Time and shade flies, spring goes to autumn, and half a year passes in a hurry.

Recently, it is a special day for Zhengyuan Road, at this time, under the Xuan'yu' peak, the gongs and drums are ringing, and the silk and bamboo are pleasant, but on both sides of the road, the Janissary Guards are separated on both sides, and the blue sky is waving flags.

The whole Xuan'jade' peak starts from the mountain 'gate' all the way to the tent dancing dragon, the curtain flies the colorful phoenix, the Taoist temple shines, all solemn and solemn, presided over by the national teacher Han Xiangzi, Renwu Emperor Xuanyuan Ji took the stage to sacrifice to the sky, it is to start from the morning the whole Zhengyuan Dao is busy outside, to now the dragon chariot is only half a mile away from the mountain.

Guangyuan Daxian led more than 100 disciples in the Dao to stand at the foot of the mountain and wait for a long time, but when he heard a horse galloping over, the horse was a man with iron armor and a sword hanging from his waist, and shouted: "The Holy Lord has arrived!"

The people on both sides of the road knelt on the ground, where did they dare to raise their heads, only more than 100 disciples of Zhengyuan Dao were dressed in green clothes, carrying long swords in all directions, majestic, Guangyuanzi was dressed in a white robe, painted with fish and dragon gossip patterns, bowed down and bowed: "Long live Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, behind him, more than 100 disciples bowed together and said, "Long live Your Majesty!"

But the pair of dragon flags were displayed, and more than ten iron hooves of the Praetorian Guards came first, and a golden dragon chariot behind him was more than three feet high, and was slowly driven by sixteen horses.

The pearl 'jade' curtain on the dragon chariot was opened in a corner, a person in his fifties and sixties years old, the weather was majestic, the abundance was handsome, and there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, wearing a golden crown robe, he swept towards the Zhengyuan Dao disciples below, and then his eyes fell on Guangyuanzi and said slowly: "Has Uncle Xuyin been here today?"

Guang Yuanzi hurriedly said: "It's coming, it's coming, Uncle Xuyin is already on the mountain, but the emperor and his old man are not here, welcome Your Majesty up the mountain."

"It's okay to come, let's go up the mountain", the voice of the words came, and the curtain slowly fell again, and in an instant, more than ten of the disciples of Zhengyuan Dao volleyed towards the top of the mountain.

After the holy drive, Guangyuanzi was about to turn around, and suddenly heard a person shouting: "Uncle Guangyuan, don't come to harm."

Guang Yuanzi turned around and saw a tall and mighty person, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, dressed in brocade and satin, looking forty years old, with a pair of bright eyes, it was the second prince Xuanyuan Hongying, who was favored by His Majesty today, and thought to himself, now the ministers of the Great Xia Dynasty are divided into two factions, except for a few old ministers who still support the old prince Xuanyuan Saburo, most of the rest are moving closer to the second prince, and it is his junior brother Han Xiangzi, the national teacher of Great Xia, who is also on the side of the second prince.

Thinking in his heart, if the crown prince is still missing, the position of the crown prince is afraid that it must be Xuanyuan Hongying, so he stepped forward and said with a smile: "How is the second prince doing recently? You haven't been to Xuanyuan Jade Peak for a few days."

"It's really that there are a lot of miscellaneous things in the political cabinet, so I didn't go up the mountain to meet my uncle", Xuanyuan Hongying replied, and the two exchanged pleasantries and walked towards the mountain together.

The Son of Heaven sacrifices to the sky, begs for the blessings of the heavens, the circular altar of the god of heaven is more than 100 zhang wide, in the center of a statue of one zhang high nine-eared bronze tripod cigarette smoke curls, in front of the big tripod a mahogany incense table left and right each 'inserts' a yellow flag, the road rune pen walks the dragon and snake, the golden light is shining.

On the mahogany table, a golden incense burner is dazzling, and in front of it are twenty-four gods, but a gong is heard, and the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens begins.

On the rooftop, the yellow flag fluttered 'swing', the smoke curled, and the hazy brilliance made the entire altar appear more solemn, at this moment, Emperor Renwu Xuanyuan was arrogant, and the golden 'color' sleeves waved, and strode forward to step on the altar.

There was a sudden silence under the altar without a sound, and suddenly a piercing conversation sounded, making a group of civil and military ministers fall and fight, and the ironclad Sensen Guards surrounded the altar, and in the southwest corner, a pair of fat men were making a big noise, and the fat man Lu Nantian talked about what he saw and heard to his father, Lu Changhe, the general of Weiyuan.

"Dad, when I come to Beiling one day, you have to administer justice for me, and our grandfather and father must cripple him."

"Is that chick you said really that beautiful? You can still get a perfect score!" Lu Changhe sat on the bench, his eyes spitting 'essence' and salivating 'desire'.

"But no, that figure, tsk, is better than any girl in Yanyulou, don't you see how long the 'legs' are, that curve...... Tut...... "The fat man said that his saliva was flying, and his heart was full of unwillingness, and suddenly the fat man felt that something was wrong, and found that countless eyes around him were looking at his father and son.

An old minister next to him glanced at it and smiled: "The mighty general is worthy of his real name, and it seems that the young general has also obtained the true inheritance of your old man", and suddenly the surroundings laughed, Lu Changhe sat there with a blue face and a white face, and scolded in his heart, how could this stinky boy talk about the 'female' person on such an occasion!

Everyone is secretly scolding this pair of dog father and son for being greedy and lustful, despicable and shameless, and should really launch no "door" beheading, or have been locked in the big interior to be executed, then at this time suddenly a gust of wind blows, the wind is loud on all sides, the flags on the rooftop are swaying, the light of "fog" and "fog" gradually disappears, and a layer of fog rises out of thin air on the entire rooftop, the black fog is tight, the wind and sand are everywhere, and people can't open their eyes.

The wind was howling, the flags covered the sky, and the entire Temple of Heaven fell into a fog of 'fog' and 'fog', and no longer a single voice of Emperor Renwu could be heard.

Lu Changhe spoke out of tune, but after all, he was a mighty general who had been on the battlefield for decades, and when he saw this vision, he suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes were like an electric tiger roaring: "Where is the Taibao of the Eighteenth Forbidden Army! Hurry up with me and rush into the rooftop to escort you!"

As he spoke, the cold light on his waist flashed, and a broad-bladed giant sword was dazzling, and he was about to rush towards the black fog with murderous aura, when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and Han Xiangzi, the national teacher of Great Xia, held a peachwood long sword in his hand and shouted: "Your Majesty's ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is related to the luck of the country, and others are not allowed to approach! The disciples of Zhengyuan Dao listened to the order, and dared to approach the Temple of Heaven for half a step, and there was no forgiveness for killing!"

All this happened too fast, and the civil and military officials next to him were all shocked, and they didn't know what to do under the panic, just staring blankly at the two sides that were tense and stunned.

Guangyuanzi's expression changed greatly, and he wanted to rush into the black mist, and remembered that Han Xiangzi had just drunk, and thought to himself, the junior brother spoke like this, there must be his sake, if I rushed in, it would not be good to really 'mess up' the number of qi, and when I hesitated, a sound and shadow in the air rushed into the black fog like a streamer.

Xuyinzi's eyes were like torches, and his eyes were condensed and stepped into the black mist, his whole body was shrouded in brilliance, exuding supreme majesty, and his two fingers were full of brilliance, and he wrote sixty-four true meaning talismans towards the void, enveloping the entire rooftop, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, where are you?"

This black fog appeared out of thin air, but it was extremely thick, and at this moment, the wind whistled and a black shadow flew out and fell to the ground, and when I looked at it again, a black shadow fell to the ground, blood was rolling from the corner of the mouth, and suddenly the whole body burned and turned into ashes.

Xuyinzi strode in, his eyes glowed like fire, looking through the layers of black fog, he vaguely saw Emperor Renwu in a yellow crown robe, and immediately took a step forward and stepped forward in a row, pulling Emperor Renwu behind him, and at this moment, a cold sword suddenly rushed in front of him.

Xuyinzi glared angrily and shouted: "Shock!"

Suddenly, the whole body was full of brilliance, and the person was violently shaken out, and suddenly the long sleeves of the void sound rolled up and rolled the person back out of thin air, only to hear a "flutter" sound, the person did not hesitate to cut off his arm to the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground and turned into a raging flame.

On the blood-spattered half of the arm, there were two small words 'smoke and rain' printed on it, and Xuyinzi was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Behind him, Emperor Renwu Xuanyuan straightened his clothes and said: "I am more than enough to deal with a few 'Mao' thieves."

Xuyinzi said, handing the half-cut 'naked' and 'exposed' arm to Emperor Renwu, and Emperor Shenwu looked at the two small words, and couldn't help but say, "It's Yanyulou again?"