Daiju struggled, seemingly unwilling to be held by little Luolan, as the girl had been using it as a pillow recently. However, she finally gave in and lay quietly in Luolan Hill's arms. Another blue jay also landed on the girl's shoulder and followed her out.

Loran Hill took the two birds out of the house and came to the yard. It was very quiet here, but it was much tidier than before, as if someone came to clean it often.

She pushed open the door and heard bursts of light music coming from the shrine in the distance.

Following the gentle ringing of the copper bell and the crisp sound of wood chips hitting each other in the wind, the girl gradually came to the side door of the shrine.

A shaman dressed in green was standing in the main hall performing a blessing ceremony. Below her were the newly promoted members of the Youchi clan. They were all dressed in black clothes, with red dots on their brows, and they were praying in harmony with the shaman at the top.

These people are the new priestesses and priestesses of the Yuchi clan. They will carry the skills and knowledge passed down from ancient times and travel to the villages and settlements of the Sunset Mountains to establish new shrines. In this way, they can appease the new dragon veins and bless this land with good weather and good harvests.

Morning Star, Sparse Wind, Blessing to the Gods

Silver light shines

I don't know that the mountains are red in autumn

Everything remains the same

Walking alone on the road home with fallen flowers and fragrance

Continuous mist and rain

Playing the long-lasting piano music

.......

The music of the ritual dance was gentle and distant, a stark contrast to the heavy and solemn atmosphere of the past. In the center of the shrine, the top wall had been opened.

The breeze through the hall entered from the main entrance, passed through the priestesses who closed their eyes and chanted softly, and then reached the large window connected to the sky. The wind chimes swayed, and several golden star pendants collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

There was no more debris on the altar, only the pure white flowers, emitting a faint fragrance in the wind, spreading in all directions.

Outside the shrine is a lush and verdant world.

Lush trees grow inside and outside the valley, with flowers of different sizes blooming among them. When the sun sets, it shines in from the opposite side of the valley, dyeing the green mountains layer by layer until the ground is covered with red clouds and Xuan Yi is bathed in red flames.