The scorching sun was like a torment, boiling the people in Xinzheng City, and the scorching heat made the air ripple.

At the same time that Zhang Liang fainted from reading the Huangshi Book of Heaven.

Jiang Taiyi sat in the backyard of Zilanxuan and looked up at the sky consciously.

"I felt like I was being watched for a moment."

He felt the breath, something familiar.

I think I only felt it once on that bridge a few days ago.

The old man.

Huangshi Gong.

Jiang Taiyi smiled faintly, she had already guessed Sixu, and said to herself in her heart:

"The last book of heaven is related to reckoning?"

When I talked to Huang Shigong on the bridge that day, I already felt that there was a breath of qi on Huang Shigong's body, trying to deduce himself, but I didn't expect it to be a few days later......

I'm deducing myself again.

"Is Jiang's existence so attention-grabbing?"

He smiled at himself, but he didn't care much.

None of them.

Calm, from self-confidence, he can only feel something interesting.

turned to look at the two demon seeds in his heart.

Two scenes appeared in the sea of hearts, and after unfolding, they came from the Snow Girl and Han Fei.

He actually saw a familiar figure twenty years ago in the body of the Snow Maiden.

In the picture scroll reflected by the sea of hearts, the Snow Girl is in a certain pavilion in Yan Kingdom, in addition to her, there are two other people, one looks like a luthier, and the other man looks a little ranger, he is already drunk and still blowing snot bubbles.

However, even though the ranger had grown up, Jiang Taiyi still recognized the childlike appearance between his eyebrows at a glance.

"Jing Ke?"

Jiang Tai's eyes flashed.

"They actually met together, but there was fate."

Another picture scroll reflected in the demon seed.

Han fei.

"Hey, it's actually near Xinzheng, this is also in South Korea?"

Jiang Taiyi thoughtfully:

"Han Fei? Korea? It seems that I didn't know enough about him that day, but it turned out that he was Korean, which was even more fateful. ”

……

Huang Shigong walked on crutches by the altar in Xinzheng City, looking at the altar that had been cast.

Zhou Li said: The Son of Heaven is a group surname and a big society. Wang Zi is the establishment of the Society, called the Wang Society. The princes set up a society for the people, called the national society. The princes set up their own society, called the Hou Society. The doctor and the following are grouped up in a society, which is called the placement society.

Zhou Tianzi thought that he was the son of God, so he took the sacrifice to the sky as the first thing, and left the precept of "the major affairs of the country, in the worship and Rong".

Nowadays, although the Zhou rites are gone, the nations still follow some ancient rituals of worshipping the heavens.

It's just that I didn't expect that in order to pray for rain, South Korea was able to raise the regulation of this rain sacrifice to the 'Taisha Festival' at the level of the Son of Heaven.

But right now.

Huang Shi Gong also felt Zhang Liang and Tianshu's reaction, as an old man who had mastered Huangshi Tianshu for nearly a hundred years, he was naturally extremely familiar with the power of Tianshu, a pair of vicissitudes of life, seemed to penetrate the houses and bridges in Xinzheng City, and saw the miserable white face of the young man lying on the bed in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

I couldn't help but smile:

"When I first asked about the Book of Heaven, I asked a huge heavenly opportunity, and now, I will lie down for at least half a month."

A faint sigh.

But I can understand it.

Mastering the Book of Heaven, the things in the world are no longer secrets, not only the past and present, but even the general trend of the world, can be seen as clearly as the fire, and the text in the palm of your hand.

"He should have seen the end of Korea, just like the old man also saw the end of Chu back then...... Who would have thought that a slave who raised horses as a son of heaven would have the power to annex the United States after six generations......"

Huang Shigong's body walked slowly on the road, seemingly blending in with the flow of people around him, but it was out of place, like a person walking outside the painting:

"Qin Shi and Zhou He, merge and separate, five hundred years old should be reunited, and the overlord will come out of Yan for seventeen years, Zhang Liang, some things, there is already an answer, the person in charge of the Book of Heaven should follow the sky, Yin and Yang Five Virtues Destiny rotation, five emperors replacement, your Mandate of Heaven, when in the Huode Century after the age of forty, I hope you don't ...... like this Mr. Anqi before that"

He stood on the altar, on crutches, with a rickety figure and a vicissitudes of voice, as if he were speaking to a man:

"I know the will of heaven, but I want to go against the sky."

Suddenly, the world fell silent.

Only one voice existed in Huang Shigong's mind.

It is like the sound of heaven flowing down.

"Against the sky, people are the sky, but they are just those who ascended to the sky earlier."

The voice is flat and indifferent:

"Your Shuntian is just the so-called five emperors and five virtues of luck rotation, so after half a life, you can't even keep the Book of Heaven, and the name is beautiful, Huangshi Tianshu chooses the master, it is better to say that you have become an abandoned son of the will of heaven in your mouth."

Call~

Suddenly the wind rose above the altar.

The old man's eyes froze.

He could feel the wind and clouds around him converging, and an inexplicable aura condensed around the altar.

This celestial phenomenon is not a natural change, but an artificial induce.

There are few people in the world who can attract celestial phenomena, and there is only one person who can trigger celestial phenomena so quickly, An Qisheng's "Book of Forgetting Love".

The altar is changing here.

The Korean craftsmen who built the altar were all overjoyed, shouting "God has appeared" and bowing down, believing that the sincerity of the whole country moved the heavens, and the altar had not yet been built, and there was a momentum of wind and rain and rain.

However, before they were much happier.

The momentum of the storm in the sky quickly dispersed again.

After this made the craftsmen stunned, they hurriedly communicated so that the Korean doctors who were responsible for supervising the construction of the altar were more confident in building the altar to pray for rain.

And no one noticed.

At the moment when the celestial phenomena dissipated.

There was a white-haired old man who sighed, and his beard was already stained with blood:

"Mr. Anqi, this person's realm is a little higher than the old man imagined......"

He had the intention of coming to temptation.

As a result, the other party didn't even appear, but a wisp of will crossed over, and his soul was injured and he suffered a loss.

But he wasn't without gains.

At least from the words of the other party, he confirmed his judgment.

"He, really wants to compare himself to the heavens and handpick the son of heaven in the world, but he actually started from the weakest South Korea,......"

Inside the city of Xinzheng.

Inside the main hall, Song Wuji knelt on a jade futon like a disciple, glanced back at the direction of the altar, and asked, "Huang Shigong is not the teacher's opponent, why didn't the teacher completely suppress him?" ”

At the end of the main hall, there is a Taoist there, sitting cross-legged, his breath is as clear as the sun, there is no trace of variegation, and the whole person exudes a "perfect" artistic conception.

The Taoist turned his back to Song Wuji, his voice was like a heavenly sound, indifferent and ethereal, like the most beautiful music, and some words slowly came:

"Although this person's realm cultivation is far inferior to mine, but because he has kept the Huangshi Heavenly Book for at least a hundred years, he has some qi on his body, if I really use all my strength to suppress him, it is not impossible, but it will usher in the backlash of the Heavenly Will in the Huangshi Heavenly Book behind him, it is a trouble, to interfere with the next heavenly sacrifice ceremony."

Song Wuji didn't ask anymore, but said silently: "The altar has been built and is about to be completed, I don't know what sacrifice the teacher needs?" The disciple went to ask Ji Wuye to prepare. ”

The back said: "Sacrifice to the sky is to sacrifice to me, the so-called sacrifice, it doesn't matter, it mainly depends on who the main sacrifice is, tell Ji Wuye, let the king of Han personally come to sacrifice me, or, if he wants to be the king of Han, on the day of the big sacrifice, he will sacrifice me with a royal ceremony, I will accept him as my son, and after that, he will be the son of heaven, and he can rule the six countries." ”