Luoyang, the imperial city.
The pavilion rises high and is made of gold and colored glaze. It sits cross-legged among the divine peaks. The spiritual river flows from the top of the peak to all parts of the pavilion, and spiritual herbs and rare treasures are scattered throughout.
The oldest king of Xia retrieved an ancient mountain from the distant Kunlun and placed it here, so that the spiritual energy here was almost overflowing. At the same time, it was enough to condense into a liquid spirit to protect the royal city and outline the secret method. Since the establishment of the Xia Dynasty for thousands of years, no enemy has been able to set foot. In this city, there are thousands of sects and dharma in the world, but in the end they cannot match the foundation of this imperial city.
At this moment, in the most vast and glorious palace located in the center of the divine peak, a scolding echoed through the entire palace like thunder.
The man wearing a black and yellow hat sat on the throne, squinting his eyes to look at the trembling visitors in the main hall.
The scolding came from beside him, his attendant, and his mouthpiece.
"The Supervisor cannot leave the Ancestral Temple before the day of offering sacrifices to heaven. This is a rule set by the late emperor and the ancestors of the Ancestral Temple! How can it be a child's play!" the attendant said coldly. His robe was very long and the hem hung down to the ground. There is a remnant that accompanies his actions, and this remnant drags the shadow like a hissing snake.
"But..." The person below was so frightened by this posture that he could not speak.
The two little Wu Zhus who had initially mastered the spirit were sent on such a mission by Master Jian Tiansi. When they met Emperor Xia, they were already considered excellent if they could fully express what Jian Tiansi meant.
"But what? Is it possible that the current Supervisor Tiansi will abandon the Ancestral Temple and the world?" The servant never breathed and neighed, as if he would pounce on the two young witches and bite the throats of the two young witches in the next moment.
At this time, the man raised his hand to signal the attendant to stop.
"Tell me, what does Supervisor Tiansi want to do? As far as I know, the great witches in the Ancestral Temple have all left the Ancestral Temple to find the source of this severe drought. There is nothing she can do to help with this worldly chaos. What's more, She has only served as Supervisor for more than ten years, and as far as I am concerned, it has only been a blink of an eye, so what does she know?"
King Xia paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, "Do you know how to cause trouble for us?"
"If Jian Tiansi walks out of the Ancestral Temple outside the day of worshiping heaven, he is considered unclean to God. Witches who are unclean to God will be executed by the great witches themselves, and Jian Tiansi is no exception."
The two little witches turned pale and opened their mouths but could not say anything.
"Her spirit, the red dragon, left the Ancestral Temple several times, and I turned a blind eye. I thought it was just a trivial matter, not worth affecting my relationship with Jian Tiansi. What now? Jian Tiansi no longer cares about me, nor will he. Does God take it seriously?"
The man's tone was very calm, so calm that no anger or anger could be heard.
But his deep voice echoed in the hall, like a sharp sword piercing the depths of the souls of the two young wizards, making them shudder subconsciously.
There was a long silence.
Then King Xia lowered his arm.
"The king acquiesces to your transgression." The attendant stepped forward, walked down the stairs, and walked to Wu Zhu's side.
The two little witches were kneeling with their heads lowered. They could only see the long shadows of their robes trailing from the corners of their eyes, bringing hoarse whispers.
"Please tell us what Lord Supervisor Tiansi means. The king has never expressed his anger."
"Supervisor Tiansi Ming asked us to explain - I want to leave the Ancestral Temple for a while." One of them plucked up the courage to speak, "Supervisor Tiansi Ming said, this is... a notice, not... not... a request. "
The words were barely audible at the end, but at the moment they finished, the man sitting on the throne suddenly opened his eyes.
The attendant was stunned.
The same is true for the ministers present here.
Probably they never thought...that there would be such a bold person.
And faced with the eternal iron law that was about to be broken, they remained silent.
Because at this moment, there is only one being who is qualified to speak and to judge what Jian Tiansi has done.
Don't overstep.
"Oh?" The man smiled.
The laughter was extremely harsh in the silent hall.
Everyone was sweating like rain, they couldn't figure it out, they didn't dare to think clearly, so they could only wait for the answer in the silence that tortured their souls, waiting for this noble and supreme being to issue a pardon order. Even the king's mouthpiece didn't dare to make a sound, and the snake-like twisted and winding shadow seemed to shrink into a ball.
"king……"
An old minister spoke up.
The Supervisor Tiansi was too important to the Xia Dynasty. Even though the change of the Imperial Ancestral Temple's order was usually completed in a very short period of time, there was still a vacancy. Without Jian Tiansi, the Xia Dynasty would lose the channel to communicate with God. The fate of the country has been rotating for thousands of years. There are countless times when the death of Jian Tiansi created a vacancy, and the vacancy created unsolvable disasters. If he is not careful, the king will also die.
"I will go to the Ancestral Temple." The man said.
"In the Imperial City, the Imperial Ancestral Temple is the only shadow. We can't see clearly."
"Therefore I will go there in person, ask the reason, and determine whether it is true or false."
The ministers all lowered their heads because the footsteps were approaching.
The man stood up from the throne and slowly walked down the stairs. He first passed by Wu Zhu, who was kneeling on his knees, and then passed by the veteran minister at the head. His black and yellow crown was soothing, and the ancient objects embroidered on his clothes seemed to follow him. Action comes alive.
Within the Imperial City, no one can transport spirits, and no spirits can exist.
The only one who can transport spirits is the king.
The only place where the soul exists is the palace of the king.
The Tietian ghosts and gods who shocked the heaven and earth could not set their sights on this city.
"King, what if... nothing happens?" The old minister asked at the moment when the man was about to step out of the hall.
The old man was still kowtowing, and he was looking at the glazed floor, asking about his heartbeat and soul.
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"If nothing happens, I will treat it as a joke."
"What if... it's as the witchcraft messenger said?"
No one answered.
The power like a landslide and tsunami also disappeared in the hall.
…………
In the Imperial Ancestral Temple, Su Yuelin was strolling around.
Coinciding with the continuous rain recently, the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella came in handy.
She sang softly.
The pendant beads on the edge of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella swayed to accompany her. In the rain, the cinnabar tear mole in the corner of her eye still looked dazzling, and the color was as rich as blood.
"You know the boundaries of the Imperial Ancestral Temple are nothing to me." Behind her, light rain stirred up a burst of clouds, and a figure emerged from the clouds.
The figure looked at her, and the only color in her body was the pair of bright golden children's eyes.
His presence was erratic, as if it were really a mist in the rain.
"The restrictions placed on Jian Tiansi in the past were actually more about the common people in the world, rather than the boundaries of this corner of the world. They all have Tie Tian ghosts and gods, and the Tie Tian ghosts and gods of Jian Tian Si's life are usually the most powerful. If according to the These are real ancestors who have achieved realm cultivation under common sense." Su Yuelin said softly.
"Of course I know you can easily cut through this and take me out. After all, you are my dragon. That sword is sharper than King Xia's sword. What does it mean to pierce this barrier?"
"But not yet." She shook her head, "I have to wait for someone."
"The two little Wu Zhus have already gone to the Golden Palace in the Imperial City. They may have been frightened to tears. Unfortunately, I don't have time to comfort and compensate these two little cuties."
"I have never heard that you have any acquaintances in the Golden Palace."
"They are not acquaintances, they are familiar strangers. We meet once a year, but we are still far apart, separated by a whole big altar. I am on this side of the altar, and he is on the other side of the altar."
Before Su Yuelin could let go of his smile, the rain solidified.
Countless tiny raindrops stagnated in the sky, and the sky was full of such raindrops. Under the gray sky, it was as if someone used the sky as a canvas and drew random threads on it.
And now, here comes the person who likes to doodle.
The black-yellow Yanmian is majestic and calm.
The man stared at Su Yuelin through thousands of frozen raindrops.
Su Yuelin just held an umbrella to say hello.
"Come alone?"
"Come alone." The other party also replied.
