Not long after Ji Tianxing entered the Emperor's Mansion, he knew very few emperors.

Of course, Ling Yiyun knew this, so he took this opportunity to quietly introduce him to the dozen or so emperors in the living room.

The two of them remained silent on the surface, silently tasting the wine with their glasses.

But in fact, Ling Yiyun was using his spiritual sense to transmit the voice, and constantly introduced to Ji Tianxing: "The emperor who is wearing a white robe and wearing a golden jade belt is called Lu Zhiyuan, and he is ranked forty-second in the mansion.

Senior Brother Ji, the sturdy and sturdy young man over there wearing a silver-patterned black robe, named Liu Zikang, ranked thirty-seventh in the Emperor's Mansion.

There is also the person who wears a cyan robe and is surrounded by several emperors, named Duanmu Yulong, who is the concubine of the Duanmu family, ranking ninth in the imperial palace.

As for Murong Lingfeng, who is holding a folding fan and is too beautiful to look like a man, you don't need me to introduce him, right?"

Just half a quarter of an hour later, Ling Yiwan introduced the dozen or so emperors in the living room to Ji Tianxing one by one.

Ji Tianxing listened quietly and silently wrote down all those names.

When he heard the name Duanmu Imperial Dragon, he frowned and glanced at Duanmu Imperial Dragon deeply.

However, Duanmu Yulong was surrounded by several emperors, talking and laughing with several emperors, with a gesture of pointing the country.

He ignored Ji Tianxing, and seemed to lack interest in even taking a look.

Murong Lingfeng was also supported by several Terran emperors, with a posture of stars holding the moon, as if he was the leader of several emperors.

However, when he was talking and laughing with confidence, he would always glance at Ji Tianxing inadvertently, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, it was late at night.

Most of the dozen or so emperors in the living room stopped talking and laughing, or drank silently, or found a place to sit and rest.

Ling Yiwan excused himself to be a little sleepy, said goodbye to Ji Tianxing, and left the living room.

Ji Tianxing stood alone by the window, calmly staring at the night sky outside the window, enjoying the scene of the stars moving and the sea of clouds churning.

At this time, a clear voice came from behind him.

"Senior Brother Ji, how are you doing?"

Ji Tianxing turned his head to look and saw Murong Lingfeng holding a white jade wine glass and walking over with a smile.

Today's Murong Lingfeng is wearing a white robe embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns and cloud patterns, wearing a jade crown with his hair in a high bun, and holding a green jade folding fan in his left hand.

He looked more beautiful than ever, with a charming smile between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people dare not look directly.

Ji Tianxing nodded calmly, and said indifferently: "Everything is fine, don't worry about Brother Murong." ”

Although he had a cold attitude, Murong Lingfeng didn't mind at all, walked up to him with a smile, and talked in a concerned tone.

Ji Tianxing secretly sneered in his heart, knowing that this Murong Lingfeng was still not dead, and still wanted to talk to him.

But he was silent on the surface, tasted the spirit wine indifferently, and occasionally responded with a few words.

In the corner of the living room not far away, the three emperors were hugging Duanmu Yulong and talking in a low voice.

Duanmu Yulong looked thoughtful, shaking or nodding his head from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

But in fact, he secretly paid attention to Ji Tianxing and Murong Lingfeng by the window.

Seeing that Murong Lingfeng took the initiative to show favor to Ji Tianxing, looking like he was talking happily, a playful sneer flashed in Duanmu Yulong's eyes, and he secretly thought in his heart.

"Hmph, Murong Lingfeng, a bewitching person, still doesn't give up, and still wants to win over Ji Tianxing.

He didn't know that the Venerable Lord had issued a secret order to let me get rid of Ji Tianxing as soon as possible.

Hmph, it seems that the Lord really values me more!"

Thinking of this, Duanmu Yulong felt a little proud in his heart.

When he looked at Ji Tianxing again, his eyes became a little cold.

"Damn Ji Tianxing, he actually came to the imperial court alive!

Yesterday, it was your kid's life that allowed you to escape the catastrophe, and also made me lose a capable man.

However, after you leave the Imperial Court, I will never let you return to the Imperial Mansion alive!"

On the windowsill, Murong Lingfeng and Ji Tianxing talked for a while, and found several excuses to take the opportunity to win over Ji Tianxing.

However, Ji Tianxing was always unmoved, and his attitude towards him was very cold and indifferent.

Murong Lingfeng had a secret hatred in his heart, but he could only give up for the time being, said goodbye with a smile, and left with a wine glass.

Since then, no one has bothered Ji Tianxing.

He had been standing by the window, staring at the night sky outside the window, silently thinking about his thoughts.

Before you know it, the night has passed.

The sky outside the window was bright, and a red glow appeared in the depths of the sea of clouds.

It's a new day.

Today is the day when the Son of Heaven chooses the Heavenly Concubine.

At this time, many emperors left the living room one after another, and walked in pairs and threes, rushing to Qitian Tower.

Ling Yiyun, who had disappeared for most of the night, reappeared beside Ji Tianxing.

The two left the living room together and rushed to the Tower of Qitian with everyone.

Qitian Pagoda is located in the depths of the imperial court, behind the Qiankun Palace and the Tiandi Palace.

It was a kilometer-high, majestic golden pagoda that stood in a clearing near the cliff.

Ji Tianxing and Ling Yiyun left the side hall, walked along the avenue through the two courtyards and palaces, and finally came to the Qitian Tower.

I saw that under the sacred and majestic Qitian Tower, there were hundreds of imperial court guards guarding the surrounding open space.

The door of the Qitian Pagoda has been opened, and many guests have entered the pagoda one after another with excitement and anticipation.

Ji Tianxing followed many guests and emperors into the Qitian Tower, and climbed up the spirals to the tower.

In the process of climbing the tower, Ling Yiwan did not forget to introduce to Ji Tianxing: "This Qitian Tower has nine floors and is 999 meters high, which is one of the most important buildings in the imperial court.

But whenever the imperial court wants to hold grand sacrifices and ceremonies, it will be held on the Qitian Tower, playing the sky and announcing the world, so that it is sacred and solemn. ”

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them ascended the Qitian Tower and came to the vast altar of the tower.

This flat circular altar has a radius of 500 meters and can accommodate thousands of people to watch the ceremony or hold ceremonies and ceremonies.

The altar is surrounded by a two-meter-high guardrail, made of celestial star white jade, carved with lifelike patterns, and contains majestic formation power.

In the center of the altar, there is a trapezoidal altar with a height of 100 meters, which is built from tens of millions of real gold of stars and hundreds of precious stones.

This extraordinary altar with powerful and mysterious power is the Altar of Apocalypse.

Legend has it that the emperor of the human race, who controls Jiuding, uses the power of the Qitian Altar to reach the will of heaven and the hearts of the people.

It can not only bear the will and grace of the heavens, but also bless hundreds of millions of people.

Ji Tianxing, like many guests, stood on the vast altar, staring at the Qitian Altar with a solemn expression, and there was a sense of awe in his heart for no reason.

That awe that came from the depths of his heart made him feel that he was not facing an altar, but a god!

(End of chapter)