Dayan Palace, the square in front of the Kuntai Palace.

The long-awaited birthday ceremony was held here.

The Kuntai Hall is extremely high, the stairs in front of the hall are divided into three levels, and the dragon chair of the old emperor is placed in the highest middle of the stairs.

Next are the palace concubines and concubines, the princes and grandsons.

Continuing to the second step, it is the envoy of the sect in the territory of Dayan and nearby who came here to watch the ceremony.

As for the courtiers, they were on the lower floor, according to the size of the official rank, until they extended to the square.

Many sects came here to watch the ceremony, not because the old emperor was so powerful.

Rather, these sects are either in the territory of Dayan, or they have a lot of dealings with Dayan.

Up and down the mountain, the courtesy is still exchanged.

There is a university question between getting along.

Huiyuan Mountain Ding Sword Pavilion is the first-class sect of Kunzhou, which may be a little less famous in the south of Kunzhou, but among the large and small countries in the north, it is an existence that people look up to.

His true inner disciples have always been the object of attention.

Therefore, the viewing seat of the Dingjian Pavilion in Huiyuan Mountain is extremely high.

Its eye-catching degree is not much worse than that of the old emperor.

Especially when the name Ning Baifeng spread from the ceremony roster, it attracted more people's attention.

In the eyes of those women, the man in white sitting in the seat was even more eye-catching than the old emperor.

After all, the old emperor is too old, but the young man in white is heroic.

His long hair hung down behind his head with a white belt, which set off the lines of his face, making him look extremely resolute.

The cloud and mist array of Huiyuan Mountain is not an impermeable wall, and a lot of news is blown out of the mountain with the mountain wind, which is concerned by the major sects.

The sword of the gimbal is imminent.

Many sects who came here to participate in the birthday of the old emperor, the next stop was to go back to Yuanshan, so as early as before, I had inquired about the young heroes who had appeared in Yuanshan many times over the years.

Jianwentang also listed a roster of disciples from various sects who participated in the Yuntai Sword Debate.

During the two days of resting in the Huiyuan Pavilion, the shopkeeper also gave Ning Baifeng a copy.

And in this roster, the most eye-catching is the chief disciple of the Sword Pool, Ning Baifeng, who suddenly appeared a year ago and was sealed by the Imperial Decree of the Sword Pavilion.

At this time, I can see the true face of the chief disciple of the sword pool, how can there be a reason not to pay much attention.

Even the disciples of certain sects who came with them, as well as those who were eager to try.

If you want to try the chief disciple of the sword pool, is it real.

On the right side of Ning Baifeng's seat, a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian clothes sat with a wide dragon wall staircase between the two.

This middle-aged Confucian also attracted the attention of many people, after all, the name of Chen Songfeng, a great Confucian of Chen Guo, is also not small in the territory of Dayan.

Even many civil officials in Dayan have studied in the Washing Pen Academy where Chen Songfeng is located.

Ning Baifeng was accustomed to being watched, sat on the seat, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged Confucian on his right.

Chen Songfeng also looked at this side, picked up the wine bottle on the table, and gestured towards Ning Baifeng.

Ning Baifeng also picked up the wine bottle and returned the salute, but what he thought in his heart was the words of the Hancheng Martial Temple.

Yuantai was arrested, including Chen Songfeng.

What puzzled Ning Baifeng was that Chen Songfeng was a Confucian of the Chen Kingdom, why would he help the Great Yan Dragon Protector capture the demon spirit.

He didn't want to delve into the secrets, but he was a little worried that the other party would interfere with what he was going to do next.

The birthday ceremony was lively, and large-scale songs and dances were staged in the square below.

It is really a wide sleeve like a cloud, and the etiquette is shocking.

Although it was the first time to see the royal celebration, Ning Baifeng was not very interested.

Therefore, his gaze wandered from time to time among the spectators.

Also not very interested, there is also the old emperor of Dayan. Even though the singing and dancing music is very lively, it is still a little drowsy.

When Ning Baifeng was seated by the old emperor, he had already looked at the honor guards around him.

Surprisingly, the old emperor was not accompanied by a concubine, and there was no prince

He was accompanied only by a woman wearing a plain palace skirt and a veil on her face.

According to the shopkeeper who came with Ning Baifeng, this daughter is the old emperor's favorite daughter, Princess Xiyan. It is rumored that he is already a Qi practitioner in the lower three realms, and he is about to break into the mysterious realm.

Ning Baifeng just glanced at it twice, and then his eyes fell elsewhere, and when his eyes slid over the female dependent, he felt that there was a gaze looking at him.

Among the women watching the ceremony, there was a woman in red whose eyes were bright, but her eyes were a little cold.

It's her?

Ning Baifeng's long eyebrows moved slightly.

Two days ago, the two briefly met once.

Since this woman is here, it means that among the people who watched the ceremony, there were many dragon supporters.

just looked around, but did not find Yan Zishi's figure.

Ning Baifeng didn't believe that Yan Zishi would bury his head and face and hide among the people watching the ceremony. After all, a Yuan Infant Earth Immortal still needs some face, let alone at this time.

After a round of singing and dancing in the square, a majestic roar was followed by a dense sound of footsteps.

Dayan is still martial, and after singing and dancing, there is a martial arts performance.

Ning Baifeng looked at these soldiers with helmets and armor, holding Changge in their hands, and the bloody killing aura was stirring when they danced, thinking that these soldiers were obviously already the perfection of the outer three realms, and if they were put on the battlefield, they would definitely be brave elite soldiers.

As if he was impacted by this bloody killing aura, the sleepy old emperor stood up, looked down on these soldiers, and recalled his life as a golden iron horse.

People are old and twilight, and no matter how majestic the years are, they will eventually pass.

Just like the military formation in front of you, there will still be a moment of exit.

The old emperor watched his soldiers leave, and slowly looked up at the sky.

The square fell silent, and there were occasional noises from the viewing seats on the stairs.

However, as time passed, the voices in the audience gradually subsided.

Ning Baifeng's eyes froze, and he slowly stood up.

The same action is also Chen Songfeng on the right.

Then, more and more people stood up and looked up at the sky.

The sky is thin and cloudy, and you can see the blue sky.

The old emperor slowly raised his arms and shouted as hard as he could.

"The wind rises!"

There was a wind from the far distance from the east to the mountain, blowing into the square in front of the palace, waving the flag sail.

The lower level of the viewing seats was slightly commotionous.

The old emperor's old face slowly showed a hint of a smile and shouted again.

"Yun Yong!"

The clouds and mist under the heavenly dome suddenly surged, and instantly became dense, enveloping the entire seat.

And the two cries were carried by the wind to all the city, and all the people of the upper capital heard them.

On the stairs in front of the hall, there was an uproar.

Calling the wind and calling the clouds, that is the rumored means that only the immortal master has.

Why is His Majesty the Emperor like this?

In the upper capital, hundreds of people shouted immortals.

The cultivators who watched the ceremony thought that they had a small skill in carving insects.

Ning Baifeng thought to himself, it turns out that you are on it.

The old emperor thought to himself, calling the wind and calling the clouds, just like the thousands of troops and horses that responded to each other, and the power was unparalleled.

The clouds are surging and churning, and the capital city is dark.

The old emperor shouted again, this time as if he had drained all the strength in his chest.

"Auspicious!"

With these words, a high-pitched long whistle resounded throughout Shangdu.

Then, several huge figures were churning in the clouds, and through the gaps in the clouds, even the scaly bodies could be seen.

In Shangdu City, many people who have never seen this situation have been dumbfounded.

After another long roar, a huge dragon head skull broke through the clouds and overlooked the Kuntai Hall of the Imperial Palace.

The sudden scene scared many people to sit on the ground.

The palace maids and concubines directly lost their faces and screamed again and again.

Many cultivators also had a drastic change in their complexion.

Ning Baifeng's face was dark, and a jade plaque in his arms was beating slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the entire dragon head skull continued to probe downward, and its huge body crushed through the clouds like a mountain.

Cyan scales covered the hideous head, and the hill-like body of the turtle slowly descended through the clouds.

On the back of the dragon turtle, there stands a tall stone tablet with four words engraved on it.

Yongzhen mountains and rivers.

The dragon's head let out a high-pitched long roar towards the sky again.

In the clouds in the sky, the churning figure gradually departed.

The clouds cleared, and the sun shone on the capital again.

On the back of the dragon turtle, the four big characters on the stone tablet flashed brightly, and they could be seen all over the city.

A voice shouted out of nowhere until it spread throughout the city.

God bless Dayan!

The sound of the mountains roaring and the tsunami resounded through Shangdu, and it could be heard clearly in front of the imperial palace.

The dragon turtle carrying the stone tablet stepped on the clouds, driving countless clouds and falling heavily on the square in front of the palace, almost occupying the entire square.

The wind rises, the clouds surge, and the auspiciousness comes.

After three shouts, everyone responded.

Even though Emperor Dayan is old and depressed, at this moment, the emperor's demeanor is undoubtedly displayed, shocking countless people.

The practitioners who came here to observe the ceremony were all shocked.

The appearance of the dragon is not to be seen idlely, Dayan is not only inviting people to watch the ceremony, but also showing off his might.

What about the sect on the mountain, there are dragons and dragons, and the mountains and rivers are eternal!

Ning Baifeng looked at the mighty dragon turtle in the square, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Heartlake Transmission received no response.

The turtle's eyes are very cloudy, and it is obvious that his mind is sealed. The stone tablet on the back seems to be ordinary, but in fact, it is a great spirit, and it is obviously the treasure of the Confucian Academy.

Ning Baifeng had read a lot of books about divine souls. Blocking the mind is a means of practicing qi in the wrong way. It can be inferred from this that it is very likely that it was committed by Yan Zishi, the leader of the Fulongshi. The stone tablet containing the spirit of Haoran may have been given by the great Confucian Chen Songfeng.

Voices poured in like a tidal wave from outside the Imperial City.

In the square in front of the hall, many people slowly knelt down and shouted to the sky.

Yongzhen mountains and rivers! God bless Dayan!

The crowd fell to their knees one after another, and only the person standing on the second floor of the stairs was extremely conspicuous.

The cultivators on the mountain are already outside the world, so naturally there is no need to kneel down and congratulate each other.

Ning Baifeng withdrew his gaze from the dragon turtle and looked up at the sky.

Yan Zishi, who manipulated everything behind the scenes, still did not appear.

Suddenly, an exclamation rang out in the square below.

Someone walked down the stairs and held a tray aloft.

This man wears a dragon robe and a crown on his head.

Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, this person shouted loudly.

This is a letter of descent, the content is very long, but its meaning is very simple, Chen Guo voluntarily belonged to Dayan, and changed Chen Guo to Chen County.

After the surrender, the python-robed eunuch under the dragon chair began to pronounce the decree.

All kinds of rewards were read out as if they didn't want money, and finally the name of Prince Dayan was determined.

There were people in the crowd who kept coming out to receive the order of thanksgiving.

Even the great Confucian Chen Songfeng was rewarded.

Confucianism pays attention to joining the WTO, and no matter how high the cultivation is, it can still be an official in the world.

Wash the pen academy, from now on should be renamed Dayan.

Ning Baifeng looked at this matter that had been discussed a long time ago, and he didn't feel how strange it was.

Nowadays, it is not uncommon for small countries to be annexed by large ones.

So his gaze fell on the confused dragon turtle again.

After the long proclamation, the python-robed eunuch shouted again.

"Rite over!"

Long live the mountain sounded.

Chen Songfeng walked to the dragon wall of the stairs, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other, describing in the air.

On the back of the dragon turtle, the four words of Yongzhen mountains and rivers shone brightly, and then, with the stone tablet as the center, the gray stone imprint continued to spread.

Confucian scholar, stone tablet town spirit.

Ning Baifeng was shocked.

"Stop!"