The gray sky, the continuous light rain, the drizzling rain, constantly washed the walls and stone-paved streets of Zhaocheng.

The rain in the past few days has cast a haze over the entire Zhaocheng.

Everyone was waiting for news from the Luoguo Palace, and Luohou Hong had been unconscious since three days ago.

Everyone knew that once this situation occurred in the Luoguo Mansion, it would be to go to the top of the Nine Heavens to see King Su.

Every household in Zhaocheng has prepared a white cloth and is quietly waiting for the final moment to come.

As the bell rang from the Luo Palace, it was announced to all the people of Luo that another monarch had passed away.

After a few moments, the entire city of Zhao fell into the grandeur of the saints.

Luo Zai sat on the edge of the couch very sadly, and his cousin Qiaocheng even cried directly.

It wasn't until now that Hashijo finally understood what his brother said to him in the past, "The living are always sad".

Luo Zai endured his grief and became the king.

Then he began to organize the funeral for his father, although the funeral of the Luoguo Office was of high standard, it was completely in accordance with the weekly rites.

But from a practical point of view, it is very simple, and it is even about to meet the standards of the Mojia festival funeral.

There are no countless precious treasures to accompany the burial, there is no gold covering the coffin, and there is no living burial.

It is an immutable law that the Son of Heaven is still the Son of Heaven when he arrives in the underworld, and the common people are still the common people when he arrives in the underworld, so the Son of Heaven wants people to be martyred and buried.

But Luo's family, when he was alive, was the descendant of King Su, and when he died, he had to go to the nine heavens to serve King Su, and serving King Su was the highest glory, so naturally he would not fake outsiders.

Especially Luo Wengong and Ji Lingjun, in the legends within the Luo family, this is the name of King Su to ask the two to go to the ancestral land for burial.

Therefore, in Luo's coffin, only the most flawless jade has always been matched, and no other items are carried.

"Woohoo."

The place where the mountains and rivers return to the ruins, this is the burial place of the monarch of Luoguo.

The rolling mountains and the rivers surrounding it are really a place of beautiful mountains and rivers.

Countless figures knelt in the mountains, and the whole mountain seemed to fall silent.

Luo Zai personally covered the last piece of soil for his father, and countless clan relatives and brave warriors all over the mountains cried without saying a word.

Everyone sang the song silently.

A funeral is never a gloomy occasion, it is a remembrance and worship of ancestors.

It is a moment of concentricity for all those who have the same blood in their bodies.

Luo Zai looked a little haggard, he turned around and wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The strong body fell with a bang and smashed straight on top of Luo Hong's cemetery, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Monarch!"

"Head of the house!"

"Brother!"

The people of Luo Guo who were singing were stunned by this sudden change, and everyone rushed towards Luo Zai.

"Boom!"

In a shocking change, the carriage galloped on the road, and the thick cushions were laid under Luo Zai's body.

On the way to Zhaocheng, there were countless Luo people waiting for the team to return for the ancestors.

But what I didn't expect was the news that the monarch suddenly vomited blood and fell unconscious after the funeral.

"Really?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and they couldn't help but think of a terrible possibility in their hearts.

Even some Luo people have fainted directly.

"Poof!"

An old man with gorgeous hair knelt directly on the side of the road, praying with tears in his eyes: "King Su, please bless the king." ”

When the galloping warrior saw it, he turned over and got out of the car directly, and hurriedly helped the old man up, saying: "Uncle Wen, you are old, you can't bow down." ”

Old man Wen held the hand of the daring warrior tightly, and choked up: "Little Liu, get on the horse quickly, with the monarch to Zhaocheng, the old man will pray for the monarch." ”

The young daredevils remounted their horses and galloped away.

……

Zhaocheng, Luoguo Jong Temple.

Yuwang Jiuding was placed here, and there were special sacrificial people in the Luo Kingdom who took care of Jiuding.

The supernatural beings on those tripods radiated from time to time.

The day trembled even more suddenly, and the trembling became faster and faster.

The concubines of the public office who were in charge of sacrificing Wang Ding were terrified, they were all rare beauties, but now they were all discolored.

The knowledge of Shinto rituals that they have learned for more than ten years cannot soothe their helplessness when they see such a miracle.

"Wow!"

Then they heard the song of the phoenix and saw the shadow of the phoenix.

Although no one has ever seen a phoenix.

But everyone was sure that the clear voice that suddenly appeared in their minds was the phoenix.

That graceful posture is the phoenix.

Phoenix, the sacred bird also, colorful and literal.

The first text is said to be virtuous, the wing text is said to be righteous, the back text is said to be lily, the text is said to be benevolent, and the belly text is said to be letter.

Five-color preparation, out of the country of oriental gentlemen, see the world is peaceful.

1,600 years ago, the Xuanniao of Heaven's Mandate descended to give birth to Shang, and Yin Shang was ordained.

A thousand years ago, Fengming Qishan, Bang Zhou was ordained.

As the highest totem of Bangzhou, the image of the phoenix is everywhere in the country of Luo.

This miraculous scene had just appeared, and all the Luo clan's daughters knelt on the ground.

They trembled and sang, "The gods of King Su are in heaven, and they will be glorious and famous for thousands of years." ”

The voice of the phoenix did not stop, and it became more and more poignant.

"The phoenix is wailing?"

Endless fear hit the hearts of these young girls, "Bang Zhou's destiny is actually wailing!" ”

"Su Wang!"

"Su Wang!"

In the palace, all the girls urgently called for their ancestors.

In the current situation, they really don't know what they can do.

……

Ji Zhao's transformation reached a critical moment, and a clone without any sanity walked out of the chaos, his eyes were silvery-white, without a trace of emotion.

His gaze fell, and then the world was born from his eyes.

Endless peach forests of luck, rolling buildings in the mountains.

Until, Valhalla.

More and more magnificent, endless divine light clear, countless chanting voices came.

Ji Zhao's distracted gaze fell on the only two people in Valhalla who were in bright colors.

Luo Su and Ji Lingjun.

Luo Su is the first Child of Destiny, and is earned from the Heroic Spirit Card, a ground-level item.

Born before Valhalla, he is a special, reincarnated descendant.

Ji Lingjun is the first daughter of Destiny and occupies a special position in history, and her parents are not ordinary people.

He is not old, psychic, and can even sense the existence of Ji Zhao, the ancestor, in the mortal world.

Ji Zhao was distracted and finally set his eyes on Ji Lingjun.

"Click!"

The sound of the stone statue shattering came from Valhalla, and Ji Lingjun's statue first cracked a few cracks, and then suddenly turned into powder.

Her figure suddenly appeared in front of Ji Zhao's distraction.

"Huh~"

A groan sounded as if he had just woken up from a long sleep, and Ji Lingjun slowly opened his eyes.

She was a little puzzled, this was not the right time, wake her up now, is it the need of the family?

Impossible.

There are so many Heavenly Mandate artifacts here, and there is nothing that Luo's can't handle.

The red dress on her body is windless, her black hair is fluttering, her skin is as white as snow, and she looks like a twenty-eight girl.

"Ancestor." She smiled like a flower blooming in the bushes, and spring was coming.

Ji Zhao was distracted and faithfully executed the decision that Ji Zhao would make subconsciously, and said indifferently: "Lingjun, Bang Zhou's destiny is about to pass, and the phoenix is crying.

She blessed the state for a thousand years, and the heavens disgusted her.

The world can no longer tolerate her, the creation of the destiny of heaven, you are the one with the destiny of heaven, go and bring the phoenix.

I have long wanted to let Bang Zhou's destiny land, and he will not stop you.

Go and come back quickly, don't cause a reaction from the sky, it's not the right time yet. ”

Hearing that Bang Zhou's destiny was about to pass, even for a quiet person like Ji Lingjun, his face couldn't help but change slightly.

Then Ji Zhao was distracted and showed her the development process of the Luo clan over the years, and Ji Lingjun sighed slightly, "I see."

The last struggle of Bang Zhou's destiny attached to King Yu's nine tripods. ”

Her figure fell back slightly, the endless sea of clouds dispersed, and her shadow vanished.

……

In the palace room of the temple, the girls were panicking, and suddenly smelled an extremely good aroma, and a slender figure in a red dress appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the beautiful face overshadowed the girls in the palace.

She stood there, at the center of all beauty.

"Ancestor!"

Although I haven't seen the woman in front of me, all the girls are blessed to kneel in their hearts.

The shadow of the phoenix on King Yu's Jiuding suddenly brightened, and the mournful sound suddenly became cheerful.

Ji Lingjun walked to the side of Yuwang Jiuding, his slender and white fingers pointed at the tripod, and the five-colored phoenix turned into divine light and entered Ji Lingjun's body.

The phoenix shadow on King Yu's nine tripods completely dimmed.

Ji Lingjun understood that this time Bang Zhou's destiny was really going to be lost, and her figure disappeared into the palace.

As the phoenix was taken away, Luo Zai, who was in a coma, woke up and turned around.

Luo Ren, who has always carried a heart, broke out into a burst of cheers.

"Head of the house, how are you doing? What's uncomfortable? ”

Luo Zai didn't answer them, but said directly: "Take Gu to the land of Zongmiao, Gu wants to see Yuwang Jiuding." ”

The crowd chatted in unison, and when they arrived at Jiuding, they saw a group of girls in the office coming around.

These girls are basically Luo Zai's daughters and nieces.

"Father."

"Uncle."

Luo Zai immediately asked: "Yuwang Jiuding has changed?" ”

The girls were shocked when they heard this, and they didn't know why Luo Zai knew.

Luo Zai's daughter said directly: "Father, just now there was a phoenix wailing on King Yu's Jiuding, and then the Lingjun ancestor appeared, and the voice of the phoenix disappeared. ”

Luo Zai muttered when he heard this: "It turns out that in the dream, it was the Lingjun Ancestor who called, and the Jiuding Heavenly Mandate had been lost, so I vomited blood."

You were the one who woke me up for the time being and put an end to the aftermath.

I see. ”

Luo Zai couldn't help but laugh, laughing heartily, even though he knew he was going to die.

But death is not the end.

——

The Divine Destiny Bird descends to give birth to business. The merchant does not sacrifice, and the bird falls into the wilderness.

Fengming Qishan, Bangzhou Daxing. Feng fell to Zhaoyi, and Bang Zhou died.

The black dragon came out of the water, and Qin Zuo was prosperous. The cycle of heavenly principles, Gai Mo is like this. - "Chronicles of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty"

The extraordinary setting of this book is gradually becoming clear, and there is another ambush, hahaha

Tomorrow morning physical examination,Rest in the afternoon,Tomorrow you can add more.,It may be a separate chapter.,It may be a big chapter.,It depends on the situation.。

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