Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 332: God’s Grand Ceremony!

Not long after, the words on the light curtain gradually disappeared, leaving no trace.

Anle kept these words in mind and digested the message contained in them.

Of course, the words left by the first king include more than just these few sentences. They also explain the current situation of the Great Zhou.

King Zhao has completely become a puppet of the gods, while King Xuan, King Chu and King Xiang are under surveillance. The gods will cast their eyes on them at the slightest abnormal behavior, which is why King Chu can only communicate with Anle in this extremely obscure way.

As the highest authority in the Great Zhou, the Emperor of the Great Zhou was placed under house arrest in the imperial palace, unable to move an inch, and even communicating with the outside world became a difficult task.

In this situation, the King of Zhou also came to the same conclusion as Anle:

Da Zhou has failed!

Therefore, the Zhou emperor embarked on another path, which is the Spark Plan.

In the last time that Emperor Zhou communicated with the outside world, he explained this plan to King Chu, King Xuan, Tianrenshan and others.

The King of Zhou asked Tianrenshan to take the most outstanding monks from Taixue Academy to leave the Great Zhou, leaving the last spark of fire for this land and passing on the civilization of the Great Zhou on the new land.

This group of people includes the Great Zhou's weapon refiners, formation masters, arithmetic scholars, architecture experts, sword practitioners... In addition to their strength, they are all the Great Zhou's top talents in all aspects and are a microcosm of the Great Zhou civilization.

Zen Master Niansuan, Tiexuan, and Anle’s disciples Ling Xiaoyao and Zhongxu were also among them.

In the area outside the Great Zhou city, there is no protection from the original giants, and the group can only rely on the Zhenyang Stone to survive the dangerous night, not to mention the other dangers they encounter along the way and the different hearts of people in the team.

This road of exile is destined to be full of difficulties and obstacles, but it is the last way out in desperate situations.

After digesting this information, Anle was stunned, but suddenly he thought of the Yuhuang Gate and the palace with the words "Taixu Palace" that he saw on the outskirts of the Great Wilderness tens of thousands of years later.

Anle sighed faintly: "So that's how it is."

Why do the top forces in later generations have so many subtle connections with the Great Zhou?

Why did he see Yuhuang Gate and Taixu Palace in the Great Wilderness?

Who left behind those murals that record martial arts techniques, ancient immortal paths, and divine secrets?

The questions that Anle had in his mind before were finally answered at this moment.

Just because, Da Zhou is the source of the immortal civilization of later generations!

It was these sparks that fled from the Great Zhou that gave rise to those relics and the Six Palaces, Four Saints and Two Divine Dynasties of later generations.

From a certain perspective, Emperor Zhou's Fire Plan was successful. Although later cultivators failed to create a more prosperous immortal civilization, they at least continued people's hopes and allowed some secret methods to be passed down.

It is conceivable that it is now difficult to send such a group of monks out of the Great Zhou.

At that time, the Emperor of Zhou had already determined the defeat of the Zhou Dynasty under the appearance of prosperity. He must have used great courage and determination to send out the precious fire before the situation deteriorated completely.

Thinking of this, Anle sighed: "In terms of courage, I am far inferior to my brother."

"But I still won't give up Da Zhou!"

He raised his head, his eyes shining brightly. He was not discouraged at all by the despair conveyed in the words of the First King, nor did he intend to give up his plan and escape.

Rather, it was Emperor Zhou's Spark Plan that gave Anle the courage to give it a try!

Even if he failed, the seeds of the Great Zhou would still continue and take root and sprout in the new land.

Suppressing his emotions, Anle thought to himself, "After the arrangement of the Zhenyang Stone is resolved, it is time to consider how to deal with that kind of divine light."

In the deduction, Anle died several times from the divine light that fell from the sky. That was the power of the gods, and Anle could not resist it with his current strength.

But one thing made him feel very strange. If the gods could use this divine light unscrupulously, why would they need to go to so much trouble to leave any mark? Wouldn't it be more convenient to directly eliminate all the beings that resisted them?

After careful experiments, Anle discovered that divine light is definitely not a conventional means that gods can use.

If an ordinary monk sneaks into the palace and triggers the ban, he will only be discovered by the priests guarding the palace, and a beam of destructive light will not be directly sent down.

Similarly, if someone else were to reveal the truth about darkness and gods, they would not suffer such a blow.

Only when Anle does this, the divine light will arrive as expected.

After Anle thought for a moment, he suddenly realized, "It turns out that the person being targeted is me."

There is no doubt that Anle has the aura of a divine evil, which is extremely conspicuous in the eyes of the gods. Moreover, his identity is also very special. He has many followers in the Great Zhou and has the ability to cause large-scale unrest.

Therefore, once the gods become aware of Anle's existence, they will destroy him at all costs.

Realizing this, Anle smiled.

Ignoring is the greatest contempt.

The gods' ruthless attitude towards Anle actually shows their importance and fear of him.

He carefully recalled the details of the deduction and said to himself, "The speed of the divine light is so fast that it is difficult to react. However, there is still a gap between my identity being exposed and the divine light descending. This shows that this kind of means also requires a certain amount of preparation time, and perhaps it can only descend through some kind of ritual."

"As long as we break the ritual in advance, we can temporarily slow down the attack of the gods."

In the days that followed, the renovation plan for Zhenyang Stone was being carried out in an orderly manner. With the support of Chu Wang and Tai Academy, this project encountered almost no resistance.

But neither the people living in the various cities nor the scholars involved were aware of the arrangements made by Anle, let alone what kind of future it would bring to the Great Zhou.

At the same time, Anle also found the location of the ritual for summoning the divine light.

Of course, Anle will not destroy it now, as that will only alert the enemy and bring unnecessary crisis.

During this period, Anle also met Dahuang in reality for the first time to gain his support.

******

More than two months passed in a flash.

In Jade City.

The city streets are crowded with people and various caravans are flowing continuously. The houses on both sides are hung with beautiful decorations and decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, making it look like a lively festival.

Many people were wearing white robes and walking barefoot on the streets, with excited smiles on their faces, even a little fanatical, and they didn't care even if their feet were rubbed and scratched by the stones on the ground.

They were believers from all over the Great Zhou, gathered in Yujing City at this time, and often looked up at the highest Chengtian Pagoda with reverence, as if they had come to a place of pilgrimage.

In the crowd, many priests from Chengtian Prefecture led the way for them. After all, there were so many believers coming for pilgrimage that even though Yujing City was a city inhabited by primordial giants, it still seemed a bit crowded. Some streets were so packed that someone had to maintain order.

Fortunately, out of faith in the gods, the believers obeyed the words of the priests and did not make excessive noise.

Otherwise, the noise generated by so many people alone would be enough to make people anxious.

Although the priests looked a little tired, they all had smiles on their faces and were proud of it.

All of this is for the great sacrifice to the gods!

However, some people in the city also had some complaints about this grand festival.

"What on earth was your majesty thinking, to allow such a ceremony to be held in Yujing City?"

On the attic, a student from the Imperial Academy looked at the bustling crowd below and said without much hesitation: "Not to mention the waste of money and manpower, if these believers start to cause chaos, the entire Yujing City will suffer!"

Others echoed, "That's right. Moreover, it's obviously their business, but they also ask us students from Tai Academy to help."

All those gathered here are students from Taixue Academy. In order to hold this grand ceremony to the gods, Chengtian Prefecture also dispatched people from Taixue Academy to help maintain order.

This order naturally caused dissatisfaction among many students.

Someone murmured quietly, "If Dean Tian and Master Wuxu were still here, they wouldn't have to endure this kind of humiliation."

"Be careful what you say."

Another monk reminded: "There are many priests from Chengtian Prefecture around here. If they hear us..."

Just then, a monk in student uniform walked into the room.

When the students saw him, they couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Fellow Daoist Xuanhui, you are here too?"

The person who came was Xuanhui.

Compared with Xuan Gongming, Chu Xi and Chu Wang, Xuan Hui's change is truly earth-shaking.

He no longer wore the gorgeous colorful feather robe, and there were no more unnecessary decorations on his body.

He put away his former frivolity and immaturity, and had a stern face and a somewhat cold look in his eyes. He had an invisible aura that made it difficult for other students to approach him.

"As expected of Dean Tian's direct disciple."

Some students sighed inwardly: "Now standing in front of him, I feel quite pressured."

During the past three years, Xuanhui's progress has been witnessed by everyone in Taixue Academy. After the fall of Yuansheng City and Xuan Gongming's hysteria, Xuanhui devoted himself to practicing. His diligence surprised Tianrenshan, and they accepted him as their personal disciple.

Xuanhui’s talent was not bad to begin with, but he just didn’t put enough effort into practicing before.

With his hard practice and the cultivation of Tianren Mountain, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, even faster than Chu Xi's. He broke through the Shentai realm and was only one step away from the Twelve Divine Treasures known as "Immortals".

Therefore, most of the students in Taixue College admire him.

Xuanhui ignored the gazes of others, just sat silently in a corner of the attic and began to practice cross-legged.

With such an indifferent monk from the Divine Platform around, the students felt too embarrassed to continue complaining and they all quieted down.

Until another handsome monk walked in.

"Friend Lu!"

"Alas, I didn't expect that even you would be assigned such a boring task."

Anle's arrival undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

Recently, Anle has become a popular figure in Taixue Academy. Moreover, he is friendly and approachable, and is more popular than Xuanhui.

Soon, Anle was surrounded by other monks, discussing his recent research project.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, how is the progress of the Zhenyang Stone project?"

Anle replied: "It's basically done. It just needs some finishing touches before it can be officially used."

"It's so fast, Brother Lu must be very tired, right?"

"No, no, I just made a small contribution."

Xuan Hui, who was standing next to him, quietly opened his eyes and stole a glance at An Le, who was like the moon surrounded by stars. He snorted in his heart, "It's just standing on my second brother's shoulders to add icing on the cake. It's nothing great."

Anle had actually been paying attention to Xuanhui. Seeing his little expression, he regained the familiar feeling and smiled.

"This is Fellow Daoist Xuanhui, right?"

Xuan Hui replied calmly: "Yeah."

After saying this, he closed his eyes again and continued to practice.

The student next to him was worried that An Le might have a rift in his heart, so he explained, "Fellow Daoist Xuan is just like that. He is a very good person by nature."

Anle was naturally not angry, but felt that Xuanhui was still the same naughty boy he was three years ago, and was actually a little happy.

Not long after, someone else started talking: "By the way, what exactly is our mission? Why hasn't anyone informed us for so long?"

"It seems that when the Heavenly God Ceremony begins, we have to wait near the Chengtian Pagoda to prevent any monks from taking the opportunity to cause trouble."

One student looked curious: "Doesn't that mean we can meet the legendary saint? I wonder if she is as beautiful as the rumors say."

"Don't think about it."

Another student laughed and said, "I heard that the saint always wears a veil when she travels and never reveals her true face."

"But this is a great festival for the gods, maybe..."

Suddenly, Xuan Hui frowned slightly, and asked, "Waiting near Chengtian Tower?"

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be done by the priests of Chengtian Mansion? Why was it assigned to Taixue College?"

The person who spoke earlier was stunned for a moment, and realized that something was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it, and said: "Maybe they are just too busy to remember, and maybe they can't spare anyone to help?"

"Speaking of which, this is a grand ceremony for the gods with all the Great Zhou believers present. Who dares to cause trouble at this critical moment? Aren't they afraid of being torn to pieces by the believers?"

Other students agreed with this statement.

"That's right. Even the most reckless lunatic wouldn't dare to cause trouble at this festival, right?"

Xuan Hui hesitated for a moment, but still sat back down, thinking, "I hope... I am just overthinking."

Among the group, Anle smiled without saying a word, silently looking at the tall Chengtian Tower outside the window.

Under the Chengtian Tower, a large area of ​​land had been cleared and a high platform had been erected.

This place is not only the venue for the grand ceremony of the gods, but also the place where the Holy Son of Tianyuan is decided.

Around the platform, many powerful believers were looking at the platform, with envy and admiration in their eyes.