Around the altar, the pine and cypress branches are luxuriant, focusing on the rituals, but everyone on the altar is not aware, the altar is not far away, in the shadow of a towering cypress tree, Tissot is invisible. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "I don't know what these people pray for in the forest regardless of the darkness of the night, ascending to the altar in the forest?" , Tissot cockpit, watching the projection display outside the cabin, seeing the altar is bright, undoubtedly holding a ceremony, recalling the right time to go up the mountain, all over the sentry posts along the way, and at this moment, on the altar, there are heavy guards, I don't know what an important thing is, it is actually a time to move the people, in the middle of the night, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but ask suspiciously, and when he heard the words, Xue Qingqing was silent, just because, when Zhao Xiaoyun asked, the person sitting on the altar futon had already gotten up, and took the sword in the hand of the boy servant holding the sword.

The breeze blows, emitting and flying, but I see that the person who dances the sword is like a distant mountain, the eyes are the same as the Danfeng, and the face is beautiful and jade, and I see this person's eyes open and close, his eyes are blazing, like the heaven and earth magic machine contained in it, and the steps are advancing and retreating, and the plain silk silk on his body is a deep coat, with big sleeves and clothes fluttering in the wind, lining this person more and more handsome, like a heavenly person, and sighing like this graceful and suave, Xue Qingqing was confused for a while, and even Zhao Xiaoyun was impressed by the invisible demeanor and temperament of this person, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sighing that this person was chic, but he was afraid that he was not inferior to Tan Lang.

Xiu Dao is Zhao Xiaoyun and Xue Qingqing are rare and strange, just because, at this moment, the altar on the top of Nanping Mountain, later generations call it the Seven Star Altar, and on the altar, the person who spreads his head and holds a sword is Zhuge Liang, who is known for his resourcefulness and resourcefulness.

"Liang has been reading the scriptures since childhood, and the year of the crown, and he has to teach the "Eight Gates Dunjia Heavenly Book" to different people, which can be described as the opportunity of the universe, astronomy and geography, all of which are incomprehensible, thinking not long ago, Liang according to the words of the villagers living in Chibi, for several days, observing the sky at night, according to the orbit changes of the stars in the sky, Liang Yuan calculated that tonight, the east wind fell on the same day, but why, at this moment, nearly three watches, but still did not see the wind rise..." , In order to help the Jiangdong Navy to break the enemy in the future, tonight, with a meal of fasting, bathing and changing clothes, Kong Mingte ascended the altar to cast a spell, in order to pray for the east wind from the sky, but helplessly, chanting mantras and praying for a long time, at this moment, not to mention the east wind, even the beginning of the call of the terrible north wind, but also unconsciously is the flag is silent, looking up at the sky, the moon is gone, and all around, except for the torch burning crackling, quietly, Kong Ming is anxious, suddenly the incense in the furnace is extinguished, I am afraid that the number of rituals will be lost, he can't help but call the incense boy in the furnace to continue the incense, wait for the sandalwood to rekindle, respectfully tie the salute, and then, Kong Mingfang began to fight the sword and pinch the trick, chanting the curse。

"Xiaoyun, do you temporarily call Lan Mei'er to stop the operation of the energy storage program?", looking at the real thing, knowing what was going on, Xue Qingqing couldn't help but nudge Zhao Xiaoyun and said. Hearing this, it was not as if Xue Qingqing's spiritual pupils were in his eyes, and he didn't know that the person who did the altar was Kong Ming, looking at Xue Qingqing, Zhao Xiaoyun was full of doubts, "Xiaoyun, do you know who is the person who dances the sword on the altar at this moment?", Zhao Xiaoyun looked puzzled, and in order to relieve his doubts, Xue Qingqing asked at that time.

"That man looks like a fairy wind bone, and I guess he must be a warlock. Zhao Xiaoyun said categorically, "Warlock?", hearing the word warlock, Xue Qingqing couldn't help but bend down and smile at that time, and said: "Zhuge Liang, who is like a clever and famous man, learned that you were commensurate with a warlock in the rivers and lakes behind your back, and he was afraid that he would not be angry, so he immediately fell off the altar with a mouthful of blood. ”

"Zhuge ... Bright?", Kong Ming's name was like thunder, and when he heard this, Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't help but be surprised and said.

"Yes, that person is Zhuge Wolong if he is fake, and he, regardless of the darkness of the night, ascended the altar in Chibi, in order to pray for the east wind. Zhao Xiaoyun was stunned, Xue Qingqing said lightly at that time.