The appearance of Rong Ziju gave everyone in the underworld a new understanding of this famous man in front of Lord Yan.
First of all, all the dead souls who thought that Rong Ziju was doomed this time and might even have perished in hell knew that they were completely wrong. Not only did Rong Ziju not die, but the trust from Lord Yan in him did not diminish at all. Otherwise, Yinshi would have died.
Such a solemn and important moment will never be hosted by Rong Zijuan.
Bao Zheng quickly found Rong Ziju and explained many processes in a few words. He spoke very quickly without pausing, and Rong Ziju also wrote down everything without saying a word. It was just a process, so it was not difficult to write it down.
In the field, Yinzai was waiting for the Yinshi to mature. With expectant eyes, each Yinshi plant slowly began to emit a soft brilliance. At this moment, these plants that had taken root in the innocent underworld had never been so impressive to the dead souls.
Been nervous.
"Yin food is ready!"
A shout, and then it became one in an instant. It quickly became the only deafening sound in the entire Wudao Underworld, even a roar.
"The Yin Food Festival is ripe, and the first Yin Food Festival in all worlds has begun! Souls of the dead, rejoice! This is our festival! Now, we can pay tribute to our past and present, and continue to move forward bravely for our existence!"
Rong Ziju's voice was as clear as ever, and his mood at this time could be felt in his words. It was an indescribable meaning. He seemed excited and also quite emotional.
"Bang bang bang!"
Bursts of huge noises suddenly exploded under the netherworld. This was a project that had been arranged in advance. They were hundreds of underworld cannons from the Yin Army Camp. The muzzles of the cannons were pointed upward, and the pills fired were no longer poisonous bombs.
, but a waste product developed by the research institute. It has no practical use, but when exploded it will produce more brilliant colors and patterns than fireworks.
After a series of rapid shots, the dazzling colors in the sky actually turned into words: Happy Yinshi Festival!
Whether it is the older generation of ghost people or the new generation of ghost people, it is impossible not to be touched at this moment.
Because this lively and jubilant atmosphere can easily remind them of the unforgettable happy times in front of them. As a memory or as a memorial to the past, they are full of emotion. Some more emotional ghosts even have sad expressions.
, I wanted to cry, but found that I had long lost the qualification to cry.
At this time, Xue Wusuan, who had been sitting in mid-air, opened his eyes and stood up.
Xue Wusuan's aura at this time was connected with the Wudao underworld, and his thoughts moved, and he understood the emotions of each of the dead souls in his heart. There were millions of dead souls, but they were so clear and vivid at this time.
This reminded him of the "Spark Cube" from the Transformers world that he had hidden in his will and even the system had never discovered.
Xue Wusuan once spent a long "time" in Tinder. During that "time", he had a different understanding of life and death for the first time.
But today's scene made Xue Wusuan understand again that the souls of the dead in Wudao Underworld are not actually "death", and are even far away from "death" at all. They are just another form of life.
"Redead souls, at first, I, like you, thought that the separation of the soul meant the end of life. But later, I established this lawless underworld, and gradually I felt differently. Life and death are really different.
Is that what you are defined as? If that is the case, what kind of existence are you now?
Existence is the real life. Therefore, what you need to do when you get here is just like you did in the world, you need to work hard, you need to live, and you need to survive.
The Yin Food Festival is your festival, and it is also a festival for me and Wu Dao Hell. In this festival, you can revel, laugh, and indulge as much as you want, and you can also vent all the depression in your heart. This is a memorial ceremony for you.
congratulations on your own past, and congratulations on your own new life!
Come on! Follow me, I swear, as long as I am not annihilated, I will lead you to continue to move forward until you break through all the realms! Let you understand that this is the place that is truly worth remembering for eternity!
Drink!"
Xue Wusuan's voice was gentle but permeated the entire underworld. No matter where he was, he could hear it. It was like the faint sound of thunder in the ears, shaking the soul, and seemed to make the dead souls who had no warmth at all feel a sense of long-lost feeling.
Warmth.
At the last two words, there was a big bowl in front of each dead soul. Inside was the best wine in the underworld, Pure Yin Brewing. These wines did not come from the tavern, but were exchanged by Xue Wusuan from the system with money.
.Today, he will invite the dead souls everywhere to drink.
Looking at the wine in front of them, the dead souls were excited. Whether they were ordinary dead souls or those who had been ranked as Yin Chao, they all knelt down on one knee, holding the wine bowl in both hands, and looked up at the same wine bowl in the air.
Xue Wusuan raised his voice and said: "Respect the Lord of Yama! May Lord Yama be boundless and eternal!"
"I also respect you and thank you for all your contributions to the underworld. At the same time, I hope you will create greater glory! Do it!"
Although Pure Yin Brewing is smooth in the mouth, it won’t take long for the spirit of the wine to develop its stamina. But the taste is rare. Regardless of whether you have drunk this stuff before or not, you will drink it in one gulp. Follow Yan Jun’s example and hold the wine bowl with one hand.
Toward the sky.
"Bang bang bang..."
The wine bowl turned into a splendid fireworks-like brilliance in the sky, all six colors. For a moment, it seemed that the netherworld was invisible, and only the majestic figure was left in the sky in the vast six-color brilliance.
I don't know who was the first to shout out the word "Yan Jun", followed by the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, and finally gathered into a powerful force of thoughts, which made Xue Wusuan slightly moved.
Then, not only did the roar of the mountain and the tsunami not stop suddenly, but it became even more uncontrollable because of the shattering of the huge black box that had stood in the center of the square for an unknown period of time. The shouts changed from worship to
Worship and madness!
It was a black statue, which seemed to have a formation embedded on it. It glowed slightly with six-color brilliance, and continued to grow in size. Finally, it was a hundred feet tall, with a base of thirty feet in diameter. Looking up, you could see that this was Lord Yan.
The statue is an extremely rare one. It is an image of Lord Yan wearing armor and holding a huge slaying horse. It is lifelike and inexplicably shocking, just like his real body.
Xue Wusuan was slightly stunned. He understood what the "surprise" mentioned by San Bangchui was. His heart was indeed lightly touched.
Before Xue Wusuan could say anything, he saw millions of dead souls kneeling down towards Xue Wusuan in mid-air and the giant statue next to Xue Wusuan. They bowed their heads and worshiped. A majestic power of faith.
Suddenly it rushed into Xue Wusuan's body.
"So the faith of dead souls can also be absorbed?" Xue Wusuan smiled. This was indeed a surprise, and it also gave him the most tangible benefits. And all of this still has great potential that can be tapped.
With a wave of his hand, Xue Wusuan's habit is that I eat meat, and the people below should at least drink some soup. Thirty percent of the power of faith was immediately fed back to the dead souls below along the source.
For a time, amid the roar of mountains and tsunamis of worship, Wu Dao Underworld ushered in the first Yin Food Festival that will surely be remembered by countless dead souls.