A reckless glacier, rolling across the north and south of the Hanging River, like the waves outside the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting fog and pouring down, this is the most magnificent current of the Hanging River - the Xuanxue River.

The Xuanxue River is like a huge dividing line cut by a ghost axe, dividing the two banks into completely different scenes-

To the east of the Hanging River, the mountains are steep, snow-capped, with the broken jade peak that pierces the sky is the most top-notch, holding a group of mountains in the depths, looking at it from afar, it seems to be covered with layers of black snow.

To the west of the Xuanxue River, there is the Emperor of the Hanging River!

Thousands of ice and snow palaces are lined up one after another, facing the light of the sun, the cold light is cold, and it is daunting. The ridge of the palace is swaying upward, like a snow eagle flapping its wings and flying high, each Qiong Palace is as high as a hundred zhang, the ring is towering, and it covers a vast area.

Although the 10,000 Qiong Palaces are beautiful, they all deign to the back of a majestic palace, and this palace is so huge that it is impossible to measure!

The first thing that catches the eye is the dome that reaches into the sky, and even if you look up, you can only look at it.

This Hun Tianqiong Palace occupies the middle and righteous place of the emperor, with a snow-white and holy body, and the eaves slanted into the clouds. On the heavy eaves, there is a huge blue plaque, and there are three big characters on it - Canghan Palace.

After the Xuanbing tribe founded the country of Hangchuan, the Canghan Palace was followed from generation to generation as the monarch's address.

The five Qiong Palaces followed the Canghan Palace, namely Qingjian Palace, Tianchi Palace, Xiaoran Palace, Hongxue Palace, and Yunyun Palace, which were owned by the five elders of the Xuanbing Clan.

The next few exquisite Azure Ice Palaces, compared with the majesty of the Canghan Palace and the transcendence of the Elder Palace, these Qiong Palaces are slightly shabby. No one thought that this was actually the sleeping palace of the crown prince of the Xuanbing clan, and teaching the princes to be humble and based was the good intentions of the holy monarch of the Xuanbing clan.

After the royal palace, it is the residence of the military generals of the Xuanbing clan and the important ministers of the Liding clan. All the way to the outer circle of the snow field, there are countless pavilions and pavilions, which are the homes of micro-officials and cloth people.

Although the Xuanbing clan has a long history, the country has only been established for a hundred years, so outsiders often use the old name of the Xuanbing clan.

And the Holy Monarch of Hanging River, Yan Sheng, is often called the King of the Xuanbing Clan according to the old practice.

Yan Sheng has an indifferent temperament and does not like many people, but today, the cold palace is unusual, and the people who come in and out are in a hurry, and there are countless people.

A man stood in the main hall of the Cold Palace, his eyes like a brillary brush, sweeping over the endless stream of visitors.

The man was over forty years old, tall and burly, with a protruding chest and a bulging belly, a dark brown complexion, a particularly square face, a broad nose, and broad lips with a kind of bold roughness.

At this time, a thin man knelt in front of him, cowering and not daring to raise his head, muttering: "City defense... Over there in the city defenses...."

The man's eyes flashed with irritability, and he roared sharply: "What's wrong with the city defense? Don't buzz like a mosquito, if you report something, be louder!"

Putting aside the identity of this angry man, just in the face of such a tall and violent person, I am afraid that no matter who it is, it will be a little timid first.

The thin man didn't dare to breathe, and became more and more distracted, and suddenly, he shouted: "Damn! Grind! Get out!"

The thin man sat down on the ground, kowtowed again and again, and shouted: "Holy Monarch is angry! Holy Monarch is angry!"

It's okay not to shout this, as soon as he said this, a powerful leg kicked over directly, and the thin man "buzzed" in his ear, and half of his body was instantly kicked to the wood, and in a trance, he felt that a foot came with the wind, and he was about to hit his head!

The thin man closed his eyes in fear, and it was like a year, but the kick didn't come for a long time......

The thin man grinned and saw that the mighty and violent man just now had retreated to the side, and facing him was a man with a long body and a face like a crown of jade.

This man wears a holy white crown, a silk snow robe, holds a folding fan with both hands, and his eyes are warm and not angry, but he is more than forty years old next year, and he looks like he is about thirty.

The thin man was looking at it with a big shout in his ear: "Look at what! Don't make amends, this is the Holy Monarch!"

The thin man never thought that he had worshiped the wrong person just now, and this elegant man was the famous Hanging River Sage-Yan Sheng.

The thin man was about to make amends, when a cold folding fan stood in front of his forehead, and the flying gold fan emitted a fascinating fragrance, causing the thin man to raise his head.

Yan Sheng was not angry, and said with a smile: "Get up, if you have something to say, speak slowly." It's common for you to not usually come to the palace, and you don't know me. ”

The thin man collected the frightened soul and began to report the situation one by one, like the other endless visitors to the Canghan Palace, he also came for the ten-year ancestor worship ceremony in Hangchuan three days later.

As one of the seven ancient tribes, Hangchuan continues the ancestor worship ceremony that the Xuanbing tribe arose from ancient times.

In addition to paying tribute to the kings of the past dynasties and praying for blessings on the day, it is more important to pay tribute to a legendary and sacred person - the Holy Ancestor.

According to legend, on this Yanqi Continent, the Ancient Seven Clans were created by seven people with great talents, and these seven people were not only the originators of the Ancient Seven Clans, but also the giants who created the unique exercises of the Seven Clans!

However, thousands of years have passed, and the rumors about the Seven Ancestors are bizarre and endless, but legends are legends, and what really happened thousands of years ago is far from the same.

At this time, a good-looking maid walked over with a tea tray, Yan Sheng took one of them, took a sip of them, and said with a smile: "Old Lei, you are like a tiger, and your posture is like thunder, and it will not decrease at all!"

"I'm used to fighting, and the more I look down on those mothers. The man surnamed Lei pursed his lips, and his dark lips twitched.

Yan Sheng smiled, pointed to the tea in the maid's hand and said, "It's busy early in the morning, you can also go to the fire." ”

"How can this thing defeat the fire? If you want to defeat the fire, you have to ......" Lao Lei suddenly stared at the beautiful figure of the tea lady, looked up and down, and laughed meaningfully.

"Cough, you!" Yan Sheng withdrew the blushing maid and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, in the main gate of the Canghan Palace, a young man who was fifteen or sixteen years old entered, and the conversation and laughter between Yan Sheng and the man surnamed Lei came to an abrupt end, and they all looked at the young man.

This young man was dressed in a slim-fitting cloud shoulder suit, his legs were strong and powerful, and he stepped into the threshold in one step. A bundle of black hair hung from the back of his head, flicking and lifting as he walked. His childish pale brown cheeks have only begun to show their edges and corners, and his slightly wider chin makes this young man's vigorous and heroic spirit a little straightforward.

Yan Sheng's smile became even thicker, but the face of the man surnamed Lei collapsed suddenly.