The armor warriors of the Xia Kingdom spent nearly 20 days busy to bring the preparations for the sealing of the Zen to an end.

At the same time, Ling Heng, the emperor of the Xia Kingdom, also issued a statement that he would start to hold a ceremony to seal the Zen in the early summer season, sealing the heavens and the earth, in order to repay merits and attract thousands of dynasties to congratulate.

"A man is alive, and he was born like Emperor Xia! Bringing ten thousand dynasties to congratulate, how happy, how domineering!"

"Choosing to seal Zen in Lixia, Emperor Xia has a good calculation, is this a hint that his country is as lush and leafy as early summer?"

"The history of the Three Emperors, the Eight Emperors, and the Little Kings must be rewritten. ”

"Xia Guodang is the overlord. ”

......

For a time, there was even more discussion on the mainland about the Xia Kingdom, and the Xia Kingdom has become an invincible overlord in the hearts of the people.

And Ling Heng, the initiator of the incident, was standing leisurely by the pool at the moment, holding a bowl in his left hand, and feeding the koi in the pool from time to time.

"Eat, eat. Ling Heng muttered to himself as he threw the food in his hand, just like a loving father's whisper as he watched a child eat.

Ye Xin slowly walked into the pool, and when he saw Ling Heng, he stepped forward and said, "Emperor?"

"Are you ready?" Ling Heng said in a non-hurried tone, maintaining the previous feeding action.

"Yes. Ye Xin lowered his head and replied, "Now that the innate masters are in place, they are just waiting for them to come." ”

Ling Heng was very satisfied with Ye Xin's reply, and at the same time, the smile on the corner of his mouth also showed that Ling Heng was in a good mood at this time.

Everyone in the world didn't know that the preparation for sealing Zen was just an excuse for Ling Heng to hide people's ears, for a dignified empire, it was easy to build temples and roads, the real reason was just that Ling Heng had set up his car and horse cannon and waited for their arrival.

Ling Heng looked at the koi swimming in the pond and muttering to himself, "I hope the sealing of Zen will go well." ”

......

A few days later, the night is not young, the sky is not dawn, and the foot of Jishan Mountain is already crowded with people.

The crowd washed away the cold of the early morning, and people's mood was hot.

Yi Feng and the three of them had also arrived early, quietly waiting for the arrival of the grand event in the crowded crowd.

Slowly, the envoys sent by various countries slowly entered the venue one after another amid the sound of drums.

Yi Feng looked from afar, but he also saw many familiar faces, Yi Zheng of Mu State, the prince of Yu State, and Feng Chang of Yasukuni......

During this period, Yi Feng also subconsciously paid attention to the officials sent by Yuguo, but unfortunately it was not the woman in his impression.

Gradually, the sun slowly rose, and countless clouds covered the sky as if they were dyed red.

The originally rhythmic drum beat suddenly turned urgent, and in the midst of a rapid drum beat, Ling Heng, the ruler of Great Xia, slowly appeared with a sword in his hand.

Yi Feng looked at Ling Yue who was following Ling Heng from a distance, the hand in his sleeve suddenly clenched, and his upper and lower teeth couldn't help but tremble.

Yes, it was this man who slaughtered his own clan and killed his own mother in front of him.

Although Yi Feng thinks he is growing up, he wants to face it with a normal heart. But when he saw Ling Heng again, Yi Feng knew that he couldn't forget it, Yi Feng would never forget him, and he couldn't forget that sword.

It's ridiculous that the former enemy is now enjoying the cheers of everyone in a bright and beautiful way, while he is hiding in the shadows like a mouse and peeping at himself.

At this moment, Yi Feng hated his incompetence and his powerlessness.

Ling Yue, who was following closely behind Ling Heng, seemed to feel that someone was staring at him, like a hungry wolf looking for food in the dark night, and the sharp green light made people shudder in the dark night. This feeling made Ling Yue a little uncomfortable, but he didn't find anything when he looked around.

After several unsuccessful glances, Ling Yue also withdrew his gaze and followed closely behind Ling Heng.

At the same time, Yi Feng, who was hiding behind Jun Xie, was also secretly relieved to see that Ling Yue was no longer looking around.

Ling Heng walked firmly, slowly walking towards Jishan step by step.

When they approached the envoys sent by various countries, the envoys congratulated one after another, and the words of praise were endless.

Ling Heng's right hand was still tightly gripping the sword in his hand, and his mouth was echoing everyone's praise.

After a few simple perfunctory words, Ling Heng continued to move forward, and the envoys followed suit.

When it came to the temple built by the soldiers, the ceremonial officer hurriedly handed over the ritual plate in his hand.

Whole grains were placed on the ceremonial plate, and a bowl of water was placed on the side.

Ling Heng finally let go of the hand holding the sword, took the ceremonial plate in the hand of the ceremonial officer, and stepped forward in a few steps.

The ceremonial officer stood aside and shouted loudly: "The earth has tolerance, educates sentient beings, and protects one party." Now give back with grains and report the work of the land. ”

"Kneel!"

With a bang, Ling Heng dragged his knees to the ground, and everyone behind him also knelt down one after another after Ling Heng knelt on the ground.

"Bye!"

Ling Heng respectfully placed the ceremonial plate in his hand on the ground, and then bowed respectfully. The rest of the people behind him also bowed respectfully.

After three breaths, everyone straightened their backs again.

"Bye-bye!"

The ceremonial officer fell again, and everyone bowed again with Ling Heng as the leader.

"Three bows!"

Again, the crowd responded and bowed again.

"Up!"

With a sound, only Ling Heng picked up the gift plate and got up.

After a few breaths, Ling Heng respectfully placed the ceremonial plate on the sacrificial platform, and then bowed down and slowly retreated.

When Ling Heng retreated to the same place, he straightened his waist again.

The ceremonial officer said again, "Licheng!"

In an instant, the gongs and drums shook the sky, and Ling Yue, Ye Xin and the others also got up in a joyful voice.

Yi Feng looked at Ling Heng's Feng Zen in the crowd, and his heart was also infected by the atmosphere at this time.

The ceremonial officer walked up to Ling Heng again, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, please come with me." ”

Ling Heng first looked around, then once again held his hand on the hilt of his saber and nodded at the salute officer.

The ceremonial officer bowed down to lead the way, Ling Heng and his party followed closely behind, and Ling Heng didn't stop nodding to the armor soldiers on both sides.

At the foot of Ji Mountain, looking at the continuous mountain road steps, Ling Heng didn't say much, and drew his sword. Frightened, the ceremonial officer hurriedly flashed aside.

I saw Ling Heng holding the sword in his hand and cutting it at the level of the stairs, and then slashing it on both sides.

The lowest floor of the stairs of the mountain road also came out.

An emperor is an emperor after all, and there is no need to be exhaustive. And this lowest staircase was originally deliberately left behind by the armor soldiers when they were building the mountain road, so it can be regarded as a road built by the emperor himself.

The stairs were repaired, Ling Heng stood with his sword in hand, and the ceremonial officer hurriedly stepped forward and handed out a handkerchief.

Ling Heng took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the saber in his hand seriously.

"Keng~"

When the sword was re-sheathed, Ling Heng also casually handed the handkerchief back to the ceremonial officer.

Looking at the mountain road that went straight into the sky, Ling Heng couldn't help but feel proud in his heart.

"The mountains are not tired of being high, the sea is not tired of being deep, the sword is pointing to the universe, and the world is in the heart!"

Ling Heng couldn't help but express the pride and ambition in his heart, and with another long howl, he said, "Go up the mountain!"