Fast pass system: hide the boss, please accept the move

Chapter 85

Sacrificing to the sky, offering sacrifices to the emperor of heaven, praying for the prosperity of the country and the people, and good weather.

It is rumored that the witches are the messengers of the gods, and the sacrifice to the heavens is naturally completed by the emperor and the national teacher.The emperor presided over the previous singing and sacrifices, etc., while the national teacher presided over only one thing, at the end of the entire ceremony, asking the gods.

Shunhua was a little puzzled when he heard it for the first time, and then Wu Jue explained the question of God in detail. Simply put, it is divination.

Shunhua: "..." Divination is just divination, why did it take such a mysterious name.

But after offering sacrifices to Tian Shunhua, I understood why it was given such a name.

On the day of offering sacrifices to the heavens, all the officials wore uniforms, and the Son of Heaven wore twelve chapters and twelve crowns on his head, which was extremely solemn and solemn.

Amidst the solemn ceremony and music, the Emperor Yue burned the sacrificial text.

On the high platform, Wu Jue was wearing a long black robe. The embroidered patterns on his clothes were not the twelve chapter patterns that Shunhua guessed earlier, but the beautiful mountains and rivers drawn by ancient runes embroidered with blood-colored silk threads. The mask on his face Carved with the same runes, it is exquisite and complicated, mysterious and solemn.

Although the ritual of asking the gods is regarded as divination by Shunhua, it is different from divination in the end.No tortoiseshell, no yarrow.

I saw the young man on the high platform holding the wooden sword in his right hand and the blade in his left hand, from the bottom up, as if drawing a sword out of its scabbard to the edge of the sword, the blood soaked into the wood without any drop.

The sound of the wind made the young man's robe flutter, and the ring was tinkling. Shunhua felt a force flowing from the wind into the wooden sword in Wu Jue's hand...it was the power of heaven in this world.

To ask God is to ask the way of heaven.

She felt that Wu Jue's luck became stronger and stronger during this process, and the power of heaven lingered around him.

Feng Zhi, Wu Jue didn't see half of the wound on his palm, he didn't heal it himself.

He held the wooden sword in both hands, watching the blood clotted on it.

"God said: Good luck." The young man's voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present.

When Emperor Yue heard this, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

Such an auspicious character can ensure that there will be no natural disasters in the country of Yue for three years.

Shun Hua watched Yue Huang prepare to go back to the imperial city, and flew back to the National Teacher Hall before Wu Jue noticed that she was here.

As a demon, even though Wu Jue was a national teacher, he did not dare to take her to participate in the sacrifice to heaven.It's not that she is not qualified, but that the so-called divine power at the time of offering sacrifices to the heavens is actually the power of heaven, which only hurt her.

When Wu Jue went back, what he saw was Shun Hua who was asleep by the book.Wu Jue smiled, couldn't help slowing down, came to the desk, and held her in his hands.

Although Wu Jue's movements were very light, Shunhua just fell asleep, and after being touched by him like this, she opened her eyes and saw that it was Wu Jue. Influenced by the habit of the young snow phoenix, she rubbed against Wu Jue's cheek. hands, then sleep.

Wu Jue looked at her, his heart softened in a mess.

The spring is bright outside the window, the begonias are tender, the figures inside the window are lingering, and the years are quiet.

……

At night, the palace is brightly lit.

According to the usual practice, after offering sacrifices to heaven, there will be a night banquet in the palace.

Wu Jue never attended banquets very much, but this kind of banquet was always something he couldn't refuse, especially since he was the national teacher who presided over the ceremony of asking the gods, so he had to attend even more.

But this afternoon he was resting in the dormitory, if Shunhua hadn't pecked at him, he might have to sleep still.

Shun Hua looked at Wu Jue who had just woken up, rolled his eyes, and overslept to attend the banquet.This national teacher should be replaced.

She completely forgot that she would not have woken up if the maid knocked on the door and woke herself up.

But Shunhua would not think so, after all, she is not a national teacher.

(End of this chapter)