boom--
The resounding boom of the war drum was incredibly powerful and imposing.
"The future Miao King has arrived!"
"The prospective Miao King has arrived! My goodness, the prospective Miao King has come from Black Wind Village."
"The future Miao king is still as domineering as ever. Even though he's not wearing the Miao king's attire, the black Miao clothing looks so imposing on him."
…
Even though the sky was still hazy and dawn had not yet broken, the appearance of the quasi-Miao King Mu Achen was still so majestic and awe-inspiring.
Que Dongzhai, --
Whether it was the provincial secretary and Deputy Director Cheng, or business giants like Mochen Capital and Youli Capital, their blood was pumping uncontrollably after witnessing this scene firsthand.
As for the non-Miao people, needless to say.
After all, the scene was too big.
Soon, in about twenty minutes, all the major branches gathered at the Lusheng field.
The Black Miao branch was the last to enter.
Saintess Amo and Miao Huang Ayun stood in the middle of the Lusheng field.
After Ah Chen arrived, --
"Boom boom boom..."
The war drums sounded continuously, their thunderous roar shaking the heavens and the earth.
Nine clan elders and eight jackals stood prominently behind Achen and the Holy Maiden Miaohuang.
After the wooden chairs landed, the five nonagenarians got up and walked out of their respective branches with faltering steps.
After that, each branch produced two witch doctors.
These witch doctors were the most senior, and each of them was accompanied by a Miao girl.
On the purple seedling side, there are clusters of flowers.
The five elders went directly to the Drum Tower, while the witch doctors pulled their best grass ghosts to stand on either side.
boom!!
The first double drumbeat begins.
All the Miao people from all branches, regardless of age or gender, knelt down with solemn expressions, their hands clasped tightly against their shoulders, facing the drum tower.
The grass ghosts and grass ghost women whispered and murmured in Miao language, which non-Miao people could not understand.
This scene resembled both a sacrificial ceremony and a prayer for blessings.
The entire venue was solemn and dignified.
Those standing were only the quasi-Miao King Mu Achen, the Holy Maiden Tang Amo, and Miao Phoenix Nan Ayun.
"--, that's so awesome!"
"My goodness, even movies can't depict a scene like this!"
"The atmosphere is just too full."
"How strange, all the Miao people are kneeling, those who are standing should be the future Miao King and the Holy Maiden Miao Huang."
"This Miao Huang's status is indeed high, actually on par with the Holy Maiden."
"Why do I have this feeling of one king and two saints?"
"You know what, I really do feel that way."
It wasn't just these people who felt this way; even Deputy Director Cheng and his team felt it too.
It's just a feeling, and we can't take it seriously. Besides, there's absolutely no evidence of "one king and two saints" among the Miao people. What if it's just their custom? If we say it out loud, wouldn't we be asking for trouble?
It should be noted that the Xia'an tribe and the local armed forces reported in the early morning that Miao people from various Miao regions had entered the inner region.
Moreover, every leader in Miao territory is a woman!
The total number of people from several Miao regions who have come to eastern Guizhou has exceeded 200,000.
boom!!
At that moment, the war drums sounded again.
Hundreds of Miao soldiers rose from the crowd and walked directly toward the Drum Tower.
At the same time, the various Gu witches and girls who were kneeling on both sides also got up and entered the building.
After that, ---
Firecrackers crackled and popped, and fireworks soared into the sky, exploding one after another.
Not long after, --
Dawn broke.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the drum tower gates open completely, and a hundred Miao soldiers carried out a war drum.
This war drum is the oldest of the Miao ethnic groups in Guizhou. It is 18.8 meters long and 2.66 meters in diameter.
The ends of the war drum are inlaid with copper plates.
The drum's body is shaped like twelve butterflies.
Among these butterfly swarms, three butterflies are in the center.
One is on top, and two are below, guarding it.
The other twelve were clustered around them.
As soon as the war drums sounded, the kneeling Miao people kowtowed three times before rising.
The quasi-Miao King Mu Achen, accompanied by the Holy Maiden Amo and Miao Phoenix Ayun, stepped forward.
They came to the sacred war drum, and all the Miao people paid their respects to it.
Five of the oldest Miao people came to Achen. The eldest, the great-grandfather, pulled Achen to the center of the war drum, while the two most senior Gu women each pulled Amo and Ayun to Achen's side.
after,--
All the grass spirits whispered and chanted again, and the boys all buried their faces.
Under the guidance of the elders, Ah Chen, Ah Mo, and Ah Yun slowly raised their right hands.
His palm was pressed against the three butterfly patterns in the center of the war drum.
When Ah Chen and the others placed their palms on the war drum, it actually made a buzzing sound.
While countless non-Miao people were discussing what exactly was going on...
The spirit butterflies inside Achen, Amo, and Ayun surged.
In that instant, the butterfly pattern on the war drum suddenly came to life.
Seeing this, ---
The elder of the clan let out a long roar in the Miao language, and each branch sent out a hundred of their most elite Miao men.
They used pre-prepared wooden posts to tie the war drums together.
At the same time, the grass demons chanted their incantations even more intensively.
Meanwhile, Ah Chen, Ah Mo, and Ah Yun retreated a hundred meters and watched the war drums.
In less than an hour, --
After the war drums were bound, twelve branches and 1,200 elite Miao people stood on both sides of the drums.
They took their positions.
After that, the five oldest Miao elders and the nine clan elders led Achen, Amo, and Ayun around three times with the war drums.
The three men simultaneously struck the war drums.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the drums thundered, the nine elders once again shouted in unison in the Miao language.
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