On the day of the festival to the sky, the sky near the Shendu is bright, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and it is a beautiful scene.

The princes, princes, and grandchildren stationed outside the city finally dressed up today, and under the huge pomp, they slowly entered the great city of the divine capital, and went all the way towards the Temple of Heaven.

Along the way, many residents of the Shendu gathered on both sides of the connection, curiously looking at this gorgeous procession.

Most people were curious and amazed, but only some old scholars shook their heads with a sad look when they saw the kings enter Beijing like this.

In addition to the members of the royal family, the rest of the forces also took action.

Confucianism is the most convenient, who said that they have been suppressed by the imperial court for many years, but in the end they are still a member of the imperial court system, so the main combat force arranged by Confucianism was all mixed into the ranks of the Ministry of Rites at this time, and they stood in front of the Temple of Heaven early.

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism also used their own means, dressed up one after another, replaced the original guards, and then they disguised themselves as guards to enter the vicinity of the Temple of Heaven.

By the end of the day, everyone had already reached the Temple of Heaven, and the dense crowd stood on the vast square in front of the Temple of Heaven, waiting for the arrival of the Holy Son of Heaven.

The Temple of Heaven is not tall, but especially its historical sacred status, as well as the constant worship of ancient and modern children, have their own mysterious atmosphere.

Xue Yue mingled in the crowd of the Ministry of Rites, patiently waiting for the unfolding of things.

Finally, the eunuch in the distance came with a shout, "The Holy Son of Heaven has arrived, bow down and greet him!" ”

At this time, both the minister's guards and the various high-ranking people disguised as the minister's guards all knelt down on the hard ground.

The ground was paved with gold bricks, hard and cold, just like Xue Yue's heart at the moment.

His gaze crossed the rows of heads, and finally saw a Luan driver coming slowly, and on the side of the Luan driver, there was also a slightly shorter soft sedan chair.

On this soft sedan chair, lying slightly is the current national teacher Moro!

He turned out to be the same as the Son of Heaven, who was carried by people, which shows how much this national teacher is all smoked by the sky.

And at this time, it was also the first time that Xue Yue really saw the appearance of the Holy Son of Heaven and Mo Luo.

The Son of Heaven was about the middle of the year, wearing a dragon robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a crown on his head, with twelve hanging down on the front and back, covering part of his face.

Even so, Xue Yue could see that this Saint Heavenly Son's eyes were like torches, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of being controlled by others.

On the contrary, the Moro beside him, thin and swarthy, covered in skin and bones, if you remove his luxurious robes, I am afraid that he is not as good as the average old peasant!

Xue Yue knew that this was just an appearance.

With his five senses, which are more ordinary than others, there is an extremely huge power in his current Moro body, and his cultivation level must be far greater than that of everyone present.

Even if he was hiding extremely tightly at the moment, Xue Yue could feel that around his body, there was a layer of obscure aura wrapped around him.

Any divine thought, as soon as it touched these breaths, would be dissolved and swallowed, so that it would be impossible to accurately probe his true cultivation realm.

The Son of Heaven and Moro and his party came slowly, with a samurai in front of them, guards on both sides, and a forest of umbrellas, which was really extraordinary.

"All the ministers are flat!"

Before the Son of Heaven arrived at the Temple of Heaven, he was helped by a prince to get off the Luan car, looked at the many people kneeling in front of him, raised his hand slightly, and said loudly.

His tone was extremely soft, like a spring flowing in a meandering stream, clear and bright.

But when it came to everyone's ears, it was unusually clear, as if the Holy Son of Heaven was standing in everyone's ears and speaking.

Xue Yue was awe-inspiring in his heart, he didn't expect that this Saint Heavenly Son would have such a cultivation.

"Thank you!"

After the crowd bowed again, they all stood up and waited quietly for the ceremony to take place.

"Well, the decree!"

The Son of Heaven seemed to be very satisfied with the people in front of him, and bowed slightly, and commanded the prince beside him.

The prince immediately took out a scroll of holy decree from his sleeve and read it aloud: "Fengtian carries the emperor, the holy son of heaven edict says: Today, there are famines and disasters everywhere, cults have sprung up, and the people have been devastated, and I can't bear to ...... it!" ”

At this moment, a long howl suddenly came from a distance, and at first it was very far away, and by the time the last word was reached.

"Faint King! You still have the face to worship the heavens, and return the lives of my three thousand and one hundred disciples from the Heavenly Gate! ”

When the words fell, Xue Yue saw an old man in tattered clothes, flying down from mid-air, slashing the atmosphere with one palm, and slashing towards the Son of Heaven.

Under the palm of this person's hand, the qi is immense, and the atmosphere is like a cracked silk, which is divided into two, forming two milky white qi waves, which are stirred out to both sides.

Only the edge of the old man's palm condensed into a pale blue and transparent qi blade three or four zhang long, cutting directly at the head of the Holy Son of Heaven.

Xue Yue looked carefully, this old man was obviously fighting for his life, and in addition to the drumming true qi all over his body, his skin was full of fine blood beads.

This is the result of his desperate urging!

After this blow, even if he could kill the Son of Heaven, he would not be able to escape the end of the broken tendons and veins, and the true qi would backfire.

It can be said that this old man, at the cost of his life, burst out with such a sharp blow.

can pay such a price, this old man, and the Tongtianmen in his mouth, must have suffered a tragic thing unimaginable to ordinary people, otherwise who would give up his life to burst out such a decisive blow?

It's a pity that even though this person has already had the heart to die and exploded the most brilliant blow in his life, it is still impossible to have any impact on the king in front of him.

The fact is just as Xue Yue thought, without the help of the Holy Son of Heaven, the guards surrounding him were already in the middle of the storm, intercepted before the palm blade.

"Escort!"

"Look for death!"

One on the left and one on the right, two guards with knives each punched a punch.

The left guard punched with the sound of wind and thunder, and the punch slammed into the pale cyan qi blade, instantly shattering it and disintegrating.

The guard on the right side punched like a landslide, the fist was huge and heavy, the void under the fist peak was solidified, and the atmosphere was solidified.

The old man was like a fly trapped in amber, and he was hit by a fist with a bang, and his whole body made a crisp sound.

When the left and right guards had all landed on the ground, the old man was full of unwillingness and resentment, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and he fell to the ground in a disorderly manner.

Long before he hit the ground, he had already been shattered by the strength of his fist, the muscles, veins, bones and internal organs of his body, and what fell at this time was nothing more than a shattered flesh and skin sac.

"Get this old man away!"

From beginning to end, the Son of Heaven has always been as calm as a secluded pool, so calm that it is chilling.

It was only at this time that Xue Yue really knew this king.

Looking at Moro beside him, he always had a smiling expression, hiding his sinister intentions in the solemn treasure.

These two people, in essence, are all the way!

(End of chapter)

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