And the state, Kangyuan City.

Just after the beginning of autumn, the weather is still hot and dry, and the grass in the back garden of the palace of the state is full of flowers, the falling flowers are colorful, the rockery is green and the water is churning, and there is a grand scene of its own.

Dugusheng, the king of Bingzhou, painted under the pavilion, splashing ink, looking idle, obviously in a good mood.

"The prince's painting skills have risen sharply..."

Liu Changgeng stroked his beard beside him and smiled: "This "Autumn Garden" is full of prosperity, although there is gloom, it does not hide the joy of the harvest, and I admire it." ”

The king of Bingzhou put down his paintbrush and smiled heartily, "Chang Geng said that he laughed, this king is just a wild man, and you Shanhai Academy is good at this." ”

The two chatted for a while, and Liu Changgeng suddenly pointed out: "Lord Wang, I'm afraid there will be a result today." ”

"yes."

The king of Bingzhou sighed, "This black hand has always been in the dark, and it is too much energy, and it would be easy to force it to jump out of the stage, but this king is worried about another point." ”

Liu Changgeng instantly comprehended, "What the prince said is that the emperor will launch it in advance?" ”

King Bingzhou nodded, "That's right, in the past two years since the government army opened up the wasteland, the treasury has been full, and the strength of the family has increased greatly, but prices have skyrocketed, and people's grievances are gradually accumulating. ”

"Now the DPRK and China are divided into two factions, one faction is headed by Wang Fuzi of Shanhai Academy, who believes that it is not possible to rush forward, maintain the original plan, stabilize prices, accumulate the general trend, unify the human race in ten years, and lay the foundation for a hundred years later."

"The other faction is led by several major families, and they feel that they should be launched in advance, and the war can be used to divert the people's grievances, and they can also loot from the Southern Jin Dynasty, raise the war with war, and recuperate after unifying the north and the south."

Liu Changgeng thought thoughtfully, "The plan of the prince is indeed safe, but it is bound to let the royal family and the family benefit the people, I haven't been back to the academy for a long time, I heard that the dispute over the 'new ritual law' is fierce, it is estimated that it is because of this matter... What did the prince say? ”

The king of Bingzhou was silent for a moment, "No matter what, there are pros and cons to this matter, the royal brother was in turmoil a few days ago, and he fainted once, and the prince at this time... It should be still and not moving. ”

Liu Changgeng suddenly realized, looked in the direction of Shendu, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, quite a few people are waiting for the results.

……

The vast ice fields in the north are full of wind and snow.

Dressed in red armor, Bi Fangjun rode his horse and galloped, trembling in the earthquake, and military flags fluttered, and blazing flames flowed between the military flags and the armor of the soldiers.

Thundered... It's like lava surging in an ice field.

On the snow peak, a woman rode a horse and watched, dressed in gold and red armor, her facial features were heroic, but there was a domineering aura between her eyebrows that no man had.

Chirp!

A huge spirit bird flew by, its colorful wings flowed its tail, and the fire on its body surged, obviously with extraordinary blood.

The woman looked in the direction of Wuliang Mountain, her eyes were full of indifference, and dozens of miles behind her, the mountains were continuous, and the ice and snow city wall several feet high could not be seen at a glance...

……

Shendu Southwest Fang City, in a tavern.

The shopkeeper shuttled back and forth with steaming braised pork and soju, and the peddlers' pawns were bare and noisy.

In the corner of the tavern, an old man in a Confucian robe with white hair was drunk, fiddling with fried peanuts on the table, and muttered to himself: "The world is bustling, all for profit, if you want to achieve great things, you need to follow the trend, your emperor, you are too pressed..."

The East Palace on the left side of the Imperial City of the Divine Capital.

The sandalwood in the huge main hall is miao, the candle flame is faint, and the silence is a little scary.

Prince Duguxi stood alone with his hands in his hands, looking at a mural in front of him and was silent.

The mural was also removed from nowhere, the monuments are mottled, and unknown pigments have penetrated deep into the stone walls.

On the mural, it is a map of the Middle Earth, and if outsiders see it, their jaws will drop in shock, because this mural from the ancient barbarian era is more accurate than the current official map of Dayan.

Not only that, but there are also topographic maps of the Black Abyss Ice Field, the Western Wilderness, Southern Xinjiang, and the Sea Islands on the mural, which are densely packed with marks of various ancient cities...

He was silent for a while, then looked in the direction of the palace, his eyes were a little complicated, "Father, you are giving me a problem..."

……

Regardless of the wind and rain outside, Wuliang Mountain has built a shrine for the Great Jiao of Sheji.

It's night, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the sky is full of stars.

It is still the last big array, the difference is that there is a huge sand table in the big array, a gossip plate is hung from the bronze beam above, and a sharp spike is below, which is stood by several Taoist priests in the nine palaces, and the red line in their hands dragged the gossip plate from different directions.

This magic weapon is very similar to the folk witchcraft of supporting the beggars, but it is obviously more complicated, and it is connected to the Sheji altar.

Wang Xuan stood outside the formation wearing Rong armor, first glanced at Guangyuan Zhenjun silently, and then looked inside the formation.

The five soul fetuses were finally assembled.

In addition to his wife Mo Qingrou, Ugly Buddha and the stupid young man, there is also an indifferent man with pustules on his head, and a thin young man with a shrunken head.

The man's name is Wei Tingshan, who was found on the mountain road by a veteran of the border army and stayed by his side to raise him.

This person is not poisonous spirit spirit spirit Yun was extracted, since then all kinds of evil poisons in the body can not be discharged, if it is not for the cultivation of the blood evil body forging technique under the guidance of veterans since childhood, the five internal organs have already failed.

Even so, he was completely broken, smelly, no one wanted to approach, and he would be driven away wherever he moved, so after sending the veteran to the end of his life, he moved to Xuanzhou, which was relatively safe, and survived to this day with his hunter skills...

And the young man with an obscene face is named Cui Xiaolin, who was damaged by the bird's yin and was adopted by the laundry grandmother of the red lantern boat, and worked as a turtle in Tongzhou Goolan Courtyard.

The finch has a damaged spirit, cannot walk on the road, has a timid and cowardly personality, and has been ridiculed and humiliated since childhood...

Pity these people, who were originally amazingly talented, but now although their circumstances are different, each one is more miserable than the other, and if his wife Mo Qingrou is not protected by the Mo family, I am afraid that it will not be much better.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan hated the black hand more and more.

When the Qi of Yin and Yang converged in the middle of the night, Guangyuan Zhenjun once again activated the Sheji Dajiao and stargazed and deduced.

This time, it's a different story.

On the five people, faint black smoke gushed from each of them, and under the drive of the starry sky and the divine power of incense, they flew into the air and gathered together, surging and rolling, vaguely forming a human figure.

Wang Xuan's eyes were solemn, staring at the black mist.

Ten extinct soul techniques, some of which are similar to golden cicadas shedding their shells, planting their own rotten souls in these heroic souls, turning decay into magic, extracting spiritual rhyme and rejuvenating it, but it will also leave traces.

The remnants of the souls of the five people have been able to deduce the identity of that person.

Sure enough, the black mist surged and rolled, gradually condensing, showing the image of a tall old man, with a gloomy face and a domineering aura between his eyebrows.

Even if it is just the manifestation of the remnant soul, it can be seen that this old man's identity is extraordinary.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, feeling strange.

These ten extinct soul techniques were passed down from the troubled times of the Seventeen Kingdoms before the Great Chu, and were originally used to worship the evil gods to relieve the poison of incense, but this old man was obviously not an evil god.

Everyone present was also puzzled, only Guangyuan Zhenjun and a few elders whose blood had weakened changed their faces drastically.

An elder's eyes were full of disbelief, and he lost his voice and said, "Emperor Li Huan of Wei You, how could it be him?" No way! ”

Everyone present was shocked.

Wang Xuan was also confused and felt a little absurd.

Emperor Li Huan of Wei You, the last emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, was defected by the Bai family on the battlefield and cursed to death by the altar of killing, and has long been drowned in the dust of history, why did he show up?

Li Fuzi next to him also had a solemn face, and his brows were furrowed, "In order to suppress the rebellion of the Quartet at that time, Emperor Li Huan of Wei You devoured the remaining incense fire divine power of the Humane Society, and the achievement of the Earth Immortal also buried the last trace of luck of Great Wei, could it be that he escaped a catastrophe at that time..."

Guangyuan Zhenjun's eyelids trembled slightly, he didn't expect to fish out such a big fish in a net, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal murderous intentions.

The Great Wei collapsed, in addition to the Dugu clan of the Great Yan Imperial Family and the Qin Clan of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the biggest beneficiary was the Taiyi Sect, and even the Xuanyuan Sect, which controlled the Shinto in the Southern Jin Dynasty, was just a traitor to the Xuantian Dao.

No wonder the black hand targeted the Taiyi Sect three times and twice, and no wonder the leader of the Xuanyuan Sect of the Southern Jin Dynasty believed in his words of the Immortal City.

The Great Wei ruled Middle-earth for more than 2,000 years, and knew so many secrets...

Thinking of this, Guangyuan Zhenjun shouted angrily, and the magic sword in his hand slanted upward, "Taishang Qingwei, divine qi dominates the sky... Display! ”

Thundered...

Visible to the naked eye, the billowing golden clouds and mist poured from outside the altar of the Humanitarian Society, and the sound was vast, and there was a faint thunderous sound.

Wang Xuan's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

It seems that the identity of the mastermind behind this scene makes the Earth Immortal Guangyuan Zhenjun a little uncalm, and he is not stingy with the power of incense and fire.

The magic power of incense is different from the magic, and there are many mysteries in itself.

At the same time, a large number of Nine Heavens Stars also poured into Wang Xuan's body, and the spiritual object Xuanguang became more and more cold, but he didn't care about it, but stared at the Jiao altar.

I saw that part of the surging incense fire divine power poured into the bronze tripod, and the rest was all absorbed by the magic weapon similar to the Fu Ping technique.

Buzz...

After the incense divine power was injected, the bronze plate began to sway from side to side, and the Taoist priest who was dragging the red thread around him also ran the golden light spell at the same time, and the golden light on his body flashed.

The black mist of Emperor Wei Youdi Li Huan was also enveloped in the divine power of incense and poured into the magic weapon.

Rustle... The spikes under the bronze Taiji plate continued to tremble on the sand table, and at the same time, the Dao Dao spiritual mist rose, showing static light and shadow above the sand table:

The corpses are piled up in the dark cave, the ghost fire is faint, and several black-clothed people are shuttling through it with the statue of Emperor Wei You...

An underground ancient city is densely covered with torches, densely packed with figures bowing to the statue of Emperor Wei You, and the bloody sacrifice is like a slaughterhouse...

The meteorite fell, the sky fell, Xiao Jianqiu stared at the red coffin in the crater with a stunned face, and several black-clothed people next to him handed over the pill in their hands...

In an attic, a strange altar was arranged, and ten young children were lying in the array, and the Dao aura poured towards the coffin, and there was a blood placenta that was constantly wriggling above...

Mo Qingrou covered her mouth in surprise, these scenes were exactly what she saw in her nightmare, but now they are fully presented.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

These scenes have shown that there is a group of forces that have used all kinds of evil methods to reincarnate and resurrect Emperor Wei You, and the duration is so wide that people's scalps are numb, and I don't know where they got such an obsession.

One of the black-robed people, Wang Xuan, had met Li Fuzi, and it was the ancestor of the Bai family in Huangquanling!

In the end, the light and shadow showed a young man with a gentle face, with handsome facial features, and a faint mockery in his eyes.

"It's the Qilin son of the Zhou family of the Fenglong clan, Zhou Ao."

Li Fuzi looked in the direction of Shendu, "It's a big trouble!" ”