Traveling to ancient times, with space

Chapter 137 Prayer

In an instant, everyone present, whether high-ranking officials or ordinary people, knelt down and kowtowed devoutly in the direction of the Star-Picking Tower.

In an instant, the huge courtyard in front of the Star-Picking Tower was teeming with people, a dark mass of faces, all filled with awe, praying to heaven for favorable weather, peace and prosperity for the country.

With a solemn expression, Mu Yuqing slowly rose after the worship ceremony, faced the towering Star-Picking Tower, clasped his hands together, and began to pray devoutly.

"All the people of the world, with hearts full of fear, sincerity and awe, bow their heads and report to the heavens and all the divine messengers."

I have always followed the teachings left by my ancestors and have always been mindful of the suffering of the people.

I have devoted myself to regulating the five elements, planting five kinds of grains, comforting the people, measuring the land in all directions, and opening up roads and mountains. I have never had a peaceful and leisurely time of residence.

However, during this turbulent time, the barbaric and fierce Xiongnu launched an invasion, advancing northwards to invade our great nation.

At this critical juncture of life and death, we were fortunate to be protected by a celestial messenger.

The celestial messenger assisted us in our campaigns in the south and north, finally quelling the rebellion of the Xiongnu and restoring peace to the world. All nations submitted to our rule.

May every year bring favorable weather, timely frost and snow, and a prosperous scene of abundant harvests and thriving livestock.

The common people no longer suffered from hunger and cold, and the country was spared the calamities of war.

To repay the celestial messenger's great kindness and protection, we have specially organized this grand ceremony here.

Just then, a thunderous and powerful drumbeat rolled in, deafeningly loud.

Immediately afterwards, the loud and clear voice of the Imperial Observatory rang out again: "Homage—respectfully welcoming the celestial messenger to bestow blessings!"

Having made ample preparations, Su Yue stood quietly, her beautiful face as calm as a still lake.

She appears calm and collected, but in reality, beneath this seemingly composed and composed exterior, her inner world is like a vibrant carnival in full swing.

Countless little figures cheered and danced with joy in her heart.

She thought to herself, "The time has finally come for me to show my skills!"

Just thinking about it made her feel an overwhelming surge of excitement, causing her heart to race and her cheeks to flush slightly.

Originally, Su Yue had envisioned an extremely stylish entrance—like a fairy descending to earth, she would fly out and instantly attract everyone's attention.

However, as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she immediately shook her head, feeling that such an action seemed a bit too frivolous and unsteady.

After careful consideration, she finally decided to follow Shen Lerong's lead and, with elegant and steady steps, walk up the long staircase leading to the Star-Picking Tower.

When Su Yue finally reached the top of the Star-Picking Tower steps, she stopped and slowly turned around.

At that moment, the sunlight fell perfectly on her, outlining a golden silhouette, making her look like a goddess descended from heaven, noble and inviolable.

Her beautiful eyes swept across the crowd, looking down at the people kneeling in devout worship.

Su Yue used her mental power to lift up Mu Yuqing, who was closest to her.

At this moment, the people from the Imperial Observatory shouted, "Rise!"

All those who were kneeling slowly stood up, and what they saw was a radiant young girl.

Seeing so many people kneeling and worshipping her so devoutly, Su Yue felt she should be generous this once.

She lifted her feet off the ground and slowly rose into the air, from which a large water ball flew out of her hand.

This was half of the spiritual spring water in her spatial spiritual spring well, and she still felt a little heartbroken taking it out.

"May blessings descend upon the people today, and may they live in peace and prosperity, with abundant harvests." Her voice, though not loud, flowed gently into everyone's ears like a clear stream, clear and melodious.

The water sphere hovered quietly in the air, slowly rotating.

As it rotated, the light flickered, and suddenly, as if drawn by some mysterious force, the water sphere began to disperse, turning into countless tiny water droplets.

These water droplets, like a group of joyful sprites, danced gracefully in the air before falling accurately in front of everyone.

Among the crowd was a curious young man who, without hesitation, reached out, caught a drop of water, and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, a cool and sweet taste filled my mouth.

Then, to his surprise, he found that his legs, which had been in excruciating pain due to years of overwork, were no longer in so much pain.

At the same time, an elderly man whose eyes were originally cloudy and whose vision was blurred carefully picked up a drop of water and gently dripped it into his eye.

A moment later, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his eyes had become clear and bright, as if he had been reborn.

However, this remarkable change was quickly swallowed up by the bustling crowd.

Because everyone firmly believed that they had received a special blessing from the celestial messenger, their hearts were filled with gratitude and joy.

When Su Yue floated back to the ground, a gentle smile remained on her face.

The prayer ceremony was drawing to a close before people realized it, but the people who were full of expectations were reluctant to leave.

They bowed repeatedly in front of the Star-Picking Tower.

Amidst the bustling crowd, two figures stood out.

One of them stared intently at Su Yue, who was flying in the air, as if he had fallen into a daze.

The other person stared intently at Shen Lerong, who was standing next to Su Yue, also looking distracted.

The one who kept staring at Su Yue was none other than Old Man Luo, who had been pestering his disciple to take him to find Su Yue.

However, even if he racked his brains and pondered deeply at this moment, he probably couldn't imagine that the lazy and greedy little girl he once was on the road to escape famine.

Why did he suddenly transform into a revered immortal envoy after only a short separation?

At this moment, Old Man Luo couldn't help but wonder whether his trip to find Su Yue was a wise or foolish move.

As for the other person, it is undoubtedly Shen Lerong's father—Lord Shen Qiu.

Before this, he had firmly believed that his beloved daughter had died on the way home to pay respects to their ancestors.

However, today, he was astonished to find that his daughter, who should not have been alive, was standing right in front of him!

What he found even more unbelievable was that his daughter was not only safe and sound, but was even standing side by side with the legendary celestial messenger!

He recalled how his men, whom he had sent out to search for his daughter, returned with unwavering conviction, claiming that she had met with certain death.

As for Madam Shen, Shen Lerong's mother, whether it was because she couldn't bear the heavy blow of losing her beloved daughter or for some other reason, she chose to commit suicide the day after she was brought home...

Now he actually saw his daughter, alive and well, standing on that high platform.