Under the auspices of the funeral officer, the luxurious body was put into a coffin and rested in the luxurious mourning hall of the royal family of Beiji, ready to hold a funeral ceremony on a selected day. Mrs. Li, Mrs. Xi, the third prince of Zhengjing and other relatives and relatives wore linen and filial piety, cried and cried, and kept vigil for the soul.

In order to stabilize Ye Li, Fu Xinbo convened all the ministers to discuss the obituary, but it was difficult to have appropriate words for a while, because Ye Li's father could not be said directly, and there must be a decent statement. The ministers discussed for most of the night, and finally said, "Bo Tuo was infected with the Qiang insect disease, and the dragon died due to ineffective treatment." and so on to tell the world. After that, it was decided that Yuan Rongqi Feiyang would personally go to Yanjing Mountain to ask the national teacher to go down the mountain and surrender to Yeli.

After everyone finished discouraging, they let go of a heavy boulder in their hearts and dispersed one after another. Yan Feiyang took two entourages overnight and hurried all the way to Yanjing Mountain.

The next day, the obituary was proclaimed in the world, and the state was shaken for a while, and the world was in suspense, and the funeral ceremony was held for arrogance.

The people of the Tiandu Sacred Palace faintly heard the rumors coming out of the palace: Botuo was killed by the second prince, but the second prince had obviously been killed alive by the court staff, but where did a second prince emerge? Moreover, the obituary said that Botuo died of a Qiang insect disease, how could it be said that the second prince killed him? The rumors were confusing, making people feel like falling into a five-mile foggy river, so the people had many suspicions, and all kinds of gossip spread all over the world.

When Fu Xinbo heard the rumors, his heart was like fire, and he walked in the palace with the funeral officer every day, holding various funeral ceremonies including offerings and excesses, while carefully stabilizing the night departure, while looking forward to the early entry of the national teacher into the court.

Yan Feiyang rushed all the way for three days, arrived at Yanjing Mountain, visited Ling Kongzi, and explained what happened in the Tiandu Holy Palace.

Lingkongzi was shocked when he heard this, and he sat for a long time before he came back to his senses, and then ordered Fei Yang to go down the mountain slowly, while he carried the dust in his arms, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and hurriedly went down the Sky Ridge first.

Ling Kongzi hurried and rushed to the Tiandu Holy Palace.

When he arrived at the Tiandu Sacred Palace, it was nightfall, and the sky was full of stars, so Ling Kongzi went straight to Zaifu's mansion, flew down in front of the gatehouse, and signed up to see Zaifu Fu Simbo.

When the doorman heard that the national teacher was coming, he hurriedly reported it.

Fu Simbo was so anxious that he couldn't sleep day and night, and when he heard the news, he welcomed the volley into the inner hall barefoot.

For a while, they saluted each other, offered tea, and sat down.

Fu Xin Bohao sighed, and before he could speak, old tears were already pouring down.

Seeing this scene, Ling Kongzi was also quite miserable, and persuaded: "Lao Zaifu mourns, the evil obstacle has done such a great rebellion, and heaven does not allow him, and the mountain people do not allow him. ”

"National teacher, whether Bei Jiguo can escape the catastrophe this time depends on you. Fusimber said with tears in his eyes.

"Although Lao Zaifu can rest assured, the mountain people have their own way. Ling Kongzi said.

"This demon doesn't know what Taoist skills he has cultivated on Lingruo Island, the black aura is sky-high, invulnerable, hundreds of palace guards can't help him, the national teacher should be careful. Fusimber remembered the scene of that day, and his heart palpitated.

"How capable can this evil obstacle be! Tomorrow, lead him into the Taimiao, and the mountain people will teach him a good lesson. Ling Kongzi disagreed.

"Lead him into the temple?" Fu Simbo was confused.

"Yes, the mountain people want to ask him to judge himself and apologize under the throne of the 'Three Saints'. If you still listen to the mountain man, you will read that he knows his mistake and give him a whole corpse; if you don't listen to the mountain man, you can only take his head and hang it in the country, so as to set an example to the world. Ling Kongzi said.

"It seems that the national teacher is still reluctant. Fu Xinbo vaguely figured out the mind of the volley.

"Hey...... The fault of the apprentice, the fault of the master, the mountain man and him have been with him for 16 years day and night like father and son, if he can be made to regret before he dies, it will not be in vain that the mountain man taught him 16 years. Ling Kongzi sighed very sadly.

Fu Xinbo nodded: "Then tomorrow's affairs of the Taimiao will all depend on the national teacher." ”

"It is about the education of the country and the customs of the people, how dare the mountain people slack off. Botuo has gone, the dragons have no leader, at this very moment, the mountain people have no choice but to be the master: tomorrow I will ask Lao Zaifu to call all the ministers to go to the Taimiao together, as for the royal family and relatives have filial piety, they will be exempted for the time being. Ling Kongzi said.

"The national teacher is extremely worried. The national teacher has worked hard all the way, so please go and rest first, and the old minister will do it. "Fu Simbo said, summon the night attendant, and lead the volley into the wing room to sleep.

Ling Kongzi got up and went with the waiter.

Fusin Bo walked out of the inner hall and came to the courtyard, and when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a large dark cloud coming from the south, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that tomorrow there will be a storm, whether it is a blessing or a curse, let it be fate." ”

Sighing, Fu Simbo called the palace guards to prepare the carriage and went to the provinces overnight to deliver the news.

Yeli and the princes of Zhengjing and the ladies of the palace kept vigil in the mourning hall to protect the spirit.

After staying up for a few nights in a row, Ye Li couldn't stay up, so he retired from the mourning hall and rested temporarily in the palace.

The next day, when the sky was light, there was a sudden rumbling thunder in the sky, which woke Ye Li from his deep sleep. When he opened his eyes and looked out the window, he saw that the sky was overcast, thunder and lightning, but it was about to rain heavily.

Yeli got up and got out of bed, finished dressing and washing, and walked to the front of the bronze frame, wanting to take a picture of his face, but at this moment a thunderbolt came in, shaking the copper frame to a shaky one, and a flash of light flashed over the bronze mirror, reflecting his red hair and black face very clearly. Ye Xuan was startled, and sighed sadly: "How can my current dignity be worthy of Xi'er." ”

This thought was just over, and another explosion of thunder was about to come in, which shook the seats and rolled up, and then the heavy rain poured down, swept across the windowsill, splashing countless raindrops, jumping like pearls, and shining with crystals.

When he was leaving his mind at night, the palace guard suddenly came to report: Lao Zaifu asked the second prince to go to Taimiao.

Yeli has lived in the Tiandu Holy Palace for a few months, and has never entered the Taimiao to worship incense, but he knows that the Taimiao is a place to worship the ancestors, a sacred and inviolable place for the royal family, and there must be something important, so he didn't think about it for a while, and he didn't take the demon sword, but he put on a rain and came to the Taimiao with the palace guards.

The torrential rain came very quickly, as if it was pouring down, and the world was misty and obscure.

Yeli faced the wind and rain, carried the thunder, followed the palace guards, passed through a few moon-shaped gates, walked through a few gravel paths, and came to the marble steps of the Taimiao Temple of the King of Beiji. The guard stopped and didn't move forward.

Yeli raised his eyes and looked up.

Under the gray sky, the temple stands quietly on a high place, carved beams and painted buildings, arches and cornices, all mysteriously show the awe-inspiring majesty of the royal family.

Suddenly, Yeli seemed to feel that his steps were much heavier, and he slowly walked up the stairs step by step.

The heavy rain swept on the marble steps of a ladder, and the water droplets jumped lively, weaving a curtain of rain, faintly making it impossible to see ahead.

Night Leave Walk Walk, Walk Walk...... As soon as I looked up, I saw two mighty beasts sitting between heaven and earth, the gate of the temple was open in ochre, in which the candlelight flickered, the sandalwood was swirling, and countless gloomy eyes blinked one by one, which was daunting.

Yeli slowly stepped into the gate of the temple, lifted the top of the rain hat, and only then did he catch a glimpse of the figures in the hall under the light and candle shadow: the civil and military officials, all gathered together, opened their eyes one by one, and glared angrily, as if they wanted to swallow him in one bite.

Yeli glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Fu Xinbo in front of the incense case, and asked in a deep voice, "Old Zaifu, why did you ask me to come here?"

"Rebel, look: what's on it?" Fu Xinbo suddenly said in a loud voice, pointing his finger at the "Three Saints" god position high above.

Ye Li did not expect Fu Xinbo to suddenly speak to him in such a stern tone, and the previous low voice was like two people, and he couldn't help but be slightly angry in his heart, although he didn't know that at this time, the Minister of Chinese and Wu had the national master Ling Kongzi behind him!

"What kind of tricks are you guys playing, are you trying to use those wooden signs to press me?"

"Rebel son, take a good look! These are the divine positions of your ancestors and ancestors, and at the top are the "three saints" of Wuzu Botuo, Wensheng Yin Yizi and Protector Immortal Bengzu!"

"Hmph, so what?"

If you still have the heart of shame and remorse, you should be under the throne of the "Three Sages" today and apologize for your crimes!

"Yes!

"Self-punishable!"

"Self-Judgment and Apology ......"

The civil and military ministers in the hall gritted their teeth and glared one by one, waved their arms and clenched their fists, and shouted loudly together.

"Hahahaha...... Aha...... "Yeli was ashamed and angry, but looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

Suddenly, the wild laughter stopped abruptly, and Yeli said hatefully: "It turns out that you have already set up a trick to make me kill myself under these wooden signs! You don't have to daydream! I can't fall for your tricks at night!"

Before he could say anything, Yeli angrily pounced on the offering seat, stretched out his hand and grabbed the "Three Saints" divine seat, all of them were stacked together, snapped into two with a click, and threw them to His Highness, and then pushed the other gods on the offering seat down and kicked them flying, "Can these rotten wood brands also crush me?" I will smash them all today, see what you can do to me?!"

Suddenly, the fire and candles in the hall splashed everywhere, and the gods flew wildly, and they fell to the ground with a bang.

When all the ministers of civil and military affairs saw this scene, they were all terrified and frightened, and they all fell back more than ten meters away, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

At this time, I suddenly heard a loud shout: "Evil obstacles!

When the words fell, a figure flew up to the confession like lightning, shook the dust in his hand, and forced Ye Li to fall from the main hall.