The Church is about to establish a state! For the Yinan Mountains, this is a big event, but it is a big event that they are not very interested in, and it makes little difference to them whether they establish a country or not. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhat is the emperor, Shanyue will not be a stranger, but in their hearts, where is the emperor compared to the leader of the Ancestral God Sect?

Shanyue didn't understand why their great sect leader would make such a move to establish a country and become emperor. But this does not prevent them from being enthusiastic about the sacrificial activities of Thundering Mountain, and the establishment of the country is very important, and it is necessary to worship the ancestral gods, and perhaps, they can take this opportunity to witness the miracles of the great ancestral gods.

The time of the sacrifice was set at noon, but the entire Thundering Mountain was already overcrowded at the time of Chen, and countless Shanyue people from all over Yinan gathered together, eagerly looking forward to that sacred moment.

At that time, the Ancestral God Sect Leader General Lan appeared at the entrance of Sanssouci Valley at the foot of the Thundering Mountain, surrounded by the guards of the Three Thousand Divine Temple. The moment he appeared, the crowd erupted in a frantic cheer.

People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and the appearance of the sect leader today has been stretched to the extreme. A bright yellow five-clawed nine-dragon robe, wearing a red silk pointed melon skin hat, and a string of round and shiny large pearls hanging around his neck. This dragon robe was imitated by Jiang Yun according to the style of the Qing Dynasty gown. In all fairness, the Manchu Dynasty is indeed not bad, but the emperor's skin has created the ultimate in dragon robes in the past dynasties.

Graceful and elegant, majestic and noble, the temperament that the emperor must embody is perfectly supported. The blue figure is already tall, and then paired with the pagoda-like hat tip on the melon skin hat, walking up, as if standing out from the crowd, that tall posture, suddenly attracted the eager eyes of countless admiring Shanyue girls.

The heart of completing the sacrifice is anxious, but when the matter comes, Jiang Lan is not in a hurry, he walks slowly towards the mountain road, his deep eyes sweep to the figures on both sides from time to time, suddenly smiling, suddenly waving his hand, showing his majesty at the same time, showing his kind and amiable side.

He needs awe, but he also needs the fanatical worship of Shan's more and more heart, which is the foundation of his foothold in Yinan.

The faces of the three elders who followed him were tense, carefully hiding the apprehension in their hearts. Today was an important day for Jiang Yun to realize his plan, and it was also a key step for the Dark Alliance to regain control of the Ancestral God Sect, but even at this moment, they still didn't have the slightest certainty in their hearts.

In the place where Shanyue gathers, the sect leader who respects them like gods, no matter how you think about it, there is a smell of madness, and if you are not careful, it is very likely that the other party will be killed, and the dark alliance will exist in name only, and the thousand-year-old foundation will be ruined once and for all.

Why did he find such an unbearable person to be the lord, Luo Kang regretted it slightly, but an inexplicable throbbing rose in his heart. Once upon a time, he was also full of enthusiasm and ambition, but now when he knows the destiny of heaven, he looks back at it at dusk, and he has wasted half his life and achieved nothing. Not only did the Ancestral God Sect basically fall into the hands of outsiders, but there was even a faint trend of annexing the Secret Alliance.

Being radical is not necessarily a bad thing. Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but be a little firmer.

Behind the elder, there were eight temple protectors, five men and three women, all of whom were young people, they were the backbone of the Ancestral God Sect, the highest combat power, and the most solid barrier to ensure the safety of the sect leader.

Luo Tian, who is always breezy and cloudy on weekdays, has slightly eyelids on his eyelids at the moment, looking listless, he is walking side by side with other Dharma protectors, and he inadvertently stepped down, and instantly opened a small half step with everyone, and the inconspicuous half-step difference made him suddenly take down the other seven people A lot of chances.

This small detail could not hide the evil wind, he glanced at Luo Tian slightly, and paused at the foot of the gourd in the same way, and walked side by side with him again. It's not that Evil Wind has a premonition, it's just that out of instinct, he doesn't feel at ease at all about handing over his back to a master who is not weaker than himself. The evil wind has always acted cautiously and does not tolerate the slightest mistake.

Luo Tian didn't realize it suddenly, still drooping his eyelids, and didn't even look at the evil wind, but raised his hand lazily and yawned. His actions made the evil wind frown, and said with dissatisfaction: "Today is the big day for the founding of the sect leader, and Luo Protector is so listless, I'm afraid it's not appropriate." ”

"Mind the world, you still care about me shitting and farting?" Luo Tian said a foul word, turned his head to look to the side, and a disdainful sneer hooked into the corner of his mouth. Evil Feng's eyes were cold, but he didn't say more, although the two have never been at odds, but as he himself said, it is really not appropriate to make any trouble today, for fear of provoking the sect leader's dislike.

The journey was uneventful, and after an hour, everyone finally arrived at the top of the Thundering Mountain.

The patriarchs of the twelve tribes of Shanyue, such as Ziyu, Hiro, Punaka, and Buna, had already led their tribesmen to wait for a long time, and when they saw Jiang Lan coming, everyone lined up and bowed to him in turn, and then retreated to the sides again, quietly waiting for the sacrifice to begin.

Compared with ordinary Shanyue, the more than 30 stunning beauties sitting in the pavilion on the side are much more nervous. They are the holy concubines of the Ancestral God Sect, and their status is revered, but due to the rule that the position of the sect leader cannot be passed on from father to son, this status is short-lived. But the founding of the country is different, once the leader is called the emperor, the national system is bound to be inherited, and they have the opportunity to go further and become the queen of the world, especially the women who have given birth to children, and they are looking forward to it.

At noon, the sacrifice begins.

As the Great Elder of the Ancestral God Sect, Luo Kang walked to the altar without giving in, and read the sacrificial text aloud with a straight face: "Hereby, there is a place name, and its people are Yue." The gods despise it, but the ancestors bless it. Today, there is a sect leader who is blue, talented and intelligent, known as virtuous, who can't bear the hardships of the people, and wants to condense the heart of the mountains. Today, I am blessed with heaven, build a temple and build a country, hope that the ancestors will be blessed, and protect my country... ”

Luo Kang was talking endlessly, when he suddenly heard a shocking noise from outside the sky, and he knew that the time for thunder had arrived, so he immediately stopped talking and waited. "Boom, boom", after three consecutive thunders, Luo Kang's pupils shrank slightly, his legs were weak, he knelt on the ground, his old face was slightly flushed, and his whole body trembled with excitement like chaff, and the old tears were all over the place, raising the sky and shouting: "Ancestral God!" The ancestral god appeared and sent down three oracles! ”

There will be thunder and lightning on Thundering Mountain regularly, and everyone is not surprised, otherwise the ancestors will not take the word "thunder", but the situation at this moment is a little special, it is in the middle of reading the sacrificial text, and as the chief elder of the Ancestral God Sect, he told everyone categorically that this is an oracle, which can't help but Shanyue does not believe it, and in an instant, except for the sect leader Jiang Lan, everyone present is short, and they are lying on their stomachs.

Jiang Lan sat aside, didn't move, he didn't have Shanyue's instinct at all. If he first ascended to the position of sect leader, he was still half-suspicious of the so-called ancestral gods, and now that he has been the sect leader for eight years, he doesn't believe in ancestral gods at all, and those elders of the ancestral god sect are just a few old gods who are foolish and barbaric in his eyes.

The patriarch of the Ziyu tribe, who was under Luo Kang's direct jurisdiction, Ziyumo, lay down under the altar, raised his head, and said with a reverent face: "I respectfully ask the Great Elder to read the oracle. ”

Jiang Lan was out of his mind, and his heart couldn't help but tighten when he heard the words, Luo Kang's section was not within the sacrificial steps at all, people always have a heartfelt fear of the unknown, God knows what kind of moth this old thing is going to make, the blue face changed slightly, stood up with "huh", and said in a deep voice: "Elder Luo, what nonsense are you talking about?" Hurry down! ”

Before Luo Kang could speak, Zi Youmo suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Lan and said angrily: "Sect Leader be cautious! No one can stop the oracle issued by the Supreme Ancestral God for us, and you, the Sect Master, are no exception. ”

When Lan Wenyan was stunned, he looked around, but saw that almost everyone present looked at him with a little dissatisfaction, and even his most important evil wind sighed slightly, and turned his head away from him to stop looking at him.

In an instant, an ominous premonition crept up on Jiang Lan's heart.