History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

On the second day, Sergeant Fan stepped into Yichuan early in the morning and waited for Feng Yun to freshen up and dress. The whole book????????????.????

“Fengjun, does the Jueben uniform fit you well?”

 Jue Bian attire - Wearing Jue Bian, wearing Xuan clothes and sash. The sash is light crimson in color, with light red and darker colors. It is specially used for sacrifices to kings or occasions when scholar-bureaucrats welcome their brides.

As a high-ranking official, Feng Yun naturally had to wear the highest-quality formal attire when participating in this sacrifice.

 “Fengjun, please...”

Feng Yun straightened his crown, and when he walked out, he saw Sergeant Fan saluting.

 “Senior Fan, why don’t you see Situ?”

Sergeant Fan smiled slightly and said, "Why, only Situ can invite Lord Feng."

Feng Yun didn't say anything, but Sergeant Fan stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Because of your Xingxiu Mountain, your Majesty stayed Sima overnight last night."

With complicated eyes, he added: "What Mr. Feng said to Sima yesterday may have a deeper meaning."

Feng Yun walked towards the outside of Yi Chuan, and Sergeant Fan followed.

"It has deep meaning, but if Yuejun doesn't mean it, then no matter how deep the meaning is, it will be useless."

Today, it was the Jia soldiers who drove the car. When Feng Yun and Sergeant Fan got on the car, Sergeant Fan said more directly: "During the sacrifice today, the armor-burning divination was supposed to be performed by the big divination, but Yuejun took it away.

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"It seems to be that if Da Bu has taken charge of the responsibility of Da Zhu, the Yuejun is also willing to share it with Da Bu."

 Absurd…

Although Yuejun is not said to have the five major elements and three crude elements, he is also a powerful warrior...

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Sergeant Fan even laughed.

“Master Feng, you don’t know, the reaction of those scholar-bureaucrats when they heard that Yuejun performed divination, haha, it’s so interesting, so interesting.”

Feng Yun smiled slightly.

“Stop teasing others, I’m afraid there might be some trouble during today’s sacrifice, so you’d better...”

Before Feng Yun could finish speaking, Sergeant Fan said, "I'll just stay away."

 After saying that, Sergeant Fan suddenly remembered something.

 “Fengjun, what are you going to do with the "Fu of Dayu"?"

“Leave it to Yue Jun and let you go?”

　　While rafting, Feng Yun confessed this matter.

Feng Yun shook his head slightly.

 “If I had given the Fu of Dayu to Yuejun, I would have died outside Kuaiji City.”

“Huh?” Sergeant Fan was puzzled.

Feng Yun said: "Dayu's Fu has become a national treasure. I hold "Dayu's Fu" in the country of Yue. It is protected by the country and no one dares to touch it. Even the king of Yue is the same."

“Then, how can Yuejun let you go?”

Feng Yun smiled and said nothing.

Sergeant Fan suddenly said: "Divination?"

 “Shh…”

 The carriage stopped.

 “Let’s go.”

Following the guidance of the chamberlain, Feng Yun quickly followed Sergeant Fan to the place of worship.

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Ordinary people cannot watch. Only those who are highly respected among the people and have long lifespan can be transported to the palace and come to the place of sacrifice to watch together.

And the clan of scholar-bureaucrats and their descendants are already standing in front of the ancestral hall.

The Yue Kingdom was established to offer sacrifices to Emperor Yu. No matter how many sacrifices were made, they could not surpass the name of Emperor Yu.

When Feng Yun arrived, the scholar-bureaucrats looked around one after another, and there was even more commotion among the common people.

 But the people present were all famous and virtuous people, and they soon calmed down.

As Sergeant Fan quietly hid in the corner of the scholar-bureaucrat, Feng Yun was also led by the chamberlain to the front of the ancestral hall, alongside Da Bu.

Da Bu’s face was cold, but after seeing Feng Yun, his eyes still fluctuated unconsciously.

"Situ of the Great Court is very capable. He can control floods at a low level, and bewitch the emperor's mind at a high level."

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Hearing this, Feng Yun was slightly stunned.

However, he didn’t expect that Dabu would also mock others. Feng Yun thought that Dabu was a Qi-refining iron cultivator, unsmiling, ruthless and without desires.

Oh, that’s right. If you are heartless and have no desires, how can you come down to earth to seek for the country?

Feng Yun did not answer and remained indifferent.

When Dafu saw this, he calmly waited for Yuejun to arrive.

Not long after, when everything was ready, the Great Witch God came between Da Bu and Feng Yun, taking the bird-making bamboo joint returned by Feng Yun.

 Down below, Yue Jun was striding up the steps.

“The king is at peace,” Feng Yun said.

Yuejun looked at it, nodded slightly, ignored the great shaman and the great divination, and walked towards the ancestral hall.

“Start!” the Great Witch God ordered, and a group of witches were seen gathering together from both sides with strange dance steps.

The bamboo branches are dancing high, and the great shaman god also performs the dance of Dayu, constantly speaking the words of prayer to the ancestors.

 The wind roared one after another, and a black mist slowly rose between the witches.

 The mist turned into water and gradually turned blue.

 And strange patterns also gathered between the dances and sacrifices, flying the bird-shaped bamboo joints in the hands of the great witch god.

 The bamboo joints slowly reveal the color of bronze.

 A metal bird stands on the top of the head, with its head raised and its tail raised, and its feathers all over its body, as if it is spreading its wings and is about to fly.

At this time, the Great Witch God shouted angrily.

"rise!"

“Boom, boom, boom!” On both sides of the ancestral hall, on the large bronze pillars, sparks shot out, and instantly they were like torches, enveloping a huge cluster of flames.

Feng Yun felt his face burning when he saw Yue Jun holding a piece of tortoise shell above his head and walking slowly towards him.

And a group of armored soldiers dressed in red hurriedly carried a large cauldron piled with green pillars and fine wood.

"The ancestors above, their descendants, the Ouyang family, are offering sacrifices here in the hope of being saved from the flood..."

“Witch, witch, witch!” The witch dances of the great shamans became more and more intense, and the sound of bamboo beats and wind instruments could not be heard.

 In addition to those huge torches and a large cauldron piled with firewood.

 People around him unconsciously felt a sense of awe in their hearts and bowed their heads one after another.

 And amid the awe, there was a hint of fear.

 Would the ancestors blame them for the flood and not want to protect them anymore?

　Unknown, there is only one divination at this time!

“Boom!” Flames burst out from the green bamboo in the cauldron, and Yue Jun also took advantage of this moment to throw the tortoise shell into it.

 Seeing this, Dabu hurriedly recited the inscription to worship the ancestors.

The Yuejun stood erect like this, looking down at the group of scholar-bureaucrats and common people below him.

Whenever anyone looks up, they will always see Yuejun’s unruffled eyes and the ever-beating flames.

 “Witch!”

　　Boom! The torch and the fire cauldron simultaneously spurted fiery snakes into the sky. One after another, the fiery snakes flew without wings and hovered over the heads of everyone present.

"Blessings, please." Dabu said after reciting the sacrificial words.

 Feng Yun stepped forward and began to chant "Fu of Dayu".

 Then the shadow of Dayu appeared, standing upright in the sky, watching everyone.

 When faced with pressure, everyone becomes uneasy.

 After Feng Yun finished chanting the Fu of Dayu, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, a huge metal bird flew out of the cauldron of fire, and a second look revealed that it actually had a tortoise shell in its beak that should have been at the bottom of the cauldron.

The king of Yue was panicked.

 This is not what should happen in the process.

Da Bu frowned and looked at Feng Yun who had stopped chanting.

Feng Yun's face frowned slightly, and he seemed to be surprised by the cremation of the bird.

At this time, I saw a bird rushing towards the shadow of Emperor Yu in the sky.

“Ah!” Many exclamations came from the scholar-bureaucrats and common people.

 Just listen to "Bang!"

Yu's shadow collided with the bird, turning into countless sparks.

And the tortoise shell also fell from Yeniao's mouth and shattered on the ground...