On the fifth watch, in the bright morning, flags were lined up, and soldiers and horses escorted a carriage out of the imperial city.

For the current situation of the thieves besieging Chang'an, the Chinese martial arts of the dynasty were nervous, and when they noticed the movement coming from the imperial city, they all dressed neatly, and went out of the mansion to follow the dragon-like imperial chariot and go to Furong Pond.

The people who got up early to beg for a better life saw this scene, turned back to their homes and knew their families, and in less than a moment, the dark city was lit up with lights, and many people followed them out of the house, putting on their robes as they went.

"The Chinese martial arts capital has come out, and His Majesty must be in front. ”

"Look at the direction, it should be going to Hibiscus Pool. ”

"Hurry up, let's go together, there must be movement on the national teacher's side. ”

There are also men who get up, pushing and shoving sleepy-eyed children, "Look at the excitement, San'er, go and call your mother up and brand a few cakes!"

The vendors, who had been waiting for this business opportunity for a long time, lit oil lamps and busily worked around the pot, and the baked cakes were put under the cover of the white cloth one by one, and the man picked up the load of goods, led his wife and children out of the gate, and rushed towards that side with the crowd of people gradually gathering on the street, shouting and buying, and watching the excitement by the way.

In the color of lead blue, there was a crowd of people for a while, and the hawkers carrying the breakfast and snacks shouted loudly, shuttling back and forth in the crowded crowds, and in front of countless crowded figures, soldiers with spears stood in a row, separating the hibiscus pool from the sea of people at a safe distance.

Wu Yang's civil and military got out of the car, tacitly lined up the line in the court, followed the emperor who walked down the imperial chariot over there and slowly passed the huge platform in the distant towering blue sky, the field of vision gradually narrowed, and looked up along the base, shocked a little distracted.

"Actually..... It's so big. ”

"I heard that it's called Fengshentai...... "I don't know if we have a share, but we are also a member of the DPRK and China. ”

"What do you want?!"

"Don't say anything about this solemn and solemn thing. ”

In the distance, the emperor dressed in a sacrificial costume and wearing a crown of heaven raised his face, his cheeks were caressed in the wind, his face looked solemnly at the thick platform, the stone walls on all sides carved auspicious clouds, the sun, moon and stars, gods, dragons and phoenixes seemed to hold up the stone steps that meandered around the platform, Yang Guang slowly bowed to the Fengshen platform.

The eunuchs around him saw the emperor bowing down, and hurriedly turned around and shouted to the civil and military forces behind him: "Your Majesty goes first, and all the civil and military officers salute!"

Hearing this, a group of civil and military officers arranged in an orderly manner in front and back of all sizes raised their hands and bowed down, on both sides, the soldiers walked by, holding torches to both sides of the Fengshen platform, and threw the torches into the two three-legged tripods engraved with the portraits of the sun god and the moon god, and the flames 'boomed' up, and the smoke twisted and swayed in the wind, illuminating the surroundings.

In the distance in the Wanshou Temple, the Taoist priest covered in a black Taoist robe and holding a dust whisk walked out, looking at the sea of people in Wuyang, and the sound of chanting spread with the wind.

"The gate of heaven is about to open, and the auspicious time has arrived!"

Brushing to the dust, Sun Yingxian had a rare serious expression, and stood on the side, eight sturdy men, naked upper bodies full of runes, carried three animals out of the mountain gate, and the soldiers on both sides followed with swords, and stopped at the stone steps below the shrine, and lined up in two columns to divide left and right.

Eight people walked up the stone steps along the winding altar to the highest place, put the three animals on the altar one by one, retreated to both sides, and held eight flags with smooth wind and rain, and clear heaven and earth.

"Please go to the altar of the gods and worship the heavens!" Sun Yingxian shouted again.

Inside the mountain gate, a pair of steps stepped on the moss-covered stone steps and slowly walked out of the mountain gate, the swaying robe hem between the legs and walked away, Yang Guang, who bowed under the altar, straightened up and looked, let out a long breath, looked at the national teacher who came over, holding a scroll of paintings, his face couldn't help but hook a smile, for a moment, he commanded the eunuch on his side, the latter nodded and shouted.

"The national teacher sacrifices to the gods of heaven, and the hundred officials kneel and worship—"

Hulala's group of figures knelt on the ground and clasped their hands, Lu Liangsheng, who walked through the middle of the soldiers on both sides, held the painting scroll, and there was no change on his face for the countless sights from near and far, looking at the stone steps that extended to the god platform in front of him, his heart was somewhat mixed with complicated thoughts about the gods.

'Gods..... I did just that. ’

Looking at the stone steps under his feet, the falling steps slowed down, and then he was steady on the steps, walking very slowly and steadily step by step, as if every stone step had a picture of the past in the memory, and the big sleeves printed with yin and yang were stroked in the wind, Lu Liangsheng walked on the high platform, and his vision became broad.

The crowd of people in the distance, the emperor and the civil and military officials under the high platform have all become small, and the houses and buildings are stretched out one after another to the end of the eye.

Lu Liangsheng was slightly distracted, and no one saw the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, like ripples of past memories.

....... The mountains are winding, among the lush forests, the young man carries firewood on his back, carefully walks through the rugged mountain road, sits down to the creek and takes a sip of water when he is tired and thirsty, the clouds and mist on the mountain are swirling, and the villages at the foot of the mountain fight for the water source and fight noisily, sue the county government.....

The high-walled courtyard, the golden gong, the yin wind gusts, on the wooden platform, the female ghost sleeves flying, choking opera, the picture is spread out like water, the old man in the yamen holds three books and hands them to him......

The warbler flies and the grass grows, and the young man turns into a scholar, leading the donkey to carry the book out of the house, standing in the ancient pine tree, and bowing goodbye to the teacher with gray hair.

.......

The wind blew across the high platform, the snow-white beard swayed in the wind, Lu Liangsheng suddenly laughed: "Uncle Pan, Uncle Qing, I remember the first time I went out with my father, and I went out with you later, but I didn't expect to meet a huge centipede, but I didn't expect this foot to step out of Qixia Mountain, and everything in the future seemed to change like a star." ”

At this, his smile was even brighter.

"I remember the small Qing River outside Qixia Mountain, just such a big place, feeding the people of the two villages, the water comes down from the mountain, clear to the bottom, every summer night, I also saw many men in the village secretly lying on the river, and they were scolded by the women bathing in the river. ”

Hey......

The eight big men holding flags on both sides laughed, but they didn't lag behind every year, and at this time, the voice of the Taoist sounded below.

"The auspicious time has come, and the gate of heaven is about to open!"

Lu Liangsheng, who was standing in front of the altar, ignored this sound, still with a smile on his face, and said softly: "From a young man in a mountain village, to today...... It's still the days before, it's desirable, but it's a pity that I can't go back. ”

Standing with his feet standing and stepping away, Lu Liangsheng held the scroll of the painting and presented it to the top of his head, slowly knelt down on the futon, raised his eyes, and looked at the golden morning light that broke in the eastern sky, which was even more dazzling at the bottom of his eyes, and then, he closed his eyes slightly, his lips trembled slightly, and he said that only himself, or the white clouds and morning light in the sky, could hear the words.

“....... The matter of sealing the gods, I hope to be fulfilled, and what you said in the ruins, Lu Liangsheng responded. ”