Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 440 Divine Revelation
Middle Tang, Later Liao, Eastern Wu, Southern Chu, Northern Wei, and Former Qin.

This is the third and final round of the crowd battle, the order of appearance of each country.

"This sequence is really..."

As the examiner reported this order, the surrounding people erupted after a moment of silence.

"Is Qianqin the last one?"

"This is not the finale but a shame..."

"This sequence is really interesting..."

"After Southern Chu and Northern Wei... Will the former Qin people be so frightened that their legs are so weak that they can't jump hahaha..."

Amidst the whispers all around, Ying Xun, who was standing on the high platform, clenched his fists tightly, with a trace of unwillingness and regret in his eyes.

Why did he have no luck at this time?

"Second brother, this order..." Zhao Guang didn't care about the order of the lottery. After the lottery was drawn, he jumped off the stage and returned to Li Ji. Seeing Ying Xun's reaction, he looked at Li Ji beside him.

"Well, for the former Qin Dynasty, it's really terrible." Li Ji said lightly.The man Gujing Wubo quietly stared at Li Ji on the stage and the girl behind him.

The performance time of the sacrificial dance is extremely long. For this kind of competition in order, it is not the most advantageous for the finale, but the most advantageous for the one who can leave an impression on people.

And in this case, there is no worse playing sequence than being caught in the middle of the powerhouses.Especially the former Qin, ranked after the two great powers of Southern Chu and Northern Wei, the people and examiners would be directly immersed in the shocking sacrificial dances of the former two countries, and would not have the slightest impression of the former Qin.

Although Nan Chu didn't have such a heaven-defying existence as Ji Jiashu this time, it was still easy to steal everyone's attention.

Both Southern Chu and Northern Wei had such strength.

Although the Northern Wei Dynasty did not have a traditional repertoire of sacrificial dances, no one knew what would be danced, but Li Ji looked at the smiling Northern Wei saintess in the stands, and for some reason an ominous premonition floated in his heart.

"Anyway, it's at the bottom of the list, and there is a risk of overlapping with other countries' festival dances." Zhao Guang couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words, "Qianqin really got it right this time."

These days in Danyang City, rumors about Qianqin wanting to win the first three battles spread like wildfire, so many people, including Zhao Guang, paid attention to Qianqin's lottery results for the first time.

Where there is attention, there is disappointment, and the ridicule surrounding Qianqin intensifies.

"It seems that Qianqin used up all his luck in the draw on the polo field last time," Zhao Guang looked at Ying Xun who was standing on the high platform with gritted teeth in the distance, and the gloomy former Qin practitioners in the audience.

What luck.

"Wait, that's not right!"

However, at this moment, Li Ji's stunned voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Guang's ear.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Guang looked around for a moment, only to find that the eyes under Li Ji's mask were staring straight at one direction.He followed and found that it was the girl standing under the stage.

The girl didn't look at them or at Ying Xun, but also quietly looked at a thing in the center of the high platform.

At this time, listening to the cynicism from the people around him, Ying Xun took a deep breath and turned around, and walked down the stage with heavy steps. He didn't even want to face the other people in the team, and he didn't even want to raise his head.

With his head down, he could see the ugly faces of the other former Qin practitioners in the audience.

However, at this moment, Ying Xun was startled suddenly.

Because he saw that girl.

Among the many faces of disappointment and fear, only the girl's expression remained calm.

Ying Baoyue stood quietly under the stage, with no joy or anger on her face, she just stared at... behind him.

behind?

Ying Xun shuddered, turned his head abruptly, and followed Ying Baoyue's gaze to see what he saw.

Sign box in the center of the platform.

"The lottery box?" At this time, Zhao Guang followed Li Ji's eyes and saw the object, because the lottery had already been drawn, and the examiner was organizing soldiers to move the lottery box down, "What's wrong with that?"

"I was negligent." At this moment, Li Ji beside him took a deep breath, "There was a problem with the lottery just now."

"Is there a problem?" Zhao Guang's pupils shrank, and he looked at Li Ji in astonishment, "Is there anyone else playing tricks on this kind of lottery?"

It is a felony to tamper with the lottery of the primary ceremony, and it is a great risk to take great risks. Although the order of appearance in the third round of the crowd war will affect the results between countries, it is not as good as the form of polo battle. Different, even if there is an impact, it is not a matter of life and death.

From Zhao Guang's point of view, he could still understand the polo match, but he really didn't expect that someone would take such a huge risk and manipulate the order of appearance in the ceremony.

"I didn't expect that either," Li Ji said in a deep voice listening to Zhao Guang's words, "so I was negligent and didn't pay attention just now."

But by this time it was already too late.

The big picture is set.

But Li Ji didn't understand one thing.

That is.

Why not hesitate to draw lots to create the current order?
Is it just to let Qiang Guo play in advance to steal the attention of the audience examiners and greatly reduce the glory of the former Qin Dynasty?
Just for such a reason?
Li Ji didn't know, and the ominous premonition grew stronger for some reason.

What is this black hand hiding behind the scenes trying to do?
Under the altar, Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the heavy lottery box and said silently.

But no matter what those people want to do, the order in which everyone will play in the third round of the battle has been decided.

It's useless not to catch this kind of thing on the spot, even if caught, there are ways to prevaricate.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to Ying Xun who was blaming himself on the altar.

"Welcome back, cousin, it's just the order of appearance," she said looking at Ying Xun, "it's nothing to decide, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Indeed, it does not determine anything.

Ying Xun let out a breath, looking at the girl's smile, for some reason, he felt a lot better in his heart.He stepped off the altar and returned to her side and among the former Qin practitioners, and at this moment the bell beside the altar was struck.

"The third round of the crowd battle of the primary ceremony begins!"

"First match, Zhongtang!"

Amidst the shouts of the ceremony officials, the cultivators of the Mid-Tang Dynasty took the lead in changing into sacrificial attire, and marched solemnly to the stage.

The post-Liao practitioners who came after the mid-Tang Dynasty also started preparations, and there are special clothes sheds and music sheds beside the altar.The clothing shed is for the participating practitioners to change their sacrificial attire, while the music shed is for musicians from various countries.

The music of the festival dance is particularly important, and it will even affect the final effect. Therefore, the music of the festival dance in various countries is arranged in advance by a special person, and it is prepared in the music studio early in order to bring the most perfect performance at that time.

At this time, the mid-Tang festival dance began, and the music played by the mid-Tang musicians came from the music shed, which immediately captured the hearts of all the people around.

"The melody of the Mid-Tang Dynasty is really unique," Ying Xun sighed as he listened to the sacrificial music coming from a distance among the former Qin practitioners who were at the end of the order.

Ying Baoyue nodded when he heard that, the people of the Middle Tang Dynasty were not good at fighting, but they were per capita artists, and they had high attainments in silk and bamboo orchestral rhythm and dance.

But different from pure music, although sacrificial dance is called dance, it is not enough to just know how to dance.

There are higher requirements for ritual music and practitioners' understanding of the way of heaven.

But at this moment, accompanied by a burst of exclamation from the people, an unprecedented breath appeared above the altar.

coming!

Ying Baoyue raised her head together with everyone.

In the seventh round of the Warring States Beginning Ceremony, the third round of the Ceremony, the first divine apocalypse.

Here comes.

(End of this chapter)