Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 450 She Said
Just after Ying Baoyue finished speaking, there was a flood of applause and applause from the onlookers under the altar.

Because the martial dance of the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty on the altar has reached its climax.

The sound of drums and bells went higher and higher, and the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty marched while dancing, waving the halberds and spears in their hands greatly, and changing the various formations in an orderly manner.

Although apart from Meng Shi Mohua at the front, the momentum of the other practitioners wielding long weapons is not enough, but in the eyes of the people under the altar, so many practitioners together make such a grand picture, it can be called magnificent .

Although many practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty went to the battlefield, most of them were cavalry who immediately used swords and light weapons. At first, most of them were a little weak when they used heavy infantry weapons.

After all, dancing is still different from real fighting, Meng Shi thought on the altar.But Xu Bingqing didn't know where to find the action arrangement, and all of them were opening and closing movements.

Glittering sweat dripped from Meng Shi's white chin, and she tightly held the halberd in her hand that had become greasy from sweat.

It was Xu Bingqing's willful idea to dance the ancient Zhou martial arts dance. Meng Shi was originally opposed to it. After all, the martial arts dance was a repertoire unfamiliar to practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty.But she didn't expect Xu Bingqing to come up with a complete choreography, and after reading those ideas, she couldn't help but fell silent.

It is very difficult to make such a large movement with a long and heavy long weapon, but once it can be done, it can bring great visual shock.

And the choreography that Xu Bingqing got from somewhere was really shocking.

For some reason, Meng Shi felt an inexplicable familiarity with the conception of this kind of movement choreography that extremely challenges the limits of practitioners.

Just like the first time she heard Shao Siming Lin Baoyue's self-created fire and sword moves from her master.

Meng Shi gritted her teeth and held on tightly to the movements in her hands. Among the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty, only she and Mo Hua were able to meet this choreography standard. Although the others only achieved five points, the whole scene was still Shocking.

I have to say that the choreographer was clever.

The practitioner who can think of these things must be an absolute genius, Meng Shi sighed in her heart.And because of this, she was very sure that Xu Bingqing didn't come up with this.

But Beihan Pavilion recruited strange people from all over the world, Xu Bingqing had attracted a lot of talents, and it was not impossible for someone to come up with it, so she didn't think much about it.

But she was still very curious about who could come up with such a dance.

But thinking about it, now that Xu Bingqing was in her hands, Meng Shi knew very well that Beihan Pavilion would never let anyone know who that person was.

Meng Shi took a deep breath as the last drumbeat sounded in her ears.

Even though the movements of the practitioners in the Northern Wei Dynasty were not in place compared with that person's idea, under the detailed design of that person, they used dance to restore the whole story of King Wu of Zhou's destruction of Shang described in the Dawu movement.

Carry forward vigorously, King Wu destroyed the merchants, returned to the south in triumph, the small country surrendered, and all the plots were skipped one by one.

Then the dance team was divided into two columns, which symbolized Zhou Gong was on the left, Zhao Gong was on the right, King Wu ruled the world, and the country was peaceful and the people were safe.

With the sound of the last bell, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty on the altar regrouped and lined up neatly, and the whole dance finally entered the sixth section of the last section of the Dawu movement.

The sixth poem in the Dawu movement is "Huan".

Meng Shi took a deep breath and sang loudly.

"Heaven's Mandate, King Huanhuanwu. Keep the land of Jue, in all directions!"

Dawu is an ode to King Wu of Zhou, and this monarch accepted the destiny to conquer the world, keep the middle land, and patrol the four directions.

Replacing the Shang Dynasty, rule the world.

Accompanied by Meng Shi's last loud song, all the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty stood still in place with a snap, looking in the same direction.

And at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and all the people's eyes widened.

"Apocalypse of the Xuanwu God!"

Ying Baoyue and others under the altar raised their heads and looked at the thunder and lightning falling from the sky and the earth.

Different from the divine enlightenment that was just a ray of light in the middle Tang Dynasty and the Hou Liao Dynasty, and also different from the Huoshaoyun that descended proudly in the Southern Chu, the gods of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the hometown of the thunderbolts, descended thrillingly.

"Xuanwu..."

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu clenched his clothes tightly to his chest, and the Chunlei Sword at his waist beeped.

The sacrificial dance of the practitioners in the Northern Wei Dynasty did not usher in the presence of the true god Xuanwu God, but the thunder in the sky that changed everyone's face was enough to show that this divine revelation was different.

"The same large-scale divine enlightenment as the last Southern Chu..."

Seeing the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty standing quietly with weapons in their hands on the altar, people couldn't help admiring.

Drag and practice galloping thousands of horses, and thundering thousands of chariots.

This scene is not inferior to the splendor of Nanchu.

"nice!"

"What a martial dance!"

"After such a wonderful martial dance, which other country would dare to dance..."

"This former Qin doesn't have to dance anymore..."

Amidst people's exclamation one after another, the faces of other practitioners around were flushed with excitement, but the practitioners of the former Qin Dynasty were as white as paper.

At this time, a melodious sound came from the ears of everyone, symbolizing the army's retreat.

On the altar, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty put away their halberds and spears in unison, and bowed to the distance, symbolizing the last respect for King Wu of Zhou and the soldiers of the ancient Zhou Dynasty.

Sixty percent of the complex decorations are used to worship the emperor.Standing in Zhui for a long time, so that the princes will be the best.All the dancers stand for a long time to show that they are waiting for the princes to come.

In the end, Mingjin withdrew his troops.The ancient Zhou martial arts dance, the great martial arts movement, ends here.

Looking at the solemn and solemn Northern Wei practitioners on the altar, Ying Xun's heart ached.

This kind of glory originally belonged to them, and it was the most perfect victory conceived by the girl beside him.

However, before everything they prepared was shown, it was over.

Everything hasn't started yet, it's over.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty is over..."

"Everything is over, let them dance, why should we dance!"

The practitioners of the former Qin Dynasty were downcast, with despair in their eyes.

"Northern Wei's sacrificial dance is over! Next one, Qian Qin!"

And at this moment, with another bell, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty walked off the stage talking and laughing, and the ceremony officer looked at the practitioners of the Qianqin Dynasty.

After dancing in the Northern Wei Dynasty, it was the turn of the former Qin Dynasty after all.

"Former Qin practitioners, come forward!"

The ritual officer looked at Ying Xun and the others and asked loudly.

"Report the dance you are going to dance!"

The eyes that had gathered on the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly turned to the former Qin Dynasty from all directions. Ying Xun felt a heavy burden on his shoulders, and his throat felt like a ball of numbness, and he couldn't speak a word.

What else can he say?
"Former Qin stepson?" After waiting for a long time to answer, the ritual officer frowned, "What are you guys going to dance for? Tell me quickly!"

Whispers were heard around, Xu Bingqing in the box smiled, and Ji Jiashu on the high platform in the distance frowned slightly.

"Ying Xun is not dumb, what happened to the former Qin Dynasty?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked with a frown.

Faced with the examiner's questioning, the faces of the former Qin practitioners all showed shrinking expressions, but at this moment, a calm female voice suddenly sounded.

"I waited for the former Qin Dynasty to plan to dance the Great Wu Chapter of the Ancient Zhou Wu Wu Dance."

Ying Xun, who was at a loss for words, was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly looked at the girl beside him.

He never expected that this woman would say it so directly when she knew it was serious!

One word stirred up thousands of waves, hearing Ying Baoyue's words, the ceremony officer and other people around did not react for a while.

"What? Martial dance? Great martial arts chapter? Did I get it wrong?"

"Isn't this just danced in the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

"Wait, so the former Qin Dynasty is... the same as the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

"How dare you say it when it's too heavy?"

"Is this the difference between the two countries?" Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes widened unexpectedly when he heard the words on the high platform, "It's such a coincidence? Did such a thing really happen?"

Ji Jiashu was taken aback when he heard the words, and the next moment he looked at the place where the saintesses of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the others were under the high platform, clenched his sleeves and fists.

coincidence?

At this time, such a thing actually happened?

"But you still say it knowing it's important..." Jiang Yuanyuan looked at Ying Baoyue and others under the altar with interest, "This is the former Qin Dynasty, what are you going to do?"

What is Qianqin going to do?
The people under the high stage were also talking about it.

"Did Qianqin give up on himself?"

"After all, you can't dance if you're heavy, but is it true that the former Qin Dynasty prepared the martial dance? Could it be that the Northern Wei Dynasty frightened you so much that you didn't dare to dance?"

"I want to use this to excuse that it's not that my own level is not good, but that it is inferior to other countries, and that I want to blackmail the Northern Wei Dynasty?"

"After all, no matter how you dance, you won't be able to attract God hahaha!"

"Are you telling a lie? How could the former Qin Dynasty have the ability to dance martial arts..."

Amidst the surrounding discussion, Ying Xun's nails dug into his palm, and at this moment, the ritual officer's indifferent and mocking voice came from the altar.

"The official of the Great Wu Chapter remembers that some countries have already danced. If it wasn't for your country's misremembering what to dance." , No country really skipped it.”

"But you didn't say you can't dance, did you?" Ying Baoyue said calmly while watching the ceremonial officer who was smiling.

"Your Highness, you said that. Your country can't attract gods. What's the point of this repetitive dance? Isn't it a waste of my waiting time?" Don't jump, please forgive me, I can't accept repeated..."

"It's not repeated." However, at this moment, Ying Baoyue suddenly interrupted him, "When did I say that Qianqin is going to dance a repeated dance?"

The girl under the altar spoke quietly, and everyone on and off the stage was stunned.

"Huh? Your Highness, what did you say?" The ceremony officer on the altar stared wide-eyed, unable to believe his ears.

"I just said that the repertoire prepared by the former Qin Dynasty was indeed the same as that of the Northern Wei Dynasty," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "but I didn't say we were going to dance this."

The ritual officer opened his eyes wide in surprise, "This..."

But the next moment Ying Baoyue looked at Ying Xun who was beside him, and suddenly smiled.

"Cousin, let's do another dance."

The girl's voice was normal, but the faces of all the people around who were secretly delighted or contemptuous or proud of the sound froze.

What is this woman talking about?
There was a chill on Ying Xun's back, and he said in a daze, "But this, this is impossible..."

How could it be possible to change dances on the spot?

"It's okay, trust me."

However, the girl in front of him stared into his eyes, as if there were flames jumping in her eyes.

"I'll tell you how to do it. And the main dancer," the girl said softly, standing upright.

"I'll jump."

　Get out of the way and let the pros do it.

　　Drag and practice galloping thousands of horses, thundering thousands of chariots. ——Twenty Poems of He Chun Shen by Tang Bai Juyi

　　
　
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