The whole Luoyang City was shocked, the long streets and alleys, the monks and Taoists were all watching the skyrocketing fire of the Yongning Temple Tower from afar. Some were horrified, others prayed silently, and many more wept with sorrow.

The sound of weeping everywhere shook the entire Jingyi for a while.

The Son of Heaven Yuan Xiu ascended the Lingyun Platform at the west end of Luoyang Palace, and his line of sight was good, with an unobstructed view --- firelight and thick smoke, filling the southern half of the sky. His face was gloomy, like a December day.

Thundered!

The blue sky faded, and the sky was dark and heavy, as if it was about to be pressed down; The white clouds also turned into dark clouds.

Almost for a moment, the weather changed suddenly, and there was a deafening thunder in the sky over Luoyang City, and then it began to rain, even mixed with a little snow. I had never seen anything like this in March.

The rain soon turned heavier. The oblique wind pushed the shower, and violently hit the towering Yongning Temple Tower, crackling, and puffs of green smoke rose up.

The fire is suddenly smaller.

Whether it was around the tower or in the long streets and alleys in the distance, cheers erupted everywhere. The rain hit everyone's head and face, and the whole body fell wet, but no one ran away to avoid the rain, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off it, all on the ninth-level floating map.

The thunderstorm does not stop, and the green smoke grows stronger. The vision in the rain was already blurry, and when I looked at it from a distance, it seemed that there was no fire on the tower.

The cheers came and went, and at one point even drowned out the sound of wind and rain. A thought flashed through the hearts of many people: Is this a sign from God? This... Is it my Great Wei that is going to be revived?

In just an instant, the rumbling thunder suddenly disappeared beyond the nine heavens; The heavy rain turned to a drizzle, and after a while, it came to an abrupt end; The clouds all dispersed, and the sky was clear, and it was thousands of miles away.

It's really a strange thunderstorm, it came inexplicably, and it went so abruptly. In Luoyang City, everyone was dumbfounded.

More strange things are yet to come.

About a light of tea passed, and on the eighth-level floating map of the Yongning Temple Tower, a raging flame suddenly burst out, and the demon generally lingered. So the exclamations rang out, resounding throughout the entire Luoyang City, the so-called "resurgence", is it talking about today's situation?

The fire continued to grow stronger and stronger, scorching the rain-soaked planks with a crackling sound. The planks continued to crack open, falling with the embers of Mars, smashing everywhere. As far as the eye can see, the wall of the tower of the eighth level of the floating map is already full of holes, and tongues of fire are spewing out from all directions.

Soon, the seventh and ninth level of Futu also taught the fire to engulf it. The eldest grandson sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and the Yuan Bao Torch looked painful and turned his back.

The fire spread to the sixth level of the floating map, and suddenly bursts of flames appeared in the third level of the floating map, and the fire was not small. I think it was the embers from the upper floors that fell, so I set this head on fire first.

The exclamations grew. Someone can't afford to kneel: It's over, the tower of Yongning Temple is completely finished... Although the heavens are manifested, they have not blessed the Great Wei after all...

On Lingyun Terrace, Yuan Xiu's face was like ashes, and he brushed his sleeves away.

The Buddha's horn was chanted, and three monks walked out of the crowd, with solemn expressions, clasped their hands together, and went straight to the burning tower. In one scream after another, he did not look back, but went into the tower, never to be seen again.

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The eldest grandson had already closed his eyes, and the exclamations in his ears were still coming and going, and he was already numb to sound.

Suddenly, there was another shout--- this time it was really different, not only was the sound huge, far more than before, but there were also many surprises in it.

The eldest grandson was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately opened.

So he saw that at the bottom of the tower, at the gate of the first level of the floating map, two figures suddenly appeared.

It was a man and a woman, holding each other, limping but moving forward firmly.

The eldest grandson rubbed his eyes vigorously, just afraid that he had seen something wrong.

"Daxingtai, princess... The eldest grandson's mind was so agitated that he couldn't stand up at all. He laughed and simply lay down, raising his hands high: "The sky does not live up to Wei, the sky does not live up to Wei... ”

Yuwentai took Yuan Mingyue Shi Shiran to the Yuan Bao Torch, his already dark face was smoky, and when he grinned, he showed his white teeth: "King, the princess is fine, Tai Xing is not dishonored." Turning his head again, he smiled and said, "Eldest grandson, don't come to harm?" ”

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In the corner outside the main hall of Yongning Temple, Yuan Mingyue looked tired and stood crookedly, looking a little stunned.

The ingot torch standing opposite was in good spirits, and his eyes were shining at the moment: "Sister! It's not that my brother wants to force you... But you also know that Your Majesty, I only have the last day of tomorrow left... ”

Yuan Mingyue suddenly came back to her senses, her gaze was deep, and Yuan Bao Ju couldn't see what she was thinking. She stroked her scattered sideburns, and her voice was hoarse: "Got it... Tonight, I will not return home. ”

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On the tenth day of March in the third year of Yongxi, the tower of Yongning Temple caught fire, and it was not extinguished for three days and three nights. There was fire in the ground to find the pillars, and there was still smoke for months.

In the middle of May of the same year, someone came from Donglai County, and the cloud: "I saw the floating map in the sea, and the light was shining, as if it were new." The people of the sea are seen in salt. The fog rose, and the floating map disappeared. ”

Soon, someone claimed to have seen a glimpse of the floating map in Guanzhong, and it did not disperse for half an hour.

There are different opinions, and unconsciously, some people privately discussed: "Yongning Futu reproduces the Bohai Sea, bright as new." Tsk, isn't this a sign that Luoyang will decline and Bohai should be prosperous? ”

"Makes sense. So what about the floating picture glimpse in Guanzhong? How do you say that? ”

"Needless to say? That is, Guanzhong also wants to get a piece of the pie... ”

These are all afterwords, not pressed.