Yuncheng, a remote town in the northern Yanguo, is backed by Yanshan Mountain and faces Danshui. The wind is cold, a piece of silver dust and jade is broken between heaven and earth, it is when the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo become Qiongzhi.

It was the winter festival, in the northern suburbs of Yuncheng, there were crowds of people under Yanshan, and the crowd gathered from all directions, surrounding a shrine. Several sounds of gold and stone suddenly vibrated in the air, and the noisy sound was instantly smoothed out like ripples, and people's faces were suddenly solemn.

I saw a figure slowly walking towards the altar, this person was dressed in a black robe, his long hair was flying, and his gestures were light and light, and he was a good fairy wind and bones, it was Shen Feiyu, the new sacrificial wine of Cloud City.

Looking at the fairy-like Shen Feiyu on the altar, Geng Yizhong's heart was extremely complicated at the moment. Geng Yizhong was enshrined in Yuncheng by the ancestor of Dayan Taizu because of his ancestor merit from the dragon, and he was the lord of Yuncheng, enjoying the shadow of the clan for generations, and it has been passed down to Geng Yizhong for more than a thousand years.

The position of sacrificing wine has an irreplaceable position in Yan Kingdom, in addition to the sacrifice, there is also the responsibility of patrolling the Son of Heaven, and the status is still above the city lord. For thousands of years, the sacrificial wine in Cloud City has been served by the people of the Geng family, and there has never been the possibility of others getting involved, although Cloud City is just a small city, but the Geng family has been operating for thousands of years, and it has long been regarded as a forbidden, but all this has been broken because of the appearance of Shen Feiyu.

If Shen Feiyu is just a penniless person, with the Geng family's unrivaled status in Cloud City, I am afraid that Shen Feiyu will have no possibility to replace him, and Shen Feiyu is exactly what the Geng family cannot afford to offend no matter what, so for the appearance of Shen Feiyu, the Geng family is like a fish in the throat, but they are helpless.

Geng Yizhong was beside a person who was somewhat similar to his appearance, staring at Shen Feiyu viciously with his eyes like sinking water, eager to kill him with his eyes, and his breathing became rapid due to the anger of the departure.

"Second brother. Geng Yizhong noticed the abnormality of the second brother Geng Yixin beside him, and said lightly.

No wonder Geng Yixin was so hostile to Shen Feiyu, because the person standing on the altar should have been him, and Shen Feiyu's appearance directly swept him out, leaving him with no face, so that Geng Yixin became a laughing stock in the eyes of the people of Yuncheng, so his hatred for Shen Feilu can be described as the water of the Danjiang River.

"Kneel. Shen Feiyu's voice spread like a big bell in Huanglu, as if there was a kind of magic power, which went straight to the hearts of the people, and could not raise any resistance.

There was a sudden sound of kneeling around the altar, everyone put their palms up, with their hands on their foreheads, full of piety, even the people of the Geng family, who hated Shen Feiyu to the bone, did not dare to have the slightest resistance, like everyone else, sincerely worshipped.

Shen Feiyu opened his hands at this time, and looked up to the sky to pray and worship: "Fu to the northern region of Yanguo, a corner of Yuncheng, the head of Qiancheng is sincerely willing to sacrifice to the Northern Xuanming Emperor in the northern suburbs, and I hope that the Emperor will be merciful to the common people and protect one side...... Fu Wei is still feasting!"

After Shen Feiyu prayed and chanted, everyone knelt three times and bowed nine times, and the entire sacrificial ceremony was completed.

Shen Feiyu slowly walked down the altar, and Geng Yizhong greeted him and said, "Lord Shen, please, Geng has arranged a frame for you." ”

"No need. Shen Feiyu's tone was flat.

Seeing the priest coming from the altar, the crowd that had not yet dispersed took the initiative to separate a passage. Shen Feiyu walked on the snow, indescribably elegant.

"Hmph, big brother, the surname Shen is too arrogant!" Geng Yixin's eyes were about to breathe fire, "I don't take my Geng family in my eyes at all." ”

"The second brother is a little calm, and he can only succeed when he calms down. Geng Yizhong's eyes closed slightly, and a trace of cold light flashed away.

"Ahh......h

"Behold, there is blood!"

"God is angry!"

For a moment, the crowd was in a hurry, and the scene was out of control, some people were crying and crawling on the ground, some people were laughing wildly, and many more were kneeling on the snow and trembling all over, and the fear of the unknown suddenly spread.

Geng Yizhong and the others looked at the snowflakes flying like blood in the sky, and their faces changed suddenly, but they quickly recovered, and looked at Shen Feiyu with a meaningful expression.

The blood-colored snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and the whole earth is as red as blood in a short time, Shen Feiyu's footsteps are sluggish, looking at the blood flowers in the sky, his expression is as expressionless as ever, and he doesn't seem to feel anything about the chaotic crying behind him, and his figure slowly disappears from view.

In Yuncheng, in an inconspicuous tavern in the south of the city, an old man in ragged clothes and white hair was holding an altar of flower carvings in his arms, looking intoxicated and satisfied. The wine bowl that was about to be sent to his mouth stopped abruptly at the moment when the blood flower appeared.

The old man put down the wine jar, his expression was solemn, and he solemnly took out three copper coins from his arms, the copper coins were simple and unpretentious, and the old man waved his hand to hold it, and the copper coins fell on the wooden table and made a crisp sound, and they were rotated and shook a few times before lying down.

"Xuanming sacrifice, blood stained snow, the world is stormy. Ask the vastness, disaster and calamity, and reward the heroes. The old man muttered to himself, his tone fluctuating, "Yin and yang are missing, and the green dragon is the main one." ”

"Old man, can you leave a drink?" just as the old man sighed, a strong and excited voice interrupted him.

The old man's eyes were drunk and hazy, and he finally saw the person clearly, this person was dressed in a dark robe, it was Shen Feiyu of Yuncheng Sacrificial Wine, the old man raised his eyelids and looked at Shen Feiyu, and he couldn't help but shout hello for Shen Feiyu's temperament, but his face was silent.

"It's rare that anyone is willing to drink with my old name, but I can't promise you. The old man shook the only flower carving on the table.

"The shopkeeper will take a few more jars of wine. Shen Feiyu was unmoved by the old man's refusal, and sat opposite the old man by himself, staring straight at the old man with no expression.

Although he rejected Shen Feiyu on his lips, the old man didn't say anything more, drank the wine by himself, and ignored Shen Feiyu, and soon the only Huadiao wine bottomed out, but the old man was not polite at all, and directly picked up the wine that the store had just sent and drank it.

Shen Feiyu sat silently, but he didn't drink, just sat still, watching the old man drink one jar after another. The two were relatively speechless, but the atmosphere did not seem to be incongruous. I don't know that after a long time, the blood flowers outside have changed to white, and there is no trace of blood flowers on the ground, as if they were short-lived.

"Little doll, tell me where you came from!" said the old man who was the first to break the silence.

"The junior Shen Feiyu is too one. Shen Feiyu didn't like the old man calling himself a little doll, but his tone was unusually respectful.

"Taiyi ......" the old man raised his head and took a sip of wine, smacking his lips, "I didn't expect the little shepherd boy to have a chance." ”

"Master, you have always been the most respected person in Taiyi. Shen Feiyu's tone was sincere, "The patriarch passed down the decree, and Taiyi enshrined the master's immortal tablet for eternity, praying day and night. ”

"When the old man just happened to pass by, he saw that he was quite aura, so he pointed out one or two, and he also created it himself, and he was considered to have a heart for worshipping day and night. ”

"But where you came from, go back. The old man said inexplicably.

"The juniors understand, but the juniors won't leave, I think one day the master will open his mouth to tell the juniors, and there is not much time. Shen Feiyu didn't feel frustrated.

The old man no longer spoke, just drank wine, but the snow outside the store fell more urgently, the sound of falling snow was clearly audible, and the old man's figure gradually blurred, as if it had never existed, and there was only Shen Feiyu here.

Looking at the remaining wine stains on the wooden table, Shen Feiyu, who had always been indifferent, was turbulent in his heart at this time. In Shen Feiyu's heart, his master is already a meritorious person, but every time the master mentions the master, there is a deep awe in his eyes.

On the northern outskirts of Cloud City, under Yan Mountain, a figure stood on the altar at this moment, if Shen Feiyu was here, he would definitely recognize that it was the master who had just talked to him. The old man's expression was solemn at this time, his temperament was different from the previous clouds, and he exuded the momentum of swallowing the sky and catching the moon, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth.

The old man looked north at the sky, his eyes were bright, piercing the galaxy, as if he wanted to see through the ages and reverse the reincarnation. After a long time, the momentum of the old man's whole body dissipated, and a faint vicissitudes and a trace of sadness couldn't help but spread from the old man's body.

"Alas... Hmph..."The old man's back is gloomy, but it looks extremely majestic. The wind swept by, and only the old man's sighing and shouting echoed in the heavens and the earth for a long time.

The snow dwells, the moon shines, and the blood flowers in the day make the people in the city panic, and the first thing Geng Yizhong did after returning to the city was to issue a notice to calm the people's fear. Originally, according to the old custom, a grand lantern festival should be held on the night of the sacrifice, but when such a strange thing happened, the lantern festival was canceled and a curfew was imposed in the whole city.

"Nangong, our brothers, I can't bear to kill each other, if you give up resistance, I will do my best to protect you." ”

"Beiwei, I have no possibility of turning back, don't be obsessed and help the abuse. ”

"My lord has the grace of reinvention for us, Nangong, do you think we can repay the kindness?"

"Beiwei, don't say any more, fight with me. ”

At this time, in the east of Yuncheng City, in a small and remote street, two people drew their knives and confronted each other. The person known as Nangong was extremely miserable at this time, covered in blood, swaddling in arms, and his expression was resolute.

"Brother, I'm sorry. Beiwei looked pained, and waved his knife towards Nangong.

Nangong raised the knife to meet him, and the blade of the knife made a piercing sound, only to see the knife shadow flying, the cold light was shining, and there was a flash of spiritual light, and the two attacked left and right, and it was difficult to solve it for a while. Seeing that there was a stalemate, Beiwei raised his knife and stabbed the baby in Nangong's arms, trying to force Nangong to submit.

Nangong tightly protected the baby in his arms, but Beiwei's knife skills were extremely tricky, and the two grew up together since childhood, and they were very familiar with each other, and Beiwei was already familiar with Nangong's weaknesses, and Nangong wanted to be distracted to protect the baby in his arms, if it weren't for Beiwei's intention to persuade Nangong, I am afraid that Nangong would have been captured by Beiwei.

As time passed, Nangong was already a candle in the wind, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated. Suddenly, Nangong threw away the knife in his hand and knelt straight to Beiwei with his legs.

"Beiwei, except for him, I have never knelt down to anyone, today I Nangong do not ask to be able to live, but I beg you to spare the baby in my arms. With that, Nangong knocked his head heavily on the bluestone slab of Cloud City, and the sound of impact was so loud at this moment.