Lin Hao didn't follow up, but like others, he stepped back a dozen steps and watched from a distance.

His Royal Highness the prince and Gu Qingming are half a step behind, standing on both sides of the emperor, one holding a fire fold, the other holding three thick incense candles.

At this time, Lin Hao realized that the burning candle might have been made of the legendary Mermaid grease.

After all, in ancient times, the dispersion of aura was much stronger than it is now. Spirits everywhere could become monsters. It's not surprising that there were more than a dozen mermaids. But now, mermaids are hard to find, let alone candles made of mermaid fat.

As a man with the classic of mountains and seas in his hand, Lin Hao wanted to stand beside the emperor and see what the mermaid candle looked like.

But he can't always do such a humiliating thing to the face of the emperor at such an important memorial ceremony. He can only hold his head up in hatred and complain why he didn't look at the censer more when listening to the story.

Standing on the altar, facing the censer, Emperor canglan's heart is more complicated.

He only came to the top of Dahuang mountain when the mountain and river festival was held. Although he talked to Lin Hao just now, in fact, it was the first time he saw a real sky tree in so many years.

In the past, he read about it in history books. Now he saw it with his own eyes. Even in the eyes of the emperor, he was inevitably shocked.

Even the wooden altar under his feet was made from the branches of the canopy tree. It has not rotten for thousands of years. Since the construction, it has not changed for so many years.

Emperor Cang LAN sighed and chopped his feet. His spirit swept out in an instant, sweeping the snow on the altar clean, revealing the simple wood grain underneath.

"Emperor." The prince of the imperial court on one side called softly, and then handed the torch in his hand forward, "the candle is about to burn out, please renew the incense."

Gu Qingming, on the other side, bowed deeply. He handed the incense candle to him. He also urged him in a soft voice: "emperor, please renew the fragrance."

On top of the bronze censer, the three thick incense candles had already burned to the bottom, and they were about to be extinguished by the ash.

The emperor first took the three incense candles in Gu Qingming's hand and inserted them into the censer. Then he took the fire fold in the prince's hand and went to the top of the three incense candles.

In such a cold climate on the top of the mountain, the fire fold is not bright, it's just a kind of ceremony, the flame is driven by spiritual power.

When the emperor opened the fire fold, he wiped his fingertips on the top and suddenly lit up a bright flame. But instead of lighting the candle, he waved his robe again and increased the output of his spiritual power.

All of a sudden, the flame that used to smile suddenly turned into a boundless spark, spread out in all directions, flew over the heads of the people, turned into a huge swallow of fire, and rushed to the ground.

The temperature of the flame was so high that Lin Hao could not help shrinking his neck when it passed over the heads of the people. He was afraid that the emperor would burn his hair if he was not careful.

On the other hand, the fire swallow suddenly dissipated when it was about to touch the ground, turned into a spark again, and gathered again on the ground, turned into a huge wave, and surged to the altar.

Only the emperor's cultivation can make such a scene.

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