Fairy on top

Chapter 1007 Strange Ritual

Bai Ziqi glanced lightly, and said calmly, "Just like humans have leaders, demons have demon kings, and heavens have emperors, each interface has its own ruler. This palace is not necessarily left by the heavens. It may be left by the ruler of this interface. It takes a long time to confirm whether it is the relic of the Heavenly Dao."

That is to say, this palace may be the remains left by the ancestors of that group of people.That group didn't lie.

Wei Huang said, "Baidi, you also said that you are not sure whether it is the relic left by the way of heaven, and it will take a long time to verify. But I have already verified it. I have practiced the four spells recorded in the relic. In the past year, my cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, which is comparable to a hundred years of hard work. Isn’t this enough to show that this palace is the relic of the Heavenly Dao? I have received the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, so my cultivation has been able to improve by leaps and bounds, and I am the best proof that this place is a miracle of the Heavenly Dao!”

Wei Huang was a little proud. Bai Ziqi and the former Queen of Heaven traveled for hundreds of years, but failed to find the relic of the Heavenly Dao. Wei Huang only found it after traveling for one year.Compared with Bai Ziqi, Wei Huang is simply the chosen one.

Bai Ziqi's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently, "Wei Huang, the practice of kung fu is more about precision than too much. To break through the bottleneck and practice new kung fu is like building a building in the air. Without a foundation, it is doomed to be unstable. Destroy the cultivation base."

"Bai Di, why don't you see that others are better than you..." Wei Huang was a little unhappy.

Yu Chen interrupted him, "We are here to find the child."

I don't know if it's because Wei Huang has just become a father and hasn't adapted to his identity yet. He seems to be anxious when he heard Yu Chen's reminder.He said, "I don't know where the tribe of those people is, why don't we look for it separately?"

After Wei Huang finished speaking, an ancient singing sound suddenly came from afar.

I hurriedly turned my head and followed the sound.

It is a group of people wearing white cloaks. They seem to be holding some kind of ceremony. They are neatly divided into two teams. All of them are wearing white cloaks. The fat cloaks not only cover their bodies, but also their cloak hats. Faces, they were all hidden under the cloak, and at first glance they looked like a group of white ghosts.

Their hands were stretched out of the cloaks, but their sleeves were all made of water sleeves in Peking Opera, and the long white sleeves hung down, more like innocent souls who came to seek their lives, which looked very strange.

Each of them held a rectangular wooden box covered with a layer of white flowers. These boxes looked like urns.

At the front of the line is a leader with a white banner and a large red silk flower tied on his chest.The guide held up a white flag in one hand, and in the other hand a red lantern with a big Chinese character "囍" pasted on it.At the same time, a strange old tune was sung in his mouth.

The leader walked ahead, and the two teams followed obediently.

White flags, urns, white flowers, their clothes and strange accents that look like they are mourning, they look like they are attending a funeral, but the guides are wearing big red flowers on their chests, and they are carrying a big red lantern with the word "Happy" on it. It's like going to pick up the bride with the groom, and it's like having a wedding.

I'm a little confused.

The behavior of these people is the same as this dilapidated palace. The collision of two cultures has caused nondescript, making it impossible to understand what they are doing.

Isn't the culture of this interface just a mix and match?

When I was thinking wildly, I heard Yu Chen ask Wei Huang, "Is it them?"

Wei Huang stared at the group of people and nodded, "Yes, I recognize their cloaks."

As he spoke, he was about to rush forward.

Yuchen held him back, "Don't startle the snake."

We hid and waited for the team to go far away before we followed the traces they left behind.

After walking for about 20 minutes, we found the oasis that Yang Jin mentioned!

The turquoise lake water, the calm lake surface is like an emerald of excellent color inlaid in the golden desert.

At this time, a tribe was holding a celebration by the lake.

A bonfire was burning by the lake, and a group of young women in bright red skirts and gold ornaments were dancing around the bonfire with bare feet.They wear gold bracelets on their wrists and ankles, and gold bells are hung on the bracelets. When they jump up, the bells jingle, and the girls sing loudly, creating a festive atmosphere of festival celebration.

There is a festive atmosphere here, but behind the women are the two groups of people holding the urn. They are still wearing white robes and form two circles, surrounding the women in the middle.

It's really a mix of cultures. Do you think this is a wedding or a funeral?

There was a banquet beside the bonfire, a square wooden table, four long benches, eight dishes on the table, and all the drinks in the glasses were poured, but there were no guests.There were more than a dozen banquet tables empty, and no one knew who was being invited, which made people feel panicked.

"What the hell are they doing?" I have already chased here, and I am not in a hurry for this moment.Wei Huang stared at the two groups of people involved in weddings and funerals, and asked puzzledly.

"Is it because the guests haven't come yet?" I speculated, "It's impossible for this tribe to be just these few people. They held the ceremony here, and the others may not have arrived yet."

"No," Bai Qingjue, who hadn't spoken all this time, said coldly, "The guests are already at the banquet."

As soon as I said this, looking at the empty banquet table, I felt a chill down my spine.

"Is there someone there that I can't see?" I asked Yuchen.

Yu Chen shook his head, "I can't see it either."

"I didn't see it either," Wei Huang said, "Bai Qingjue, don't scare people, Yu Chen's cultivation level is not inferior to yours, if there are real people there, if you can see it, Yu Chen can definitely see it too. "

When questioned, Bai Qingjue didn't respond, his expression remained unchanged, "It's not human beings who are guests."

"There are some things you can't see with your eyes," Bai Ziqi said, "Since Qing Jue said that the seats are full of guests, there must be something beside these tables."

While we were whispering here, over there, the girls bowed their waists and retreated after dancing.

The women backed away, and at the same time, the men in white robes started to move forward. They didn't stop when they reached the campfire, but walked into the fire without any hesitation!
I was shocked.

The fire burned on them, as if adding fuel to the fire, there was a muffled bang, and the flames soared into the sky, drowning their figures in an instant.

Swallowed by the fire, they were quiet and did not make any screams, and the rest of them continued to walk into the fire without fear.

What is this doing?suicide?

The women who retreated to the back all knelt down at this time, with their hands close to the ground, and bowed to the bonfire in a devout gesture.

"They have been reborn." Bai Qingjue said suddenly.

"What?" It's not that Wei Huang didn't hear clearly, he just didn't know what Bai Qingjue meant by rebirth.

Bai Qingjue turned his head to look to the other side, "Look over there."

We all turned our heads and looked in the direction Bai Qingjue was facing.

It was on the other side of the bonfire, directly opposite the banquet table, and there was a flat piece of yellow sand, but soon, the yellow sand bulged up one by one, as if something was about to drill out of the sand.

After another moment, a hand popped out of the sand, followed by the arm, the head, the upper body, and finally the whole body.

It was a naked adult man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.

As the first man came out of the sand, other graves emerged one after another. There were men and women, all of them were eighteen or nineteen years old. They were like newborn babies, completely naked, with clear eyes, looking at the world. Full of novelty.

The women in red kowtowed three times to the bonfire, shouting in unison, "Thank God for His grace."

After shouting, they stood up, picked up the prepared white robes and ran over, and put the white robes on these people.

One of the women said, "You have completed your resurrection, it's time to return to the tribe with me."

The newborn saluted the woman, then followed her and walked towards the other side of the oasis.

I don't know what kind of ceremony they held, but I was shocked.

Yu Chen said, "Let's follow."

(End of this chapter)