On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the ceremony of worshiping the heavens was held at Shenlongtai.

Located in the center of Shenlong City, Shenlong Terrace is a high platform with four staircases and a giant dragon statue in the middle.

The history of the Shenlong country's sacrificial ceremony has a long history, it is said that the lord of the dragon country has the help of the dragon, swept away many hostile forces, and can raise the flag to establish the country, so the dragon is the name of the country, the dragon is the totem, every year on the fifteenth day of the first month, it is the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, the contemporary lord worships the totem, one does not forget the grace of the dragon to help each other, and the other is to have the blessing of the gods in the dark, and the country is rejuvenated.

Because of the matter of Tianxiang Pavilion, Long Beiri and others, who were originally going to return to Shoujun after reporting their work, were also left by Long Haotian to participate in the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, especially the trouble caused by the king of Xijun this time, which can be big or small, and before Long Haotian is clearly punished, he cannot leave the capital.

In addition to the ministers of civil and military affairs, Long Haotian also invited the rootless Taoist and Bu Xing'en, and also brought the prince Long Fei to worship the heavens together.

Long Haotian worked hard to govern the country, there were few princes under his knees, Long Fei was the youngest prince, fourteen years old, but he was smart since he was a child, both civil and military, and he was deeply loved by Long Haotian.

The Divine Dragon Kingdom is a country based on martial arts, and Long Haotian himself is also a strong warrior, but after contacting the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen, he knows that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are immortals outside the people, and the existence of cultivators is a blessing and a curse for ordinary people, and for those in power, the existence of this kind of power that they cannot control is a potential threat.

Long Haotian invited the rootless Taoist and Bu Xingen to attend the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, on the one hand, he was worried that Hua Meiniang would go and return and come to snatch the so-called millennium dragon yuan, on the other hand, Long Haotian also wanted to take the opportunity of sacrificing the sky to let his favorite prince Long Fei participate together, to see if there was a chance to worship the rootless Taoist or Bu Xingen as a teacher, if there was a cultivator in his bloodline, then the imperial power would definitely be more stable.

The festival is a royal ceremony, but also a grand ceremony for the people, the chamber of commerce in the dragon city will send representatives every year, on the day of the festival to use the float to parade the street, there are more Oiran on the float to perform talents, Tianxiang Pavilion did not participate in this time because of the accident, but it did not affect the other business houses, a circle of sergeants around the Shenlong Terrace is isolated, the people watched the float show, together with the gathered floats are here to watch the ceremony.

The ceremonial official read out the sacrifice astronomy, announcing the official start of the ceremony of sacrificing the sky, and for a while, the salute rang out, Long Haotian and the prince Long Fei, bowed down in front of the dragon statue, knelt three times and knocked nine times, and the four county kings, civil and military officials and the surrounding people also bowed to the ground.

In contrast, the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen stood out from the crowd, which seemed a little abrupt, and because of this, when everyone was worshipping, the two of them sensed that there seemed to be a breath in the underworld at the same time, floating above everyone's heads, scattering around the dragon statue, and then slowly absorbed by the statue.

"Brother Bu, do you feel it?" In the battle of Tianxiang Pavilion, the Rootless Dao people and Bu Xingen were in the same boat, and they were already called brothers.

"Brother Wugen, do you feel it too? Could this be the legendary mortal incense?" said Bu Xingen.

The rootless Taoist listened to Bu Xingen's words, nodded slowly, Bu Xingen's guess coincided with his inner thoughts, it seems that this heavenly sacrifice ceremony is not without a target, the mortal incense produced by the thousand-year-old worship is not in a small number, if there is really a divine dragon, then the statement that the real dragon appears to descend the dragon yuan is very likely to be true, and it can be an eye-opener if it is not said to be later.

As the ceremonial official announced a sacrifice to the sky, everyone got up, Long Haotian was about to introduce Long Fei to the rootless Taoist and Bu Xingen, the dragon statue behind him suddenly shone brightly, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes to block, only to see a dragon that was the same as the statue, slowly emerging from the statue, floating in the air staring at everyone.

An invisible coercion surged out, with the giant dragon as the center, it was constantly transmitted to the surroundings, Long Haotian and the others bore the brunt, and the unbearable sense of oppression forced everyone to kneel on the ground again.

Although the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen were cultivators, they could not resist this force, and the two of them only maintained themselves without kneeling, but their bodies were also bent forward to resist the invisible impact.

The giant dragon glanced at the rootless Taoist and Bu Xingen, and then looked at Long Haotian, and let out a roaring sound from his mouth, which was vaguely heard: "Thousands of years of worship, give Er Longyuan, so that you can cherish it." Immediately after the dragon's big mouth, a ball surrounded by golden light slowly fell, Long Haotian hurriedly raised his hands, wanting to hold the golden dragon yuan, but found that the direction of Long Yuan was not himself, but the prince Long Fei beside him.

Long Fei was lying on the ground at this time, trying to look up, refusing to miss the opportunity for the dragon to appear, when he suddenly saw a golden ball flying towards him, and his father encouraged him to look at him, so he reached out and grabbed the ball.

As soon as the ball touched Long Fei's hand, it burrowed into Long Fei's body and disappeared in an instant. Long Haotian and Long Fei were both startled, and couldn't help but look at the dragon, hoping to get an explanation, but the dragon was just an energy form and couldn't exist for too long.

"Fei'er, what's wrong with you?" asked Long Haotian worriedly to Long Fei.

"Father, the child is fine, it's just that the little ball just got into the body, and now I feel warm and comfortable. Long Fei replied.

"Congratulations to the lord of the country, the classical record of Long Yuan is the essence of the dragon itself, with the effect of washing muscles and cutting veins, the prince has absorbed Long Yuan, and the future is limitless. "The rootless Taoist saw the process of the dragon appearing to lower the dragon with his own eyes, and at this moment he congratulated Long Haotian, Bu Xingen did not speak on the side, but he also looked at Long Fei eagerly, although he disdained to snatch it, but the dragon chose to give Long Yuan to Long Fei instead of Long Haotian, which was also a kind of luck.

Cultivators believe that heaven and earth are ruthless, but there is a way to do it, and luck is a plus for cultivating the truth and seeking the Tao.

Long Hao Tianshen was not angry that he didn't get Long Yuan, he originally brought Long Fei here in the hope that he could enter the cultivation and stabilize his own country, but when he heard the words of the rootless Taoist, he laughed even more. At this time, the kings of the four counties and the civil and military officials also bowed to Long Haotian, and the surrounding people shouted "Long live the dragon, long live the lord of the country." ”

Just when everyone was happy, a scream came from a distance, and I saw a black shadow flying in the sky, it was a black-haired giant vulture, and a man in black sat on it, raising his head and howling.

In the blink of an eye, a man and an eagle arrived at the top of the Shenlong Platform, and the black-clothed man stretched out his hand and struck out a ball of fire, roaring towards the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen on the Shenlong Platform.

The Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen didn't expect this person to make a move as soon as they came, and they didn't have time to block it, so they could only pull the people around them to dodge. The man in black forced back the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen with a palm, turned and jumped off the vulture, and pounced towards the dragon.

Long Haotian was shocked and wanted to step forward to stop him, but was swept away by the man in black with a wave of his hand. The man in black grabbed the dragon and flew into the air and threw it, the giant vulture seemed to be human, and after catching the dragon flying, it circled over the dragon platform.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why did you capture my prince? Long Haotian struggled to get up from the ground with the support of the Rootless Daoist.

"Hahaha, mortal ant, don't deserve to ask my name. The man in black laughed arrogantly, stretched out his hand and pointed at the Rootless Daoist and Bu Xingen, and said, "You two had better not stop me from killing people and killing people, or I will even avenge Hua Meiniang's revenge." ”

"Presumptuous. Bu Xingen's temper was shorter than that of the Rootless Daoist, and as soon as he heard the words of the man in black, he directly sacrificed the medicine pestle and waved it at him.

The man in black saw the medicine pestle smashing it, he didn't dodge or dodge, he stretched out his hand and slapped it again, and a ball of flame erupted out, instantly blocking the medicine pestle, and there was still room for it to wrap around Bu Xingen. As soon as Bu Xingen wanted to resist, the rootless Daoist rushed out from one side, shouting "danger" in his mouth, and pulled Bu Xingen aside.

Bu Xingen just wanted to speak, but he felt a pain in his chest, his magic weapon medicine pestle was burned by the flames of the man in black, and the place where he stood just now was even scorched by the flames.

"Hehe, old Zamao, I didn't expect you to have a little vision, since you two want to find death, I don't mind killing a few more people, everyone here today will die, so I will use you to sacrifice my samadhi true fire. The man in black sneered, waved his hands, and a circle of flames centered on him, spreading out in all directions, attacking everyone.

The Rootless Daoist pulled Long Haotian and the injured Bu Xingen back instantly, and although the rest of the people had already run away when the man in black had just come down, there were still unlucky ghosts who were caught up by the flames and instantly burned into a pile of black ashes.

Just when the man in black was proud, the dragon statue in the dragon platform was also attacked by flames, the dragon statue suddenly shone brightly, and the dragon projection that had just disappeared appeared again, only to see the dragon's big mouth, roaring at the man in black, and an invisible force blasted towards the man in black.

The black-clothed man's face changed greatly, and in a hurry, he could only block his hands in front of his chest, and as soon as his body touched the dragon's roar, he was like a heavy blow, spitting blood from his mouth and constantly retreating, and in a panic, he could only take advantage of the situation to fall backwards, fly out of the ground, summon vultures in the air, and flee in the wilderness.