The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 1249 Serving in the Army and Sacrifice ([-])

Amidst the music, accompanied by the sound of the trombone, Ruan Jinglian walked up to the Altar of Heroes with red eyes, and a "microphone mechanism" rose.

She walked over, wiped away the tears of anticipation, took a deep breath, and said, "This disaster has taken the lives of more than 40 people in Zhongdu."

"The children behind me are all orphans of chivalrous men. They originally had a complete family, and even though they were unsmiling, they had a father who cared about them all the time."

"There are kind-hearted mothers who often spank their little butts because they are disobedient, but now, the original complete family no longer exists, and many people have become orphans..."

Hearing what she said, many people felt the same deeply, they only felt their noses sore, and it was hard to know that they were crying for a while.

Xiao Chu, the "Killing Heart Bodhisattva" who attended the meeting, burst into tears because she thought of her parents.

"...Fortunately, we won. Although we paid a heavy price, at least we didn't let the evil disaster spread throughout the central capital. Otherwise, there would be more orphans and widows..."

Ruan Jinglian said so, and then the music sounded, and she sang a mournful song in honor of the deceased with her beautiful singing voice.

With her singing, Chen Mengshu fell from the sky, accompanied by the music, and came together with the dancers, performing the ancient "sacrifice to the heroic spirit" that has been passed down since the dark old age, this grand soul dance .

"The soul is back~! The soul is back~!"

At this moment, the heroic spirits who had been sleeping in the cemetery seemed to have a sense, and rushed over in the form of souls, hanging in the air, watching the sacrifice.

On the Heroic Soul Altar, a boy even saw them, and felt that a phantom of Heroic Soul had come to his side.

"Daddy?"

"Girl, father is leaving, take care of your mother..."

"Father, mother?"

"Good boy, mother and father are leaving, you have to be well, father and mother can't take care of you anymore..."

Such heroic souls cannot be seen by others, but the pure hearts of children can be sensed.

Of course, there are exceptions. The powerful heroic souls appear on the side of the dark guards and secret service.

"His brother?"

Bai Jiufeng sensed the existence of the heroic spirit, her eyes filled with tears.

Qu Liang's heroic soul chuckled: "Sister, it's my brother who failed you and let down your love... Sister, you have to take care..."

In this way, those with shallow cultivation bases naturally cannot see the haunting of heroic spirits, but those with advanced cultivation bases can see them clearly.

Mother Rong exclaimed: "It's a heroic spirit...it's a heroic spirit! Your chivalrous sect wants to..."

It is very difficult to practice "Shen Ertong". Hearing such a voice, he felt that she was very annoying, so he practiced "Shut Up Meditation". Mother Rong just shut her mouth, and stood up in shock and kept making gestures. , just can't make a sound.

Sun Qianrou looked at her hopping, and asked curiously, "Nurse, what's wrong with you? Did you get bitten by something?"

Mother Rong also realized her predicament at this moment. Seeing that Nangong Busui and Dongfangli, who were more cultivated than her, didn't react too aggressively, it showed that they seemed to have acquiesced to such a thing.

He could only sigh dejectedly, and sat back obediently.

More than 3 heroic souls wandered around, looking at the people who were offering sacrifices to them, looking at the grand and ancient sacrificial soul dance that summoned them on the altar of heroic souls, and listening to the magnificent and mysterious music.

Silently speaking farewell words that people couldn't hear at all, they suddenly felt inexplicable emotions. Seeing this, they knew that the battle of Zhongdu was finally won.

From this, I also realized that from now on, they are no longer the ghosts of the underworld that no one pays attention to, but heroic souls who can enjoy incense and worship.

As long as the Monument of Heroes does not fall, as long as the altar of sacrificial souls is not destroyed, as long as this cemetery exists, they will be different from those lonely souls who are scattered and may be swallowed by other ghosts at any time.

Instead, they can fight side by side like in the yang world. Everyone gathers together to form a group that is afraid of ghosts nearby, without any bullying, and can enjoy sacrificial blood.

The magnificent and mysterious music gradually stopped, and the dance for worshiping the soul gradually came to an end. Chen Mengshu, dressed in white and a white dress, led a grand dance troupe out of the altar of worshiping the soul.

Afterwards, amidst the melodious sound of the trombone, Li Dao, dressed in a solemn and gorgeous dark blue robe, led the senior officials of Xiazong, Hong Shengnan, Meng Wanqing, Ye Xiang, Yin Baobao, Hua Jiaolong, Ma Chengfeng, Lu Fang, Yin Dongqing and dozens of others.

Step by step, he walked towards the altar of worshiping the souls, and held up immature boys in his hands to offer them, with simple and simple wine bottles, to pay respect to those heroic spirits floating in the air.

Ruan Jinglian sang loudly: "Sacrifice to heroes..."

Then dozens of people headed by Li Dao said together: "Sacrifice, heroes~!"

Then they all bowed and poured the wine in the bottle on the ground with ancient etiquette.

At this time, there are eminent monks headed by Du Nan, holding a conch in their left hand and a rosary in their right hand, surrounding the altar of worshiping souls, chanting sutras of rebirth.

There are also Taoist priests led by Miaosu, slowly and rhythmically dancing the Taomu magic sword around the altar of worshiping the soul.

During the recitation of the scriptures, it seemed that a golden "卍" character gradually formed and descended from the sky, covering all the heroic souls around the altar.

The heroic souls connected with the word "卍", and a golden light was found on the surface of the body, which disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the body of the soul. The next moment, the word "卍" shrunk and was printed on the altar of worshiping souls.

Then there was another yin-yang and taiji diagram from bottom to top, after sweeping through the souls of the heroes, they submerged into the altar again.

Afterwards, Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui gossip, from east to west, from north to south, from east to west, from east to west, from south to west, from southwest to northwest, entered the bottom of the altar for worshiping the soul.

After doing this, the name on the stele of heroes suddenly glowed, and after a while, the black stele was protected by an inexplicable regular force, so it would not be easily damaged.

At this time, the tombs and tombstones in the cemetery were also shrouded in this kind of power.

On the altar, Li Dao put down the wine bottle and pulled out Xuan'e. Accompanied by the sound of magnificent music, a three-foot-high duality of good and evil appeared, turning into a phantom floating in the air.

Reverse the sword 24 posture together with him, and start to dance the sword slowly.

"Heroes with iron bones are mighty, and they were born as outstanding people. After the death, the heroic spirit is like a fierce tiger, and the mighty ghost is revived. I will recommend the ancestors with my blood, and I will reward the eternal peace..."

At this moment, blood energy lingered all over his body, and in an instant, with such blood energy, he was sucked by more than 24 heroic souls.

Li Dao's complexion suddenly turned pale, and the two aspects of good and evil were also unstable. At this moment, Jiang Wan made a bold decision.

Jump up, enter the rules of the 24 sword moves, dance swords with him, and recite the congratulatory speech:

"Heroes with iron bones are full of aura, and they were born as outstanding people. After death, the heroic spirit is like a fierce tiger, and the mighty ghost will come back to life again. I will recommend the ancestors with my blood, and I will reward the eternal peace..."

(End of this chapter)