Unlike the Great Qi Dynasty, which was strictly ordered and hierarchical, the Great Yan Dynasty was obviously much more casual and scattered.

At first glance, a group of rough men surround the seat of King Yan, you say a word, croaking and shouting, more lively than the market.

Someone couldn't hold back their curiosity, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Changying, the king...... No, why did Taigong suddenly get out of the customs, it was because there was a breakthrough in cultivation.

Zhao Changying did not inform everyone about her injury before.

He smiled and replied, "No, I was summoned by the gods. He guided me out early to do something very significant. ”

Something significant?

The eyes of the crowd widened.

Just as they were wondering, a man in a big red robe and a high red hat suddenly ran into the lobby with hurried steps, shouting loudly: "Oracle! There are oracles! ”

This red-robed man is naturally Chongli, the high priest of the Fire God Temple.

All eyes fell on him.

I saw Chongli stumble a few steps, and fell in the center of the lobby with a "plop".

Suddenly, a flame several feet high burst from his body, reflecting the whole room in a dazzling orange color. The shadows of the crowd were cast on the walls, as if countless ghosts were flickering.

For many years, the god of fire in the northern faith had hardly ever performed such a miracle in public as it does today.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stare intently at the scene in the flames.

A vague figure appeared in the middle of the flames.

People couldn't see His face clearly, but they saw Him climb to the top of Kunlun Mountain, steal the fire from the fairy world, and bring it back to the world—this is a story that everyone in the North is familiar with.

But the Vulcan's appearance soon changed.

The flames around Him faded into a brilliant star, and his long black hair turned silvery.

"Emperor Ziwei!"

"How could it be Emperor Ziwei?"

Emperor Ziwei's recognition is really high. The crowd quickly recognized him for who he was.

It's just that they don't understand -

"Shangcang" and the Fire God Temple, which have been competing for believers in the northern region for hundreds of years, can be regarded as sworn rivals.

Why did the God of Fire suddenly become Emperor Ziwei?

Could it be that the god of fire lost to Emperor Ziwei in the battle of the gods, and was robbed of his name and incense by Emperor Ziwei?

Or are they essentially different images of the same deity?

The figure in the flames continued to change.

His face gradually became younger, his long silver-white hair turned back into black hair, and his pitch-black brocade robe changed into a simple green shirt.

It was Gu Xu's appearance.

Dayan Qunchen is no stranger to Gu Xu.

After all, when Zhao Changying was still the king of Yan, he once invited Gu Xu to be a guest in the court, asked everyone to treat him with the courtesy of a countryman, and even abolished the cultivation of the two Great Qi envoys for Gu Xu.

Later, they also kept hearing rumors like "Gu Xu is the incarnation of the God of Fire in the world", "Gu Xu will soon become the prince of Dayan", and "Gu Xu can deprive the Zhao clan of the bloodline power".

However, although Gu Xu is famous, he used to wear a mask for most of his time in the north and rarely had close contact with people.

Therefore, as the rumors spread, he became more and more mysterious in the eyes of everyone in the north.

At this moment, when he appeared in the oracle flame with the image of the Fire God and the Ziwei Emperor, people became more and more convinced that the relationship between him and the Fire God was extraordinary.

After a few minutes, the bright flame finally faded out.

Chongli, the unconscious high priest of the Fire God Temple, also held his hands on the ground and slowly got up.

He looked around and saw the look of surprise, confusion, or doubt on the faces of the people.

"What just happened?" He asked with a frown.

As a priest who delivered the oracle, he was just in a state of "divine possession", with no personal consciousness and no memory of the content of the "oracle".

Hearing his words, an officer stepped forward and briefly recounted to him the picture of the flames.

At the same time, he also asked in passing, "Your Excellency High Priest, what is the meaning of this will of the gods?" ”

Since the oracles themselves are often vague and obscure, the interpretation of the priests often plays a great role.

High Priest Chongli took a deep breath.

He remembered the young man in the green robe and mask not long ago, standing beneath the temple altar, causing the flames to bow their heads.

"The god of fire that we believe in is more powerful than we think," Chongli replied after a moment's thought, "and now he has come to earth and is ready to lead us to a brighter future." ”

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The "oracle" conveyed by Chongli to the ministers in the north was undoubtedly a scene choreographed by Gu Xu.

As Gu Xu's comprehension of the power of incense became more and more profound, he was able to inform the believers of his will through the priests of the Fire Temple.

The oracle itself is vague though.

But he believed that under Chongli's guidance, the northern ministers would make up for themselves in the direction he wanted, so that he could twist the forces under his command into a god in the future.

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After lunch, Gu Xu left the northern border with Luo Chuan.

Although I know that we will meet again soon.

But at the time of separation, Zhao Yan still showed reluctance to be in love with Gu Xu, hugging him tightly, and only then did she let him go until the space passage was basically formed.

"Take care," she said as she reached out to smooth the folds of his collar, "I'm waiting for your good news." ”

Gu Xu didn't open his mouth to respond, but just kissed her forehead silently.

Then he turned and stepped into the cobweb-like spatial rift.

Zhao Yan stood in place, staring intently at the place where his back disappeared, and it took a while to come back to his senses from his trance.

This is the third time she has bid farewell to Gu Xu.

The first time was thousands of years ago, when she was a young girl, she watched Shizun disappear into her arms, let her think about it day and night, and never came back.

The second time was at Jingu Wharf, where she watched Gu Xu disappear from the junction of sea and sky with the merchant ship he was on - after that, he was once erased from her memory by a mysterious force. She couldn't imagine the terrible danger he had encountered on his way to find the fragments of his natal weapon.

"Yan'er, take it easy," her father, Zhao Changying, appeared beside her at some point, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her, "He'll be fine."

"This husband of yours is not simple. I can't see through him at all now. ”

"He's not easy."

Thinking of Gu Xu's rapid cultivation, his ability to save Zhao Changying from the line of death, and the forces under his command that he had quietly condensed, Zhao Yan nodded seriously.

But the worry between her brows didn't disappear completely. (End of chapter)