In winter, snow falls.

The Xundu School Palace is as warm as usual, and there is a fire ground built under the School Palace to keep warm, which makes the entire Xundu School Palace more people, gathered together, and even makes people feel a little hot.

This was built by Fang Xiu with the students of the entire school palace, as an internship class, and at the same time, there was also a warm kang built.

This way of heating quickly swept the entire Xundu, and many aristocratic families began to use it, and the fire kang entered every household of the common people.

In the Xundu School Palace, as the bell rang at the end of the master's lecture, the students and the Dahuan people who listened to the lecture saluted to the master, and then gradually retreated.

Fang Xiu walked out of the gate, looking at the snow and white-dyed maple trees in the courtyard, and at the same time saw the busy pedestrians on the street outside, the snow on the street was shoveled clean and piled up on both sides, and walking down the avenue, you could see that the altar of witch sacrifice in front of the palace had been built.

The tall altar appears to be divided into several levels, all made of wood, and is more than thirty meters high.

"Winter goes to spring, it's another season!"

According to their customs, at the beginning of each year, they have to hold a grand sacrifice to the god of witches, offering sacrifices to the heavens and the god of witches.

Pray that the witch gods will grant them a good year and bless them with the eternal reign of these Huan people.

Just wait until the snow melts and the spring flowers bloom, and this grand witch god festival will begin.

At that time, not only the 50,000 Huan people in the entire Xundu city will participate, but also the hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Wangji land outside the city will also go to Xundu to worship the witch gods they believe in.

At this time, most of the population did not live in the city, the common people lived outside the city, and more people gathered outside the city into villages and townships, which was the world that really belonged to the Huan people.

And Fang Bo, the princes from all walks of life, also came from afar to participate in this witch god festival and show loyalty to King Huan.

Therefore, this time the witch god sacrifice is also different from previous years, it is particularly important and cautious, and it will be related to the stability of the entire Dahuan and the handover of the old and new kings.

In the next few days, people continued to go to the Xundu School Palace to visit Fang Xiu, who was the master.

There are witch priests in Xundu, witch priests and master Feng talked about the mystery of witch sacrifices, and the witches talked to him about the magic of the power of bloodline supernatural powers, and occasionally talked about the spirit beasts in the mountains and rivers, the mysterious sea tribe in the sea, and their bloodline supernatural powers have the same effect.

There are also officials from the inner court of Dahuan who came to talk to Fuzifeng about the strategy of governing the country, the geography of mountains and seas, and talked about the scene on the Lichi banquet, saying that there was a historian who recorded that scene, so that King Huan also knew, and King Huan was also very curious about Xundu Xuegong Fuzifeng, a strange person.

Of course, it was Qingyang, Jia Yi, Che Shao, and Tengsheng who came more often, and most of them came because of the Qingyun Dao people, they had been in the palace, and when they met at night, they had seen the Qingyun Dao people, and there had been violent quarrels and accusations between the two sides, and in the past few months, a lot of conflicts broke out.

This was a lot of uproar in the entire Xun, Fang Xiu didn't pay much attention to it, listening to the conversation between those students and disciples, he could know that it was quite a big commotion.

However, this is within Xundu, just the existence of the foundation building period, there are King Huan, the witch sacrifice who was once defeated under the hands of the Qingyun Dao people, and the curse two, but not only the Qingyun Dao people, even if it is the big witch sacrifice, it is impossible to kill people at will in Xundu, and they are the strongest group of southern princes.

There are also some other aliens in the present world hidden in Xundu, most of these people are planning a vassal state, or want to obtain the witch sacrifice inheritance of Dahuan from joining the witch festival, and even the existence of those who want to seek the blood of the witch god.

Of course, there are also people who want to get a nautical chart to Nanzhou from Fang Xiu, and want to leave Dongzhou and go to Nanzhou.

Inside the Xundu Xue Palace, the lights are bright, and the streets outside are silent.

And in the side room, Fang Xiu, Qingyang, and Jia Yi were very drunk, and there were many scrolls scattered on the ground.

"You say, what do the Qingyun Dao people want to do?" Jia Yi looked a little confused, he was a little cowardly when he saw the Qingyun Dao people, but the two sides came and went, this so-called Great Witch Sacrifice Cloud looked tense, and they tried their best to reject and suppress them, but in fact, there was no actual big move.

Fang Xiu leaned against the pillar, his expression was a little lazy, and he let out a burst of laughter.

"Perhaps?"

"He's just diverting everyone's attention. ”

Qingyang's face was a little serious, and they had already guessed, but they didn't confirm it: "You mean he has another purpose?

Fang Xiu waved his hand: "I said it's just~"

"Who knows!"

Fang Xiu's eyes seemed to be a little drunk: "Besides, when the sky falls, there are also tall ones, what are the plans of the Qingyun Dao people, the King of Huan, the witch sacrifices, the spell and many witch sacrifices, and so many powerful witches who tear apart the spirit beasts, it is your turn to worry!"

Fang Xiu looked at Qingyang and Jia Yi, with a playful look on his face: "Do you really want to fight the Qingyun Dao people here to the death?"

Qingyang shook his head: "After the end of this witch god festival, Che Shao is not ready to get involved in the battle of the next King Huan, after thinking about it, he thinks that it is the safest situation to develop the power of the southern vassal states." ”

"With our current power, it is not enough to influence and control the Dahuan Dynasty, and decades have passed, and Dahuan has become more powerful than before. ”

Jia Yi also nodded, and smiled at Fang Xiu: "My Jia Guobo didn't do it, he sold it to them, and Qingyang didn't want his Qingguo Hou." ”

"After all, if I leave again, I won't be like them, and I can't be like them, slow and steady, and what we want is different from theirs. ”

"They want control and influence in the mountains and seas, we want ......"

"It's just the Great Dao and Immortality!"

"We still decided to establish a sect of cultivating immortals and leave a legacy in the mountains and seas, which is more reliable than this!"

After a night of chatting and drinking, Fang Xiu sent them away.

"Yo roar!"

At this moment, a strange and terrible roar suddenly came from the street in the distance, in the middle of the night, the ghost is rampant in Xundu, I am afraid that only monks dare to walk at night.

As the snow melts, the trees sprout, and the weather warms up, the whole city begins to enter the most lively season.

Dahuan does not have the customs of the New Year and the Spring Festival, and this witch god sacrifice, or it can be called, is the most important festival of Dahuan.