Thunder roared, electric snakes danced wildly, and torrential rain poured wildly. The drainage system of Jidu is very good, and there is no water on the streets with such a heavy wind and rain.

The brigade marched through the streets, including soldiers from the city defense army, subordinates of the Wind Patrol Division, and people from the Guozong Mansion brought by Yu Xuan. Along this main road on the center line of Jidu, the group quickly came to the palace gate of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Yu Xuan came forward to call the door, and the heavy palace gate of the Dayan Palace, which was twelve zhang and six feet thick, slowly opened, revealing the dark corridor behind it. The walls on both sides of the road are twenty-one zhang high, and the width of the road is only two zhang and four feet.

Every 30 zhang, a bridge is built on the walls on both sides of the road, which is not only convenient for the soldiers on the city wall on both sides, but also an extremely powerful defensive measure. As long as a team of crossbowmen is placed on the bridge and cooperates with the soldiers on both sides of the city, it can inflict a full-angle blow on the people in the corridor without dead ends.

The sound of hooves was bursting, and the oppressive breath was getting stronger and stronger. After going seven miles along the road, and passing through a heavy alloy palace gate, the front suddenly opened up, revealing a majestic palace complex. On the heavy pyramid-shaped stone platform, layers of magnificent and atmospheric palaces dominated by blue and black sè are piled up layer upon layer, from bottom to top, the palace has a total of nine floors.

The highest palace was nearly a hundred zhang above the ground, and the dark clouds were almost clinging to the roofs of those palaces, and the lightning was almost rushing down the black glazed tiles on the palace. Those palaces seemed to be built in the sky, looming in the dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and they were particularly mysterious.

This palace complex, just what you can see, is about five miles wide from east to west. Although the style of the palace is a bit monotonous, basically it is the format of three, six, and nine bays printed in a mold with high eaves, but so many buildings are put together, and the atmosphere is still difficult to describe in words.

Entering the innate realm, the spiritual sense of a martial artist is more than a hundred times sharper than that of an ordinary martial artist. In addition, Bei Qi fused a lot of soul particles before and after, allowing his soul to be strengthened and improved several times, and his spiritual sense can basically be compared to a real person at the congenital fetal level.

In the heavy palace in front of him, there were countless fierce murderous auras looming. Don Qi clearly perceived that in this large area of palace, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of jīng sharp masters hidden? Among them, there are more than 1,000 people with the acquired peak level breath, and there are as many as 100 people with the innate level of the breath, and there are even some subtle and unpredictable breaths hidden among them, and Don Qi does not dare to guess what kind of realm it is.

A bolt of lightning the size of a bucket thundered down from the dark clouds, and with a 'click' sound, it struck a statue of a golden man standing in the square in front of the palace.

In front of the main hall of the palace of the Great Yan Dynasty, there is a square about five miles long and wide, huge and friendless. In this almost square square, there are six metal statues in eight rows, eight columns, and more than ten zhang high. The statues are all exactly the same, all of them are majestic warriors wearing heavy Kai and holding long swords.

The lightning bolt struck one of the golden figures, and a violent electric current rushed through the statue, causing a blinding blue light to erupt around the statue. Huge amounts of electricity rushed through the statue, causing thousands of palm-sized runes and runes to appear on the statue's surface. Translucent blue runes swirled around the surface of the statue, and the suffocating aura faintly spread out in all directions.

What a powerful forbidden circle. Beg gasped and cautiously glanced at the metal statues.

Under the leadership of Yu Xuan, the team bypassed the palace group in front of them, and went straight to the back garden of the palace of the Great Yan Dynasty from a side avenue. Here, Beg saw the core place of the Great Yan Dynasty in the true sense.

On a small piece of green grass with a radius of several acres, there are a few crooked old pine trees. In the middle of the meadow is a thatched hut made of wood, covered with thatch, and more than ten zhang long and wide. Around the center, there are eight smaller rooms arranged in the shape of nine palaces.

The thatched hut in the middle is as simple as it gets, and the eight rooms outside are good. Although the shape is the same as the simple route, at least it is a brick and stone civil structure, and it is also covered with glazed tiles, so at least there is no need to worry about a gust of wind sweeping the house away.

A lightning bolt struck, and by the light of the lightning, Beg saw a plaque hanging on the thatched hut in the middle, on which were the words 'Yan Feitian'. I don't know who wrote these three words, the strokes are sharp, the pen is soaring to the sky, as if there is really a rare bird grinding its fists on the ground, ready to take advantage of the wind of heaven and earth to rush for nine days.

The lightning slashed one by one, and the three big characters of Yan Feitian flashed over and over again in front of everyone's eyes. Don't wait for those who have cultivated enough to be able to stand, and other people who have cultivated a little weaker, as long as they have been looking at those three big characters for a long time, they are actually trembling and unsteady, and many people have fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

Yu Xuan held a tattered umbrella full of holes, standing in front of the thatched hut and looking at the three big characters on the plaque in a daze.

"More than 2,000 years ago, my ancestor of Dayan, it was here, together with many disciples and people, that a piece of wood and a handful of grass erected this council hall. Two thousand years later, our Great Yan Dynasty has hundreds of millions of people, countless cities, and boundless territories, and this is still the true heart of our Great Yan Dynasty!"

Yu Xuan slowly said the above words to Bei Qi, to Lu Chengfeng, and even to Tie Yuewu in a tone of a little fanaticism and a little religious worship. Not only him, but even Yan Jiuhui, Yan Bugui and others, looking at this rough thatched house, their bodies were also straight, and there was an indescribable sacredness and solemnity on their faces.

More than 2,000 years ago, Yanhuang Yandan brought dozens of guests and tens of thousands of people to build the first crude thatched house here. As his people, as his descendants, Yu Xuan temporarily forgot about the gold, silver and jewelry in this almost religious holy place.

Here, it was the meeting hall of Yan Dan more than 2,000 years ago, and it was also the place where the Great Yan Dynasty was specially used to deal with various affairs related to the clan and vassal states more than 2,000 years later.

Qin Qingshui suddenly opened his mouth to break the atmosphere that was almost a religious ceremony: "Yu Xuangong, you are busy with you, Qing Shui escorts you here, and the rest of the matter is left alone." The proton Tuoba Qingye was killed, and later asked Yu Xuangong to give Qing Shui an explanation. ”

With a cold snort, Yu Xuan glanced at Qin Qingshui and waved his hand noncommittally.

Qin Qingshui glanced at Lu Chengfeng and Bei Qi deeply, snorted coldly, and led a large number of subordinates behind him to leave quickly. Tonight's events are not fully understood, at least the assassination scene, he still needs to deal with it.

Yan Jihui laughed out loud: "Hey, Jicheng is not our Xifengwei's place of governance, tsk, the matter has nothing to do with us." We're just here to see the fun. Hey, Lu Chengfeng, while you haven't confirmed your identity yet, Lao Tzu will call you a few more boys!haha, haha!"

Yan Yan smiled very proudly, but Yan Bugui's face was extremely strange, he just looked Lu Chengfeng up and down, and suddenly sighed softly. Bei Qi nodded and smiled at Yan Bugui, but Yan Bugui returned a smile to Bei Qi weakly, and looked at Lu Chengfeng with that strange gaze again.

Under the leadership of Yu Xuan, everyone changed into the clean and fluffy straw sandals prepared here, walked into the thatched hut, and sat down one by one on the mat also woven with fine grass.

Not long after, there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the hut, and one after another old people of the same age and appearance as Yu Xuan rushed here. They silently changed their straw sandals, walked into the hut, and sat down on the left and right sides of Yu Xuan.

In the Guozong Mansion of the Great Yan Dynasty, there is one Guozong, that is, Yan Xinggong Yan Yuxuan. In addition, there are also forty-eight people from the elder country, all of whom are members of the Great Yan Dynasty clan with the same generation as Yu Xuan, and there are also several relatives from wealthy families such as the Jing family, the Gao family, the Tian family, the Le family, and the Qin family. The Guozong Mansion formed by them can basically decide the affairs related to the clans and vassal states of the Great Yan Dynasty in a word.

After introducing Lu Chengfeng's identity a little, Yu Xuan immediately urged everyone present to follow the Yan law and go through the procedure of 'blood return'.

Yanle Gongyan has left a rich legacy, which is a dazzling legacy. For these things left by Yan Buji, if the Guozong Mansion does not handle them properly, it may cause a lot of trouble. Therefore, Guozong's Mansion simply issued a clause of warm swallowing water, as long as it is the heir left behind by Yan Buji, regardless of his origin, the first one to rush to Jidu is his heir.

Many of the national elders present were the people who passed this clause. So although they were surprised why Yu Xuan summoned them to the Guozong Mansion in the middle of the night, since it was the heir left by Yan Bujian who came to the door, it was inevitable to work overtime overnight. If Lu Chengfeng is not tested for blood dripping now, in case another Yan unruly illegitimate child comes to the door, wouldn't it be another big trouble?

No one raised any objections, and according to the pre-agreed process, under the supervision of all the elders, Yu Xuan and the others opened a secret door under the Guozong Mansion and took out a test tube made of transparent white crystal from the secret room with countless prohibitions.

Inside the test tube, there is a half-tube of potion made from Yan's unruly flesh and blood.

Under the close surveillance of the forty-eight elders and Yu Xuan, the national sect, plus Yan Jiuhui and Yan Bugui and other patrol divisions, Lu Chengfeng showed his arm, carefully cut the wrist vein with a knife, and dripped three drops of jīng blood into the test tube.

The pale red sè in the test tube suddenly turned into a dark blue sè, and then released a dazzling golden sè light.

Yu Xuan jumped up suddenly and slapped hard: "It's done, this county...... This Duke of Yanle has the title and the position of Zuo Guozheng, and he has a master!"

Several other veteran elders also clapped their hands and laughed: "It's the child of Mrs. Rongyang, this professor since childhood is not a problem, and he is also the son of a family, and he just inherits the title of Duke Yanle!"

The words of these elders are also very clear, Lu Chengfeng is a child of a family background, so he inherits everything from Yan Buru, and they have no opinion. If the first Yan Bujian illegitimate child who came to Jicheng was born at the grassroots, maybe something would happen.

Then again, how could the illegitimate son born to Yan Bujian and an ordinary folk girl know the news of Yan Buru's death?

Returning home, the blood is pale green, and the gold sè is strong, proving that Lu Chengfeng is indeed Yan Buji's biological son.

Yan Jiuhui's face suddenly changed, and he struggled for a while before he came up and saluted Lu Chengfeng, who was ecstatic.

"Sun Yan, the twelfth generation of the Great Yan Sect, has come back and seen the master of this sect, Yan Legong!"

Yan Yan raised his head, smiled strangely at Beqi, his lips moved, and he said a word silently.

"Eighteen generations of ancestors!"

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