The god returned, and the power of incense that had been locked in the valley for thousands of years was poured into Rong Chaoxi's body bit by bit.
At the same time, in the main temple of the entire mortal world, the statue of the god of rising sun, which had been gray and faded for a thousand years, raised its eyes slightly and shone again.
Bits of starlight floated out from the statue, gathered into a river, and flowed towards the east.
Xumi Island.
The chief priest of the Houchao tribe looked up and saw white stars like the Milky Way swimming in the sky.
There seems to be the shadow of a dragon in the clouds.
The high priest hurried to the temple.
There is an octagonal well in the center of the temple, with a ball of faint blue light suspended above it.
But compared to the well, the light seemed a little smaller.
"A god has descended to the mortal world. Perhaps this is a chance for our clan to regain control of the ocean." The high priest murmured.
According to legend, three thousand years ago, the sea god came to the mortal world and fell in love with a mortal woman on Xumi Island, and gave birth to a son and a daughter.
But before the child grew up, the sea god suddenly disappeared, leaving only the 'divine power' to protect his child.
Xumi Island also relies on "divine power" to remain independent on the sea.
The four major powers in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest of the continent never dared to have any thoughts about them.
But after three thousand years, the power of the sea god is almost gone, and perhaps in another hundred years, it will be exhausted.
This Sumeru Island will also become a part of another country.
The most urgent task is to seek divine power from the gods.
The high priest called a meeting of all the elders and decided to send people to Dongwu to "search for the god".
"Who should go?"
"Which god has descended? And where has he descended?"
"Who invited the gods to descend?"
"Can we really invite the gods to come to Xumi Island?"
The elders talked at once and had many questions.
"I have a suitable candidate..." the high priest interrupted.
…
The beach at the seaside.
A teenager wearing only trousers is playing in the water.
Two small silver fish swam around his legs, looking very happy.
"Young Master, the High Priest wants you to go to the temple to discuss matters..."
After the boy responded to the call, he said to the two little fish, "Big Ball, Little Ball, I'm going back now. I'll meet you here tomorrow."
When we arrived at the temple, we saw the elders were sometimes in deep thought, sometimes happy, with strange expressions on their faces.
It doesn't feel good.
Hai Yan walked in cautiously and asked, "High Priest, elders, what do you want from me?"
"Today's celestial phenomena are unusual, and a dragon has appeared. Can you observe it?" asked the high priest.
It turned out to be an exam.
Hai Yan stood up straight and replied, "It does have a shape, but it's not real. Perhaps it's not a dragon."
The high priest was stunned.
He seemed to have misunderstood.
And I didn't sense the arrival of the gods, it seems I didn't study well.
The high priest's face immediately darkened. "Didn't you practice the concentration technique I taught you well?"
"We'll talk about teaching later." An old man with a white beard knocked on the table.
The high priest coughed twice and returned to the topic, "Today I observed the celestial phenomena and saw that the gods were gathering incense and heading to the Kingdom of Dongwu."
"Go to Dongwu immediately and ask the gods to descend."
"..." Hai Yan blinked and said uncertainly, "You mean... to invite the gods from Dongwu to our island?"
The high priest nodded.
"But why should God listen to me and come just because I tell Him to?"
Hai Yan pursed his lips in silence and muttered, "As a descendant of the Sea God, I can't even invite the Sea God, and yet I want to invite other gods that I haven't even worshipped?"
Since the beginning of the worship of gods, Xumi Island has been mainly dedicated to the sea god.
After the arrival of the true form of the sea god, he even forgot about the other gods.
To this day, there are no temples dedicated to any other gods on the island except the sea god, not even a statue of any god.
"When the gods come, there must be someone to invite them. You just need to find him and ask for the method, or bring him back." said the white-bearded elder.
Speaking of summoning gods, a person appeared in Hai Yan's mind.
Maybe she doesn't need to say 'please', but 'call'.
After returning from Dongwu, Hai Yan has been exchanging letters with Rong Yubai.
He asked Rong Yubai about the miracles that occurred in Dongwu last year.
Although he did not mention the details, it can be seen from some unclear words in the letter that it is related to the little guy.
She seems to be a remarkable person.
"Okay, I'll go find the spirit-inviter." Hai Yan said, "But not now, it'll take some time."
He needs to ask the Rong family first whether they will release the person.
After all, Rong Chaoxi is still so young.
Hai Yan's idea was correct. If he went at this time, the Rong family would definitely not be at ease with his long journey.
Chaoxi will not leave until Dongwu’s affairs are dealt with.
…
Dongwu.
Rong Chaoxi's tightly wrinkled face slowly relaxed, and her tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
Looking at the people surrounding him with distressed faces, he said, "Xiao San, Third Brother..."
The little guy curled his lips gently, "It doesn't hurt every day..."
[That's their pain, the pain of the mortal beings trapped in the fire with nowhere to escape...]
"You were all red just now, how could it not hurt?" Rong Yuanyou cried without any restraint after seeing his sister getting better.
"Zhaoxi, you little rascal, you scared my third brother to death..."
The red color on Rong Chaoxi's body gradually faded.
Han Qinmo gently stroked her little face, "I'm glad you're okay..."
The power of incense continued to flow in from the horizon, and no one noticed these stars because they were blocked by the sunset glow and flying birds.
Rong Chaoxi only felt warm all over, all the pain disappeared, she seemed to be held in the clouds by countless hands.
Fell asleep comfortably.
…
The next morning, the sky was dyed red.
Rong Chaoxi opened his eyes, rubbed his dry eyes, and rolled his round body to the edge of the bed, landing sideways on his feet.
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