If you are not careful, you may die miserably if you fall, and you may even turn into flesh.
Yan Xiaomo was nervous and uneasy.
When she walked to the stage, she was already sweating a lot.
There was still wind blowing above, which made her upset.
She is so weak, it would be bad if she was blown away by the wind.
Do you stand at such a high place to pray for rain so that you can hear the gods in the sky and have close contact with the gods?
Otherwise, why would the rain praying platform be so high?
As the gong rang, the time to pray for rain began, and the surrounding monks began to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name.
Ming Shiyin had taught her how to perform sacrifices before, so Yan Xiaomo put aside the distracting thoughts in her heart and started to follow the procedures to perform sacrifices.
However, this cumbersome and heavy dragon robe made her really uncomfortable.
One movement last night was very difficult. , and you have to be careful not to step into the gaps.
After the sacrificial activities are over, you must find a suitable reason to repair the rain praying platform.
It is best to build a new one, and it should be grand and grand, showing the majesty of the emperor's family.
This rain praying platform has no royal majesty at all.
If no one comes here, they would think it is just a shabby sightseeing platform.
Yan Xiaomo thought that she could just pray for rain by herself, but when the thing in Ming Shiyin's hand flew out and then flew towards the sky, Yan Xiaomo realized that Ming Shiyin was the highlight of the matter of praying for rain.
Everyone stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.
They never expected that the Imperial Master had such a magical ability to make things fly into the sky.
In the past, Master Qi Yu rarely appeared on the scene, let alone saw the power of any divine weapon.
It was the first time for many of them present to see the National Preceptor display such magical powers.
"It's amazing, what are you doing, Master National Master?"
The people who were watching looked at the scene in front of them with curiosity and shock.
It was really curious.
I have never seen anything like this before.
I feel like the Master is like a god.
"I don't know.
He is indeed our national master."
The people seemed to admire Ming Shiyin even more, and their eyes were filled with excitement.
The worship of the Imperial Master has far exceeded that of the current emperor.
Although the emperor has a very high status, is supreme, and has the highest status, in their eyes, no matter what, the emperor is still a mortal, just a mortal with a relatively noble status, but the national preceptor is different, and the national preceptor is even more mysterious.
To make people worship.
Xiahou Dun glanced lightly at the people talking outside.
Maybe it was because his eyesight was not good enough, but his hearing was very good, and he could usually hear clearly what others said.
He could not care about some words he heard, but he had to care about some words.
Ming Shiyin's status among the people has surpassed him and the young emperor, but he doesn't care about this.
He understands Ming Shiyin.
This guy has no interest in Tianqi's throne.
If he is interested, he may not be Ming Shiyin's opponent.
Although his methods are sharp and decisive, he is not as cunning as Ming Shiyin.
This world is not only conquered with force, but also with brains.
Without brains, even if you conquer it, you will lose it soon.
It is said that it is easy to conquer a country but difficult to defend it.
However, he was also quite curious as to what Ming Shiyin was up to, that he had come up with such a mysterious aspect, and the mystery behind it was not enough to be explained to outsiders. oshow7: