Chapter 104: Ode to the God of the Wind
The discussion in the shrine ended, and several of them walked out one after another. Sumire Hua and Master Yingdeng came to sit in a pavilion behind the shrine one after the other.
"I haven't seen you for a few years, Senior Brother Yingdeng." Jinhua looked at the young head of Zhaoye Palace.
"Yeah, I don't want to have so many changes in just a few years." Ying Deng sighed, he was about thirty years old, but he was still a younger generation in the pie.
Recalling that when he entered the school ten years ago, the head of the center was still the immortal of the bronze candle, and it was also the generation of his great-grandfather. Many of the younger generation in the family also know about the friendship between Immortal Bronze Candle and Lord Ge Luo. It is for this reason that the immortals on the copper candle never married.
"The Immortal Bronze Candle is the elder in my family, and I was taken care of by him when I was young, so I will try my best to arrange the last wish of Lord Ge Luo, so that the funeral will go as it wishes." Ying Deng said that he agreed to stay just now. Because of the alien bird.
"And this time, Zhaoye Palace is a great love for that junior sister. If it wasn't for her, I'm afraid the follow-up would be unimaginable." Yingdeng shook his head for this.
After this battle, many outstanding disciples of Zhaoye Palace withered away, and their reputation was greatly questioned and damaged. I am afraid that they will not be able to get rid of their influence for decades.
"When the mountains in the evening are settled, the Zhaoye Palace will be closed for ten years. I will face the wall and think about it, and adjust the people's hearts, so as to prevent any disciples from repeating the same mistakes." Master Yingdeng said about his future plans. Good opening to persuade, can only sigh acquiescence.
"But before that, I hope that Junior Sister Jialan can come to the Zhaoye Palace. The Zhaoye Palace will give you a great hospitality and thank you." After talking with Jinhua for a while, Master Yinghuo talked about the last thing.
"I will tell Junior Sister Jialan about this matter. As for whether to go or not, it depends on her own thoughts." Jinhua shook her head slightly.
"Then I would like to thank Jinhua. If Junior Sister Jialan is unwilling, then there is no need to force it, it will be natural." Ying Deng bowed slightly, the two said a few more words, and then Ying Deng said goodbye.
Standing in the pavilion, Jinhua looked at the fluorescent lamp walking out. Although her strength was not false, she felt a little desolate and lonely at this time.
She couldn't help but recall the scene when she just arrived at the evening sunset mountains the day before yesterday.
Although the land and mountains are lush and beautiful, there are not many elite disciples of Zhaoye Palace left, most of the essence in the door has dissipated, and countless outstanding outstanding geniuses died in the civil war. After this time, can Zhaoye Palace survive? It is difficult to come to the door.
Because of this, she also felt a touch of sadness. After all, this senior Ying Deng is an acquaintance. At the four faction conference many years ago, she was only seven or eight years old. Standing in the crowd and seeing this young man winning the first place in one fell swoop, how? scenery.
I don't want to see each other again after many years, and everything has changed. In the seven years of Zhaoye Palace, he changed three consecutive chairs, until finally the new generation of fluorescent lamps took over. And the Feather Sect is not much better. After returning this time, I am afraid that the master will be passed down to him.
Jinhua walked down the steps beside the pavilion, looked at the quiet forest behind, and walked slowly towards it.
Unlike the deliberative discussions in the shrine, the verdant woods here are still peaceful.
The layers of leaves are glowing with green and yellow colors. Under the sunlight, they are bright and beautiful, swaying gently in the breeze. Occasionally some birds pass through it, landing on the branches and chirping happily.
In the grass beside the path, some crickets and grasshoppers are lying on the slender leaves. The colors are integrated with the surrounding, and they appear sporadically. With the branches blowing in the wind, a clear blue sky is revealed in the sky, which makes people unconsciously relax. and soothe down.
Jinhua's dress is like the yellow apricot leaves in autumn, and like the haze at sunset, its color is mottled and changed in the sunlight in the forest. She walked slowly through a field of birches and poplars and stopped in front of an acacia tree.
The tall tree canopy is like a cloud, scattered on each branch, which is full of slender young leaves, and the golden flowers that dot it, each of which is like a small pale yellow hydrangea, trembling in the breeze.
On a horizontal branch of the acacia tree, a young girl in a pure white dress leaned against the tree and slept with her eyes slightly closed and her chest slowly rising and falling. Occasionally a gust of wind blows, bringing up the skirt with a little white gauze, revealing the white calf, which makes people feel dreamy and beautiful.
This kid....
Jinhua shook her head slightly, with a faint smile on her face, the original sentimentality in her heart didn't know when to dissipate, and she was filled with this little tranquility.
Maybe yesterday was full of sadness and regret, but at least, the sun will still rise today, and the breeze that accompanies the dawn will still fill the world.
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After a few days, Roland Hill woke up from a peaceful and comfortable sleep.
There is still some sleepiness in my head, but at least I can get up a little and do something else now.
There is a soft and white quilt on the side of the body, and a gauze-like tent falls on the top of the head, which is also dotted with a few yellowish leaves, so that it is not too monotonous.
Roland Hill rubbed his eyes, sat on the bed for a while, woke up a little, then opened the gauze, looked for his shoes, and then stood up slowly.
Tweet -
Familiar birdsong sounded aside, two little guys, one yellow and one blue, stood on the wooden frame and chirped happily, their wings spread from time to time, and they seemed very happy.
"Okay, don't worry." Roland Hill wore a nightgown to the wooden frame, stroked the two birds, and then scratched their stomachs.
Feeling the body in the fluffy feathers, Roland Hill couldn't help but speak.
"You guys have eaten a lot of good things recently, and you feel fatter."
Tweet -
Dai Ju seemed to want to argue, saying that it was all fed by others too delicious.
"So, are you raised by me or by someone else?"
Rubbing the guy's head, he wanted to pick it up again to feel how much heavier it was.
Dai Ju struggled, as if she didn't want Xiao Luolan to hug her, because the girl used it as a pillow lately, but in the end she couldn't resist it and lay quietly in Luolan Hill's arms. Another blue jay also landed on the girl's shoulder at this moment, and followed her out.
Roland Hill walked out of the house with two birds and came to the yard. It was very quiet, but it was much cleaner than before, and it seemed that people often came to clean it.
She pushed open the door, and there were bursts of light music from the shrine in the distance.
Following the soft sound of the copper bell and the crisp sound of wood chips hitting the wind, the girl gradually came to the side door of the shrine.
A witch in blue clothes is standing in the hall to perform a blessing ceremony. Below is a new family of scorpions. They are all dressed in black clothes, their brows are red, and they pray in harmony with the witch on the top. willing.
These people are also the newly born witches and rituals of the scorpion family. They will carry the skills and knowledge handed down from ancient times to go to the villages and residences in the evening sunset mountains to open up new shrines. This will appease the new dragon vein and bless the land with good weather.
Morning Star Few Suspended Wind Blessing God
Shining in silver
I don't know that autumn is all over the mountains
Still looking flat
Lonely wandering and falling Yingxiang on the way home
Continuous smoke and rain
Playing the rhythm of a long time
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The singing of the sacrificial dance is distant and gentle, which is very different from the heavy and solemn in the past. In the middle of the shrine, the top wall has been opened.
The breeze passing through the hall entered from the main entrance of the main hall, passed through the prayers of the witches who closed their eyes and chanted, and then arrived at the wide window connecting the sky. The wind chimes swayed, and several golden star pendants collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound. the sound of.
On the altar, there is no more debris, only the pure white flowers, exuding a delicate fragrance in the wind, spread all over the place.
Outside the shrine, there is a lush and lush world.
One by one, lush trees grow inside and outside the valley, and there are flowers of different sizes in bloom. When the sun sets in the west, the setting sun shines in from the opposite side of the valley, dipping the green mountains and fields layer by layer until That red glow is everywhere, and the mysterious clothes are bathed in red flames.