After the red face and hot ears, Feng Miaojun recalled the secret letter written by Zhao Yun to the king of Yan, which not only reported the arrangement and progress of the survey, but also specifically mentioned the first excavation of the temple of the gods in the east of the city. The pattern on the first page is the emblem of the god engraved on the temple door.

However, Zhao Yun's hands dug out every brick and tile here, but they did not find any clues about the Heavenly Demon Domain.

So, is the legend really unreliable?

The most important thing is, what does King Yan want to do when he looks for the Heavenly Demons, and wants them to help him dominate the world?

After a night of dreaming, the doubts in her heart did not decrease but increased.

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For the next two nights, she practiced diligently and stopped sleeping.

Holding the Yuan Zhu of the two attributes of ice and fire in her hand, her cultivation is much faster than before, and she has a sense of coming naturally recently, as if she is not far from the breakthrough of her next realm.

In her current position, the stronger she is, the more powerful she can control the situation. After returning to the new summer, she not only did not slack off, but redoubled her efforts.

One of the advantages of being a monarch is that most of the heavenly and earthly treasures needed for cultivation are no longer scarce, and whatever materials she wants to accumulate, as long as she writes a list and throws it away, someone will prepare it and send it up.

She went farther and farther on the path of cultivation, and many of the secret techniques she had seen in Yanhai Tower in her early years were gradually able to touch and integrate with her own exercises. At this time, I can see how bullish the original version of the "Mortal Step Immortal Formula" written by Emperor Haoli is, as the basic mental method, it is like the strongest tree trunk, allowing other supernatural powers to graft and draw branches, blossom and bear fruit, but there is almost no rejection reaction.

Tomorrow is March 15, a good day for the Queen of New Summer to hold a New Year's banquet.

The whole country carnival together.

On this day, the new summer folk are very lively, catching up with the New Year. The Anxia people have survived ten years of ups and downs and bullying, and finally ushered in the restoration of the new summer. The new royal court pursued a policy of rest and recuperation, and in just one year, the vitality of the people began to recover, and people had smiles on their faces.

Human beings are the strongest species in the world, just like grass mustard, even if the fire burns the plains, as long as the spring breeze turns into rain, it will be resurrected.

In the city of Urssel, the festive atmosphere is even more intense, starting five days earlier.

In the palace, the monarch set up a banquet to ceremoniously entertain hundreds of officials and foreign envoys.

The queen of the new summer was dressed up and attended, and the moment she slowly walked out of the flower pavilion, she was amazed and gasped.

Nine Heavens Fairy, that's it?

Just looking at her dignified and graceful, no one expected that she was secretly worried in her heart, lest this banquet also have complications, after all, there are many restless people at this banquet.

Fortunately, everyone is very face-saving. From her speech to everyone's toasts and feasts, everything happened peacefully. Feng Miaojun breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhao Yun stepped forward and toasted three times.

He smiled gently, but Feng Miaojun had peeked into his dreams and knew that he had a calculating intention for himself. Zhao Yun doesn't have many opportunities to contact her, if she wants to start, it will be in the near future.

She secretly mentioned the twelve distractions, and sent Fu Lingchuan to deal with him.

However, Zhao Yun still insisted on having a drink with the queen. His identity is extraordinary, no better than other foreign envoys, Fu Lingchuan didn't wait for him to walk in front of Feng Miaojun and said with a smile: "The nineteenth prince is not busy toasting, it's not too late to settle the gambling contract first." ”

Others were very interested and asked. Fu Lingchuan then said the gambling contract in the peach blossom forest, and finally said: "The battle report of Nanlu has just arrived, and the Yan army has not yet crossed the Qinglan River. The king was a witness, and the bet was won by Lu Ping. ”

Everyone laughed. Whether it is a Xinxia courtier or a foreign envoy, the battle between Yan and Xi is at most lively, and they don't feel the benefits. Zhao Yun pursed his lips slightly, and Lu Ping, the envoy of the country, was tapped on the shoulder twice before he woke up like a dream, but there was no joy on his face that he had won the bet.

He seems to be preoccupied, and he is like the chic and dignified two people a few days ago. Feng Miaojun's gaze always brushed over him intentionally or unintentionally today, observing carefully.

She thought about it for two days, there may be many people who have been in contact with both her and Zhao Yun, but this Lu Ping is the most suspicious.

Did he change his disguise? In view of the misdeeds of Master Yun in the past, Feng Miaojun felt that it was very possible.

But looking at Luping's current appearance, it seems that something is wrong?

Fu Lingchuan called him twice, and he barely tore off the dough: "Where is the peach blossom wine?"

Wine, Feng Miaojun has already asked people to prepare it, and a palace attendant will bring it up at this time.

Forty catties of wine were made into two urns, and they were lined up in front of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun is also a character, and in a blink of an eye, he put away the unhappiness in his heart, and reached out to smash the mud seal at the mouth of the urn: "Okay, I am willing to lose the bet, I will drink!"

Everyone was staring at each other, ready to see how the prince of Yan drank forty catties of wine.

Yan is strong and strong, and other countries are often dissatisfied, but it is not easy to publicize it, so more than half of the people here hope that the prince of Yan will suffer some difficulties and show some foreign appearances.

How swollen is 40 pounds of fine wine? Ordinary people can't drink it anyway.

However, Zhao Yun didn't plan to drink the wine, his demeanor now represents Dayan's face, how can he lose his temper?

If you stand closer, you can see that the wine in the urn is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a water pill. Greeting everyone's curious gaze, Zhao Yun smiled, "In the past, there was a spiritual spring in Yinglong Mountain of the Haoli Empire, the spring water was fragrant and fragrant, and the smell was refreshing, and drinking it had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, which was beneficial to cultivation, but the aroma dissipated after gushing out of the ground for three hours. Emperor Haoli likes to use this spring, and Fang Shi has developed a water pill, which can take 100 catties of water at a time and seal it in the pill, which is not only convenient for transportation, but also does not worry about the aroma getting lost halfway. ”

As he spoke, there was no wine left in the urn. He took the pill out of the urn, and everyone noticed that there was indeed a pale pink layer of liquid at the bottom of it, which shook gently with his movements.

Zhao Yun asked for an empty wine bowl, and pressed it lightly on the pill with one hand, and sure enough, there was a bubbling wine in it, and the wine bowl was filled with two breaths.

The aroma and color are indeed peach blossom wine, as if fake.

He picked up the bowl and toasted Feng Miaojun, who accepted it with a smile, and Zhao Yun drank it all.

He intends to verify the truth of this action to the audience, and then throws the water pill directly into his mouth, and then closes his eyes.

After half an hour, Zhao Yunzhong opened his eyes again, and then spit out the water pill again and spread it in his palm.

So everyone saw that the pill was really empty, and the peach blossom wine that was originally poured to a small half full was slowly drunk by him. Zhao Yun's face turned red, and he pressed his lower abdomen with one hand and said with a bitter smile: "The king's wine is so powerful! ”

Feng Miaojun nodded, and everyone laughed out loud with kindness, with sympathy on their faces, but they secretly regretted in their hearts that they couldn't see Prince Yan's bold energy in drinking in a big bowl.