Huilu Island, outside Chusang City.
This is the largest city in Huilu Island, built by the water on a vast plain.
At this time, the sky was not yet fully bright, and its color was bluish-white like crab claws. In the open space outside the city, people in neat clothes were already waiting quietly.
In the central open space is a wide bluestone altar with eight corners. It spans hundreds of meters and is divided into three layers. Each layer has a bluestone fence. With the altar as the center, there are four large squares of disciples standing on the ground. They are from the four branches of Xuanwu. The Ningzi Zhaoye Palace wears purple clothes, the Zhuori Huangyu School wears yellow gauze, the Fenxiang Guanxing Mansion wears blue and green, and the Qiumu Tonglong Valley wears red fur. On the periphery are local government officials, factions, common people and other personnel.
Now, on each level of the altar, there are priestesses with veils covering their faces. The priestesses on the outermost level wear white robes with dark blue floral decorations on the collars, the priests on the middle level wear gardenia yellow gauze clothes with scarlet floral decorations on the collars, and the priestesses on the inner level wear dark black clothes with crimson floral decorations on the collars. The priestesses stand on the three levels of the altar from the outside to the inside, from low to high, and in the center there is a circle with a diameter of about fifty meters.
On the stone slab on the central open space, the carving of a phoenix is lifelike, with flames flying around it, gorgeous and magnificent. Even without any color, the mere carving on the bluestone gives people an indescribable sense of grandeur and beauty.
When the first rays of morning sun appeared in the distant sky, the clear sound of bells came from the city and spread far away across the wilderness.
With a soft sound, the bronze chimes struck, and the six musics of praying to heaven were played. The crowd of people standing in the wilderness also held their breath and remained silent, gazing at the altar which was gradually illuminated by the golden glow of the morning glow.
Under the high green canopy, Loran Hill was dressed in gorgeous clothes today, standing quietly with his eyes closed. The clothes were dark on top and purple on the bottom, three layers stacked on top of each other, neat and gorgeous, without any other colors or floral decorations. It was not until the six musics of praying to heaven sounded that he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the extremely wide road in front of him, and at the end of the road was the tall bluestone altar for praying to heaven.
As the sun slowly rose, the golden light gradually coated the corners of the altar fence. People standing in the wilderness could watch the golden light passing through the vast world in the early morning and falling on their cheeks and collars in a rare state of tranquility.
The grandeur and boundlessness of nature, in the form of beauty, strikes into the dusty and gloomy hearts, allowing some people who have been trapped by labor for years to wake up at this moment, like newborn babies, looking at the orange-red sun as bright as fire, and slowly coming into this world.
Looking down from the sky, when the sound of music sounded, the girl surrounded by the crowd also walked out from the green curtain and brocade canopy. Her sleeves were folded together, and the hem of her dignified and gorgeous dress swayed slightly in the cool breeze of the morning.
Behind the girl, a long queue also followed and moved forward slowly. These people were divided into two columns, all wearing gorgeous crimson gauze clothes. They slowly walked along the long road of hundreds of meters and then stopped in front of the altar.
Afterwards, Loranhill climbed the stairs of the altar step by step, and the priestesses standing on it bowed their heads one by one.
Finally, when Loran Hill slowly walked to the center of the phoenix pattern, the team under the altar also stood in place.
Time passed in silence second by second. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in this field, quietly gazing at the altar for praying to the sky.
Finally, a bell sounded again from the city.
"The ceremony of praying to heaven begins—"
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"The ceremony of praying to heaven begins—"
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The long shouts were continuously relayed from the city until they reached the altar. The four shamans also shouted in unison, and the sound spread far into the distance across the wilderness in the early morning.
It's time. Loran Hill, who had been standing in the altar for a long time, raised his head slightly and looked at the vast blue sky.
There seemed to be starlight emerging in the clear light blue pupils, and a brilliant round sun mark appeared between the eyebrows, its color was golden and clear, and it was extremely gentle.
After that, the wind gradually blew across the wilderness, and the sky, which seemed to be eternally still, seemed to suddenly come alive. Little white stars emerged in the blue sky. They twinkled, as if conveying some kind of signal, forming different constellation patterns in the sky, and then quickly disappeared.
Gradually, the wind seemed to grow stronger, the robes of the priestesses and priestesses on the altar fluttered, and the music for praying to the sky gradually entered a grand and solemn part.
At some point, a pale white meteor streaked across the sky, decorating the sky illuminated by the morning glow.
But soon, another meteor streaked across the sky.
The third one...
The fourth...
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Starlight spanning tens of thousands of light years descends in this blue and magnificent sky, accompanied by the red glow of the rising sun.
The previously invisible Mana gradually emerged in the breeze, as faint as the tiniest sparks, outlining the trajectory of the dragon veins in the earth and sky. The aura of the torrent, like a river, was finally witnessed by mortals today.
This golden torrent, stretching across the sky, was formed by the confluence of countless smaller tributaries, each flowing from various mountain streams, some strong, some weak, a sight to behold. But the boundless aura within the dragon vein astounded every mortal who witnessed it. This, it turned out, was the dragon vein between heaven and earth, the celestial vein of the Eastern world.
On the high platform of the altar, Loran Hill stretched out her white wrists, and the long sleeves of her gorgeous clothes were slightly removed. She softly recited the prayer in ancient language, and then the wind in the sky became stronger and stronger.
The mighty wind blew across the world, and the originally chaotic dragon veins returned to their original positions in the wind. The previously deposited and thin mana magic was balanced again, and the people on the earth felt that the air seemed to have become a little cooler and moister, no longer as hot and dry as before.
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The long music played, the jade pendants and the golden rings rang out. When the sun slowly rose from the horizon and its golden light spread across the world, the meteors in the sky had already stopped and disappeared, and the original dragon vein torrent also disappeared again.
"The ceremony is over." As a burst of shouts spread from inside, the music gradually stopped.
Slowly calming his tired body, Loran Hill opened his eyes, looked at the world that had become stable again, and felt a sense of relief rising in his heart.
This ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens ended safely. The next step is to sweep across and clean up the aftermath and details in the southwestern continents.
In the morning light, the girl turned around and wanted to walk down from the altar, but she didn't know when the field outside was filled with figures prostrating themselves in worship, stretching as far as the eye could see.
"This is..." She muttered in surprise and confusion, but soon heard a response like thunderous cheers.
These sounds contain words such as "Phoenix", "Great blessing to the world", "Keeping an eye on you", and "Willing to follow you".
In the East, the legend of the Five Phoenixes has been circulating for nearly a thousand years. Now, when the world is divided, all horses are silent, and the people are confused, her act of offering sacrifices to the heavens and regulating the dragon veins today has awakened the memories deep in the minds of countless people. Those are stories and legends about the Phoenix, and the girl standing in the morning light today can indeed carry all the imaginations of the people about the Phoenix.
Whether it is beauty, holiness, power, benevolence, majesty, or even words and deeds, it is worthy of the name of Phoenix.
I hope that I can see you reigning over the world in my lifetime. These ancient words are so appropriate now.
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