Chapter 714: National Master’s Dance

In the bright and clear sky, the national teacher finished the ritual, holding a machete, and was a little reluctant to do it. He saw that the drunkard in white was still calm, and his heart suddenly hung in the air.

Logically speaking, the nine-tailed monster only had one life left. If he didn't kill it with this knife, the emperor would probably kill him for deceiving the emperor. However, the arrow was already on the string and could not be retracted. The national teacher swung the knife down, and with a puff, the head fell to the ground again.

At this moment, his heart was even more hanging, staring at the head on the ground, hoping that it would not rise again. Li Changxiao was also a master who loved to play tricks on people. He knew that the king and the national teacher were worried, and he would take a long time to catch up, as if he was really dead.

Wait for more than a quarter of an hour, and wait for the king to be overjoyed, and start to brag about his achievements in front of all the people, beheading the treacherous and evil, and eliminating harm for the people. The national teacher catered to him on the side. All officials had to follow him because of their lives. But the people below were unhappy, not feeling that the king and his ilk were really getting rid of harm for the people, and not feeling that the man in white was a treacherous person.

Just when the king was overjoyed, Li Changxiao stopped pretending, gently touched his head, lay on his side, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and quietly looked at the king and the national teacher.

All the people cheered, and the officials also looked wonderful. The king and the national teacher had the ugliest faces. The national teacher gritted his teeth and wanted to hold the big knife and continue to chop Li Changxiao's head. He had already made up a story in his mind that although this monster was a nine-tailed monster, it had been practicing for many years, and even nine consecutive chops were not enough to kill it completely.

However, Li Changxiao had had enough fun, so he foolishly let the national teacher chop his head. He was in a playful mood, and seeing that the king was high above, the official power was really overwhelming and people couldn't raise their heads. He thought that this time, he would definitely make the king, the state teacher and his gang lose face and leave some shadows for the rest of their lives.

So the state teacher came with a knife, and he didn't sit and wait for death. He gently turned up his sleeves. Then he heard the breeze blowing, and the state teacher's clothes were all stripped off by the breeze.

The state teacher was over 80 years old, and he was still strong. Because he walked the sacrificial path, he had more life left than ordinary people. But his generation was really not small. In public, he suddenly became clean. How humiliating it was, you can imagine.

There was silence in the field. Only the man in white was laughing. The state teacher was angry and angry, and he was about to chop Li Changxiao with a big knife. But when the big knife fell, the blade became soft, like cotton wool. After several cuts, let alone blood, there was no trace of injury.

The national teacher didn't believe it, and lightly scratched his wrist, which made him grimace in pain. The blade cut into the flesh, and blood flowed. The knife was very sharp.

The national teacher felt the pain and came back to his senses. He finally realized that the man in front of him was not something he could deal with. So his legs softened and he knelt down to beg for mercy.

Before Li Changxiao could speak, the king of Wuji was furious and cursed, asking the national teacher if he wanted to betray the country. Because the national teacher of a dynasty was in charge of sacrificial matters, he had the right not to kneel when he met the monarch. On the contrary, on special days such as major and minor sacrifices every year, the monarch still had to kneel down to the national teacher.

Therefore, when the king of Wuji saw the national teacher kneeling down to Li Changxiao, he felt so angry. It was almost uncontrollable. Li Changxiao thought about it and told the national teacher that he had chopped off his head nine times and killed nine of his lives, so he would pay it back by dancing nine dances.

The national teacher agreed repeatedly, and at that time, only women danced in Wuji country. In the big countries such as Lingtian, Chitian, and Dayu, there was no difference between men and women in dancing. But the king of Wuji country was lustful and tyrannical, and only liked to watch women dancing lightly, so he ordered that only women could dance. Over time, men were never seen dancing again.

The national teacher wanted to say that after returning, even if it was ten or a hundred dances, they would all be danced by Li Changxiao. However, Li Changxiao refused, and insisted that the teacher of that country should dance well on the execution platform.

In desperation, the national teacher had to change into dance clothes, with long sleeves fluttering, and danced on the execution platform. In fact, Wuji country could not find men's dance clothes, otherwise the national teacher would not have to lose face like this.

The atmosphere was weird and funny, until a 13-year-old child, who was innocent, laughed out loud, and the people below the stage burst into laughter. The national teacher has been high and mighty all his life, when has he ever suffered such humiliation?

He regarded the people as ants, and built civil engineering projects, never thinking that one day he would also be used for fun by the people. He thought bitterly in his heart: "Laugh, laugh, when I get through this disaster, I will still be the national teacher, and you will have a hard time then."

Li Changxiao greeted the people, brought chairs, brought tea, sat down and watched carefully, after all, this kind of "good show" is rare. If it were normal, no one would dare to watch the national teacher make a fool of himself.

But it is different now. Everyone has inexplicably become confident, and they regard the officials and monarchs who are usually revered as gods as worn-out shoes. The imperial power and class that weigh on their hearts are completely gone, and they feel refreshed.

Seeing that the so-called monarch and the so-called national teacher are just ordinary people. The class system of Wuji Country is strict, and the people below can have this kind of experience and feeling, which is more precious than anything else. A certain seed has been quietly planted among the people.

Li Changxiao was happy to watch the fun. After the national master finished his dance, he asked the people in the audience what dance they wanted to see the national master do next.

The most popular dance was the "Nine-Turn Heartbreak Dance". This dance is known for its "sorrow", "tenderness" and "resentment". It requires the use of many instruments such as pipa and xylophone. It has extremely high requirements for the dancer's expression and posture.

If a beautiful woman danced this dance, she would be lovable, but the national master was in his seventies and eighties. It was really dangerous for him to dance this dance. I'm afraid it would not be very elegant. Li Changxiao pointed at the people with a smile. There were bad guys hiding among them.

The national teacher could not refuse, so he finally danced. The movements were stiff, but he could still bear it, but the expression and meaning had to be in place. As the national teacher danced, he thought of his miserable situation, which really added a sense of sadness, as if he was eighty years old, bullied by bullies to make a living, and forced to perform on stage to survive.

The king of the Black Chicken Kingdom, who was watching from the high platform, felt a chill in his heart and was extremely panicked.