungrateful and disrespectful." , He abandoned his faith and was unworthy of being a son of man! He should be punished with the death penalty to comfort the heroic spirit!"
He waved his hand: "Pass the sacrifice!"
Boom! Boom!
The drums of war are beating again.
In the middle of Tianya Terrace, a stone slab slowly slid open, revealing the square entrance and the long stone steps below the entrance.
clatter! clatter! clatter! clatter!
A neat sound of walking up the stairs.
Tall soldiers wearing black armor were in groups of two, holding shackled prisoners, step by step, from the stone steps to Tianya Terrace.
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(I don’t have to pretend to be cool anymore. This mourning song for "The Soul Returns" was not written casually. I thought about it for a long time. emmm...
In addition, I believe you have also discovered that Ben Shen spent a lot of money to hire someone to design a new cover. Do you like it? )
