Chapter 1960

The old man and his party left the villa and went back to prepare sacrificial articles.

Old Cheng and others gathered around and asked Qin Mu curiously.

"What's going on?"

Qin Mu did not hide it and told the truth.

After hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"What else?"

Qin Mu said, "it seems that we are getting closer and closer to finding the way of longevity."

"At least someone is paving the way for us, otherwise we are like blind people feeling elephants."

Cheng sighed, "yes, since the war ten thousand years ago, the gods died out, there is no Mahayana in the world."

"For thousands of years, only the old way of Penglai fairyland, the great monk of Buddha, has realized the Dharma of Mahayana, and has become immortal."

"But who knows, can they really be immortal?"

"Real gods can survive for tens of thousands of years, or even longer."

The old beggar said, "since everyone is exploring, we can learn from it."

Qin Zhong analyzed it, "according to our experience, of course, the skills of the northern underworld cult are not desirable."

"There are also problems with the methods of the ancestors of the East Island. They must harm the interests of some people to achieve their goal of immortality."

"These skills are meant to harm people's lives, so they must be forbidden."

"Now we are left with the Taoism of Penglai fairyland and the great monks of the Buddha kingdom. We have to verify their skills before we know."

Qin Mu said, "let's get ready. Since we are going to worship the first emperor this time, it's time for the nine ethnic groups to worship well."

They said yes.

According to etiquette, the nine nationalities must worship the emperor every year.

So we all went to prepare, sacrifice can not be too simple, must be grand.

Without the first emperor, there would not have been a connection among the nine ethnic groups today.

the current nine ethnic groups should have reached their heyday in terms of financial resources.

The growth of the nine ethnic groups also means a new beginning.

Now the new forces of the nine ethnic groups, such as Qin Mu, Cheng Xueyi, he Zhenyao, and Qian Yuxuan, have reached extraordinary heights.

These young strong men have the chance to win the kingdom of God at any time.

Once they break through, they will become the young strong men rarely seen in ten thousand years.

Although I dare not say that there is no one before and no one after,

the strength of the nine ethnic groups is obvious to all.

The general strength of these young people has surpassed the strength of the original nine ethnic groups.

This time I went to worship, it was also a sacrifice to ancestors.

The old beggar counted the time, and there was a good day in five days, so the worship was set on the sixth day.

Everyone of the nine ethnic groups immediately began to prepare, even elder Cheng was no exception.

It is a very important thing for all people to worship the former Emperor.

Everyone fasts for three days, bathes and changes clothes.

Young people, in particular, are definitely not allowed to share a room these days.

When several seniors solemnly announced these rules, they laughed to themselves one by one.

Chen Bin was happy and looked at the four newly married couples, a bit of schadenfreude.

Tang thirteen Niang white he one eye, "smile fart, old Niang is not the first time taste."

If it hadn't been for the last accident, she would have been a mother.

So it doesn't seem to matter if you're in the same room.

It's said that we are going to pay homage to the emperor. People related to the nine nationalities want to pay homage together.

Chen QIANJIAO also specially asked for leave and acted according to the rules.

These days, everyone is very devout and abides by the rules.

Chen Bin usually laughs, but this time he is serious and responsible.

Chen Yijun is actively preparing for the ceremony.

Five days passed quickly, and when they heard the news, they came from Jianghuai.

In order not to delay the memorial ceremony, everyone arrived at the imperial mausoleum one day in advance.

Hundreds of tents have been built outside the imperial mausoleum.

Chen QIANJIAO's mother and daughter are all here. They live in two big accounts with Qin Zhong and his wife.

In addition to the usual personnel, there are also some important people in the holy land, as well as the sword casting men who are far away in the world,

these people add up to hundreds.

In addition, the ancestors of the east island also came, they prepared a lot of things.

But this time there is no royal phenomenon, because this is the ancestor worship of Donghua nine, they do not want outsiders present.

In the whole East Island, only this ancestor is qualified to participate.

So the royal family sent dozens of bodyguards to serve him.

Under the guidance of the old beggars, they set up an altar with all hands and feet.

The altar is just at the entrance of the array. Everything is ready. As soon as tomorrow's time arrives, worship will begin immediately.Now it's still a little time before dark. Lu Yating looks at the desert and starts to play again.

"Wenqi, shall we go there for a while?"

Before Zhao Wenqi could agree, he was stopped by Qin Mu.

The desert is very dangerous. How can they let it go?

Seeing that Qin Mu didn't allow it, Lu Yating said she didn't agree.

Chen QIANJIAO and Murong Yan are talking in the tent. They are about the same age. Murong Yan is a forthright person. They have a good chat.

Only Mrs. he was alone in the tent, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

He Zhenyao meditated there quietly, turning a blind eye to everything outside.

It's boring to pass the time like this, but these young people seem to be more looking forward to tomorrow's ceremony.

After a few hours, it will be late.

All of them went into the big account early to have a rest, in order to prevent these young people from being impatient.

Mr. Cheng has told them that men sleep together and women sleep together,

but they are also aware that after all, no one wants to keep fast for three days, and their success falls short.

The night was extraordinarily quiet.

In the dead of night, Qin Mu walked out of the tent and stepped on the sand dune.

There is a faint fragrance in the air.

Qin Mu saw he Zhenyao sitting there.

He Zhenyao is like a saint, sitting quietly on the sand dune with her eyes closed.

She is not artificial at all, but very real.

Not like some girls.

After so many things, her heart was as still as water.

It's always like the wind is light and the clouds are light.

Why didn't she sit down quietly

He Zhenyao continued to close her eyes, "do you feel a special breath?"

"Since we stepped here, it has always existed as if it were nothing."

Hearing this, Qin Mu closed his eyes and opened his mind.

Take a panoramic view of everything within tens of miles.

A faint breath is floating over the desert, just as how Zhenyao said, if there is nothing.

This breath is very special and strange.

"It's like it's from a different world."

He Zhenyao's voice rings in Qin Mu's ear. She doesn't need to speak to pass on her ideas to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu said, "this breath is so old, as if it had been awakened for tens of thousands of years."

"Is there a strong man about to wake up?"

He Zhenyao said, "it's too far away. It seems to enlighten us."

Qin Mu's mind continued to search around.

On the other side of them sat an old man.

The other side, like the two, closed their eyes and meditated, facing due north.

"That's the ancestor of the East Island."

He Zhenyao said, "he's been sitting there for hours."

Qin Mu noticed the breath of the other side, but there was no violent air. His heart was full of piety and worship.

He should have been faithful!

Qin Mu said in his heart.