PS: I just received the news in the afternoon that the district where I live is going to have a power outage, from tomorrow to next Thursday, so I'll rush out two chapters first, explain the situation, and the call will be restored.

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February 2, Songhai.

The warm morning sun is shining on the earth, and the slightly cold black is slowly receding, and it is a new day.

Zhang Liang and Wei Zhuang stood side by side, the pale golden morning light casting a slightly dim shadow, and the black jade unicorn loomed in it.

"It's a new year again, and I'm going to start again!" Wei Zhuang's slightly deep voice has its own unique charm.

"yes, this winter has been really comfortable." Zhang Liang said this, paused slightly, looked up at the fading Qixing, and said in a deep voice, "It's set sail——! ”

In ancient times, it was observed that the dragon star star rises from the eastern night sky in spring. Autumn falls in the west, and its cycle and orientation coincide with the agricultural cycle of the year.

In spring, when farming begins, the dragon constellation begins to rise in the eastern night sky, revealing a bright dragon head, and in summer, crops grow, and the dragon constellation hangs in the southern night sky; In autumn, the crops are abundant, and the dragon star also begins to fall in the west; In winter, everything lurks, and the dragon star is also hidden below the northern horizon.

And every year on the night of the second day of the second lunar month, the Canglong constellation begins to emerge from the east, and the horns of the dragon, representing the dragon's horns, begin to appear from the eastern horizon, and about an hour later, the dragon's throat, rises above the horizon, and near midnight, the dragon's claws, also appear.

Now, the dragon raises its head, and the mirage begins!

Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed, looking at the figure in the huge building ship through the steaming mist in the morning light.

The robe is fluttering, the high crown is tied with hair, the king in the clouds, he is really dignified!

"Nope! It should be said that the fairy wind is right, Wei Zhuang. Zhang Liang seemed to see through Wei Zhuang's thoughts, and added a sentence with a light smile, Wei Zhuang looked stunned, and then sneered undeniably: "Immortal wind bones!" Hmph—"

Watching the huge building ship gradually move away, Wei Zhuang turned his face sideways and looked at Zhang Liang, who was still calm, "Yingzheng's plan has begun, you don't seem to be worried at all?" ”

"The big plan?" These two words were said slowly by Zhang Liang, but they seemed unusually ironic, "It is impossible to say whether it will be successful or not...... Last night's stars, the dragon rose, and chaos was born, it was the time when the dragon and snake landed! ”

"Then, who is the snake and who is the dragon!" Wei Zhuang asked in a deep voice.

"The way to view the sky, the trip to the sky, all the way. There are five thieves in the sky, and those who see them are prosperous. The five thieves are in the heart, and they are carried out in the sky. The universe cares about the hand, and all incarnations are born in the body. Nature, too. People's hearts, machines. The way of establishing heaven is to determine people. The sky kills, and the stars are easy to stay. The ground is killed, and the dragon and snake rise to land. People kill people, and heaven and earth repeat. Heaven and man are combined, and all things are determined. Sex is clumsy and can be hidden. The evil of the nine tricks, caring about the three things, can move. Fire is born of wood, and disaster will come. Traitors are born in the country, and they will collapse when the times come. Knowing and cultivating is called a saint.

This seems to be a majestic Qin, but it is already a vast building! ”

"Oh? I know that this phrase comes from the Yellow Emperor's Yin Fu Sutra, but you quote it here, how do you explain it? Obviously, compared to the straightforward martial arts, Wei Zhuang is not interested in this so-called metaphysics.

"If the country will decline, there will be an outlier, if the country will be defeated, there will be a mediocre king, if the country will die, there will be traitors, and if the country will be broken, there will be disaster."

"To be clear! Ovary! It was these mysterious and mysterious tones again, and Wei Zhuang was obviously a little irritable.

"Hehe, in short, the mirage is an outlier, Li Si is a traitor, and Yin and Yang are the evil!" Zhang Liang explained.

Looking at Wei Zhuang's still deeply furrowed brows, the ovary spoke again, "The mirage is the pinnacle of extreme mechanical arts, but it is also the most fatal ointment of the world, I remember that Zihong once told me in his early years, 'The people are the water, the king is the boat, the water can carry the boat, and it can also overturn the boat; Now the mirage is just like this majestic Qin, and the dawn of the people in the world, just like this boundless sea, no matter how exquisite the mechanism is, how huge the ship is, it is just a drop in the ocean of the ocean, even if you really go to 'Penglai', I am afraid that you will never come back! "Ovary! That being said, it should not be a faint king. "Wei Zhuang said." Indeed, Ying Zheng is the immortal hero, as long as Ying Zheng is in one day, Daqin will be as stable as Mount Tai, but if it is...... Ying Zheng is dead! "Death?!" Wei Zhuang was extremely surprised, "Spring and Autumn are at their peak, there is no disease and no disaster, how can they die?" "The ancestral dragon is the beginning of the opening of the world, casting the foundation of China, leveling the six countries, sweeping the Huns, during which there is so much blood and white bones, this karma may have already surpassed the merits of the emperor." The ovary looked at the vast sky and said leisurely. "Hmph...... Think about how to do it! "Wei Zhuang said." I don't need to make a lot of effort, as long as Li Si returns to Songhai, he will definitely bring Yingzheng's order, and he will be running again, and now he is waiting for his return! "Who!" Wei Zhuang suddenly turned around and asked thoughtfully. "Of course, Yan-Hong!"

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On the second day of February, the clouds of Shushan, which had shrouded a winter, dispersed with the end of the war.

On top of a peak at the highest point of Shu Mountain.

There is a hundred-year-old altar, and every year today, the people of Shushan will hold a grand ceremony here......

The ancient, mottled stone steps could not be seen at a glance, and all the people looked to the top of the mountain with reverent eyes.

Step by step, whether it is the noble priests or the dawn people, they are all so devout to climb up step by step.

The festival is at noon, and as long as the people of Shushan can walk on the altar at noon, they are eligible to watch the ceremony on the altar.

As early as yesterday, the great elder of Shushan took the holy weapon of the Jiuli tribe to the altar and sat there for a whole day and a night.

Let the holy relics that have been sealed for a year accept the baptism of morning light and rain, and sense all things on the earth and the changes of living beings.

The pious people of Shushan have already gathered at the foot of the mountain to pray, hoping to pass through the pious heart and let the holy instrument sense their wishes.

When the first rays of sunlight appear in the morning, everyone starts to climb the mountain, which is also a way to practice, not about martial arts, but all of them are the heart.

The Great Elder's eyes were filled with relief, these young people represent the future and hope of Shushan, and I hope that the ancestors will bless these outstanding young people with spirits, so that they can grow up and continue Shushan.

Crape Myrtle Priest - Yu Feng. Priest - Shaogong. Honest sacrifice - cherish the weak. Mingchuan Priest - Xie Cangyu...... The twelve priests of the temple followed behind the main mother Ren Fanghua to this solemn altar.

Salute the Great Elder in unison.

Then they worship devotionally to the altar where the sacred artifact is enshrined. "Unveiled!" After a lengthy prayer, the Great Elder removed the golden canvas that covered the holy vessel with his right hand.

The golden sunlight shone directly on the cold blade, flickering with an inexplicable halo.

Tiger Sword, the world!