"Next, please ask the chief priests to proclaim God's will and pray for the people." The old priest said, bowing to the thirteen chief priests sitting high above the altar.
Below the stage, the people cheered excitedly, and many people stood up and immediately lay down again.
The officiating priests walked down the stage with reserved smiles on their faces.
"What is this for?" Mu Hanyan asked in confusion.
"To proclaim God's will, this is a necessary ritual in every ceremony to worship God. For the people, this is a rare gift. Only in grand celebrations like this will the chief priest do it personally. Usually it is done by the prayer priest or other priests." Sikong Qinglan explained, looking very expectant.
"I mean, what should we do?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Oh, just like me usually do, isn't the chief priest also learning the rituals?" Sikong Qinglan replied.
"You mean, you want me to perform a ritual?" Mu Hanyan was speechless.
She had learned sacrificial rituals, but only out of curiosity. She had never thought that she would also perform rituals like Sikong Qinglan, and perform them with a group of white-bearded old men.
"Master Priest, go quickly, everyone is waiting for you." Sikong Qinglan urged.
Sure enough, the twelve white-bearded old men had already lined up, ready to perform the shaman dance, and were waiting for Mu Hanyan.
Below the stage, hundreds of thousands of people also looked at Mu Hanyan, their eyes filled with reverence and anticipation. Judging from this situation, it was obviously impossible for Miss Mu not to perform a ritual.
Fine, go ahead and jump. Mu Hanyan knew she couldn't escape, so she gritted her teeth and walked off the stage.
Rhythmic bells rang out one after another, and the old priest began to chant again. The twelve chief priests also followed suit and chanted, while dancing and performing the great god dance.
Mysterious rays of light appeared outside their bodies, and the golden sunlight covered them with layers of sacred veil.
The rays of light slowly spread out, filling the huge square. Hundreds of thousands of people gathered together, but there was not a single commotion or noise. It was unusually peaceful and harmonious.
Mu Hanyan clearly felt that the light contained a magical rhythm that could calm people's hearts. Even her mind became unusually peaceful, and all her distracting thoughts were gradually cleared away and purified.
Mu Hanlei realized that this was due to the simultaneous release of divine consciousness by the twelve chief priests. Judging from the positions of the twelve chief priests, there seemed to be some additional formations involved. She finally understood that this ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods wasn't just a trick to fool the people; it actually had the effect of purifying the soul.
For ordinary people, this effect may not be of great significance, it only allows them to gain temporary peace of mind, but for priests, this purification of the mind is of great benefit to their future cultivation. After all, their cultivation is based on divine thoughts. The fewer distracting thoughts in their minds, the faster the cultivation speed and the higher the future achievements.
Therefore, at this moment, shrouded in the holy light, not only the ordinary people, but even the priests had expressions of piety on their faces.
Mu Hanyan certainly would not miss any opportunity to improve her cultivation, and no longer felt embarrassed. She jumped and danced with the other main priests while intensifying her cultivation.
Although her strength had been stuck at a bottleneck, with even refining the Five-Colored Soul Orb ineffective, Mu Hanyan knew her cultivation couldn't be a waste of time. At the very least, her foundation would be much stronger than that of other priests, and her true combat power would be far greater than that of other priests of the same rank. In fact, she had experienced this kind of bottleneck before, struggling to break through no matter how hard she practiced. However, once she broke through, her accumulated strength would surge, and her cultivation would become twice as effective with half the effort.
Influenced by the brilliance of the ritual, Mu Hanyan quickly entered a state of emptiness and clarity, and her mind became more focused and calm than any previous time she practiced.
"Buzz!" A pleasant buzzing sound like the sound of immortals suddenly sounded in my mind.
The memories left by the Aolai beast once again opened a gap. Mu Hanyan was inexplicably surprised. Every time the memory inheritance of the Aolai beast awakened, it would bring her unexpected surprises. What would the surprise be this time?
Ancient chants echoed in his heart, somewhat similar to those of the other priests, yet so clear and distinct: In the ancient wilderness, the gods descended upon the earth. Beneath the four continents and beneath the vast sky, the divine radiance was immeasurable...
One after another, hand seals and talismans appeared in his mind along with the chanting. They were so familiar, as if they had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
Mu Hanyan subconsciously chanted in a low voice and made hand gestures.
"Chief Priest Mu, what are you doing?" At this moment, a dissatisfied growl suddenly came from his ears.
Mu Hanyan suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw the unfriendly looks of the other twelve chief priests.
Only then did she realize that the ceremony had ended and the other main priests had stopped. Only she was still chanting in a low voice and making hand gestures. The devout gazes of hundreds of thousands of people below were all focused on her.
She also knew why the twelve chief priests looked so dissatisfied. This ceremony was originally an opportunity for the chief priests to spread God's will and enhance their prestige among the believers. Now everyone else has stopped, but she is the only one who is still continuing. Isn't this stealing the limelight from others?
"Sorry, I was too engrossed." Mu Hanyan said embarrassedly.
When the sacrificial ceremony just started, she had already met the chief priests and basically knew them. Although she couldn't say that she had a good impression of them, she also knew that it was not good to offend everyone.
As he spoke, Mu Hanyan stopped performing hand seals.
However, at the moment she stopped making the hand seals, a holy light rose from her body and covered the entire sky like thick clouds. Soon, it turned into tiny points of light pouring down.
It seemed as if a rain of light was falling on the square. Hundreds of thousands of people, including priests, were soaked by the raindrops. As soon as the raindrops touched their bodies, they melted like ice and snow and merged into their bodies. Holy light also flickered on all of them.
All of this happened in an extremely short time, less than half an hour. The holy clouds, the magical rain of light, and the holy light points on the bodies of hundreds of thousands of people and priests below had disappeared. However, that magical scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart. Staring blankly at Mu Hanyan on the stage, silence fell all around.
And all this magic is not really over yet. Even more shocking things are yet to come!
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