Chapter 132 Sacrifice at Wuying Mountain
The basic manual shows the appearance of the High Priestess Wuqi's clothes and mask, as well as detailed instructions on how to make them.
Li Chang'an spent three months weaving and dyeing the cloth before starting to make clothes.
The clothes are all black, with a red embroidered Wuqi totem on the back, and a pattern of a spiritual herb embroidered on the belt.
Li Chang'an doesn't know how to embroider, but with today's advanced technology, after he has cut out the clothes, the embroidery can be done by machine.
After the clothes are finished, they should be soaked in herbal juice.
On the East Floating Island, the Jade Glory Grass has grown in abundance. Apart from the three catties used for the sacrifice, the rest is enough to be crushed into juice to soak this garment.
The mask is made of refined iron, rubies, and spirit bird feathers, all of which are easy to obtain.
Refined iron is obtained by repeatedly forging and tempering it with spiritual power. Rubies can be purchased. Spirit bird feathers are obtained from the feathers of the Spirit Kite Bird and the Bright Radiance Bird.
Li Chang'an is now at the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage, so forging refined iron and shaping it into the form of a mask is a piece of cake for him.
The mask was made in just one day, and it felt quite heavy in my hand.
With all the sacrificial offerings prepared, on the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, Li Chang'an arrived outside the seal of Wuying Mountain with the prepared sacrificial offerings.
The sacrificial ceremony takes place in the evening.
Li Chang'an stood beneath the sealing wall, looking up at the flowing golden runes on the barrier.
This is the fourth immortal mountain. Once the seal here is broken, you can cultivate, transcend tribulations, and ascend to immortality, then you can enter the immortal mountain cave left behind in your previous life.
This is his ninth year in the blessed land of Xuanling Immortal Mountain.
Recalling the first day I entered Xuanling Immortal Mountain, when the Sword Spirit Senior led me on a tour of the entire blessed land, looking at the snow-capped mountains from outside the barrier, I still felt that reaching there and fulfilling the goal of the God Venerable of my previous life was an unattainable thing.
But now, it's almost here.
Holding the sacrificial offerings, Li Chang'an stood beneath the barrier wall outside Wuying Mountain, unable to recover for a long time.
As the sun sets, the clouds on the horizon are tinged with orange-red.
Li Chang'an finally came to his senses and placed the sacrificial items in front of him one by one.
He drew the familiar mountain-opening symbol, "...with the ritual of offering sacred honey and herbs, I devoutly offer sacrifices to the mountain god of Wuying Mountain."
With the final stroke, accompanied by the sacred bell tolling from the direction of Xuanling Immortal Mountain, the golden sealing wall shattered.
The golden runes flew towards the mountain behind, their golden light intensifying. The high priest's robes and mask, which had been placed before them, also flew up and disappeared, turning into a ghostly blue light.
Li Chang'an turned his head slightly and found that the scenery not far away was all blurred. He immediately realized that he had been pulled into the domain of the Wuying Mountain God.
He looked at Wuying Mountain again. The golden light slowly dissipated, and Wuying Mountain in the distance was still shrouded in a blurry, eerie blue light, making it difficult to see clearly.
Just as Li Chang'an was wondering, a figure more than two meters tall slowly appeared in front of him.
The figure emanated a ghostly blue light, and He was wearing the high priest's robes that had just disappeared, and on His head was the mask inlaid with rubies and spirit bird feathers.
Upon seeing the figure's attire, Li Chang'an was slightly taken aback.
This must be the high priest of the Wuqi people.
The sizes of the clothes and mask were provided to Li Chang'an by the basic manual. Originally, Li Chang'an thought the sizes were too big, but they fit the high priest perfectly.
Behind the mask, the high priest stared directly at Li Chang'an, making Li Chang'an feel somewhat embarrassed.
As Li Chang'an scratched his head, puzzled, the high priest finally looked away.
He raised his head, and a deep sound came from his throat, as if he were chanting some ancient incantation.
A distant chant echoed from Wuying Mountain, and one figure after another appeared behind the high priest. They also wore iron masks, but instead of rubies, the masks were adorned with blue feathers.
Like the high priests, they were all bathed in a ghostly blue light.
The chanting grew louder and louder, and some figures emerged from the crowd, forming a battle formation.
The high priest and the figures turned around at the same time and bowed towards Wuying Mountain.
As they rose, a greatsword appeared in the high priest's hand, while the other figures each held a black wooden staff. Then, to the chanting of the figures on the periphery, they began to dance.
Arms raised and lowered, legs bent and touching the ground.
All their movements are graceful yet powerful, and in every action one can see their loyalty and faith in the gods.
The sun completely disappeared behind the clouds, and night fell.
Their ethereal blue light shone even brighter, so mysterious and elusive in the night.
Li Chang'an didn't know how long he had been watching.
He understood why the Sword Spirit had said, "Just prepare, someone else will dance," when he said he couldn't perform the Wuqi Ritual Dance.
Those who perform the Wuqi sacrificial dance are, of course, people from Wuqi.
Li Chang'an stood still, listening to the chanting gradually fade and seeing the dancing Wuqi people gradually stop their movements.
Then, the high priest finished his dance, holding the greatsword. He turned around, and his eyes once again looked directly at Li Chang'an.
A deep voice rang out: "May disasters and calamities be averted, and may all diseases be cured."
As soon as the words were spoken, the Wuqi people repeated them again: "Disasters and calamities will be averted, and all diseases will be cured."
Then, just as they had appeared, their figures gradually transformed into particles of light and slowly dissipated amidst the chanting.
Those pale blue specks of light drifted in the air and flew towards Wuying Mountain.
The initially blurry image gradually became clearer, and two dark blue mountains came into view.
It looked like a mountain that had been split in two. The mountain was steep and ordinary people could not climb it without tools. The mountain peaks pierced the clouds, and only some dark green shrubs grew on the mountainside.
Snow-capped peaks and a river meanders between two steep mountains before eventually flowing into the Ningjing River.
Li Chang'an suddenly came to his senses and remembered the words spoken by the people of Wuqi and the high priest before they disappeared. He vaguely realized that it might have been a blessing from the mountain god of Wuying Mountain.
The Wuqi people who lived on Wuying Mountain were the mountain gods of Wuying Mountain. After they died, their spirits remained there, guarding every blade of grass, every tree, every spirit, and every monster in the mountain.
Li Chang'an looked in the direction of Wuying Mountain again, and this time, he saw something golden floating towards him.
Li Chang'an subconsciously reached out to take it, and then a ginseng with two leaves on top and several roots waving appeared in his palm.
The little ginseng has complete facial features, and a red rope tied with a pretty knot is attached to the bottom of the two leaves on its head.
The gold particles in the basic manual form an introduction around it:
【Ginseng Fairy】: Transformed from a divine ginseng, bestowing blessings upon herbs.
As Li Chang'an was examining the little ginseng, the little ginseng was also staring at Li Chang'an.
Suddenly, it seemed to have confirmed something, and shouted in a clear, childish voice, "Dad!"
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