Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 919 Codex
When you climb to the top of the mountain, you will know what it means to be enlightened.

It can be seen that the emphasis is placed on this middle-level grand ceremony. The altar built by Soochow on the top of Hanshan has three floors, and the scale is extremely grand at first glance.

Li Ji stood on the bottom floor in a sacrificial robe embroidered with blue dragons, and Zhao Muren, the King of Soochow Wu, and Dongfang Yi, the national teacher of Soochow Wu, stood on the second floor.On the top of the altar on the third floor were some black boxes, and beside the boxes stood some men in black wearing dark iron Shura masks.

Although they didn't show their faces, the figures of those people were a little stooped, as if they were old, their hair was already gray behind the masks, their aura was bottomless but not exposed, and each of them had a black tattoo on their necks.

The tattoos were as black as ink, wrapping around their necks like a snake, looking a little scary.

Seeing those people, Ying Baoyue's eyes paused, and she felt that Ji Jiashu's hand holding her was also tightened.

The two stood side by side on the last step of the stone ladder, watching the group of people with complicated expressions, and did not approach for a while, nor did Li Ji urge them.

"Those people are..." After a while, Mo Hua's voice came from behind the two of them. Ying Baoyue looked back, and saw Mo Hua climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the group of men in black, and then murmured opened the mouth.

Tuoba Xun leaned on his shoulder and took a deep breath, "That should be the scripture slave."

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, he could feel what they had encountered when he felt the aura that didn't look like a living thing.

At this time, the other practitioners who gradually caught up behind also saw the scene on the altar, and looked at the group of men in black with strange expressions.

Just because the identities of those people are very special.

"That's the scripture slave?"

Ji Jiashu's eyes narrowed when he heard it, and he looked at the people at the top of the altar and the black box beside them with complicated expressions.

Before he came to Soochow, he didn't expect that there were still scripture slaves staying in Soochow.

The scripture slaves are the most special group of practitioners on the Shanhai Continent, and almost everyone's realm is above the fifth level.But these people will never enter the court and become immortal officials in their lifetime. They have only one mission in life, and that is to protect the Taizu's handwriting.

To be honest, scripture slaves were also a kind of fairy officials when they were first born, but because of the special nature of this group of people and the curse they carried, this job gradually became mysterious in the eyes of everyone.

"Do those people have a tattoo on their necks?" Tuoba Xun asked while leaning on Mo Hua's back.

Mo Hua nodded.Tuoba Xun took a deep breath and said, "Those tattoos seem to be the curse of the legendary scripture slave."

curse.

Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank. He heard his father talk about the scripture slaves, and now he felt more complicated when he heard it.

Although the Emperor Taizu did not go to the extreme in his practice, he was good at all kinds of curses and formations, especially good at controlling others with curses.People like scripture slaves are practitioners with curses on them.

These curses prevent them from revealing the contents of the handbook without authorization. Once leaked...

"I remember that this curse prevents them from leaking secrets," Mo Hua murmured while watching those people's necks surrounded by tattoos like bruises, "What will happen if it is leaked?"

Ji Jiashu knew that Mo Hua was actually asking him this question.

It's too cold to be high.There are curses and restrictions on the heavenly practitioners and the national teacher, so among these people, as the son of the national teacher, he knows a lot about curses.

At the same time, because of this background, Ji Jiashu also hated things like curses.

"Did you see the tattoo on their necks clearly? It's a bronze-level curse," Ji Jiashu said quietly, watching the group of people. "As long as these people utter a single word, the curse will immediately cut off those people." people's necks, their heads would just roll off."

The practitioners who came up from behind were startled when they heard Ji Jiashu's words. Mo Hua looked at the group of masked people with heavy eyes, and finally sighed.

"No wonder these people are called scripture slaves."

Watching the manuscripts for a day will become a slave to those books for the rest of their lives.

In fact, this name was gradually called out by people. Over time, people have forgotten the original names of this group of people.

Ying Baoyue looked at those people with complicated expressions. She didn't expect to see this group of people after the Qin Empire disappeared.But hearing Ji Jiashu mention the curse of these people, she was not surprised why Soochow left behind these people who were originally loyal to the Qin Empire.

Because they can only do this and can't make other disturbances, these people still maintain their original jobs after the death of Taizu.

So many people climbed to the top of the mountain, but those men in black didn't even lift their eyelids, as if they only had the black boxes on the altar in their eyes.

"Since these people are scripture slaves, are those black boxes the Taizu's Handbook?" Mo Hua said while looking at the black box on the top of the altar.

"It should be," Ying Baoyue said.

There was a urging voice from the ritual officer behind her, she looked at Li Ji standing under the altar on the first floor, and said softly, "Let's go."

Ji Jiashu recovered and nodded.Although they were the first to reach the top of the mountain, the Taizu Handbook must be opened only when everyone is present.There are many tables and chairs outside the first floor of the altar. They will sit here in order first, and then come to the stage according to the ranking to worship the Taizu Handbook one by one.

Before Ying Baoyue came, she had also learned about the process of the Dachaohui in advance. After listening to it for the first time, she had always had an idea in her mind, that is why she had a sense of sight about each of these processes.

For example, she feels that the process of walking the ladder is very similar to walking the red carpet...

But now it's like sitting at a banquet, and Li Ji, the officiant officer, looks like a master of ceremonies no matter how she looks at it...

Of course, in the eyes of all practitioners, the Great Court is a grand event, and the Taizu's handbook is a sacred object. She dare not tell others about it.However, seeing Li Ji walking down the altar, Ji Jiashu leading her towards him, and Li Ji reaching out to them, her mood became more complicated.

Who designed this ceremony? Why did she feel so much like marrying a daughter?

And at this moment, she finally remembered who designed the series of ceremonies in the Great Court Meeting.

Ying Baoyue helped her forehead, that's right, it was her master, Chief Commander Lin Shubai.

Her dear Master loved to design various ceremonies back then. Ying Baoyue didn't understand what it meant at first, but she finally understood now.Designing Jixia's Banquet as a sports meeting and the Grand Court Meeting as a red carpet walk, she really doesn't know what weird rituals will be waiting for her in the future.

But there is only one thing for sure.

The scene her master made was indeed very beautiful.

"All practitioners, please come in!"

Just as he was walking towards the altar where Li Ji was, Ying Baoyue glanced back, and saw the handsome sons climbing up to the top of the mountain one by one, each wearing a sacrificial uniform, the scene was grand and pleasing to the eye.

She is looking at others, and others are looking at her.

Li Ji stretched out his hand to Ying Baoyue, and the green dragon on his sacrificial attire seemed to be able to swim.

At this moment, drums and music were playing beside the altar, and the atmosphere was solemn and warm. Amidst the ancient music, he said to Ying Baoyue, "My lord, please."

　Handsome, beautiful!All handsome men and beautiful women
　　
　
(End of this chapter)