More than half a month later, Baiyao returned to the Star Picking Tower after holding the third moon festival.

Under his orders, the soldiers dug a large number of human worship pits outside the court song for the sacrifice.

The horsemen took turns to participate in the sacrifice, that is, Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong had to learn how to quickly dig out the spine of the sacrifice.

Ji Fa is lucky, and now the sacrifices are all red-haired soldiers, real foreigners.

Otherwise, he would have seen the Xiqi prisoners of war who knew him, and the "second son save me" in his eyes.

Even if he and Su Quanzhong fought bloody battles on the battlefield, they could not help but turn pale in the bloody sacrifice, and if they didn't make psychological preparations in advance, they were afraid that they would vomit in the human sacrifice pit.

In that case, even the white medicine will not be able to protect them.

Silver Candlestick goes out to play with Daji.

And Da Zhu has another daughter, not to mention the disciples of the sect, even the royal family knows about it.

After all, even if he went to the palace for a banquet, he would bring a silver candle with him.

The little princess conceived by Huang Guifei had been born, and Di Xin invited the prince and him to a banquet, and he was very happy when he saw the fawn, and felt that his daughter must be like this when she grew up.

Bai Yao sat down in front of the case and continued to compile the story of the evil demon and the celestial realm.

Not only Maitreya, but also Guangchengzi, Haotian, and Lu Press......

Whoever was against him was made up by him as demons.

Xiqi, on the other hand, became a servant of the demons.

This is not to fight a war of public opinion, but to raise the visibility of the enemy and hype them to desecrate the ancestors of the Great Shang.

The story is naturally handed over to the woman to promote, and the ancestors personally certify it, and the fake will become true.

The term cultivator is too broad, and the common people can't understand the difference between Da Luo Jin Immortal and refining and refining qi.

But the blasphemy against the ancestors, they know how serious it is.

Sacrificing the demons that have blasphemed the ancestors to the ancestors is tantamount to showing one's piety.

The story will spread among the people, and then it will continue to ferment.

As a result, all the demons in the story will be turned into high-level sacrifices.

It seems to be writing a story, but in fact it is writing a list of sacrifices.

In particular, the two saints of the West are the most disgusting demons in the story, much worse than the evil god Haotian who claims to be the Emperor of Heaven.

After burning the story in the jade slip and checking for typos, Baiyao called Si Hui to the Star Picking Tower.

A moment later, Si Hui, who flew from the sky, knelt respectfully on the ground, not holding himself very high like other cultivators, and completely regarded himself as a subordinate.

"Knock on the big wishes!"

Bai Yao threw the jade slip to him and said softly:

"Within seven days, I want the story inside to spread throughout the territory of Dashang."

Si Hui put away the jade slip and said:

"Obey the decree of the Great Blessing!"

Bai Yao pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Your ability is good, I am going to set up an intelligence network all over the big business, and it may develop outside the square in the future, if you have an idea, submit it in writing."

Si Hui heard the meaning of the words that he was going to put him in charge of intelligence work, and hurriedly said excitedly:

"The villain takes the order!"

"Before leaving, go and invite the king to pick up the star tower, and by the way, call Du Yuanmi and Bigan, and say that I have something important to discuss."

"Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later.

Di Xin, Du Yuanmi, and Bi Gan all arrived at the Star Picking Tower.

Bai Yaopan sat in front of the wall carved with the deeds of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and after thinking for a moment, he said softly:

"I extrapolated the future and found that the ancestral temple was very likely to be hit by fire."

When the three of them heard the news, their eyes widened.

What is the difference between the fire in the ancestral temple and the death of the country?

The deduction is nonsense, but the fire in the ancestral temple happened in the original book.

And this fire, for no reason, was born in the stone.

He and Kong Xuan had checked dozens of times, but they couldn't find any stone with fire in it.

"There are many variables in the future, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, and it must not happen."

Baiyao continued:

"Just choose an auspicious day, and invite the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors to the Star Picking Tower."

The three nodded.

But Du Yuanmi didn't know why he wanted to let himself know about it, his duty was just to observe the celestial phenomena.

At this time, Bigan said solemnly:

"Even if the ancestral tablet is invited to the Star Picking Tower, the fire in the ancestral temple may cause a lot of panic."

The lazy autumn sun shone into the house, Bai Yao looked at the shadow of the windowsill, and found that there was still some time left before he was in the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, so he said softly:

"I have issued an order to let the ancestral temple Zhenren temporarily live in the Star Picking Tower, the ancestral temple will be closed immediately, no one will be allowed to enter or leave, if there is a fire, humanity and God will deal with it."

When Di Xin heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the ancestral temple catches fire, the ancestors and ancestors will be burned down, and the royal family will inevitably be in chaos.

Fortunately, Da Zhu can deduce and avoid this from happening.

Baiyao's idea was to use magic to isolate the ancestral temple from the outside world, and from the outside, only the picture of the ancestral temple being safe and sound would be seen.

If you do this, it will be a fire and it will not cause a riot.

Then he looked at Bigan and asked:

"The dogfish family, can you move back to the royal city?"

Bigan said respectfully:

"Great wishes, they're all back."

Bai Yao bowed his head, thought about it, and commanded:

"Remember to let Nezha be registered in the royal register."

Nezha is now his son, so he naturally wants to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and Nezha also has royal blood.

Bigan arched his hand, and he didn't know what he remembered, and said:

"The minister has one thing to ask, I hope to forgive my sins."

"Absolute, Axiang said it directly."

Bigan organized his language, bowed his head slightly, and said:

"The sinner is bold, I want to ask if the little girl called the silver candle branch is really the heir of Dazhu?"

"If so, according to the rules, she is the only bloodline in the Dazhu lineage, and she needs to inherit your title and property before serving as Dazhu, and the royal family can prepare a new mansion."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Da Zhu dotes on that cute little girl very much, and they all suspect that she is biological.

Bai Yao was obviously stopped by this question, thought for a while, and said:

"I'll talk about that later."

Di Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was nothing to delay in this matter, and he inherited the title, so that he could canonize the little girl with a new title.

He also liked that cute little girl.

This matter was stopped for the time being, and Bai Yao looked at Du Yuanmi, who was aging Long Zhong, and frowned slightly:

"I sent someone to give the longevity pill to the old minister, didn't the Taishi get it?"

"Could it be that someone is withholding?"

Di Xin also found that Du Yuanmian was not old, compared with Bigan, who had a ruddy complexion and full of energy, it was no different from half of his body in the ground.

He said in a cold voice:

"Master Du is an important minister of the three dynasties, if anyone dares to deduct it, it must be cut with a thousand knives."

Du Yuanmi heard what the king and Dazhu said, and hurriedly replied:

"Great wishes, King Qiyu, Danchen received it, but the minister has not eaten it."

Bai Yao said curiously:

"Why?"

Du Yuanmi's face was complicated, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, explaining:

"The minister has occupied the position of the head of Si Tiantai for many years, and he can neither predict the rebellion of Yuan Futong in Beihai, nor detect the rebellion of Xiqi, so he is ashamed of his trust in the former king."

As soon as Bai Yao heard it, he learned the reason.

Many official positions in the imperial court are lifelong, Du Yuanmi can't deduce the heavenly machine because of the catastrophe, he feels that he has been a vegetarian for many years, and has the name of a prince, but he can't do something practical for the big businessmen who are ushering in great changes at the moment, so he doesn't eat longevity pills, and would rather die of old age.

He smiled and told a few people about his plan to reorganize Si Tiantai.

Di Xin immediately agreed with this plan, because he knew that the calamity of the Great Shang was inseparable from people outside the party, so he went to learn a lot about cultivation.

The destructive power of a powerful cultivator is indeed very strong, strong enough to ignore all the soldiers and horses of the Great Shang.

Bigan didn't understand, but he nodded again and again, thinking that what Dazhu was going to do must be a good thing that would be beneficial to Dashang.

Bai Yao finished talking about Si Xiantai's plan endlessly, and finally looked at Du Yuanmian and said with a smile:

"Taishi Du still eats the longevity pill, otherwise it will not be good for the old man to be dizzy and indiscriminately approve permanent identity certificates for people outside the party."

"In the future, there will be a lot of cultivators who will come to Dashang."

The corners of Du Yuanmi's mouth, who had been kneeling on the ground, trembled, and he understood that Da Zhu had handed over a very important matter to him.

- Governing all practitioners in the human world.

He said with tears in his eyes:

"Chen Du Yuan Milling, will live up to the great blessings!"

Bai Yao observed the shadow of the windowsill again, and wondered why hadn't the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book come yet?

By deducing the scene in the picture, he guessed that the curse was most likely today's event.

Because he has been very busy recently, not only to prepare for the moon sacrifice, but also to go to see the cloud neutron to arrange the big array from time to time, and remember some key nodes of the big array.

Today, he is idle.

According to his habits, he would seize the time to cultivate.

In the deduction picture, it was when he was cultivating in this room that he fell under the curse of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

called the three people in front of him, also so that they could witness this incident, and by the way, let Du Yuanmian go to form Si Xiantai.

The management of a practitioner cannot be left to the practitioner, but must be done by a person who is loyal to the Great Shang.

Bai Yao waved his sleeves, and tea floated out in front of the three of them.

Some calming herbs were added to it to prevent him from pretending to curse for a while, frightening the three of them.

"This is the immortal tea obtained from outside the party, which has the effect of prolonging life."

He laughed.

"Then you have to try it."

Di Xin took a sip and was immediately refreshed.

Bigan and Du Yuanmi also drank.

Bai Yao's divine sense swept away, and he found that the effect of the medicine had worked, so he continued to observe the light and shadow.

In fact, even if there is no curse, he can pretend to be a curse.

But in this case, you can't fool Xiqi.

Xiqi's purpose was to make the Great Shang army lose his deduction, so that through Ji Chang's deduction, he could control every movement of the battlefield.

If the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book doesn't work, he will be tricked, which will cause Xiqi to be vigilant.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, he now has to follow the rhythm of Xiqi.

At that time, he claimed to be seriously injured and dying, and Xiqi would definitely think that it was a lie by the Great Shang to prevent the unrest of the people.

He hadn't studied the innate gossip plate given by Fu Xi yet, and he didn't have the talent for it.

But the disciples of the sect have.

Yunxiao only took it for three days, and he understood the principle.

According to her, the calamity will only get stronger and stronger, and it is useless to learn it, and as time goes by, the fortune consumed by divination will become greater and greater, until a trivial matter will have to be deduced with life.

How can a person who wants to survive the great tribulation consume his own merits?

In fact, as long as Baiyao waits for another half a year, Ji Chang's deduction will be invalid because of the catastrophe.

But Yunxiao has already been able to take advantage of the opportunity of the innate gossip disk to disturb the heavens and the earth, and when the battle starts, she will go to the front line to counter Ji Chang's deduction ability.

When the time comes, he will send a clone into the army to feel malice, and fight Xiqi who can't deduce the future, isn't it a matter of being captured?

Discussing with Di Xin about the formation of the Great Array, the Divine Consciousness has been paying attention to the light and shadow.

Suddenly, his left eyelid jumped.

An undetectable curse, ignoring any obstacles, emerges in the depths of the soul.

Now is the time!

The hand hidden in the sleeve of the white medicine pinched out the trick!

Then, dense incantations sprouted from the surface of his skin, making the scalp tingle at the sight.

"Poof!"

He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"Great wishes!"

Seeing this, Di Xin was anxious and wanted to come forward to check.

But he was stopped by Bai Yao's raised hand.

Bai Yao's voice shouted:

"Don't come here! It's Xiqi's curse! ”

His right eyelid jumped, and his right eye suddenly burst open, revealing a hollow black eye socket with bloodshot eyes.

Bigan was very anxious, and kept shouting outside the door:

"Someone! Come! ”

The three of them didn't care if Bai Yaoyun didn't allow it, and hurriedly stepped forward to support the crumbling Bai Yao.

Bigan cried incessantly, and his voice trembled:

"Great wishes! You can't be fine! ”

The next moment, I saw that Bai Yao began to spit out black blood continuously, and his breath continued to languish.

It didn't take long for his lips to be black, and his whole body seemed to be dying at any moment.

Di Xin and Bigan wept bitterly beside him, and Du Yuanmi ran outside anxiously and asked people to find the imperial doctor.

Half an hour later, I don't know who leaked the news, and the royal family rushed to the Star Picking Tower like crazy.

They galloped on the road, each with a weapon on their waists, and wanted to escort Dazhu in person.

The earth trembled, and five thousand heavily armored horsemen surrounded the Star Picking Tower, and the murderous aura was monstrous.

There are many enchantments in the Star Picking Building, especially the top floor, which looks small on the outside, but wider than the school field on the inside.

The patriarchs of the major royal clans stood anxiously outside Bai Yao's room, waiting for news from the imperial doctor.

They don't believe in cultivators, so naturally they won't allow cultivators to heal their wounds.

Ji Fa and Su Quanzhong stood in the crowd, their eyes red.

The news has spread all over the court, and Dazhu has fallen under the curse of the Xiqi traitor, and there is a danger of life and death!

Both of them knew the "fact" that Dazhu would die in the future, but they didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

As for the disciples of the sect...... It's been colluded for a long time, and they're all busy with their own things in their own little worlds.

At that moment, Daji and Silver Candlestick burst into the room through the crowd.

Seeing the dying white medicine lying on the plain cloud flag, Daji's mind instantly collapsed, and he staggered and knelt beside the bed, covering his face and crying silently.

The silver candlestick was already crying loudly, and anyone could feel her grief.

Everyone came, and the atmosphere was extremely sad.

The royal family knelt outside and prayed continuously, hoping that the gods would bless them.

While the imperial physician was checking Baiyao's pulse, he was discussing the plan for the second expedition to the west with Wen Zhong, Nu Hao, and Zique.

Several people have known about this for a long time.

"I sent Nezha to Qinglong Pass, don't worry about the defense of the south, his strength is very strong."

Bai Yao's body was full of death intent, but when he transmitted the voice, he was very excited, and said:

"The two gods of war remember to appease the royal family in the name of their ancestors, although this plan has aroused the combat effectiveness of our army, but we must wait until we are fully prepared before we can go west."

"This time, we must exterminate the traitors!"

As soon as his heart fell, Kong Xuan's pretended imperial doctor got up and said to the anxious Di Xin:

"Tell the king, I wish that there is no life, I am seriously injured and dying, the medicinal soup is difficult to treat, and I am afraid that time is running out......"

As soon as these words came out, Bigan fainted on the spot.

Di Xin looked at Dazhu, who was weak on the bed, his lips trembled, and his brain went blank.

Perhaps it was the calming ingredients in the tea that played a role, and he began to breathe deeply, closing his eyes to control his emotions.

After a few moments, his eyes were red, and he walked out the door.

The air pressure was extremely low, and the royal family kneeling on the ground raised their heads to look at him, as if expecting him to tell everyone that they were okay.

But the facts are already in it, and Dazhu is going to die.

The furious Emperor Xin didn't care if his words would cause a riot.

The herbs in the tea under the white medicine did not work for him at all.

His anger could not be contained.

"Da Zhu was seriously injured and dying...... because of the curse of the traitor."

Di Xin said word by word.

Then, he was furious, and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted:

"Message! Gather the whole army! Revenge for the Great Wish! ”

(End of chapter)