Chapter 749 Confucian Diantending

"Dong!"

With the melodious sound of Zhong Pan, a famous emperor sacrificed wine, wearing white Confucian clothes and a white scarf, and fish filed out of the temple. Nineteen emperors sacrificed wine, with a solemn expression, and every step they took was nineteen inches and nine cents.

Nineteen people walked forward slowly, and the footprints left by them were completely overlapping, and there were no mistakes. It seems that only one person has passed by.

The rules of the sacrificial ceremony are so strict. There can be no mistakes or omissions. Almost every one of the nineteen emperors is familiar with this set of etiquette. There will never be a gap between steps.

Nineteen emperors sacrificed wine, arranged in a neat queue on the altar outside the Tai Temple. The leading person, slightly flirted with his clothes and strode forward. He stopped in front of the altar.

"Teacher! The wine vessel for sacrificing wine is ready. Everything is ready."

The emperor's sacrificial wine, said respectfully.

In front of the ancient carved altar, a beard hair is as dark as ink." He looked at about 30 or 40 middle-aged Confucian students and stood quietly. His appearance looks very young, younger than any "Sacrifice of the Son of Heaven". But the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes revealed his true age.

It seems that there are only about thirty or forty white Confucians, but they have an old and vicissitudes of life than all the sacrificial wine of the emperors. It seems to have seen through the changes in the world and realized the mystery of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

His temperament is extremely ancient. The virtue is high and high, showing a convincing taste. For each sacrificial ceremony, a sacrificial toast will be selected to preside over the whole set of ceremonies. The status of toast is extremely important, so it can only be held by the most respected people in Confucianism.

The toast of this generation is called Zhuang Sichen. No one knows how old he is. All I know is that in this generation of "Sacrifice Wine of the Son of Heaven", when he was still young, he was already like this.

The sacrificial wines in the temple are too low-key. There is too little news about them. The toast of this generation is even more mysterious. No one knows his origin. All they know is that he seems to have something to do with the teacher. Even when the third prince saw him, he had to be a disciple.

"Hmm."

Zhuang Sichen nodded slightly, and his eyes slowly swept through everyone's hands. The wineware in the tray looked serious and solemn, with a kind of picky taste.

The sacrifice of the imperial temple is a major event of the country. It must be required with the strictest etiquette, and there must be no mistake at all. The wineware is the top priority. Even if the position is placed, there is a little deviation.

This means that this sacrifice is a complete failure. In Confucianism, this is a big deal.

"It's okay. Go to prison!"

Zhuang Sichen led the way.

The so-called "Tai prison" is the cattle, sheep and elephants (pigs) used for sacrifice. Because it was raised in the prison before slaughter and sacrifice, so it is called "prison". The emperor uses "Tai prison" to use "less prison".

Less prison, only sheep, elephants, and no cattle. However, it has become a legend from the deposed princes and "young prison" in the Shang Dynasty. The rest is only the "Tai prison" of the emperor's family.

As soon as the sound of Confucian wine wishes fell, outside the high wall of the Taimiao Temple, there were immediately bursts of cattle. After a while, more than a dozen imperial temple guards used bronze sacrificial utensils to cut open their abdomens, remove the cattle, sheep and grain from the five internal organs, and lifted them up.

These sacrifices are steaming, emitting a strong breath of blood. Obviously, it has just been killed.

More than ten imperial temple guards carried the "Tai prison" in according to strict rules.

passed in front of a famous emperor's sacrificial wine. Every time you pass by, there must be a sacrificial wine of the Son of Heaven" handed over the bronze wine vessel to receive the unfinished blood.

The reason why the "Tai prison" used for sacrifice can only be killed at the moment before the sacrifice. This is the reason. The so-called sacrifice is a sacred and solemn thing. The reason why the blood of animals is used is a metaphor. The blood of animals is used to replace human blood, sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth, and feed their spirits to avoid the disaster of killing and blood light in the world.

Take the blood of animals instead of people's blood, sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth, and avoid the disaster of killing and blood light. This is the meaning of the sacrifice ceremony. Confucianism has been tired of war since ancient times, but military disasters have always been continuous. This is the ceremony of sacrifice. However, when it comes to speaking, the sacrificial ceremony has been sacrificial since ancient times. It was first learned from the sacrificial ceremony of the demons. The ancient sacrifices are all human blood and human sacrifices. At the time of the Three Holy Emperors, the emperor Fuxi realized that the sacrifice of the demon god was too cruel, so he changed the human sacrifice to an animal sacrifice.

This is the origin of the sacrificial ceremony.

After bearing the blood of cattle, sheep and grass. All the prisons, around the altar, lying on the ground.

On the side, there is the sacrificial wine of the emperor, and the sacrificial wine is presented. Pour one by one. After a trip, the fragrance of wine and blood merged, and the ceremony was almost ready.

Zhuang Sichen, a Confucian wine, nodded and slowly climbed to the altar with a solemn look. Expand a volume of list text to read the royal family's book "The emperor's sacrificial seal of the jade seal.

"Tianming, on June 15th in the year of Dinghai, Zhu Zhuangshi, bowed his head for the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, begging to listen to a sacrificial article Xu Xu Dao, and the voice echoed and resounded throughout the imperial temple. A famous emperor sacrificed wine with a solemn look and bowed his head to listen.

"Boom!"

A loud noise suddenly came from outside the palace, and a slight vibration came from afar. Then a thick smoke rose to the sky. It's just a short short film." Then several explosions came from other directions one after another.

In the temple, everyone was shocked. At this moment, when reading the sacrificial list, this kind of situation is absolutely not a good omen.

Confucianism is good at nourishing qi, but not good at martial arts. So although I heard the explosion, I didn't know what had happened. It is not known that five of the six, together with military aircraft, were attacked almost at the same time.

Among them, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Ceremonies and the Ministry of Justice suffered a devastating blow. All the documents, together with the ministers, died almost in an instant.

"............ Sacrifice like in" Sacrifice to God is like God, Sacrifice to heaven and earth like heaven and earth...", Confucian clothes and wine wished a calm expression, still reading the sacrificial list, and it seemed that his ears could not hear the sound outside.

"Hahaha" There was a thunderous laughter. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, a black dot appeared in the sky and quickly expanded: "There is a reason why Confucianism can control the world. Such a big thing happened in the capital, how can you read the sacrificial text? In the Confucianism, except for the teacher, you are the most mysterious. It can't even be compared with the three princes. Confucianism is the best at hiding clumsiness. I'd like to see how powerful you Confucian ministers who have no power to bind chickens are!"

In the rumbling voice, a figure quickly expanded and floated over the temple. There is a strong evil spirit in this person, and this evil spirit condenses into a strong and terrible.

Since ancient times, good and evil have been suppressed. This kind of intense evil spirit can already suppress the "haoran righteousness" of Confucianism.

"Boom!"

The void shook, followed by a long gun, rotating violently with a rolling thunder, and shot down violently from the sky. The long gun broke through the air, as a black dragon, making a hoarse and sad roar. Large areas of space have been smashed one after another.

"Taimiao is the evil suzerain of heaven and earth" You dare to be presumptuous!"

A loud shout came from the depths of the palace. In the blink of an eye, the light flashed, and a large blue hand, with pieces of dragon scales, grabbed them from the depths of the palace. He was about to grab the storm-like spear.

"Bun!"

The blue big hand just flew out. In the oblique brake, another big black big hand rolled through the clouds and grabbed it. Block the big cyan hand.

"Buzz!"

The void shocked the palace, and another big hand grabbed it. But soon the void cracked, and the other breath was horrible, and the palm lines appeared like a giant palm of mountains and rivers. Block it.

"Looking for death!"

There was an anger in the palace. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen big hands "like dragons breaking through the sea" and emerged from the deep palace. But immediately, there were more powerful arms to break the void and intercept it.

"Hmm! No matter how many strong people are in the palace, can they be stronger than all the sects?

A cold voice. After that, all the palms were pressed together, and the palms protruding out of the palace were immediately suppressed one by one.

No matter how strong the royal family is, it can't be stronger than the union of all sects. The royal family is really so strong that I'm afraid that the sects in the world can't exist until now! However, the upper capital is gathered by the world's luck, and all the giant palms can no longer be pressed down to more than 300 feet away from the imperial city.

In the temple, this sudden change immediately shook.

"Quick! Protect all of you!"

The bodyguard of the temple exclaimed. Without any hesitation, "a famous bodyguard" broke through the air. Fly to the sky. The "Confucian Son Wine Festival" does not have any martial arts cultivation at all. Once the long gun falls, I'm afraid that all the sacrificial wine of the emperor will be destroyed.

"Boom!"

Just a moment, all the flying guards, together with the armor on their bodies, were all crushed by the power contained in the long gun.

"Outside evil way, kill!"

A cold voice, with a murderous spirit, came from the deep temple. The earth shook, and then several figures, lightning flew out. Everyone has a half-step lifelike cultivation. Among them, there are only a little bit of distance from the true qi. It can be said that the true qi condensation has reached the point of nine.

"Hahaha, evil master, I'll do it!"

With a long smile, a figure in a plain robe was hidden in the clouds, suddenly breaking through the void and appearing in the imperial city. Just one punch, the punch flew out, a famous temple guard, and immediately flew out.

This man is the contemporary suzerain of Vientiane, Muye Cang! As soon as the palm of his hand turned over, the real qi rolled down like a storm, pressing down towards the temple.

"Hey!"

On the altar, the sound of reading the sacrificial text stopped abruptly, accompanied by a long sigh, and Zhuang Sichen, who looked at the old and mulberry, finally raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this moment," his eyelids blinked, and a white light burst out in his eyes, which was still more dazzling than the sun. Today, it suddenly turned into a dazzling day.

"Boom!"

The next moment, a magnificent righteousness that shocked the heavens and the earth and the universe, and even the sun and the moon lost their color, rose to the sky. After shrinking for a while, it suddenly expanded, instantly covering the whole capital and shooting out thousands of miles!