Fu Xiaoguan looked up and realized that the sun was already in the middle of the day.

His eyes looked straight ahead, and he saw a wide platform hundreds of meters ahead, and above the high platform was the huge red and black temple.

His gaze lingered on the temple for only a moment, and then he was once again drawn to the snowy mountains behind the temple.

The white snow exudes a dazzling luster in the sun, beautiful as a fairy in holy clothes, looking down majestically on all living beings.

If you're traveling, it's a view.

If it is a sacrifice, this place is indeed holy.

But if it's an avalanche...... No one can escape from all the people here!

Fu Xiaoguan took a deep breath of cold air, and his gaze fell on the temple.

This temple is solemn and solemn, surrounded by various pennants, and in front of it is a wide avenue.

One of the priests in the temple came out dressed in red, followed by a large group of priests dressed in black.

They walked down hundreds of steps and came to Emperor Wen.

The red-clothed priest bowed and saluted, and the black-clothed priests behind him all fell to the ground.

"The hour has come, please take the stage!"

Emperor Wen casually took Fu Xiaoguan by the hand, took Fu Xiaoguan to the steps, climbed the stairs, walked to the high platform with a cup of tea, and stood in front of the temple.

Fu Xiaoguan felt that this place was a little depressing.

The temple is a black wall and red pillars, majestic and grand, as if an ancient giant beast is lying in front of it.

On the platform in front of this temple is a huge tripod, carved with cloud patterns and various beasts.

On both sides of the platform, hundreds of black-clothed priests stood, holding various musical instruments in their hands, including drums, flutes, gongs, and gongs.

And what made him feel even more uncomfortable was the big snow mountain behind the temple!

The snow was less than thirty meters above the temple, and below it was a glacier formed by melting snow.

Standing in this place, it seemed that even the sunlight had lost its temperature, even if he was wearing a mink fur, it still made him feel a biting chill.

The red-clothed high priest also walked up with the group of black-clothed priests, and a black-clothed priest lit the yellow paper in the ding, and the red-clothed high priest took two pillars of high incense, lit them with the flame of the yellow paper, and respectfully handed one to Emperor Wen, and then handed another one to Fu Xiaoguan.

"The festival begins!"

With the shouting of the red-clothed high priest, Emperor Wen respectfully inserted this high incense on the incense platform of Dading, and Fu Xiaoguan also inserted it.

Then, the sound of divine music, the sound of trombone, and the symphony of gongs and drums, the sound of which immediately echoed in the col.

Fu Xiaoguan was startled, looked up at the big snowy mountain again, and thought that if there was a resonance......!

Nothing seems to be happening.

Emperor Wen once again took Fu Xiaoguan's hand and walked into the temple.

The huge temple is brightly lit and a huge statue is erected inside.

It was the Haotian Emperor worshiped by the Wu Dynasty, dressed in golden divine robes, holding the scroll of the Heavenly Book, with a majestic face and eyes like torches, looking down at the people who came to worship.

In this huge temple, there are also hundreds of black-clothed sacrifices, and at this moment, fairy music is also played here, and the music is curling, accompanied by a few cigarette smokes.

Fireworks rose from the burnt wood stove on one side of the statue, which was to welcome the gods.

The red-clothed high priest took the incense wax and lit it again, and handed it to Emperor Wen and Fu Xiaoguan respectively.

Emperor Wen put a pair of red wax on the incense case, knelt respectfully in front of the statue of the Emperor Haotian with green incense in his hand, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and then got up and inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner.

Fu Xiaoguan learned to do it, and the red-clothed high priest stood in front of the incense case, shouting in his mouth: "Lay the jade silk!" ”

Outside the temple, dozens of black-clothed sacrificial fish rushed in, holding a gift needed to sacrifice to the heavens, and they stood behind Emperor Wen.

A black-clothed priest brought a golden basin filled with smoky water.

Emperor Wen cleaned his hands in the basin, and those black-clothed sacrifices were passed on to Emperor Wen one by one, and he also placed these sacrifices on the altar one by one.

When all the jade silks were placed, the red-clothed high priest shouted again: "The Emperor Haotian is above, the Emperor of the Wu Dynasty asks to see him, reads the sacred text of the sacrifice to the sky, and respectfully invites the Emperor Haotian to listen!" ”

Taichang Siqing held a golden holy text in both hands and respectfully sent it to Emperor Wen, who took it with both hands and glanced at Fu Xiaoguan.

Fu Xiaoguan knelt down again, and heard Emperor Wen chanting loudly: "The son of heaven Wu Changfeng, with the eldest son Wu Xiaoguan, implore Haotian God to listen......"

Fu Xiaoguan suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground, he raised his head to look, and the rest of the people were all right, so he lowered his head again.

"I have succeeded to the throne for ten years, and I have worked hard to make the country prosperous, so that the people of the Wu Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, and the country will prosper."

“…… My eldest son, a military junior, has been living in the people for 17 years, understands the suffering of the people, and knows the hardships of the prosperous era. ”

“…… The military junior official is full of poetry and books, and has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes. Therefore, I will canonize him as the crown prince, hope that God Haotian will have mercy, and I will choose the day to worship the ancestors in the temple and proclaim the world! ”

After the reading of the holy text of the heavenly sacrifice, Fu Xiaoguan was still kneeling, and he did not silently pray in his heart for this Haotian God to bless the country and the people of the Wu Dynasty, but carefully felt the vibration from afar.

The vibration was so slight that it would be hard to feel it unless you were kneeling on the ground and touching the ground with your hands.

When Emperor Wen threw this holy text into the fire, when the flame rose, when the divine sound inside and outside the temple sounded again, especially when the drum beat suddenly, Fu Xiaoguan suddenly jumped up-

The earth shook even more intensely, and there was a faint sound of thunder!

Avalanche!

He grabbed Emperor Wen's hand and rushed out of the temple, shouting at the same time: "Run!" ”

Emperor Wen frowned suddenly, although the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was almost completed, there was still one last item left - he wanted to kneel down and worship the God of Haotian and get a response from the God of Haotian!

What is this Fu Xiaoguan doing?

"You let go!"

Fu Xiaoguan's heart was as cold as ice, he had never been so panicked and afraid, even if he was shot two arrows by Beiwangchuan in the border city, even if he was besieged by twelve masters in Jinghu Villa, he did not have the despair at this moment.

He deeply understands the power of the avalanche, this is the power of nature, it cannot be resisted unless it is human, even if the Martial Saint is here, it can't be done!

Just as he was pulling Emperor Wen out of the temple, everyone who was standing on the Liluo Plain and waiting looked at the big snow mountain in the distance-

Sunshine Golden Mountain!

The clouds and mist on the snowy mountain actually dispersed, and she seemed to have lifted the veil of mystery and revealed a holy face.

People were shocked, then cheered, and then rejoiced, feeling that this was the will of God, and thought that the ceremony of worshiping heaven inside had been completed, and God Haotian had mercy on the world.

There were clouds and mist on the mountainside of the Great Snow Mountain, but then Su Jue frowned - it was not clouds and mist, it was snow mist!

He didn't know it was an avalanche.

He looked at it in amazement, feeling that something was wrong, but the people around him were cheering, but then he felt a shaking of the mountain, and then he heard a loud roar!