Along the way, the Immortal Prayer and the Dark Cold Fall did not speak, because in this solemn and quiet place, saying one more inconsequential word is a blasphemy against the gods, and for the Hades Gate that believes in the Phoenix, it is only possible to see the demeanor of the Phoenix when you climb to the top. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The palace at the top of the hill is large, imposing, dazzling, and there is a nine-story pagoda with a white glow on the orb. This tower houses the ranks of the emperors of the past dynasties, which is also known as the sacred shaman's tower.

There was only one shaman and a young man at the top of the phoenix. He looked older than Coldfall, dressed in white robes and holding a scepter, and he was otherworldly, and he was a serenity beyond the mortal, guiding people into a calm heart.

This shaman is also a member of the underworld, and they have always served as a shaman, never entering the mortal world, because they are like a truly noble phoenix, and they cannot stay in the filthy mortal world.

The lengthy ritual continued in the mouth of the shaman, and the cold fell before kneeling before the ancestral spirit to be baptized.

At the end of the festival, he will remain alone in the tower until dawn on the third day.

The young priest stepped out of the sacrificial tower, and the door behind him slowly closed. The emperor waiting outside the tower is looking at the sea of clouds, above this peak, the clouds cover all the prosperity of the world, leaving a pure white.

"Your Majesty."

"Chunyuan, your father has been doing well lately." This shaman's name is Chunyuan, and their clan was separated from the underworld, because they were born unable to enter the world, and could not be disturbed by the mortal world, and they have served as a priest from ancient times to the present, far away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world. Therefore, they abandoned the surname of the underworld, and could only use the last word in their father's name as the surname, which could not be repeated by tens of generations.

"My father's health has always been weak, and he has had to wear out too much over the years, but he can barely survive."

"He's still so young." The former shaman had helped him a lot, and they were about the same age, one of them seemed to have never grown old, and the other was already dying.

"The emperor doesn't have to be sentimental, this is our fate." They possess divine powers that mortals can't touch, but they are confined to this square inch. They were not born as strong as the princes of the Underworld, nor could they practice martial arts, they had a short lifespan, and they could not find freedom in their lifetimes.

"It's just that this hundred-year sacrifice is coming soon, I don't know what the emperor has planned?"

Chunyuan also knew that this was a question that the emperor wanted to avoid, and sending his own children to the altar would be desperate for any father.

Seeing that the emperor was silent, he could guess that the prince who was going to be sent to the altar was the one who had just entered the sacrificial tower.

"What happens if I disobey the teachings of my ancestors?"

Chunyuan shook his head and said nothing, if he didn't send sacrifices, the souls of the dead in the Xun River would go berserk, and then the seal would be broken, the ancient beasts would come out, and the entire land would fall into a sea of fire.

In this matter, Chunyuan cannot give any opinion, and pain and glory are always together.

"I can only choose to postpone the sacrifice for twenty years." Twenty years from now, what the world will become is not something he should have to think about.

Chunyuan half-opened his mouth in surprise, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.

Twenty years later, who should send their children to the altar?

"It's never a long-term solution." In order to keep the land peaceful, the Hades Gate has been looking for a way to completely purify the undead and kill the beasts. Ming Qiran hated such a fate, he and Luo'er were both the products of the calculation of the ancestors of the Hades, and the predecessors had already calculated that this sacrificial person was destined to be a cold fall.

It began to snow, and it was the first snow of the year, and it didn't stop for three days.

In the early morning of the third day, the second prince and the third prince led the civil and military ministers to greet the emperor and the four princes at the entrance of the summit and the phoenix top, but when the sky was bright at noon, they did not see the emperor and the four princes, and this group of civil and military ministers must not start to stir.

"Brother Huang, my father and Luo'er haven't come down yet, will something happen? Shall we go up and have a look? ”

The second prince Yang Heng is a steady personality, although he is silent now, but the slight frown also reveals his heart, he is a little worried, and a little nervous.

He and the moon had only been on the top of the phoenix once, and they could not step into the top of the phoenix again in this life without permission. At the entrance, in addition to these outsiders, there are also witches from the Feather Spring Palace. These shrine maidens, who were responsible for protecting the entire sacred land, looked young, but all of them wore white armor, swords and spears, and were mighty and imposing.

Yang Heng walked up to ask why, but a young woman immediately stopped him.

"Your Highness, please go back, you are not allowed to enter without permission."

"There is a rumor above, why haven't my father and fourth brother returned yet?"

"The Lord Shaman has not heard anything, please be patient."

The moon slowly paced to the side of the dark yang heng, looking at this beautiful witch with a cold face, as if she was frozen by the wind and snow.

"I see you are beautiful, but I never thought that your personality was so cold, I like it." The moon reached out lightly and touched the beauty's chin, and the witch was like a thorny hedgehog, and immediately dodged, holding her hand on the hilt of the sword, as if there was a possibility of drawing the sword.

"The sacred place of Yuquan Palace, I hope His Highness will respect himself."

He only knew that this place was very cold, except for the cold wind, there was no fun, and only these fools would treat it as a sacred place.

"Third brother, don't come nonsense."

The moon spread out her hands indifferently, and suddenly they felt a shaking, what kind of powerful force actually made the entire Chengfeng Ding tremble a few times.

Both the Yang Heng and the Moon looked up at the seemingly distant Chengfeng Peak in shock, and the witches here were also very surprised, such a vibration had never happened in hundreds of years.

"What's going on?"

Even the palace at the foot of the mountain felt the shaking, and the occasional falling rocks made people feel frightened. Xiao Shichen looked at this towering peak, and he didn't know what was happening above.

After the expiration of the three days, the four princes had not yet come out of the sacrificial tower, and the emperor and Chunyuan were worried about him, and the two entered the sacrificial tower one after another. This sacrificial tower has nine floors, the emperor once climbed to the eighth floor, and he never climbed the ninth floor.

In fact, there is no mechanism formation on this tower, it is just a simple placement of the tablets of the ancestors, and occasionally there are some mysterious scrolls, but no one can understand the words inside.

Coldfall was indeed on the top of the ninth floor of the tower, and above his head was the glowing orb, and directly below the orb there was a small altar, and on the altar there was a bright sword, and the sword was carved with some words, the meaning of which Coldfall could probably understand. He looked up at the orb, and its light shone on the sword, making it glow faintly.

Stygian Hanluo stroked the sword body curiously, and couldn't resist the temptation to pick it up from the altar. At this moment, the entire Chengfeng top began to shake.

"Drop, put down."

Stygian Coldfall was shocked by the sound of Stygian's prayer and immediately put the sword back in its place. Putting the sword back in its place, the trembling immediately stopped.

"Father, this ......"

"This sword contains powerful energy, and it is rumored that it has given birth to a sword spirit, but now it is receiving the essence of the sun and the moon, so it will be more manic if it leaves the sword platform." Chunyuan explained.

Is there really a power in this world that is beyond human power? Stygian Coldfall couldn't help but touch the words on the hilt of the sword.

"Feng Ming."

The two words on the hilt of this sword are Feng Ming, just when the cold fell and held the sword in his hand, he seemed to see a fiery phoenix, and he thought that this was the origin of the name of this sword.

"Luo'er, can you read the text on it?" Shen Qiran was surprised, the text on it had long been lost, and if he didn't know the origin of this sword before, he would definitely not know the name of this sword.

For a moment, he didn't know how to explain it, and he had accidentally learned some ancient characters.

"When this sword was held in my hand, I happened to see a soaring phoenix, so I just guessed that these two words might be phoenix."

He didn't know how much the two of them believed in this explanation, Chunyuan smiled naturally, and he walked into the altar and looked at the Fengming sword that he would see every day.

"This sword is the Fengming Sword, and it is also fate that His Royal Highness can see its true body."

Shen Qiran didn't like this kind of fate, he didn't want Shen Hanluo to get involved in any matter of the Hades clan, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed at the moment, and then took Shen Hanluo's hand and went down the sacrificial tower step by step.