jdhmnovel Chapter 303 Are You Good at Enjoying It?
Chapter 303 Are You Good at Enjoying It?
The female cultivator surnamed Su was still climbing the stone steps devoutly, so who was the woman dancing there?
When did she arrive at the terrace outside the main hall? Or maybe she had always been there but she didn't notice it when she arrived.
The more You Huang thought about it, the more frightened she became. She silently restrained her breath and didn't dare to make a sound. She looked at the terrace of the hall, at the dancing figure, and observed her movements carefully.
You Huang was glad that she had taken dance classes at the palace school.
The focus of studying dance in the palace is not on dancing, but on learning various dance knowledge and appreciating it.
What this means is that you may not be a good dancer, or may not know how to dance, but you must be familiar with various dances and the purposes of different dances, and be able to say a few words when appreciating a dance.
Judging from the dance movements, Youhuang saw that the woman was dancing a dance for sacrifice and blessing. Unfortunately, there was no corresponding music to help her, which made the graceful and powerful dance look devoid of divinity and lost its sacrificial function.
"Meet the high priest!"
Nuxiu Su finally reached the top of the temple and bowed down at the woman's feet like a pilgrim.
The high priestess, the goddess in charge of sacrifices in the divine realm, knew the woman's identity, and Youhuang immediately understood why she had been dancing.
It should be a sacrificial and blessing dance performed to boost morale before the army set out. It is said that the sacrificial dance can not only boost morale, but also increase the physical strength of the soldiers.
"Are you good at music?"
The woman's voice was emotionless yet full of divinity.
"It's God's only thought."
Tianqi's voice suddenly rang deep in Youhuang's mind.
"Auntie, what is the divine thought?"
When he heard this term for the first time, Youhuang immediately asked using his spiritual sense.
Tianqi said nonchalantly: "Ghosts with obsessions that they can't let go of will turn into evil spirits, people with obsessions will easily turn into demons, and gods with obsessions will turn into deities after death."
Looking at the woman who appeared, Tianqi reminded coldly: "Don't underestimate it, it's just a wisp of God's obsession. It still has the power to destroy the world. Even if people in the immortal world encounter the thoughts of gods, few can survive. You'd better pray that you encounter the thoughts of gods transformed by obsession."
"Are there different types of divine thoughts?" You Huang asked in confusion using his divine sense.
"Of course." Facing Youhuang's ignorance, Tianqi said contemptuously: "In addition to the divine thoughts transformed by obsession, there are also divine thoughts transformed by evil thoughts."
“Can God have evil thoughts?”
Youhuang was confused. In her heart, God had always been holy, without any emotions or desires.
Tianqi sneered and said, "Gods live as long as the heaven and earth. It is inevitable that they will have bad emotions over the long years. In order to prevent themselves from abusing their divine power, gods will extract evil thoughts, seal them with powerful seals, and send them to specific places for purification or destruction."
"Why would something that is regularly destroyed appear again?" You Huang stared at the female cultivator named Su nervously, hoping that she was able to understand the Tao.
"The outbreak of the war between gods and demons prevented the gods from having enough time to deal with their evil thoughts, and they also came to the underworld along with the fragments of the gods' realm." Perhaps because he was not surprised by anything he had seen before, Tianqi's answer was very understated.
"What's the difference between the two?"
Youhuang communicated with his spiritual sense and subconsciously lowered his voice.
Aunt Tianqi thought for a moment and said, "It is unfortunate to encounter the thoughts of gods. It is a blessing in disguise to encounter the thoughts of gods transformed from obsessions, because the obsessions have a chance to be resolved. If you encounter the thoughts of gods transformed from evil thoughts, even death is a kind of happiness."
"What will happen if you don't die?"
"Become a puppet of the gods' thoughts, and kill all the creatures that break in under their control."
Upon hearing this, You Huang's face turned pale. She tried to stay calm and continued to communicate with the divine consciousness: "Is the divine thought at the moment an obsession or an evil thought?"
"It's not clear yet, let's observe first."
There was a hint of nervousness in Tianqi's tone, and Youhuang couldn't help but tense up as well.
Even the old lady is afraid of her existence. You Huang has been trying to lower his presence again and again to avoid being noticed by her, which would cost him his life.
Su Nuxiu replied subconsciously: "Replying to the God, I have never practiced the Way of Joy."
As soon as the answer came out, Youhuang's mind buzzed: My elder sister, it turns out that in your more than a hundred years of life, you have learned nothing but cultivation.
Tianqi's voice sounded in his mind again: "In this respect, you are better than many cultivators."
"If you are so unbearable, what's the point of keeping you here?"
With the high priest's divine voice, there was no chance to explain.
The miasma swept up Junior Sister Su like a poisonous snake and threw her off the terrace. Without even a sound, she joined the group of corpses.
When You Huang saw this scene, his eyes widened. His breath rose to his chest and he dared not move. Not to mention saving people, he couldn't even walk now, for fear that he would be discovered if he moved. He held his breath and prayed silently to God, hoping that he would disappear quickly.
"The divine thoughts are going to disappear, disappear quickly..."
"It's useless. The gods will not let go of any living being that comes close."
Tianqi poured cold water on Youhuang. Youhuang glanced at the figure on the terrace secretly. When he was about to ask Tianqi, the voice of the high priest exploded in his ears.
"How long do you want to watch and peek for?"
You Huang turned his head suddenly, looked at the face that was almost touching his, was stunned for a few seconds and then looked towards the terrace.
There was no one there, and her mind went blank instantly. Facing this holy face that made her physically uncomfortable, You Huang heard the sound of her teeth chattering for a long while:
"I can play the qin, and I was lucky enough to hear a part of the Divine Comedy, but my cultivation is too low to control the Divine Comedy."
Without the other party asking, Youhuang immediately confessed everything and tried hard to seize the only chance of survival.
“The Divine Comedy is not meant to be controlled.”
Shenzhinian grabbed Youhuang's nervous and sweaty hands, and the next second they both came to the terrace.
Youhuang then discovered that the terrace was wider than what he saw from below, and there was a mysterious pattern painted in the middle, which upon closer inspection looked like a powerful formation.
Youhuang wants to take his own zither.
With a wave of his hand, the god appeared before his eyes.
Tianqi’s surprised voice immediately exploded in his mind—Shenjiqin.
You Huang was also startled. The Shenjiqin, one of the twelve divine artifacts, belonged to the goddess of music.
"Sir, can I use my own zither?"
You Huang asked cautiously. She couldn't even use the Tianqi Sword, so naturally she couldn't control the Shenji Qin.
After asking, he waited for a while, and seeing that the god's mind did not move, he explained respectfully: "My humble cultivation level cannot pluck the strings of the divine harp."
Tianqi reminded quietly: "Mortal Qin cannot bear the divine music. If it is interrupted in the middle of the song, it will affect my prayers for the divine generals and divine soldiers."
The high priest's divine thoughts looked at You Huang, and suddenly said: "This Lord God will grant you the power of a stick of incense. Are you sure you can learn and accompany this Lord God's dance before the power is exhausted?"
"Juniors must do their best."
Youhuang thought about it and agreed, neither saying yes nor no.
Tianqi's voice rang out immediately: "You are crazy. Not to mention one stick of incense, even if you are given a year, it won't work."
"This voice..."
The high priest god Nian suddenly raised his hand and touched Youhuang's forehead.
Before You Huang could react, he heard her mutter, "So that's how it is... I will pass on the complete music score to you."
The moment the sound fell, a roll of music appeared in Youhuang's mind. Shenzhinian walked to the pattern in the middle of the terrace and got into the starting position for the dance.
"let's start."