Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 42: The immortals walking down the painting
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Seven days later.
Outside the main hall, dozens of princes and ministers were gathering together to wait for the king to come out.
Seeing that other people around him were whispering, the Minister of the Third Division also said to the Minister of Soldiers and Horses next to him: "Is there really a **** who entrusts the king with dreams?"
The Minister of War and Horses is one of the few unbelievers in the Kingdom of Carts and Camels: "I think the leader of the country is worried when he sees that Prince Youyue is seriously ill. He thinks about it day by day and dreams about it at night."
The Minister of the Third Division touched his white beard and expressed disapproval: "But the Lord can clearly remember the appearance and words of the gods in the dream. Can you remember it so clearly when you dream?"
"Hmph, I think it's 90% that evil spirits are causing trouble. The old gods in Changbai Fairy Mountain will not ignore it." The person who interrupted was Yu Gu, the younger brother of the king.
"Hey, I heard from a passing businessman that Changbai Fairy Mountain was struck by lightning, and I guess I don't have time to take care of us for the time being. Tsk tsk, I heard that the thunder was as thick as a mountain peak, purple in color, and it was just one strike , and smashed the mountain," the Minister of Internal Affairs also said.
You Gu sneered: "When the old gods from Changbai Fairy Mountain come, let's see if you still dare to say that."
Several ministers suddenly fell silent. They usually believed in immortality and were naturally afraid of immortals. Only the Minister of Soldiers and Horses said angrily: "Then what kind of immortals are they? They are just strange people and strangers!"
Yougu was about to retort, but he was pushed back by the soft words of the Minister of the Third Division: "I don't know when the old gods from the Changbai Fairy Mountain will come, but what if I wait until this **** from the overseas fairy mountain really comes out? If it comes, Prince Yugu, you’d better say less.”
As he spoke, the time had come, and there was only a creak, but the door to the main hall was opened by the guards. The king of the country, Yoro, dressed in plain white robes, solemnly held a scroll in his hands and left with a serious expression. When they came out, the princes and ministers immediately stopped talking and stood respectfully on both sides of the avenue.
Yuro just walked on the royal road step by step, and the slanting wind made his white robe dance and make a hunting sound. When he walked past a prince or minister, the prince or minister would stand up and follow him. Therefore, when he walked outside the palace gate, Yuro was already followed neatly by dozens of princes and ministers, with majestic and solemn guards on both sides.
Waiting outside the palace gate were hundreds of middle- and lower-level officials. As soon as they saw the king coming out, they immediately became silent and waited consciously for the king and the princes and ministers to pass by. According to the official ranking, follow closely.
Walking onto Tiger Street, they were surrounded by a dark crowd of common people. Infected by the silent and solemn atmosphere of the monarch and officials, they unconsciously stopped talking and followed the team.
As the team walked away, there were more and more people. When they arrived at the Qitian Terrace in the eastern suburbs, there were already tens of thousands of people there. These tens of thousands of people were silent, and only the rustling of footsteps could be heard. The whole scene It seems sacred and solemn.
The Prayer Platform has nine floors, with white jade railings and white jade steps. There are a total of twelve branches leading to the top of the platform. The branch directly south is the widest and has the most steps, with a total of eighty-one steps.
Yu Luo stopped for a moment in front of the due south branch, and waited until the ministers, soldiers and civilians were standing behind him, then he held the scroll and stepped onto the white jade steps that numbered ninety-nine and eighty-one.
As the king walked up one step at a time, it seemed that there were gods in heaven and earth paying attention to this place. The sky that had been cloudy and cloudy began to clear up again. Everyone below would rather hold their breath and wait quietly, even if Those who are the most disbelieving also have some vague expectations in their hearts, fearing that a **** will really come this time.
This expectation reached its maximum when the king stepped onto the highest floor of the Heaven Praying Platform. Some people even knelt down involuntarily and recited Taoist scriptures. Once someone knelt down, the people around him were naturally affected, and the same was true. Then he knelt down, and after a while, no one was still standing around the praying platform. Even the surrounding soldiers were kneeling respectfully.
Yu Luo unrolled the scroll and hung it on the column in the middle of the praying platform. Then he bent over and stepped back a few steps to the west, knelt facing the scroll, and recited prayers toward the east.
The prayer of more than a hundred words was recited for a quarter of an hour in Yuluo's voice. Every time he recited a word, it seemed that more sunlight was shining on the prayer platform. When he finished reciting, The entire praying platform is completely shrouded in dazzling sunlight, making it impossible to look straight at it.
With such a miraculous display, Yuluo felt confident. The princes, ministers, and common people below could not conceal their inner wonder. They took a breath, and then immediately lowered their heads and chanted sutras.
Yu Luo took out the white paper with prayers written on it from his arms, lit it and placed it in front of the scroll. He then kowtowed nine times in a row, shouting loudly before each kowtow: "I respectfully invite the Supreme Master Qingmiao Tianxuan of Penglai Immortal Mountain. The immortal has arrived."
Every time he shouted, tens of thousands of people below also shouted in unison: "I respectfully invite the Immortal Yuan Qingmiao Tianxuan from Penglai Immortal Mountain to come."
"Respectfully invite the Immortal Yuan Qingmiao Tianxuan from Penglai Immortal Mountain to come."
"Respectfully invite the Immortal Yuan Qingmiao Tianxuan from Penglai Immortal Mountain to come."
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All the sounds came together in one place, soaring straight into the sky, causing the surrounding vitality to vibrate. It was too late to say, but it was fast. In the last shout, a sacred, majestic, solemn, solemn, and glorious golden bridge emerged from The horizon stretched over, falling straight onto the portrait.
The Golden Bridge emitted thousands of rays of light, the surrounding sky was filled with flowers, and faint fairy sounds sang a cappella in the air. Everyone was intoxicated and couldn't extricate themselves.
Yuro was even more excited. He put his head on the ground and suddenly saw the golden light around him. He quickly looked up and saw that the ink fairy in the portrait smiled slightly and walked forward. After taking a step, the white-robed **** appeared in front of him, and the portrait behind him was blank.
As soon as the Immortal Tianxuan appeared, golden lotuses appeared from scratch on the ground of the entire praying platform, and bloomed one after another. The auspicious flowers with fragrance floated down from the sky, and for a moment, it was like a fairyland.
This was not only the case on the prayer platform, but also the ministers and common people kneeling around them looked up at themselves. Many flower bones fell like rain in the air, but not long after they fell, the flower bones turned into buds, and then slowly Slowly blooming, petals unfold from the buds, blooming into the most beautiful style. The whole scene is like a goddess scattering flowers.
Someone tried to reach out and pick one up, and it suddenly felt very real. When they saw it, it turned out to be a real flower. They were so shocked that they could not speak. They could only kneel on the ground piously, kowtow frequently, and tears welled up in their eyes. I have believed in it for decades, and today I finally saw an immortal.
At this time, there are no distinctions between princes, ministers, common people, and ordinary people. Some are just people in the mortal world who are devout to the immortal way. They are either surprised, admired, moved, or enthusiastic in this fairyland-like feeling. Even the Minister of War and Horses All the characters like this are irresistibly reciting the name of the immortal: "The Immortal of Yuan Qing Miao Tian Xuan on Penglai Immortal Mountain."
"I know that you believe deeply in the immortal way and your heart is very sincere, so I have specially appeared to heal your child." The kind voice of the Tianxuan Immortal sounded in Yuluo's ears, making him recover from the shock. He immediately kowtowed again, then pointed down and said: "My child is under the praying platform, and I would like to ask the immortal to use the immortal magic."
There was a soft chair placed at the front in that direction, with an unconscious young man lying on it, his belly arched high, as if he was ten months pregnant.
Shangxuan Tianxuan smiled slightly, waved his hand, and a ray of blue light flew to the young man. Black beetles the size of a thumb crawled out of the man's ears, mouth, nose, and eyes. The sight of it made people feel ferocious and disgusting. Yuluo and others were shocked. They didn't expect that this kind of insect made Yuyo sick.
Then a bright black and white light flew up from the hands of Master Tianxuan. The black beetles were sucked up uncontrollably and disappeared. In just a few breaths, the young man's stomach recovered. As usual, his breathing stabilized, he woke up slowly, and shouted: "Father."
Youyo burst into tears with excitement, turned around and kowtowed again, uttering words of praise to the immortal, but her words were unclear due to the mixture of excitement, excitement, ecstasy, fanaticism and other emotions.
Shangxuan Tianxuan saw the darkness below and knelt down, and said with a smile: "It's over here, I have to go back to Penglai Mountain."
Since the Immortal had the will, You Yue did not dare to persuade him to stay, so he could only shout: "I respectfully send the Immortal Yuan Qingmiao Tianxuan back to Penglai Immortal Mountain."
The tens of millions of people below once again shouted in unison: "Send the Great Immortal Qingmiao Tianxuan of the Yuan Dynasty back to Penglai Immortal Mountain."
"Respectfully send the Supreme Immortal Qingmiao Tianxuan of the Yuan Dynasty back to Penglai Fairy Mountain."
"Respectfully send the Supreme Immortal Qingmiao Tianxuan of the Yuan Dynasty back to Penglai Fairy Mountain."
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With all the people united, the momentum seemed extremely grand. In this atmosphere, the Immortal Tianxuan stepped back on the scroll and turned into an ink immortal statue again. The golden lotuses on the ground and the auspicious flowers in the air withered one after another, and finally with the words The sacred, majestic and solemn golden bridges retracted to the horizon, and they also disappeared without a trace in the wind.
Although the Immortal left, these tens of thousands of people still knelt on the spot enthusiastically, kowtowing and continuing to shout: "I respectfully send the Immortal Yuan Qingmiao Tianxuan back to Penglai Immortal Mountain."
Amidst the shouts, a drizzle began to fall from the sky. Those who were still kowtowing looked at them in surprise. The grass there grew from scratch and grew stronger. In the blink of an eye, the entire area around the praying platform became The green grassland makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"My cough, my cough, it's gone!"
"My headache has also been cured! It has been more than ten years!"
"I feel powerful!"
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The discussion gradually started, and everyone was surprised and happy. Only then did everyone realize that the drizzle was like rain, and it felt indescribably comfortable when it fell on the body. Many people's chronic diseases that had been bothering them for many years had been cured without medicine, and even soft Prince Youyo, who was sitting on the chair, also changed from weak to normal. He climbed up, knelt on the ground, kowtowed and shouted: "The Great Immortal of Qingmiao Tianxuan in the Shangyuan Dynasty is so merciful and merciful that I will enjoy eternal blessings."
As he shouted, the people around him also began to shout: "Shangyuan Qingmiao Tianxuan is so merciful and compassionate, and you will enjoy immortal blessings forever."
Finally, thousands of people around the praying platform shouted: "The Great Immortal Qingmiao Tianxuan of the Shangyuan Dynasty is so merciful and compassionate, and may you enjoy immortal blessings forever."
It can be said that the storm is stirring and the sound is shaking the sky.