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King You of Zhou couldn't help but feel a bit of surprise and doubt.

Just then.

Among the doctors standing to the side, a middle-aged doctor suddenly stepped forward.

His expression appeared somewhat solemn.

"Your Majesty."

"If what Shenwu said is true."

"There may truly be gods on that misty mountain!"

At this point, his tone became somewhat tense.

"Offending the gods is a grave offense. Your Majesty, please hold a grand sacrificial ceremony as soon as possible to appease their wrath!"

He had just finished speaking.

The surrounding doctors immediately chimed in.

“Excellent, Your Majesty.”

"The gods are not to be offended."

“The sacrifice should be performed immediately.”

"Otherwise, disaster may befall us."

Immediately, a chorus of agreement arose in the main hall.

Upon hearing these words, King You of Zhou couldn't help but show a hint of displeasure on his face.

He has never liked this kind of talk that always mentions the wrath of the gods.

However, the divine power that Shen Wu described was something he couldn't completely ignore.

King You of Zhou remained silent for a moment, and finally had no choice but to compromise, saying slowly, "If that's the case, then let's do as you say, hold a sacrifice, and ask the god of Wushan for forgiveness."

Upon hearing this...

Many doctors breathed a sigh of relief.

however.

Just as the fishy boat was about to be calmed down, the fishy boat was about to be calmed down.

King You of Zhou then suddenly added a sentence.

"The place for the sacrifice will be at the foot of Wushan Mountain. I will personally go there to perform the sacrifice and pray to the god of Wushan Mountain for forgiveness."

This statement came out.

Many people in the hall were taken aback.

A middle-aged doctor couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, since Mount Wu is inhabited by deities, it is unwise to go there rashly. What if..."

King You of Zhou waved his hand.

"It's alright."

His gaze held a hint of doubt and curiosity that he could hardly conceal.

He really wanted to see for himself what the God of Mist Mountain was like, and whether this so-called God of Mist Mountain really existed.

He also noticed that Bao Si, who was standing to the side, was tilting her head slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised curiosity.

King You of Zhou glanced at her.

It's not a big deal if it can also make Bao Si happy by taking a trip to Wushan.

Soon, the matter was settled.

King You of Zhou immediately ordered the priests to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony and decreed that a few days later, the emperor would send his entourage to Wushan to worship the gods.

Time passed slowly.

Three days later, the gates of the capital city were opened wide.

King You of Zhou rode in his royal chariot, under the protection of a guard, and headed towards Mount Wu.

……

More than ten days later.

early morning.

A thin mist hung in the air.

There was still a hint of night chill in the air.

The distant mountains and forests were shrouded in mist, and only their outlines were visible.

Carriages and horses rumbled, banners fluttered, and armored soldiers, armed with spears, guarded the surrounding area.

A large procession is slowly making its way along the mountain path.

More than eight hundred armored soldiers, along with their entourage and ceremonial guards, numbering over one or two thousand, were heading towards Wushan.

In the center of the procession was a magnificent royal chariot, inside which sat King You of Zhou and the stunningly beautiful Bao Si.

After more than ten days of travel.

They finally arrived near Wushan!

Far away.

In Wushan Village.

It was early morning.

The villagers had just gotten up; some were carrying buckets to fetch water from the well, while others were preparing to go up the mountain to chop firewood.

Soon, they could see dust rising from the distant mountain road.

Chapter 109 Prophecy and Imperial Edict: Lord of Mist Mountain

Soon, the villagers of Wushan could see from afar that an impressively large group was slowly approaching.

Leading the procession were mounted armored soldiers, followed by a long convoy of carriages and attendants.

"Who are these people?"

Some villagers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This group is definitely not ordinary people!

Not long after, some soldiers came to the village to inquire about the situation. Ah Niu and the others learned from the soldiers that the person who came was actually the king.

Furthermore, the king is prepared to personally go to the foot of Mount Wu to hold a sacrifice to the god of Mount Wu!

Ah Niu and the others were stunned, their eyes wide open.

Xing Siting and Chang Ying looked shocked.

They never expected that they would alarm the king, who would even come to offer sacrifices in person.

At the same time.

In the center of the formation.

King You of Zhou and Bao Si gazed at Wushan Mountain from afar.

The mountains were shrouded in mist.

The entire mountain is shrouded in white gauze.

And on that mist-shrouded mountaintop.

A faint golden light was shimmering.

Seeing this, King You of Zhou and Bao Si were filled with astonishment.

Shen Wu and the others were right!

King You of Zhou's expression hardened.

He had initially been skeptical, but now that he had witnessed this extraordinary phenomenon, his initial disdain dissipated considerably, and his expression became serious.

“This misty mountain is truly wondrous…” Bao Si gazed quietly at the golden light on the mountaintop, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of amazement.

Not long after.

Under the arrangement of the official, a site was built on the open space at the foot of the mountain.

A pure white sacrificial cloth was laid on the altar.

The bronze ritual vessels were arranged neatly.

The tripods, gui vessels, zun vessels, and jue vessels gleamed with a heavy bronze luster in the morning light.

Before the altar.

Offerings such as sacrificial animals were also brought up.

Black cattle, white sheep, fat pigs...

Armored soldiers stood solemnly around the perimeter.

The banners swayed gently in the morning breeze.

Officials, guards, court attendants, and priests surrounded him.

A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the entire foot of the mountain.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the priest, dressed in a black sacrificial robe and wearing a tall crown, slowly walked up to the altar and bowed deeply in the direction of Wushan Mountain.

Then, he shouted loudly to the surroundings,

"Be quiet!"

"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin!"

As his voice faded.

The surroundings immediately fell silent.

Even the villagers watching from afar held their breath.

The officiant then took a scroll of sacrificial text from the attendant, unfolded it, and began to read it aloud.

"Only the god of Wushan."

"The spirit of mountains and rivers".

"Today, the Zhou emperor has led his ministers here to offer sacrifices and fine wine to the mountain spirits."

His voice echoed through the valley.

“The other day the king ordered his messenger to climb the mountain to investigate the mysteries within.”

"Mortals are foolish and do not recognize divine power."

"Offending the gods."

"We have prepared a lavish offering of three kinds of sacrificial animals to atone for their transgression."

May the mountain god have mercy and calm his anger.

"To protect the mountains and rivers, and to bring peace to all directions..."

Soon, the eulogy was finished, and the officiant announced loudly, "Offer the sacrifice!"

Several priests immediately stepped forward.

The bronze wine vessel is filled with clear wine.

The wine was slowly poured onto the ground in front of the altar.

The aroma of wine filled the air.

Then, black oxen, white sheep, and fat pigs were offered in turn.

The brazier was lit.

Wisps of smoke rose gently.