The Melancholy of the National Teacher

One day ago, Le Dao, Helian Yu, and Hu Zang discussed how to deal with the monster who had been unswervingly trying to get the sun down from the sky for thousands of years. The method they discussed was to forcibly upgrade the sun.

In other words, this was originally the idea that Huzang Dawu had always had, but when he got this inspiration, he was already over 100 years old. People unsealed.He didn't expect that he would live for more than 50 years, and at the end of the chaotic times when all kinds of heroes were surging, he found someone he thought could operate the sun ascension ceremony.

As soon as the saying of the great witch hidden in the pot was brought up, Helian Yu immediately responded. The two great witches were discussing quickly, and the words they used were so unfamiliar that while listening to Le Dao, he felt that the elder and elder beside him were not in the same world as him.

But Le Dao is the emperor after all.

He just needs to know the result of success.

Although he still had some doubts, Le Dao quickly made arrangements.It was his idea to hold two ceremonies at the same time, to cover up the Sun Ascension Ceremony with the all-encompassing one.And just like all his whimsical ideas in the past, Helian Yu was the executor who did his part.

It was rare for Helian Yu to feel nervous when he slashed down.

But on the surface, there is no trace of the great witch's nervousness at all. His movements are clean and neat, and the watching witches are still widening their eyes and opening their mouths wide. .

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

He Lianyu raised his head, watching half of the silk thread flash past, like the kites that children fly when they go outing, and fly into the sky.

Not long ago, half of the sky was covered by billowing black clouds, while the other side was still clear. At this moment, half of the clear sky also began to dim. At first, people thought it was the black clouds and pressed them a few steps. When they saw the black shadow on the edge of the sun, Only then did I realize that the solar eclipse had begun.

Helian Yu didn't panic.

This was the result calculated from the beginning, he closed his eyes, and opened his hands steadily.

The bird skull hanging on his chest trembled, and Feng Ling, who was forcibly locked in by Helian Yu, poked out his head, and it flew out, especially in a bad mood because of being detained, and pulled Helian gently and heavily. Her long, crow-feather-like hair fluttered in the gust of wind.Amidst the tinkling of the copper bell, the big witch comforted it, pointed with his finger, and gave the first order.

Feng Ling threw out all the witches around, and its long blue feathers that faded in the wind wrapped around the sky disk, and when flying in circles, it drove the large and small brass circles to rotate together. Under Helian Yu's control, every time Each of the brass circles rotated at different speeds, and the sphere representing the stars turned into blurred phantoms during the rotation, faster and faster, until the entire celestial disk groaned unbearably because of this speed.

Helian Yu opened his eyes again.

The groan of the turning of the sky disappeared from him the moment he opened his eyes, not to mention the human voice that became indistinct in the wind.Everything around the great witch was silent, because he was in the darkness of chaos. Around him, countless stars twinkled softly, and one of them was the brightest, most dazzling, and the largest.

—is the sun.

In the sun, a vague shadow spread its wings. Helian Yu and the other party's three eyes looked at each other for a moment. In line with the principle of respecting the old and caring for the young, he first lowered his head and saluted this old bird who was visually older than a thousand years old.

"I think you know what I want to do," Da Wu said, "If you don't object, well, it's useless to object, then we'll start."

The sun, who didn't know whether it was a ball of light or an old bird, remained silent. He Lianyu thought it didn't object anymore, and without any hesitation, he started to strike. In the palms of his closed hands, there was a piece of the demon emperor's hand that hadn't been consumed yet. Feathers flicker like flames.

He crooned, "O sun, rise O sun."

***

Under the hibiscus tree, everyone watched the sky rotate faster and faster, and the figure of Master Helian was completely covered.

Half of the sun in the sky had disappeared, and both mortals and witches could clearly see something with wings trying to break free from the ball of light, just like a baby bird trying to crack its eggshell.The witches under the hibiscus tree froze, not daring to move, for fear that something would need them later, but the roaring and screaming outside, the clashing of swords or the crackling of thunder flashing all the time seduced their thoughts, I can only clearly realize that my companions are fighting in the field of life and death, but they can't do anything.

So when they heard the faint singing from the phantom, they repeated it without thinking.

"Fusang, rise, Fusang!"

"O sun, rise O sun!"

"boom--!"

The fortune teller was thrown into this deep valley covered by hibiscus trees.

The battle line was finally pushed around the hibiscus tree, and the group of demons, witches, and warriors fought in a melee, desperately resisting the advance of the demons.And the demons don't want to be entangled with the cookies in their eyes at all. As demons, they can feel the power that is close at hand, which belongs to the sun now and belonged to the demon emperor in the past.They have big mouths, drooling, and they don't care about anything. They just want to drag the sun down from the sky and swallow the fireball.

The bloodline of the Demon Emperor may be important, but compared with it, the temptation to devour the sun and become the Demon Emperor is greater.

Le Dao rolled in mid-air with one arm of the Nanyuan Sea Demon King, turned around, and landed on the ground, right next to the big divination official who couldn't stand up.He tossed the particularly smooth arm to the side, looked back at the heavenly plate that had turned into a phantom, and then looked at the chanting with all his attention, regardless of what kind of witches were beating around him, facing the Nanyuan Sea Demon King To catch his sight, he read a sentence.

"Fusang..."

"...Rise up, Fusang."

The big divination official who was unconscious at his feet murmured.

Le Dao glanced at the divination witch who had chatted with him for a few words, and was taken aback for a moment. He has a lot of experience and his eyes are vicious, and he can tell at a glance that the divination official is about to fail.

His Majesty's fingers trembled, and he stretched out his hand to close the restless eyes of the big divination official.

After he finished this task, the sun had disappeared, and the sky was completely plunged into the darkness of night. The monsters howled excitedly in the darkness. They were no longer suppressed by the sun and became more courageous. A demon wolf first Breaking through the battle line, it opened its throat and spit out foul-smelling gas, and rushed towards the heavenly plate that turned into a phantom with its whole body of flesh and blood.

The wolf's head rolled and fell to the ground, Le Dao, who had half of his body sprayed with wolf blood, looked at the monsters with cold eyes, and his tone was unusually soft.

"The opportunity to catch all of you in one go," Emperor Da'an looked at the Nanyuan Sea Demon King whose arm had been chopped off from the corner of his eyes, and said harshly with a ferocious smile, "It really doesn't happen very often."

the same moment.

It wasn't the Daxue Mountain that fell into the darkness. On December 28, the eighth year of Hechu, at a moment of time, Sanlu lost the shining sun.

Imperial Capital City, Star Terrace.

Wu Le Qinggui, acting as the national teacher temporarily, knelt and sat in the vast foyer with all the witches, big and small. Hundreds of candles shone brightly, illuminating these immature faces, making them extraordinarily peaceful.

The new generation who grew up after the founding of Da'an, whispered the same words as Daxueshan and their colleagues.

"Fusang, rise, Fusang."

"O sun, rise O sun."

Zhonglu, a small village under Canglong Mountain.

The boy, about seven or eight years old, staggered back to his home.

"Mother! Mother!" he yelled, "the sun in the sky is gone!"

"What?" The woman who was preparing dinner in front of the dimly lit stove didn't raise her head, "Master Fusang is joking with you, just play nicely."

Qing Lu Yunping.

Facing the solar eclipse, panicked men and women walked out of the tents, knelt down on the withered grass, bowed to the north.

The witches in the witch tent beat the big bronze bell and shouted loudly with them.

"Naren bless you! Fusang bless you! Be safe and happy! Be safe and happy!"

"clang--!"

"Fusang!"

"Fusang!!"

"Fusang!!!"

In Daxue Mountain, He Lianyu, who was in the small space shrouded in phantoms of the rotating sky, but whose soul was floating in the sky, smiled slightly, and sent the long feather in his hand to the demon emperor thousands of years ago.

He lowered his voice and said again: "Fusang, rise up, Fusang."

This seemed to be the final final word. The light feather that once belonged to the Demon Emperor, no, it can’t be called that. It should be said that the sun gold medal whose name has been repeated time and time again in the millennia burst out with dazzling brilliance.For the entire 1000 years, every word of life and death of hundreds of millions of people shouted, and every time the panicked people prayed for blessings at that moment, they carried that name with them.The power of just calling out your name is as small as a drop of rain, but when hundreds of millions of rain drops gather together, they can become rivers, great rivers, and endless oceans.

The ocean of belief rushed towards the sun in ecstasy, and blended with it until the power of the sun reached a critical point.

But this is not enough, reaching the critical point is not enough, Helian Yu blinked.What he needs is to break through this critical point, to turn the fireball that burns only after the bones of the demon emperor and every generation of sun witches in the millennium into it, and become a part of this world and a part of the rules of power.

Such a sun no longer needs the hibiscus tree as a benchmark, nor does it need to be sacrificed, it can draw power from the faith in the hearts of all people on the earth, and continue to run forever.

In order to do this, Helian Yu must touch the core of the sun.

The big witch took a step forward.

The corner of his sleeve touched the fluttering sparks, and it burned quickly like a piece of fat. The heat wave that hit his face ruthlessly scorched the body of the great witch, stripped off his clothes, and burned the chain of hundreds of thousands of devil bones. The golden thread, the demon souls sealed in the demon bone let out a silent howl. As a result of their attempt to escape, they even lost the chance to go to the River Styx.

But these big witches seem to be unable to feel it, whether it is pain or heat, they are all suppressed by reason.

Taking another step forward, Helian Yu could already see the souls imprisoned in the sun and unable to disperse.

Among them is a soul with the brightest color and similar appearance to him.

Helian Yu held out his hand to her.

"Welcome me in, Naren."