Unlike the strict order and clear hierarchy of the Da Qi Dynasty, the court meetings of Da Yan were obviously much more casual and scattered.
At first glance, it seems that a group of rough men are surrounding King Yan's chair, talking to each other and shouting non-stop, which is more lively than the market.
Someone couldn't restrain their curiosity and couldn't help but ask Zhao Changying, Your Majesty... No, why did the grandpa suddenly come out of seclusion? Could it be that he had made a breakthrough in his cultivation.
Zhao Changying had not informed anyone of his injuries before.
He smiled and replied: "No, I was called by God. He guided me to leave the country in advance to do something of great significance."
Something significant?
Everyone couldn't help but open their eyes.
Just when they were confused, a man wearing a big red robe and a red hat suddenly ran into the lobby in a hurry, shouting loudly: "Oracle! There is an oracle!"
This man in red robe is naturally Chong Li, the high priest of the Fire Temple.
Everyone's eyes fell on him.
Zhong Li stumbled a few steps and fell in the center of the lobby with a "plop".
Suddenly, blazing flames several feet high erupted from his body, illuminating the entire room in a dazzling orange color. The shadows of everyone were cast on the wall, like countless ghosts flickering.
In the past many years, the fire gods believed in in the north have almost never performed miracles in public like they do today.
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the scene in the flames attentively.
A vague figure appeared in the center of the flames.
People couldn't see his face clearly, but they saw him climbing to the top of Kunlun Mountain, stealing fire from the fairy world, and bringing it back to the human world - this is a story that every northerner is familiar with.
But Vulcan's appearance soon changed.
The flames around him gradually faded and turned into bright stars, and his long black hair also turned into silvery white.
"Emperor Ziwei!"
"How could it be Emperor Ziwei?"
Emperor Ziwei is really recognizable. Everyone quickly recognized His identity.
It’s just that they can’t figure it out——
"God" and the Fire Temple have been competing for believers in the northern region for hundreds of years, and they can be regarded as irreconcilable rivals.
Why did the God of Fire suddenly turn into Emperor Ziwei?
Could it be that the God of Fire lost to Emperor Ziwei in the battle of gods and was deprived of his name and incense by Emperor Ziwei?
Or are they essentially different forms of the same god?
The figures in the flames continued to change.
His face gradually became younger, his long silver hair turned back into black hair, and his dark brocade robe turned into a simple green shirt.
It looked like Gu Xu.
The officials of Dayan are no strangers to Gu Xu.
After all, when Zhao Changying was still King of Yan, he once invited Gu Xu as a guest in the court hall and asked everyone to treat him with the courtesy of a national scholar. He even abolished the cultivation of two Daqi envoys for Gu Xu.
Later, they also kept hearing rumors like "Gu Xu is the incarnation of the God of Fire in the human world", "Gu Xu will soon become the wife of the King of Yan", and "Gu Xu can deprive the Zhao clan of their bloodline power".
However, although Gu Xu is famous, he wore a mask most of the time in the northern border and rarely had close contact with people.
Therefore, as the rumors spread, he became more and more mysterious in the eyes of everyone in the North.
At this moment, when he, the God of Fire, and the image of Emperor Ziwei appeared in the oracle flames, people became more and more convinced that the relationship between him and the God of Fire was extraordinary.
After a few minutes, the bright flame finally died down.
Chong Li, the unconscious high priest of the Fire Temple, also put his hands on the ground and slowly got up.
He looked around and saw expressions of surprise, confusion, or doubt on everyone's faces.
"What just happened?" he asked with a frown.
As the priest who delivers the oracle, he has just been in a state of "possession by the gods", has no personal consciousness, and has no memory of the content of the "oracle".
After hearing his words, an official stepped forward and briefly stated to him the scene changing in the flames.
At the same time, he also asked in passing: "Your Majesty the High Priest, what is the meaning of this will of the gods?"
Since the oracles themselves are often vague and obscure, the priest's interpretation often plays a huge role.
High Priest Chong Li took a deep breath.
He thought of the young man wearing a green robe and a mask who stood under the altar of the temple not long ago, bowing his head to the blazing flames.
"The God of Fire we believe in is more powerful than we imagined," Zhong Li thought for a moment and replied seriously, "Now that he has come to the world, he is ready to lead us to a brighter future."
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This "oracle" conveyed by Chong Li to the ministers in the northern border was undoubtedly a scene choreographed by Gu Xu.
As Gu Xu's understanding of the power of incense has become more profound, he has been able to inform the believers of his will through the priests of the Fire Temple.
The oracle itself is vague though.
But he believed that under Chong Li's guidance, the ministers in the north would make their own decisions in the direction he wanted, so that he could unify his forces into one god in the future.
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After lunch, Gu Xu left the northern border with Luo Chuan.
Even though we know we will meet again soon.
But when they parted, Zhao Yan still showed her reluctance to leave Gu Xu, hugging him tightly and not letting him go until the space passage was basically formed.
"You have to take care," she stretched out her hand to smooth the wrinkles on his collar, "I'm waiting for your good news."
Gu Xu did not respond, but silently kissed her forehead.
Then he turned around and stepped into the spider web-like space crack.
Zhao Yan stood there, staring intently at the place where his back disappeared. It took a while before she recovered from her trance.
This was her third time to say goodbye to Gu Xu.
The first time was thousands of years ago, when she was a young girl Xi, she watched her master disappear into her arms, leaving her to think about it day and night, and never came back.
The second time was at Jingu Pier, when she watched Gu Xu and the merchant ship he was riding disappear at the intersection of sea and sky - after that, he was once erased from her memory by a mysterious force. She couldn't imagine the terrible dangers he would encounter while searching for the fragments of his natal magic weapon.
"Yan'er, relax," her father Zhao Changying appeared beside her at some point, patted her shoulder and comforted her, "He will be fine.
"This husband of yours is very special. I can't see through him at all now."
"He is really not simple."
Thinking of Gu Xu's rapid improvement in cultivation, his ability to save Zhao Changying from death, and the power of his subordinates that he had quietly gathered, Zhao Yan nodded seriously.
But the worry in her brows did not completely disappear. (End of chapter)
