The white stones were mined from the back mountain, and the pieces were polished with great difficulty, and finally formed a neat and smooth shape, layered on top of each other, and built a one-man high platform.

There were no railings around the snow-white platform, there were nine long white steps, the wide crown was black, covering the knees in yellow, and the gray clothes were under the black shoe tips slightly exposed, and one step at a time, he walked up to the polygonal altar in the heavy sound of ritual music.

In the middle of the altar, a large tripod has been placed, there is nothing in the tripod, but there are a few incense sticks in front of the tripod, which have been lit, and the green smoke is swirling on the altar, wanting to charm the eyes.

Wei Ying walked very seriously, under the altar, except for a few necessary musicians, there was no one else, this area, on this day, there would be no one else.

Not far away, on top of a high pavilion, Ji Yu was watching from afar, watching the eight-year-old child wearing an ill-fitting crown dress and completing his play step by step.

One day King of Wei.

Is it because of the love of blood? Ji Yu didn't know what he thought at that time, but now it seems that he doesn't regret it.

"Promise from heaven, I am the king of Wei and set the world. ”

The green smoke went straight up, and the diffused smoke seemed to be held together by an invisible hand, three incense sticks, three smokes, distinct from each other, straight up to the blue sky.

The patterns on the tripod's body are becoming more and more clearly visible, just looking at it, it seems that you can see the hard work of the ancestors, slash-and-burn cultivation to gourmet clothes, how many years of rise and fall of honor and disgrace, how many people's hearts and minds, in the heaven and earth, the people are like ants, dying to survive, and live up to this life.

The monotonous bell rang, as if it was from the musicians in the audience, and it seemed to be a warning from the heavens, and the sound of "hum" spread, and an invisible and qualitative force pressed down, until the top of his head, Wei Ying felt that there was something that seemed to be touched by his own reach, and he could touch it by stepping on his toes, but he did not stretch out his hand, did not move, and stood quietly, waiting for a balance to be formed.

What is pressed down is the great power that descends from the heavens, it seems to be the force that is touched and rebounded, and it will not be touched by his spiritual power, nor will it have any reaction to his spiritual power, it is supported by the power from the witchcraft, and the Ding, which looks huge enough, seems to be a little bigger at this time, almost able to compete with the sky, and supports the pressure.

Wei Ying was in it, and his feelings for these two forces were even deeper, he was wrapped in the power of the witchcraft, like a protective shell, protecting him from being injured by the force above, and the great power he felt from the heavens did not mean to hurt people, but it was like the coercion released by a high-level immortal cultivator after being offended, telling the people below about the gap between each other.

The contrast of power is for surrender, to show the rules, to show the way of heaven.

The spiritual power is free to move upward, like a snake unwilling to be suppressed, trying to find a new way out, and it seems to be trying in vain to steal the rhizomes of the Heavenly Dao, wanting to take root in it and get enough nutrition.

In just one second, it seems to feel something, and it seems that nothing is felt.

The worship to heaven is over.

The music ended, and the huge Ding stood in the center, untouched, and the green smoke curled and somewhat loose, and disappeared with the wind, and there was a not too pungent incense, reminding the existence of olfactory reality.

Wei Ying stood for a while, and only then did he turn around and walk down until the incense was about to burn to the end.

The musicians lowered their heads, as if focused on the instruments in their hands, not knowing what was going on outside, not daring to look or smell, until the footsteps were far away, and all they could see was the gray dress, and the occasional black shoes underneath, the size of a child.

On the high pavilion, Ji Yu looked at it very seriously, and it wasn't until the kid was gone that he came back to his senses, what was there to see? Such a boring thing, he wasted time to read it.

Ji Yu, who felt a little absurd, got up and walked down, he still had a lot of things to do, but he didn't have time to play with the children.

"Childe, that ding, that ding..." Teng snake caught up with Ying Gongzi's footsteps, they went to carry the big ding, however, the tripod was like being born on the ground, and it couldn't be moved.

"What's wrong with Ding?" Changing out of the heavy clothes, Wei Ying became the Ying Gongzi who usually makes people feel relaxed when he looks at it, he asked casually, his loose hair was still wet, and Mo Yan took a piece of steps to wipe him.

Teng Snake gasped and said, "That Ding can't be moved." ”

"Oh. Ying Gongzi replied softly, not too surprised by this matter, that kind of strong power is condensed on Ding's body, and its weight is probably not something that human beings can do.

The magic power is heavy, and the person with the magic power is only when he is alive, but after he dies, his body is like a mountain, and he is not an existence that can be easily moved.

This completely unscientific power, if you have to explain it simply, is that the thoughts of all the people are as heavy as mountains, the people do not die, the thoughts do not disperse, and the magic power lasts forever.

"Then you don't have to move it, you just have to give it to your uncle. Ying Gongzi is in a good mood, feeling the magic power again, through this form, he has a new understanding and feeling of the magic power, if the next time he encounters such a power, without the guidance of his predecessors, he also knows how to stimulate it.

The biggest difficulty is the witch weapon.,This kind of existence.,It's probably not just anyone who can make it.,I don't know what kind of means to get it.,If only I could learn it.。

On the other hand, Ji Yu also knew about this strange thing, and the Dading that was moved to the altar by four people couldn't be moved by eight people, isn't this a strange thing?

He also went to see it himself, because he was born with divine power, he went up and tried it, and it didn't feel like he was moving a ding, but like moving a mountain, and his exhaustion was like a grassfly shaking a tree, and it didn't have the slightest effect.

With this eccentricity, he also went to Wei Ying and asked the question.

"It's rare that my uncle is also interested in this. Ying Gongzi smiled and explained two sentences simply, "It's a witch weapon, it can condense luck, and it's best to use it when sacrificing, just don't see it on weekdays, it's not something that anyone can lift, and it's safe, not afraid of being stolen." ”

It's hard to use, let alone steal.

This kind of thing is not something that can be used by an individual, it is said that the Terran can use it, and it is not available to everyone in the Terran race.

I don't know why this thing is in Jidi, but it is true that it blesses Jidi's luck, so Ji's benefit.

It's still the version that hasn't been started.,It's easy to be transferred and given away.,Now it's been sacrificed by him.,It's a switch.,If someone wants it in the future.,You have to find a way to "close" it first.,And this method - "The people don't die, the mind doesn't disperse" - is not so good to "close".

If it is not done well, it will be a situation where a person dies and is ruined, and it feels very good to look at the baby and not get it.

It's a pity that the intelligence of the system is not high, and I don't know if it will be greedy.

If it's sold to the human camp, it's a good thing, right, I don't know how much it's worth?

It's a pity that there is no storage space that can be crossed with it, otherwise, maybe you can try to take it away.

The thought is here and dispersed, if this witch weapon is not born in this world, it is good, if it is, it will take away how much cause and effect may be generated, cause and effect is not a trivial matter, Ying Gongzi thought of this, it is a pity that he completely stopped that little bit of greed.

"How do you know?"

It's a "witch weapon" again, and it's "condensing luck", none of them sound like children's words, Ji Yu looked at Ying Gongzi, and the smile on the face of the child opposite was no different from what he saw on weekdays, but he seemed to see the cold light on his teeth, and he felt the coldness when he first saw him again.

Unconsciously vacated his gaze, and when he looked over again, his gaze calmed down again.

"I guess I heard Shousu say it. "Ying Gongzi irresponsibly put the pot on Shousuo's body, that old man, no one knows how much he knows how much is true and fake.

Ji Yu had also heard of Shousuo's reputation, the old man might be a monk, so he didn't ask any more, thinking that a child knew so much, and he also thought too much.

The daylight gradually slanted in the west, Ying Gongzi looked at the sunset in the sky, and said softly to Ji Yu: "This day is coming to an end, thank you uncle." ”

Ji Yu looked at Ying Gongzi, and didn't see any regret on his face, the stone in his heart was a little lighter, and he said bluntly: "I will make you the Marquis of Longevity, and let you live in the royal capital forever, are you satisfied?"

The word "longevity" has already expressed Ji Yu's goodwill, and "Hou" is the highest title at this time, and it can be regarded as preferential treatment.

"Uncle's arrangement is naturally excellent, and I have nothing to dissatisfaction with. Ying Gongzi said sincerely, what he originally asked for was just a peace and stability, and now he has been able to get what he wants, which is also a good thing.

Afterwards, Ying Gongzi asked Deng Kun what he meant, and transferred him to his side as the commander of the Hou Mansion's guards, the newly built Hou Mansion is quite large, and the people who followed Deng Kun basically followed, and they settled down again, but there were few dissatisfied.

After Ji Yu officially called the king, he did not change the title of the king of Wei, people who don't know probably think that the king is the surname "Wei", Wei Ying was curious to ask the reason, the other party just smiled, about him, the surname is not particularly important, after the death of General Ji, Ji's family is just ordinary to him, there is no need to exalt Ji's too much.

For the new Wei King who held the military power, the ministers' acceptance was still very high, and they even arranged a history of "Wei Ying's abdication" for this purpose, praising the world, but giving Wei Ying a good reputation.

Mrs. Ji didn't come to the royal capital, she couldn't get used to Ji Yu, so she simply didn't look at it, Mrs. Ji was originally going to come over, but she was stopped by Wei Ying, and only asked Mrs. Ji to find a good end for her, so young, there is no need to guard, and there is no chastity archway in vogue nowadays.

Mrs. Ji has always been a person who has no idea, with Mrs. Ji in charge, the person chosen will not be too bad, and in Jidi, the Ji family still has some prestige, and the Sun family looks at it, with the support of her own longevity marquis, Wei Ying is not afraid that she will have a bad life in the future.

In fact, she did have a good life, and after a year of marriage, she gave birth to a new child, and gradually the correspondence was slowed down.

Wei Ying only stayed in the royal capital for five years, thinking in her heart, and after talking to Ji Yu, she faked her death and fled. To him, the blood of King Wei is over.

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This world is over!

I almost followed the writing of the extra.,Let's go to the next chapter.,Divide it a little clearly.。