"Has Luan arrived yet?"
Beneath the layers of crimson trees, another girl had already been standing nearby. She was dressed in a celestial green gauze gown, her figure and brows light, giving off a leisurely, detached air.
The black-dressed girl called "鸑" walked forward, as if wanting to say hello to the girl, but after taking a few steps, she stopped again. Finally, she just stood aside, quietly looking at the woman in the seven-colored feathered dress in the center.
Seeing that the three girls had arrived, the extremely gorgeous woman in the center spoke.
"Today, just like every year, many people have come to the foot of the mountain to pray. This time, it will be up to you to answer everyone's wishes."
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"You are all born with abilities that surpass those of ordinary people. This is a gift from heaven and earth, so you will also shoulder the corresponding destiny and responsibilities."
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"But you are still young, and many things cannot be learned overnight, so just adapt and learn slowly now."
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After the Phoenix Witch finished speaking, she waved her hand lightly, and a red veil swept over the three people, and then the three girls appeared on a mountain peak.
This seems to be the top of a tall mountain, surrounded by a sea of clouds shrouded in fog. Surrounding it are a few slightly lower peaks, which are also surrounded by clouds, like islands on the sea.
When Loran Hill arrived here, he heard a long bell ringing from the mountainside, followed by an indistinct low humming and chanting sound coming from all directions, like a sacrificial text or a prayer.
She followed the two girls in front of her down the mountain and into the misty mountain road.
Walking on the rugged and narrow mountain path, passing through the bluestone and grass leaves, the surrounding space became blurred, and as she got closer and closer to the mountainside, it was as if she was entering the vast mortal world from an isolated world, and all kinds of noises such as noise, fireworks, human voices, livestock, etc. came into her ears.
Finally, the three of them stood at the end of the rugged mountain road, overlooking the scenery below.
Beneath the thousands-meter-high peaks are endless mountains and rivers. There are thousands of people walking on the earth, wearing all kinds of clothes, men and women, young and old, scholars, farmers, merchants, and workers. They follow countless branching paths, like rivers flowing into the sea, and converge on the nine main roads at the foot of the mountain.
Then these people continued to move forward, climbing up the stairs one by one, step by step, and entered the first temple on the mountain path. The temple had white walls and green tiles. It was unknown who was enshrined inside, but the sound of bells and the smell of incense could be heard from time to time.
Continuing up the gentle mountain path, we came to the second temple, with its red walls and black tiles. This was followed by the third temple, with its red walls and green tiles, the fourth temple, with its wooden walls and golden tiles, and finally the fifth temple, with its black walls and black tiles. Between each temple was a winding mountain road stretching back and forth for thousands of meters. Every few hundred meters along the road, there was a huge incense burner, emitting bursts of smoke.
In front of every temple, there are people kneeling and praying, and in the temple there are chief priests wearing clothes the same color as the walls.
They hold jade tablets with inscribed on them what they wish to pray for this year, including good weather, suppression of evil spirits, longevity and safety from harm, and calm waters.
Loran Hill stood quietly under the shade of the tree, overlooking the bustling world below filled with incense, and the endless sounds of prayers reached his ears.
"The last Zhao country is full of poison. I beg the immortal of the hidden mountain to heal my son's injuries and restore him to health."
"On the shore of the dry sea, in the south of Si. I hope that in this sword fight in the Red Tower, I can win the purple spike and ascend to the feast of the Burning Tail Dragon."
"I admire Youcheng, and the weather is clear. I am willing to travel to the south of the Baiyue, where there are poisonous insects, and open up the mountains and forests for you, to atone for the crime of wrongful murder."
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Countless people, countless voices, countless prayers, all came along the golden wind chimes in the mountains. The crisp copper pieces rang faintly in the wind, like a tide, going back and forth endlessly.
Among all the prayers, the loudest one came from a man who led hundreds of people. He was dressed in black and purple, with long sleeves fluttering in the wind. His face was sincere and his voice was piercing.
"I am the head of the Spring Officials of the Xin Kingdom, Wuyi. On behalf of the Xin King, I ascended the Yellow Sea Mountain and offered sacrifices at the Temple of the Five Virtues, beseeching the Seven Phoenixes to remove the poisonous swamps of the Seven Continents and restore them to a land of clear lakes and rivers. And within the Xin Kingdom, tens of millions of people are willing to follow the King, obey his words, cut down the mountain, destroy the temple, and establish the Lianshan Shrine."
As he finished speaking, a golden hammer struck, and the long and resounding sound echoed in the mountains for a long time.
The sincere wishes and wills of those hundreds of people seemed to materialize in the sound of the gong, spreading upward along the mountain path. When she reached Loran Hill, she felt her entire body and consciousness become clear.
Faced with such a momentum, Loran Hill didn't know how to respond, but the girl in black clothes next to him had already jumped high.
The figure moved in the air like a real dragon, ethereal and mysterious. As a clear cry was rang out, a black-feathered phoenix covering the sky appeared on the mountain peak.
Its feathers are jet black, slightly reflecting the sunlight, and there is a beautiful deep purple crown on its head. As it spreads its wings, deep purple flames cover its body, burning fiercely.
When it flew in the air, the sunlight in the mountains was briefly blocked by it, and countless people who were worshipping the mountain below knelt down and bowed their heads to pray.
"I am the cuckoo, carrying out punishment on behalf of Heaven and answering your prayers!"
Although the black phoenix bird remained silent, the tens of thousands of people below could already hear the earth-shaking sound in their minds. For a moment, the incense burned like a blaze, and the crowds filled the air like a sea.
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When Loran Hill woke up again, it seemed like many years had passed.
At this moment, she was still standing under the giant fiery red tree, but unlike before, the giant tree had gradually withered, its branches and leaves had fallen, and the trees in the mountains had become much more desolate.
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