Chapter 653 Spirit Master!
On both sides of the street, spiritual plants sway gently, emitting a faint fragrance, which complements the delicate embroidery on the silk ribbons. Every color seems to be telling an ancient and splendid story.
There were few pedestrians, but all of them had a respectful look on their faces, and their eyes would occasionally look at Lingyu and her, and their whispers were full of awe.
Lingyu looked at her and said, "Most of the tribesmen should be in the square now. They should be heading there as well."
Luo Li nodded, took light steps, and stepped onto the road paved with flowers and blessings. Every step seemed to be in silent communication with the land, and she felt the sense of belonging and warmth rising from the bottom of her heart.
She glanced at Lingyu and said helplessly, "Senior Lingyu, isn't this a bit too much?"
"What's this?" Ling Yu led Luo Li inside, sighing as he walked, "If it were among the gods, the succession of the Spirit Lord would require the participation of the entire continent of the gods. If it weren't for..."
He paused and looked at Luo Li gently. "In short, I'm sorry to have wronged you now. When we return home, we will hold a grand Spirit Master succession ceremony for you."
Luo Li chuckled, shook her head helplessly, and said, "Let's go, don't keep everyone waiting too long."
Lingyu came back to his senses and nodded, "Okay."
The square was crowded with people.
Respected figures from the Qingwu clan and other tribes stood on both sides of the high ground in the square, while on the square below, the best of the younger generation such as Baili Muchen stood at the front.
Each of their faces had the same emotion, excitement and joy.
There is no doubt or distrust, only expectation, expectation for the arrival of their new spiritual master.
The sunlight shines on the square, coating every bluestone brick with a layer of golden glow.
Luo Li and Ling Yu slowly stepped onto the path specially reserved for them in the square. Their figures lengthened in the eager gazes of the crowd, as if they were walking in a slowly unfolding scroll.
Luo Li's clothes fluttered in the wind, and every step she took was steady and calm, while Ling Yu followed closely behind her, like the most loyal knight, following behind his spirit master, with determination and pride in his eyes.
Their arrival seemed to inject an indescribable solemnity and sacredness into the bustling square, making everyone's heartbeat involuntarily accelerate as they witnessed this historic moment together.
Everyone ignored Lingyu and turned their attention to Luo Li.
This is what they have, Spirit Master?
Luo Li had a tall and straight figure, and she was wearing a light golden robe that shone faintly in the sunlight. Her face was cold and her eyes were deep, like a god from ancient times. Every step she took was in the void, untouched by dust.
Her hair danced gently in the wind, like a pouring galaxy, sparkling with a mysterious and dazzling light.
The hustle and bustle in the square seemed to freeze at this moment. Everyone's breathing became light and breathless. Their eyes were only focused on Luo Li who was walking towards the platform step by step. It seemed as if the whole world had stopped for her.
After she walked onto the platform and reached the highest position, Luo Li slowly turned around and looked at the people below with shining eyes, her gaze moving slightly.
Below, Lingyu was the leader. He clenched his fists, placed them on his heart, and leaned forward slightly. His posture was extremely loyal and moving.
His voice was low and agitated. It wasn't loud, but it carried throughout the entire central square. "Spirit Master."
Then, everyone bowed and saluted, their voices reverent and powerful, "Spirit Master!"
Luo Li was slightly startled, feeling the sudden surge of power within her soul. She pursed her lips. This was the power of faith...
The light in the square seemed even more dazzling, and everyone's face was filled with piety and hope. The light gathered into a brilliant river, slowly flowing into Luo Li's heart, warm and powerful.
At this moment, her figure seemed to merge with the heaven and earth, becoming the most solid support in everyone's heart.
Luo Li nodded slightly, her eyes seemed to contain endless power, scanning everyone, making their hearts tremble.
The sunlight shone from behind her, giving her a golden glow. She was like a goddess from a myth, noble and inviolable.
Luo Li slowly raised her hand, palm facing up, as if welcoming something, and as if giving something.
The light condensed in her hands and turned into a divine dragon, soaring into the sky, cutting through the sky and leaving a brilliant trail, making everyone hold their breath, their hearts filled with shock and awe.
Luo Li clasped her hands together, her eyes were clear, and a faint aura surrounded her body, as if resonating with the heaven and earth.
She opened her lips slightly and recited an ancient spell, each syllable containing mysterious power.
As the spell echoed, the dragon circled in the air and then turned into a sky full of stars. Points of light fell down, like a sweet rain that nourished all things and enveloped everyone.
At the front of the square are warriors from the tribe who often go out. Although their bloodlines are strong, they still have some incurable hidden injuries in their bodies. But under this power, they can feel that the wounds in their bodies will heal instantly in just a moment.
The scars were gently smoothed out as if by gentle hands, and the faces of the tribesmen showed an expression of disbelief.
A faint light could be seen flowing beneath their skin, as if a stream was happily running through their blood, taking away all the fatigue and pain.
An old warrior, tears glistening in his eyes, felt the wounds left by fighting against the dark world and the previous war. Even the remaining elixirs in his clan could not completely heal them, but now strength and vitality have returned to his body.
He shouted, "It's a healing technique! It's the Spirit Master's healing technique!"
After tens of thousands of years, he felt the same healing skill again in the new Spirit Master!
The air around him seemed to vibrate with the old man's cheers, and a faint light lingered around him, like an elf dancing in the morning light, gently touching every scar.
His face was full of wrinkles, but at this moment they were smoothed by an indescribable joy, and the tears flashing in his eyes were like stars falling into the mortal world.
With trembling hands, he gently touched the scars that had kept him awake at night, and felt a warm power flowing into his fingertips, as if the warm spring sun melted the winter ice, bringing vitality and hope.
The people around couldn't help but breathe softer, for fear of disturbing this sacredness.
A young woman covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were red, and tears were trembling on her eyelashes. The little boy next to her was tugging at her clothes, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion, but he also instinctively felt the solemnity and warmth of this scene.
In the dim light, the old man slowly raised his head and looked into the distance. That scene was frozen into an eternal warm memory in everyone's heart.
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