Chapter 1567 - 577: Palm Buddha Country
Yu Zhengyuan waved the command flag three times in succession,
On the first wave, a figure appeared on the wall of Jingyi Hall.
The figure was tall and slender, wearing a Daoist robe and holding a folded fan—precisely Zhou Xuan’s shadow.
With the subsequent two waves, Zhou Xuan’s shadow went from blurry to incredibly clear, as if at any moment it might step out from the wall.
Yu Zhengyuan saw the lifelike shadow on the wall, and his command flag drew a semicircle, pointing to each of the masters performing the Nuo opera joyously, saying,
"We’ve performed dramas such as ’Opening Mountain,’ ’Thunder,’ ’Out of Nuo.’ Now, the Nuo God descends, and Ping Shui’s Nuo shows its spiritual power, all of you grasshead gods, hurry to greet the Nuo God."
With this order, the play masters who were frantically dancing stopped their movements, kneeling towards Zhou Xuan’s shadow.
"The heavens are murky and the earth mixed, demons and ghosts abound, the human world is no longer clear, we seek guidance from the Nuo God on where we should go from here."
The crowd asked in unison.
Suddenly, the command flag in Yu Zhengyuan’s hand trembled, like a live spiritual snake, and broke free, flying towards Zhou Xuan’s shadow.
The flag immediately hung over Zhou Xuan’s shoulder, Zhou Xuan’s shadow raised his right hand, pointing at Yu Zhengyuan.
The senior brother of the Zhou Family’s Troupe, pointed out, started trembling uncontrollably, his face turned sinister, as if struck by severe cold, his upper and lower teeth clattering loudly,
After his torment and sinister expression faded, he swept away his usual amiable demeanor, adopting a more domineering look, and spoke to all the play masters,
"The murky aura of the human world towers to the sky, demon mist permeates, ghostly presence abounds, all gods heed my command, follow me to descend into the mortal realm and cleanse the universe."
This speech, regardless of the tone or sound, did not seem uttered by Yu Zhengyuan, but rather Zhou Xuan’s shadow spoke boldly using Yu Zhengyuan’s voice,
At this moment, Zhou Xuan’s shadow is the Nuo God in Jingyi Hall,
With the Nuo God’s command given, how could the grasshead gods portrayed by the play masters not obey?
"Re-ceive~ the~ com-mand~"
The play masters in the hall responded in a drawn-out tone, similar to the pear garden opera accent, agreeing to Zhou Xuan’s command.
With the command accepted, the play masters rose, some resembling ghosts, some like true gods, some as wild generals, all rushing towards Zhou Xuan’s shadow.
Like Duke of Thunder, Nuopu, and Ding God, several of them charged fiercely to the wall and abruptly stopped, their bodies releasing a soul that flew towards Zhou Xuan’s shadow,
Each collision resounded in Jingyi Hall like battle drums, booming loudly...
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"Ping Shui’s Nuo God descends, grasshead gods hiding in the mountains, quickly come forth and fight alongside me."
Around Zhou Lingyi, Red Spider Lilies representing the Netherworld flourished,
From the sea of flowers sprouted several unusually thick flower vines, lifting Zhou Lingyi into the air, raising her tens of yards high.
She, the witch, has indeed exhibited qualities of the Ancient Great Witch today,
The copper bell rang as she incessantly chanted witchcraft spells, reciting prayers to the Heavens and Netherworld,
The sound of witchcraft spells and bell chimes was clear,
The one responding to Zhou Lingyi was neither the Heavens nor the Netherworld, but the Ancient Heaven Ancestor Tree within the Zhou Family’s Troupe.
The willow tree’s branches spread out, like a dense green canopy descending from the Heavenly Dome, shrouding all Lotus Mountain,
Numerous branches extended downward,
Each branch hung with a grasshead god,
Over a hundred grasshead gods hovered behind Zhou Xuan, resembling scattered stars, their presence overwhelmingly oppressive.
"When has the Nuo opera had such might?"
The Eternal Life Sect Leader continually marveled.
As the willow cast its shade over Lotus Mountain, he halted the drumbeats,
Prior, his drumming was meant to counter the power of the Ancient Buddha Mirror Image,
But now,
Not only does the Ancient Buddha Mirror Image possess the Heavenly God level aura, Zhou Xuan and over a hundred grasshead gods behind him do as well.
Two forces of Heavenly God level auras clash directly, balancing each other, and because of this, the Eternal Life Sect Leader, Tiancan Monk, Yun Ziliang, etc., were spared the oppressive burden of the Heavenly God aura.
As everyone breathed a sigh of relief, questions arose— they always believed Zhou Family’s Nuo opera was mighty,
But the current demonstrated strength made even these well-informed old incense masters of the Tangkou speechless,
A troupe of play masters, assisted by Zhou Lingyi, wielding a Heavenly God level aura?
"I too find it peculiar."
Yun Ziliang knew the power of the Nuodai before, but over two thousand years, Zhou Family hardly had high incense Nuo, and he always thought Zhou Family was utterly in decline,
But suddenly witnessing this— as a Heavenly God clan, their foundation was still profound.
"Those playmasters in the troupe, I’ve seen quite a few of them, one after another, none were proficient with incense,
A group of ordinary folks without incense mastery can summon a Heavenly God level just by performing a play, it’s somewhat absurd."
If Yun Ziliang hadn’t witnessed Zhou Family’s Nuo opera’s aura himself, he would have thought it was a fantasy.
"Mr. Yun doesn’t know the secrets within Zhou Family’s Nuo opera, having questions is normal."
A hearty laugh came from behind Yun Ziliang.
Yun Ziliang turned to see an elderly storyteller in an apricot-colored long coat and an extraordinarily large four-tailed white fox leisurely approaching.
These two, none else, but Yuan Buyu and Sister Cui.