Loulan.

The gateway to the Western Regions was supposed to be a barren and vast Gobi, with only a tribal alliance formed by a dozen oasis clans.

The "Shanshan clan" living in the foothills of Beijiao Mountain is relatively powerful, with about 10,000 men.

But from hundreds of years ago, the moment the Peacock River was born, the rolling wheel of history was like hitting a stone on the road, turning the direction slightly!

The peacock river, the waves rush to the west, ploughing from the east, passing through the national capital, west to Lop Nur, and finally, bringing a long river basin of nearly thousands of miles to Loulan.

For hundreds of years, it provided both irrigation water and alluvial plains with fertile land.

Every autumn harvest, the wheat fields on both sides of the Peacock River, the golden wheat is continuous into pieces, just like a gorgeous ocean full of gold, the breeze blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

The rich Peacock River Basin has supported the food base of millions of households in Loulan, and has also become the cornerstone of dominating the Western Regions.

Moreover.

With the opening of the Silk Road, Loulan has been greatly sinicized, and the number of people who master David's official dialect in China is mainly merchants and military pawns, as many as thousands.

If there is no accident, the degree of sinicization of Loulan will only deepen year by year, until it is completely sinicized hundreds of years later, and finally belongs to the Central Plains civilization system.

"And today, this fertile land, hundreds of years in advance, will be included in David's rule!"

Jiang Chen said in his heart and stepped forward.

Under the gaze of more than 20,000 Loulan people, he quickly climbed to the high platform of the heavens and handed over a rather mysterious picture scroll to Zhang Baisui.

"Okay."

Zhang Baisui bowed his head, and incorporated the picture scroll containing the breath of the king's soul into the skull in his hand. In an instant, the unique oppressive aura of the Loulan Monarch filled the audience in an instant!

The 20,000 Loulan people present were all shocked and discussed:

"This is the king's head?"

"Yes, I have happened to see the honor of the king, and the sense of oppression is the same as it is today."

"The heads of the king and the princes were cut off, and from now on, we will be the people of David......"

"It's good not to fight."

"I don't care who is the king on our heads, I just hope that in the future, we can have a better life and collect less taxes."

In the midst of many discussions.

The 20,000 people of Loulan gradually realized that the history of Yan's Loulan had ended, and it was David Wangdi who replaced it!

It's a great unification!

It is the countries of the Western Regions that have been seeking for nearly a thousand years, and have never succeeded in even one time - great unification!

In this change and transfer of thought, a more noble force is also invisibly, and then there is a slight movement and displacement.

"Huh?"

"Something doesn't seem right?"

Jiang Chen was startled, faintly aware of something, and suddenly changed.

And the source is the 20,000 Loulan people present.

"Isn't it ......"

Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he immediately summoned Xiao Wu and Gongsun Hu, and ordered them to gather more Loulan people in the shortest possible time.

Soon.

Driven by the high efficiency of the sword, about 10,000 Loulan people rushed in, dragging their families and mouths, and crowded the streets on the far side.

In a short period of time, being able to gather so many people is already the limit of the sword.

The 30,000 people of Loulan present also deeply felt the breath of the deceased and weakened soul of the king, and they all deeply realized that the history of Yan's Loulan had been completely reduced to the past.

"Sure enough, it's changed again!"

Jiang Chen felt the noble invisible power, and finally relied on the powerful power of the Heavenly Eye, felt it, and guessed what this thing was?

maybe

Loulan Destiny!

[Ritual: Sacrifice of the Nine Tripods] is a top-secret record of the David-Wu Dynasty, a summary of the facts of the past human race, and an accumulation of experience, but it is not the essence!

"So-"

"What is the nature of Destiny?"

Jiang Chen asked himself, then raised his head to look up at the sky, with a touch of faith in his eyes, and said softly but resolutely:

"It is the law of man and the earth, and the law of the earth!"

It is the will of all nations.

They will be oppressed by the petty officials, and they would rather commit suicide than dare to rebel against the order in the slightest.

But when the changes come, the silent will of thousands of people, thousands of people, is the Mandate of Heaven itself, which has the terrifying potential to turn the world upside down!

The [Ritual: Sacrifice of the Nine Tripods] recorded by the David Wu Dynasty, on the surface, the head of the barbarian monarch is the most important main material.

The "10,000 people" who were present to witness were just anchors, never taken seriously, and came and went as soon as they were called.

Except for the great sages and good teachers, the vast majority of people in Kyushu only have warriors, generals, and princes in their eyes, and only regard the lower-class people as anchors.

"But now it seems ......"

"They are wrong, history is led by heroes and kings, but at the same time, it also belongs to all living people, and the destiny of heaven is in man!"

Jiang Chen's heart trembled, and he said in a low voice:

"The true essence of sacrificing the skull is to make most people believe that the king of Loulan is dead, and even the head has been sacrificed to the sky!"

"As for whether he died as King Loulan or not, it doesn't matter!"

After speaking.

Jiang Chen's eyes felt pain slightly, and the heat was surging wildly, as if some kind of extremely powerful power was about to awaken!

In the depths of the sea, lines of ancient words also appeared:

[Blazing Gold Level: "Heavenly Eye", entering the semi-awakened state......]

"Huh?"

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flickered with a faint pale blue brilliance, staring at the huge square, more than 30,000 people.

Finally.

As a human being, he indirectly has the vast perspective of heaven and earth, so that he can truly observe the location of Loulan's destiny.

"It was originally located ten miles west of the national capital, a barren Gobi, condensed deep in a huge severe-horned cow's head."

"It should be the head of the bull head ghost god that has been transferred!"

"But now—"

Jiang Chen's eyes were shining, his eyes were like the sun and the moon, his face was like the sky, as if heaven and earth were added, and he said word by word:

"Destiny, return!"

…………

The capital of Loulan is ten miles to the west.

Gobi.

When Yan Xuelan heard that the "Grain Market Rebellion" was quickly quelled, her charming face suddenly showed a trace of loss, and she said depressedly:

"All the men I sent have been wiped out!"

The four wolf generals of Loulan also did not say a word and remained silent.

However, Wu Changsheng's face was a leisurely posture of "sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai", and he said slightly proudly: "No need to panic!" ”

"Loulan Heavenly Destiny has been transferred by me to the head of the town transport cow, if the Qingzhou Army forcibly holds the ceremony, it will only attract the wrath of the Kyushu artifact!"

"They're not that stupid."

As soon as the words fell, the change was abrupt!

The storage bag hanging from Wu Changsheng's waist suddenly swelled, and then quickly dried up.

Call~

The wind is blowing.

Many generals and 800 Lan soldiers present felt a gust of wind blowing on their faces, and their robes were flying.

Everyone looked at each other, not realizing what was happening, but only faintly having a vague premonition.

Wu Changsheng didn't have a noble Heavenly Eye, and he didn't take this inexplicable gust of wind seriously.

Therefore, he did not open the storage bag to check carefully, but comforted others, and said loudly:

"Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty once left a poem."

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, this wind is the majestic wind of our Luo Sect, sweeping Loulan and even the entire territory of the Western Regions!"

Between words.

The formless and qualitative Destiny of Loulan, along with this "inexplicable wind", roared, away from Wu Changsheng, and returned to the capital.

Between heaven and earth, the grass and trees shook, and the wind surged!

The projection of the Jiuding artifact hidden in the depths of the clouds gradually revealed its true face in the process of the transfer of the Mandate of Heaven.

Jiang Chen was in instinct, raised his head again and stared at the sky, and finally through the thick clouds and mist, he vaguely saw nine huge ancient bronze tripods.

couldn't help but speak:

"This, this is Jiuding?!"

When Zhang Baisui heard this, he also glanced at the sky in confusion, and said secretly in his heart:

"What are these stinky boy's eyes sublimated into?"

"Even the Jiuding projection can be seen?!"

Not only Jiang Chen and Zhang Baisui, but also many ordinary people with strong five senses present also noticed that some kind of powerful oppressive force was faintly descending from the sky.

It's just that the vast majority of people don't have the semi-awakened heavenly eye that Jiang Chen has, and they don't have the opportunity to really get a glimpse of the dignity of the Kyushu artifact.

Unconsciously, the 30,000 Loulan people present and the 3,000 Qingzhou troops were all silent, and the audience was silent.

"It's time for the ceremony!"

Jiang Chen realized something, strode up to the high platform of the sacrifice to the sky, and said to Zhang Baisui: "Old Tun Chief, let's take the last step now!" ”

"Please the soul of the Son of Heaven!"

Zhang Baisui was stunned: "Didn't you say it, we should use the three strategies we discussed, teach Luo to come out, and lead the snake out of ......"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, and Zhang Baisui looked at Jiang Chen's face with an incredible face, as if it was-

Look straight to the sky!

Zhang Baisui, who was also a captain in the wilderness in the past, almost integrated Shuntian into his personal habits, and changed his words without even asking the reason:

"Okay, I see."

"I'll invite the Son of Heaven Soul now!"

said.

Zhang Baisui turned around, facing the yellow cloth altar, respectfully twisted three awakening incense sticks, and looked eastward, slightly bowing.

Rumble!

Three awakening incense, no fire spontaneous combustion!

This incense is made of many herbs such as atractylodes, mint, white cardamom and so on, which is extremely clear and spiritual, and is a first-class incense that can be used to worship the soul of the Son of Heaven.

In the Taimiao of all dynasties, most of them also adopted similar incense-making methods.

Seeing the spontaneous combustion of the incense, Zhang Baisui's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of surprise, and he immediately stepped on the seven-star step, step by step, and inserted the awakening incense into the incense burner.

Connection.

Wisps of green smoke, swaying upward, under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and finally into the darkness of nowhere.

This moment.

Whether it was Jiang Chen, who had the eye of the sky, or the host Zhang Baisui, the three thousand Qingzhou troops, and the 30,000 Loulan people present, they were all silent and looked up at the sky.

It was as if some extremely vast supreme being was about to descend on earth!

"The soul of the Son of Heaven ......"

Jiang Chen stood with his knife pressed, raised his head and stared at the sky, and a trace of curiosity arose in his heart:

"Who will be the Son of Heaven who descends to the earth to witness the ceremony on behalf of the heavens?"

(End of chapter)