Fantasizing about the scene of winning Kyushu and dominating the world, Zhou Tianzi forgot that this was the time of sacrifice, but there were still courtiers who reminded him so that he would not lose his temper in front of the ministers and princes.

Striding out of the car, Ji Jian pretended to be a martial artist, carrying the sword of the Son of Heaven on his waist, with the imperial jade, stepping on his combat boots, and heading towards the altar.

Worship the sky solemn and solemn, the process is extremely cumbersome, presided over by the Confucian sages of the Lu country, step by step rhythm is tight but not panicked, from the sacrifice, worship the heavens, etc., the whole scene is magnificent and magnificent, except for the ethereal voice of the priest and the whirring wind, there is no other noise.

Zhou Tianzi stood on top of the colorful circular altar, and in front of him was the sacrificial table, offering incense burners, and placing offerings.

Mount Tai is a mountain, but the god of Mount Tai is not a mountain god, but a god of heaven, so everything is carried out according to the specifications of worshipping the sky.

The emperor prayed, a vision appeared, the sky was white and cloudy, and the golden light pierced through the clouds and fog, and went straight to the world. Under the reflection of the sun, the cloud peaks are inlaid with a layer of golden brilliant bright edges, sometimes shining with strange brilliance.

The colorful clouds, ingenious, unpredictable, the sea of clouds appeared at this time, the sky full of glow all reflected in the "sea", the magnificent scenery, intoxicating.

The golden light that pierced through the clouds shone on the altar, and the five-colored light shone brightly, reflecting Zhou Tianzi in military uniform, like a god, with ethereal smoke.

The Confucianists who sacrificed to the heavens, and the princes who participated in the sacrifice to the heavens, were all slightly surprised when they saw this scene, could it be that Zhou Tianzi was destined to return?

In the golden light, Ji Jian was quite excited, when he sacrificed to the sky, the sky descended auspicious images, which meant that he was recognized by the gods, and he would be a good teacher.

As an emperor, Ji Jian can't cultivate, and it is impossible for him to live forever. However, among his ancestors, there are many people who are proficient in calculation and divination, such as King Wen of Zhou, the founding king of the Zhou Dynasty, who evolved gossip and created the "Yi", he is also proficient in the principles of the Book of Changes, firmly believes in the will of heaven, and knows that the mandate of heaven cannot be violated.

Suddenly. There is a strange roar, the clouds and mist appear, the changes are endless, the mountain wind is howling, the clouds and mist are filled, like falling into the chaotic world.

The wind was blowing, the flags were rolling, the hunting was sounding, and the black clouds were pressing down on the city. The thunder in the ground makes people's souls vibrate, and in the boundless golden light, there are layers of clouds and mist.

Bang......

Above the sunny sky. A thunderbolt swept through, and the procession that shook the heavens began to panic, and the horses pulling the cart were restless and stepped on the hooves. The ministers felt a kind of depression from the bottom of their hearts, as if something from heaven was about to descend.

A bolt from the blue?

This is not a good sign, Ji Jian's face is solemn. Looking up at the sky, the white clouds are rolling, like waves like snow; sometimes the dark clouds are tumbling, like turning over the river and the sea; sometimes the white clouds are like thousands of miles of cotton wool; sometimes the clouds fill the valleys, and they are like the endless ocean, and the peaks and peaks are just like the fairy islands in the sea.

Standing here, overlooking below, you can see that the white clouds and the rolling dark clouds merge into one, converging into the surging "sea".

White clouds cascaded, slowly swirling, and the wind howled.

Floating on the top of Mount Tai, in the palace of the Emperor of Dongyue above the clouds, the Emperor of Dongyue sat on the chair and was overlooking the Son of Heaven below.

Emperor Dongyue's monarch is born, the lord dies, in charge of the old and the new, consolidating the country and the people, prolonging life, longevity and becoming immortals, Fulu official position, high and low, the period of life and death, the unity of ghosts, and the greatness of power, the Three Realms can only be compared with the Ziwei Emperor who is in charge of the stars and gods, however, that refers to the previous Dongyue Emperor, Huang Feihu sat in the position of Dongyue Emperor, and his authority has existed in name only.

In fact, Huang Feihu is also similar to ordinary mountain gods, just enjoying the incense in the world, the difference is that he enjoys far more incense than other mountain gods, as for the power, it has nothing to do with him.

Ji Jian sacrificed to the sky, he got the emperor's luck, and naturally sent down some auspicious rui, but at this time, there was a force controlling these auspicious rui, which made him quite angry, although he was not in power, but he was also a symbol of the Dongyue Emperor, this is his territory, someone dared to interfere with the sacrifice to the sky at this time, wouldn't it be a contempt and provocation for him?

Huang Feihu is a fierce man, who once molested and forced his wife to death for the King of Snow Merchants, in order to defeat the tyrant who was extravagant and save the people from fire and water, Huang Feihu first raised the banner of righteousness to crusade against the King of Zhou. Huang Feihu passed through the five passes, he personally led a thousand generals, together with the second brother, the third son, and the fourth friend to join Jiang Shang to crusade against the king of Zhou, and approached the court song, King Wu of Zhou said that Huang Feihu "is mighty in the world, righteous in all directions, grace and virtue, everyone admires, and is truly loyal and virtuous", you can know what kind of character this person is.

Looking up at the sky, Ji Jian found that the clouds had changed again, and there were many palaces emerging, in the middle of the temple, sitting a majestic man wearing a purple and gold crown, holding a wat board in his hand, wearing a yellow dragon robe, painted with dragon Teng, colorful clouds, tides and other patterns, majestic, condescending, golden boy and jade girl, standing on both sides of the gods, also majestic and high-spirited, holding swords and silver spears.

Immortal apparitions?

Ji Jian was slightly stunned, quite unaccustomed to being looked down on, however, he still bowed slightly, Huang Feihu got up and returned the salute, theoretically, the emperors of the world are equal to them, these emperors enjoy the fireworks of the world, and the emperors of the world enjoy the luck of the world, and they all have great merits, and Huang Feihu was the king of Wucheng of the Zhou Dynasty, and when he saw Zhou Tianzi, he should also return the courtesy.

"Zhou Tianzi, there may be changes here, you should leave first!" Huang Feihu didn't talk nonsense with Ji Jian, his face was solemn and looked at the white clouds that gradually stirred and converged into a whirlpool, just now he interfered with his mana, but it was rebounded, if the emperor of the world died on his own territory during the sacrifice to the sky, Huang Feihu's sin would be great, which emperor in the world would dare to sacrifice him in the future?

At this time, the clouds in the sky are getting heavier and heavier, and they are gradually getting darker, and there is an oppressive momentum emanating from it, Huang Feihu pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword, staring at the whirlpool, among the white clouds, there is a black hole, gradually expanding, growing larger, and the depressing breath is coming from inside.

Ji Jian looked at the whirlpool in the sky, and also realized that something had happened, but he was very ambitious, so naturally he would not let this accident force him to retreat, he was still standing on the altar, like Huang Feihu, quietly looking at the black hole that seemed to be like a giant beast constantly opening its mouth, the altar was shaking, and the five-colored light rushed up.

"Roaring ......"

In the whirlpool, there was the whistling sound of strange beasts, deafening, ferocious, amazing, many princes and ministers staggered, and the two trembled.

Ji Jian's hair flew, looking at the passage, there was a light shining up, and there was a figure about to come out of it, faster and faster!(To be continued......)