The snow is fluttering and the wind is gradually subsiding.

The fog dissipated, and a shadow appeared on the broken stone statue, dressed in a man's white robe, with neat hair in a bun, and beautiful facial features, but full of heroism.

It is Li Qianqiu, the princess of the Great Wei Dynasty.

She looked at the old man's corpse and was silent.

Sou!

After the ruins of the wall, a scholar flashed out, looked excited, came to the old man's corpse, groped up and down, took out a leather scroll from his arms, opened it and looked at it twice, and suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Where's the stuff?" The eyes of the three princesses were cold.

The scholar inexplicably felt a hint of coolness, and respectfully bowed his hand and said, "Princess, please wait a moment." ”

After that, he took out a bone flute from his arms, and the real qi was running, puffing out his cheeks and blowing, but there was no sound.

About half a burnt incense, the ground suddenly blew in the wind, and the sound of rustling sounded, and there was a faint small figure flickering.

The wind had cleared, and there was something more on the snow.

It was a skeleton, crystal clear, like glass, and there was a faint voice of grievance.

"The walls of the palace are deep... The bright moon is cold, the rivers and mountains are smoky, the mountains are full of mountains, the jade building is surrounded by the railing, and the canopy is still missing..."

The repertoire is very famous, "Mourning Under the Moon" by Mrs. Baihua, the wife of the White Tiger Soldier Saint Li Yuan, is often played in the Liyuan Teahouse.

Looking at the skeleton, the scholar's eyes were full of jealousy, and he withdrew from the hundred meters with the leather scroll, and bowed his hand slightly, "Princess, I have kept my promise, can I leave?" ”

The princess of the Three Absolute did not speak, and her eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

The scholar didn't seem to be afraid, and smiled straight at him.

"I brought a helper."

The princess of the Three Absolute Princesses slowly turned her head and looked southwest.

A hundred feet away, I don't know when there was an extra figure, with a strong body, a face full of stubble, and a cold look in his eyes.

This person wears a tattered black robe over his leather armor.

The clothes fluttered in the wind, and the whole person loomed.

He was holding a beast bone longbow, the bowstring was tight, and the blood-colored bone tooth arrow was shining with faint green fire, which was strange and inexplicable.

A smile appeared on the corner of the scholar's mouth, "The princess may not know that she is the Southern Jin Dynasty Arrow Saint Yang Fu, and she is also the descendant of the Hidden Mountain Sect who was destroyed by the Dugu Clan. ”

"The Killing Arrow was given by His Majesty himself, and the princess should know the power of this thing."

The princess of the Three Absolute Princesses was silent, "Get out!" ”

The scholar flew away as if he had been pardoned.

The Southern Jin Arrow Saint Yang Fu also slowly retreated, and his figure dissipated in the wind and snow.

Li Qianqiu, the princess of the Three Absolute Princesses, stretched out her hand, and the skeleton on the ground rose into the air and slowly landed in the jade palm.

Not far away, the golden light flashed, and the white-bearded Daoist was suspended in the air, and it was the Taiyi Sect Leader Guangyuan Zhenjun.

Li Qianqiu, the princess of the Three Absolute Princesses, didn't seem to be surprised, and still looked at the skeleton in her hand, "The ancestor soldier saint escaped into the ice field, and the Queen of Hundred Flowers missed the disease, and the immortal left behind, mourning in the palace day and night, and everyone who heard it was crazy." ”

"It is rumored that only by burying it next to the ancestors, the soul of the Queen of Hundred Flowers can be at peace, but I also vowed to attack the ice field, this knot, now it seems, it is just a lie..."

Guangyuan Zhenjun's face was calm, "The princess is righteous." ”

Li Qianqiu, the princess of the Three Absolute Realms, didn't pay attention to it, and glanced at the corpse of the old man in the middle of the snow, her eyes were dark, "We are all old ghosts living in the past, what righteousness, it's just a joke." ”

"But the name of the ancestors must not be tarnished!"

Guangyuan Zhenjun bowed slightly, "Rest assured, the princess has already used the Yin Technique, no matter what kind of evil the Emperor is, if he falls into the Netherworld, he will never be able to come back." ”

The princess did not speak.

The wind passed, and the place was empty.

Guangyuan Zhenjun also disappeared with the golden light.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came, and Qin Zhutou broke through the air, first groping for the old man's corpse, and then looking at the surrounding snow footprints, his face changed.

"Oh no, there's something else going on here!"

"Chase!"

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Twenty-nine months old, young years.

Every year at this time, the gods will hold a big sacrifice to welcome the Quartet into the royal family temple, feast on offerings, and receive ceremonial music to show their merits in protecting the human race.

This is an ancient ritual of sealing gods, which has been passed down from generation to generation.

The sky is slightly bright, and the bells and drums of the city are ringing in unison.

On the gate tower of the imperial city, Pei Yun, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, strode out in a purple robe, looked at the dense crowd under the city, slowly spread out the golden silk book in his hand, and recited aloud: "Fengtian carries Your Majesty, the edict says, since the three emperors rule the world, the gods and the earth, the incense is endless, the righteous men of the human race, guarding the four frontiers, the peace of the earth, the merit is in the thousand autumns......"

He studied under the Shanhai Academy, and the Haoran True Qi was running, and he was blessed by the city gate formation, and his voice resounded through the world.

The doors of each square have already been opened, and the people of the city, regardless of men, women and children, all bring exquisite pasta, wine and pastries, standing on both sides of the heavenly street, and the road is looking forward to it.

Outside the gate of the Shendu, the military captains of the thirty-six prefectures of Dayan arrived, all wearing armor and stomachs, with solemn expressions, and there were sergeants behind them holding high the French flag.

Wang Xuan was also among them, with a black four-spirit armor, a vermilion cloak, and a purple gold crown that soared to the sky, and Wei Tingshan behind him was holding a magic flag, with a solemn face.

He remained silent and looked up.

I saw that on the towering city gate tower, a Jiao altar has been erected, and the flags are lined up, and the great achievements are all there, and Hongyuan Zhenren is also among them.

Taiyi Sect Leader Guangyuan Zhenjun stood in the center of the Jiao altar, dressed in a purple robe of the sun, moon and stars, and the fairy wind Dao bones in the snow.

To be honest, Wang Xuan didn't want to see this old way.

Whether it is Master Wang or Guangyuan Zhenjun, they are all like iron, for the righteousness in their hearts, they will do everything, and anyone, including himself, will calculate.

If you have no desire, you are strong, and it is the most difficult.

Because he was pregnant with the Immortal City Order, even if he was friendly with the Taiyi Sect, he somehow became his pawn, but fortunately, the Sihaimen master snatched the cause and effect.

However, the other party may know about his absorption of mysterious metal, and he may have some ghost idea.

There are some things he is willing to do.

But not driven by others.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan secretly opened the Heavenly Dao Deduction Disk.

On the list, the fusion progress of the royal family's "Mixed Yuan Alchemy" and "Taixu Yin and Yang Jue" has reached 10%.

According to past experience, there should not be much conflict between these two exercises, as long as the fusion is successful, and then find a way to improve the Nine Transformations Tribulation Light, the body of the divine soldier can accumulate an unprecedented foundation.

When you step into the non-toxic realm, you will definitely be able to condense the world's amazing powers, and with your strength, why do you need to care about the color of others... Winter! Winter! Winter!

Just when Wang Xuan was distracted, the royal bell rang, and then the bells and drums all over the city rang, resounding throughout the four fields.

Guangyuan Zhenjun looked at the sky with his eyes, "Get up the altar!" ”

When the people heard the words, they pinched the trick at the same time.

In an instant, the incense of Jiao Tan spontaneously combusted without wind, soaring into the sky, and the flags rose and the hunt flew.

Guangyuan Zhenjun's palm was spread out, and a small gold seal rose into the air, which was the Taiyi Sect's Supreme Treasure Qing Wei Xuantian Seal.

This is a real magic weapon, as soon as it appeared, it showed extraordinary power, golden light, and suddenly soared into the sky.

Rumble!

There was a thunderclap in the air.

The sky was originally cloudy and snowy, but at this moment, the clouds were torn open a big hole, revealing the dazzling sunlight, and the clouds at the entrance of the cave seemed to be inlaid with gold edges.

A pillar of light penetrated between heaven and earth, just enveloping the entire Jiao altar, and then the divine power of golden incense rose up.

Wang Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he was vigilant in his heart.

Guangyuan Zhenjun's move is not to show off, but to respond to the essence of the day, so that the Jiao altar can run smoothly.

What alerted him was the magic weapon.

To tell the truth, he also has a magic weapon, and it is a rare treasure of military storage, the "cave arm" of the generalissimo Hou Tong of Kunyu.

Because of this, he knew the power of the magic weapon.

Cave Xuanarm Mustard Sumeru, whether it is the material or the formation burned on it, it is unheard of, and it is unusual.

The space inside is half a room large, enough for him to place his body-worn armor weapons and increase his combat power on the side.

Qingwei Xuantian Seal is obviously even more extraordinary.

At such a distance, it was difficult for the flying sword to reach at all, let alone have the strength to break through the clouds.

This kind of thing, I can't stop it at all.

Do other Dharma lineages also have magic weapons to suppress luck?

Wang Xuan pondered in his heart, and the festival over there continued.

After breaking through the clouds, the golden incense power of the Jiao altar became more and more intense, and as the Guangyuan True Monarch magic sword was wielded, the earth began to rumble and shake.

Wang Xuan ran the candle dragon eyes to look at Qi, only to see that with the Shendu as the center, one after another golden divine power broke through the air and scattered, and at the same time, the Earth Qi roared and rushed.

"Where are the gods of Qinzhou!"

Guangyuan Zhenjun threw out the decree and snorted.

Tu Su Ziming held the flag behind him, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold the French flag, and then the golden light of the Dao Dao appeared out of thin air and landed on the French flag, faintly dense figures.

The leader is a one-eyed gold-armored general.

Wang Xuan knew that this was Ruan Xiong, the king of Qinzhou Prefecture, the famous general of Dayan, and the boss of his ancestors.

Behind the monarch of Qinzhou Mansion, there stood the land of the emperor of the large and small cities, densely packed with hundreds of people, all of them with indifferent eyes and no trace of agility.

"Where are the gods of Liangzhou!"

"Where are the gods of Longzhou!"

"Where are the gods of the state!"

As Guangyuan Zhenjun continued to call, dense golden light fell, converging on the French flag.

Naturally, the king of the state capital had also arrived, and Wang Xuan even saw Chang Hu, the emperor of Yong'an City behind him, who was also expressionless.

The gods and spirits in the sky gathered more and more.

The expressions of the crowd became more and more solemn.

This is the Human Emperor Sealing Divine Technique, which represents the orthodoxy of the human race, and it is also the key to continuing from the Wild and Dark Period to the present.

When the gods of the thirty-six states gathered, Guangyuan Zhenjun also put down his magic sword and said solemnly: "The emperor has an order, the sky is clear and the earth is clear, welcome the gods, and the temple is recommended." ”

At the sound of an order, the high-ranking artists suddenly rose into the air, landed on the heavenly street, waved the dust, and chanted the "Treasure of Worshiping the Gods".

The lieutenants of the 36 state capitals followed closely behind, marching with flags, and the sky above was dense, and the golden light and shadow were like a large army.

In the rear is the Golden Armor Imperial Forest Army, arrayed and subordinate, mighty and extraordinary.

The people along the street bent down deeply, offered their offerings, and prayed in their hearts for good weather in the coming year.

Of course, the festival is not that simple.

After the gods, it is the portable shrine and float organized by each square city, and there are hundreds of gonggongs playing music, monks chanting scriptures, walking horse knife dance, acrobatics, and the whole heavenly street becomes a lively ocean.

And in front of the royal temple, the flag-holding wrestlers also towered the French flag, watching the golden light pour into the royal altar, where there are sacrificial gods and wine to cleanse the soul, bells and drums to remove filth.

After a busy day, the ceremony is over.

Wang Xuan turned his head reluctantly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is a gaze in the crowd that is looking at him, but it disappears in an instant.

Above mid-air, Guangyuan Zhenjun squinted.

In the crowd, a man in white was walking barefoot, and the people around him were still immersed in the celebratory atmosphere.

It was the Earth Immortal Blood Moon.

"The red dust is worrying, nothing more than that..."

Blood Moon laughed loudly, and within a few steps, the figure vanished.

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The thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the great festival of the palace.

The three palaces and six courtyards, the candle flame is eternal, the royal family, the civil and military officials, and the representatives of the family's legal lineage are all gathered in front of the Wuji Palace.

The opera color gate and Tsing Yi Pavilion came out together, each performing wonderful magic and illusion, and for a time the fierce beasts roared filial piety and the hundred ghosts walked at night.

The elders of the Earth Emperor Sect wore utensils on their heads and recited ancient songs, "The Emperor of Heaven is gone, the Emperor of the Earth is secluded, the Emperor of the People is eternal, and there are thousands of dynasties..."

The huge bonfire was lit, Wang Xuan and others had all their armor and stomachs, holding weapons and guarding the bonfire, even the Marshal of the Xiao Cavalry Dugu Yi and the Pixiu Army were also in trouble.

The bonfire was blazing and flickering.

The elders of the Earth Emperor Sect danced a show to drive away evil spirits.

The people of the city put up lamps similar to Kong Ming lanterns, and the night light candle sky was like stars.

The snow was falling, and the whole god was lit up.

Tu Su Ziming next to him suddenly sighed, "It's another year." ”

Wang Xuan looked at the snowy night sky and nodded slightly, "Yes, it's another year." ”

In the light and shadow of the bonfire, all the figures were straight until dawn......