His spiritual veins were stimulated by spiritual power and expanded in a circle. The spiritual power in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info rampant like a beast in his body, and after opening up the spiritual vein, it turned into a spring drizzle, moistening every part of his spiritual vein, so that his pain was constantly alleviated.

Finally, this long process was coming to an end, and after the last inch of Shiyun's aura nourished the spiritual acupoint, Shiyun suddenly burst out with an unusual aura, and in less than a year, he continued to break through his cultivation to reach the third vehicle of the Void Realm.

The surface of the body is shining, there are dragons haunted and hidden, and the lines of the aura can be faintly seen on the skin, intertwined with each other, forming mysterious and complex patterns, and Shiyun is immersed in an indescribable great pleasure.

He had the illusion that his skin was reborn after the blazing heat, growing back inch by inch, and his hair was popping up like grass, and the whole person was reborn.

It took a long time for Shiyun to open his eyes. The spiritual power in his body seemed to be inexhaustible, surging endlessly.

Unconsciously, more than two months have passed since he retreated and cultivated, and tomorrow is the Soul Sacrifice Ceremony. Shiyun got out of bed, opened the window, Shiyun took a deep breath, the blue sky, pure as a mirror, his state of mind was very good.

"Father, Emperor Mother, tomorrow you will no longer be a criminal minister. He looked up at the autumn geese on the distant skyline, the afterglow pouring and muttering to himself.

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Duyan West City, a rooftop rises from the ground into a square shape, about nine zhang high, a yellow flag stands on the rooftop and stands in the wind, the yellow flag is written with cinnabar intricate runes, it looks very mysterious from afar.

The rooftop is heavily guarded, and there are many Taoist priests among them.

Whining.

A few dull trumpets sounded in the distance like the roar of a beast.

The team of people and horses is constantly gathering from all directions, among which a pair of people and horses in the south is the most eye-catching, and in the center, there is a large sedan chair slowly following the procession.

This large palanquin is like a palace, carried by eighty-eight people, swaying up and down, the golden bells at the four corners make a crisp sound, and its carving and decoration are extremely luxurious, it is simply made of gold agate, and it is all in one.

The curtains of the sedan chair were open, and in the sedan chair there was a dragon chair, on which nine pale dragons were lying cross-legged, and they were arched together, as if guarding the man sitting on the dragon chair.

The man sitting on the dragon chair is not angry but mighty, with an aura that is rare for mortals, his thick eyebrows are shining, and the majesty unique to the incumbent is revealed with his demeanor, he is the helmsman of this country - the Great Yan Emperor.

Emperor Dayan was sitting in a precarious position, even though the dragon chair rose and fell with the sedan chair man, but the bead curtain composed of twelve pearls wearing the crown on his head did not move at all, and this concentration was very within the reach of people.

He was not the only one in the sedan chair, there were two monks on his left and right, one in a Confucian robe and gentle and elegant, and the other in a Taoist robe with a good demeanor. The two of them are like the Great Yan Emperor, both of them are looking into the distance, deep and solemn.

At the foot of the rooftop, there are more than tens of thousands of people, all of whom come from different places and are rarely seen.

These people were ordinary people, and there were also monks and wizards, and they were talking to each other.

When the palanquin, which looked like a palace, appeared in everyone's sight, everyone closed their mouths and became solemn.

The sedan chair stopped, and someone brought a ladder at the front of the sedan chair, waiting for the person in the sedan chair to appear.

Jiang Ji, as the person in charge of this ceremony, brought more than ten servants and civil and military officials to the sedan chair, waiting for Emperor Dayan.

Emperor Dayan stood up from the dragon chair, raised his left arm lightly, and placed his hand on the hand of the Confucian scholar. Emperor Dayan was in front, and Confucian scholars and Taoist priests were waiting around and walked out of the sedan chair.

As soon as the Great Yan Emperor appeared, Jiang Ji and all the civil and military officials knelt down together, and the people of the Yan Kingdom around the rooftop also knelt down one after another, shouting in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The sound was so loud that the monks who were kneeling down were caught off guard, and their ears were buzzing, they didn't expect that there would be such a big pomp and circumstance in the power of the world. When they saw the Great Yan Emperor, who had accepted the kneeling of 10,000 people, they couldn't help but feel excited, and the monks who were unstable in their hearts had the urge to climb the dragon chair.

The autumn wind is blowing, and the people with the crisp bells under the sky ring again, which is particularly eye-catching. Emperor Dayan's dragon robe was fluttering, calm and composed, his eyes swept at the ministers like a torch, and said with a somewhat awe-inspiring tone: "Zhongqing is flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The cultural relics of the hundred officials automatically gave way, and the Great Yan Emperor walked down the sedan chair and walked towards the rooftop with the support of Confucianism. The cultural relics officials followed closely behind, climbing the stairs from the south of the rooftop.

There are a total of 108 steps on the rooftop, with a small platform for every 5 steps and a large platform for every 9 steps. The whole process of ascending the stairs was pious and clean, and no one coughed and made noise.

When the Great Yan Emperor walked to the top, the recitation of the ancients' texts sounded, and the Great Yan Emperor walked more slowly, as if he was carefully understanding the meaning of the ancient texts.

The consecrated officials and deacons perform four prostrations and wash in place, the deacons burn incense, and the land is drunk. Emperor Dayan walked to the position of the worshippers with hundreds of officials of cultural relics.

Four hundred and eighty musicians and dancers, and ninety deacons played music, and the ceremonial music floated between heaven and earth. Happy, leading the gods to the yang, the gods are coming, and the Great Yan Emperor and the hundred officials bow four times.

After the Great Yan Emperor knelt down, the Si Bottle poured wine for all the people who participated in the sacrifice, and all the officials knelt.

After kneeling, the music started again, at this time the cultural relics were divided into two sides, and a group of people dressed in yellow clothes walked on the north side of the Tianbei, they stood on their chests with their palms in their hands, and they recited words in their mouths when they walked.

They stood under the yellow flag, their eyes slightly closed, and all but the first one began to dance strangely, and the leader gradually began to sing, and his chant grew louder and louder, and at last it became more and more intense, and the music also added a certain rhythm to his chanting, and the dancers moved more and more loudly.

Emperor Dayan stared reverently at everything in front of him.

Suddenly, the chanting stopped abruptly, and without this kind of sound, people became uncomfortable, as if this tone had been changed to exist in the first place, and it was one with heaven and earth.

The dancers heard the movements, and raised their arms to the sky and shouted an obscure incantation. The yellow flag hanging on the rooftop, spontaneously combusted without fire, burned violently, the fire soared into the sky, gathered into a pillar of fire and rolled up, straight into the blue sky, the people of Yan who watched the ceremony saw such a spectacle, and couldn't help but be shocked.

At this time, the pillar of fire changed again, and the arms of the man in yellow opened at the same time, and the pillar of fire stretched out in all directions like a blooming fire lotus, enveloping the entire scene of the soul sacrifice.

A huge fire covered half of the sky, and on this day, all the people who lived in Tohiko Castle saw a scene that they had never seen in their lifetime.