Two snow eagles landed on the bank of the Cuiyun River one after the other, two old men in white robes walked down to the ground, both of them were crane-haired children, one of them was tall, a long silver hair spread to the waist, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with wisdom, although the face was full of vicissitudes, but there were almost no wrinkles on the face, it can be said that the face was like a crown of jade, and the other was similar in shape and physique, but the hair was slightly shorter, the same phoenix eyes, except for being a little younger, were like the first old man like a character printed in a mold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing the two elders, everyone on the shore, except for Qingyan, all knelt down and bowed, "Welcome to the arrival of the elder immortal master!"

Qing Ming also swam ashore at this time, and said in his heart that these two old men who came from the eagle must be the two elders of Qinglan and Qingcan, he put on his robe, and quickly knelt down: "Welcome to the elder immortal!"

At this time, the Qingcan Elder, who looked a little younger, couldn't help but laugh, and laughed, "Haha! Brother has become like this, senior brother, look! haha!"

Elder Qing Deng saw that he was rude in front of everyone, and his face was very embarrassed, and Qing Yan glared at him and shouted: "Senior brother is mistaken! What brother is not a younger brother, the person in front of you is your nephew and grandson, called Qing Ming!"

Qingcan still giggled, and said, "Qingming, haha, isn't his soul his younger brother Qingyang?" In the end, he himself felt that something was wrong, so his voice became lower and lower, and finally closed his mouth.

It turns out that Qingcan and Qingyan are brother and sister, and they are also the elder brother and sister of the last bronze king Qingyang, and Qinglan is the cousin of the three of them. Now, when Qingcan saw Qing Ming, he knew that the other party was the reincarnation of Qing Yang's soul, and his own personality was more frivolous than that of other elders, so he lost his temper a little.

Qing Deng ignored Qing Can, and instead asked everyone to get up, walked in front of Yun Sheng, and arched his hand: "Is the old prime minister okay?"

Prime Minister Yunsheng returned the salute and replied respectfully: "Thanks to the immortal master's concern, the old man is in a position, and he has a great responsibility, so he doesn't dare to be lazy, and his body is still healthy!"

Qing Lantern nodded with a smile, and then said to everyone: "Fang Cai, the magic skill made by Ming'er is the water curtain skill, old immortal, I was fortunate to see the first king Qingyang King use this magic skill twenty-five years ago to repel the flood caused by the enemy, and now I am fortunate to see you again, fortunately, fortunately!"

The older people present such as Qingyan and Zhong Quan nodded in agreement.

Elder Qing Lantern revealed the origin of the Water Curtain Skill, which was actually helping Qing Ming correct his name, affirming the fact that he already knew how to use the Bronze King's Imperial Divine Skill.

Yun Shengcheng immediately understood, and without waiting for others to speak, he said loudly: "Not bad! Twenty-five years ago, when King Qingyang used the water curtain skill to repel the flood with the power of the water curtain, the old man happened to be with him, and he was fortunate enough to witness it! It can be seen that Prince Qingming has successfully performed a bronze king's royal magic skill in accordance with the rules set by the collegial panel nine days ago! Now, the three elders have gathered, and everything is ready! The old man led hundreds of officials and respectfully asked His Royal Highness the prince to hold a sword drawing ceremony to unite the soul of the bronze king! The throne of the king of the great subject country has been vacant for a long time, and all the people are waiting for the Bronze King to be born again!"

Qing Deng nodded and said with a smile: "What the prime minister said is very true! According to the old immortal, there is no need to delay in drawing the sword! Tonight, it is the right time! Yun Sheng, what do you see?"

Prime Minister Yunsheng arched his hand and said: "According to what the immortal master said, the old man will immediately lead the hundred officials to prepare for the sword drawing ceremony!" As he spoke, he said a few words to Ming Su, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Ming Su promised again and again.

King Qingyuan bowed his hand to the green lantern and said, "Immortal Master Xie is in charge of the overall situation!

At that moment, everyone dispersed and acted separately. King Qingzhe invited the three elders to the palace to rest.

After returning to the hall of the Qingzhe Palace, the elders chatted with Qing Ming, talking about some of the old past of the former Bronze King, and about the hardships of searching for the soul of the Bronze King for eighteen years to no avail, and full of anticipation for the sword drawing ceremony that will be held at night.

The dinner was arranged by Princess Qingzhen herself, and Qingming's diet was supplemented again and again, lest he be malnourished.

Just as he was bowing his head to eat, Qing Ming suddenly found that two drops of blood were dripping from his plate, and when he wiped his nose, it was indeed a nosebleed! Everyone was very concerned, Heqiuer hurriedly handed over a wet towel, and after a while of wiping, the blood stopped. Looking at the worried expressions of the elders, Qing Ming smiled and said: "It's a trivial matter! Don't worry about the elders! Ming'er has seen his companions have nosebleeds in the way of the world, and he has also flowed himself, it is really sparse and ordinary, it is okay, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing that his bleeding stopped, everyone stopped looking into it, but Princess Qingzhe's heart was pounding, and she always felt that something was faintly wrong.

As night fell, people from all walks of life rushed to Tianyuan Mountain. According to the list listed by the Ministry of Rites, those who are qualified enter the Yuesheng Cave to witness it with their own eyes, while the officials of the other ranks wait outside the cave.

The ceremony in the cave was naturally presided over by King Qingyuan, who guarded the Yuesheng Cave.

Just like the previous sword test, King Qingyuan stood in the center of the stone chamber where Qing Ming was observing the mural, and used the internal force of his palm to trigger the mechanism of the stone chamber dome, and the wall behind the stone chamber was like two sliding doors, sliding to both sides respectively.

As everyone entered the inner room where the sword of Yue Sheng was placed, the blue light in the room shone on everyone, as if telling a story from ancient times, solemn and passionate.

Qingyuan Wang Zhengse said: "Please ask the three elders to help the prince draw his sword!" He no longer called Ming'er, but directly addressed the prince, looking more solemn.

Elder Qing Deng nodded, exchanged a look with Qing Can and Qing Yan, and the three of them walked to the stone pillar where the Yue Sheng Sword was placed, and stood on the corner of the equilateral triangle respectively, their hands were raised horizontally, and the palms were opposite to each other in turn, Qing Deng's left palm was opposite to Qing Yan's right palm, and the right palm was opposite to Qing Can's left palm, three people, six arms, forming a closed loop.

The cave was silent, and all eyes were cast on the three elders.

I saw that they closed their eyes tightly, tried their best to regulate their luck, and concentrated all the internal force of their whole body into the palm, and felt that the time had come, and the three of them withdrew their arms at the same time, and invariably hit the bottom of the stone pillar, several dazzling golden lights flashed, and the stone pillar slowly rose, floating in the air, and stopped steadily. Except for the elders, everyone didn't know the secret at the bottom of this stone pillar, it turned out that there was a ruby-like treasure hidden at the bottom of the stone pillar, emitting a red light, mixed with the blue light emitted by the sapphire from the hilt of the Yuesheng Sword, and the room instantly changed from the previous blue light to a mysterious and warm purple red.

Qing Ming fixed his eyes and saw that the shape of the gem was very similar to the high-grade soul refining stone he had seen before, and his body was many times larger, the size of a tennis ball that he had played in the Dao of the World before.

After the stone pillar was raised, the three elders opened their eyes, and the green lantern reached out and gently picked off the astonishing red soul refining stone, and the stone pillar automatically and slowly lowered and fell back to its original position, as if it had never been moved. He spread out his hands, and with luck in his palms, he lifted the red soul refining stone into the air, right above the Yuesheng Sword.

After setting up the soul refining stone, Qing Deng gave Qing Can and Qing Yan a look, and then said to Qing Ming: "Ming'er, come here, get rid of all distracting thoughts, just think about the Yue Sheng Sword, try to pull it out!"

Qing Ming stepped forward, took a deep breath, and after standing still, he reached out and took off the Yuesheng Sword, took a closer look, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the Yuesheng Sword was so well-made, it was really rare to see it in the world.

The three elders formed a circle again, surrounded Qing Ming and the Yuesheng Sword in the middle, their palms facing each other in turn, and after the luck was right, they all withdrew their palms, and then struck at the red soul refining stone in the air at the same time, and a gentle red light shot from the soul refining stone towards the Yuesheng Sword, as if a steady stream of energy was continuously entered into the sword.

Qing Ming knew that the time had come, and he was so excited that his hands began to tremble, so he forced himself to calm down, and with a bang, he held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and drew his sword vigorously. Unexpectedly, this time it was extremely easy, and a crisp metal impact sounded, and the Yuesheng Sword was pulled out in an instant. The sword body was full of golden light, shooting all over the inner room, everyone couldn't adapt to the strong light for a while, and had to block their eyes with their arms, and after a while, they didn't feel so dazzling anymore, and they all turned their eyes back to Qing Ming.

The moment the sword body was pulled out, there seemed to be a huge amount of hidden energy on it that was suddenly stimulated, and it was transmitted to Qing Ming's hand through the hilt of the sword, Qing Ming's whole body trembled, and then he returned to calm, at this time, he felt that his body was full of energy, his joints were extremely flexible and relaxed, his muscles were much stronger than before, and his limbs were more powerful, and a voice echoed in his head: "I am a well-deserved bronze king, revitalize my great subject country, and I should not let it go!"

Qing Ming's chest couldn't help but straighten up, even he didn't know it, his complexion suddenly matured a lot, just now he was still a slightly apprehensive young man, and now, everyone saw a majestic and steady look on his face.

The red soul refining stone in the air had disappeared completely, and the three elders had finished their work, all with tired faces. It turned out that the new Bronze King needed the power of the elders to draw his sword, and he needed the power of the elders to assist him in integrating the red soul refining stone energy hidden at the bottom of the stone pillar with the Yuesheng Sword in order to succeed.

At this time, Qing Ming was excited, and he didn't know where an impulse came from, as if he was moving by inertia, he raised the Yuesheng Sword he pulled out with his right hand, and shouted loudly: "The king's power is bestowed!

When everyone heard this, they all knelt down and bowed, and even the three elders who were still panting after the harvest of the merit fell to the ground, chanting to fill the small stone room: "The soul of the Bronze King is one! Long live the Qingming King!"

The guards in the cave also shouted one after another, and the call was passed out, and the hundred officials waiting outside the cave heard the words, and knelt down together, and suddenly, the sound of chanting long live resounded throughout the Tianyuan Mountain.

Princess Qingzhe was overjoyed in her heart, but whether he was a dragon or a snake, he was his own child, and her love and compassion continued unabated, and when she remembered his inexplicable nosebleed during the day, a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.