Chapter 200: Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, Heavenly Palace Prison

Suncheon thirty-six years.

Another spring passed, and the news that the World Exterminating Tree had been eradicated began to spread in the ocean, causing heated discussions among warriors in various sea areas.

Lin Haotian, whom Jiang Changsheng paid attention to, had already embarked on his way to Dajing, and the man in blue clothes he met before did not bring anyone to hunt him down for the time being.

In fact, Jiang Changsheng could use the golden scales and jade leaves to directly bring Lin Haotian to the big scene, but that would be a waste of Lin Haotian's life. The experience along the way transformed Lin Haotian, and he gradually enjoyed the adventure.

On the other hand, the same is true for the Mu family. After traveling far and wide for so many years, the children of the Mu family have lost their confusion and only have unlimited expectations for the future. On the way forward, the Mu family is also growing.

Jiang Changsheng is looking forward to the grand occasion when the Mu family arrives in Dajing, and the Mu family is also looking forward to the appearance of Dajing.

This year, Dajing recuperated, expanded his transportation department, and brought Dajingqi to Dongzhou.

Dongzhou also established many cities and Wufu. Through Wufu, people from local tribes began to enter Dajing to practice martial arts, which promoted the integration of Dongzhou and Dajing.

Da Qi was not idle either. In the sea area to the north of Dongzhou, they crazily captured the islands, which led to the continuous expansion of the ocean territory. Emperor Shuntian did not stop him. As long as he did not go south, he could tolerate it.

The current goal of Dajing is to be promoted to the dynasty!

The Fengtian Dynasty seemed to have disappeared, and never appeared in Dajing's field of vision again.

In addition to practicing, Jiang Changsheng usually spends time paying attention to the Taoist world.

The Mieshishu has taken root in the Dao Realm Continent, and they have already known Luogu, Taisui, and Xingyu. As for the white dragon, they are still enjoying the baptism of spiritual water in Hualongchi.

The reason why Jiang Changsheng paid attention to the Dao world was mainly because of the two snake men.

These two little guys are not simple. Their bodies can automatically absorb aura and transform it into monster power suitable for living in the world of martial arts. Their efficiency is higher than that of other strange beasts.

Seeing them, Jiang Changsheng would always think of Nuwa and Fuxi in Chinese mythology, so he followed suit and gave them names, the girl snake person was Taiwa, and the young snake person was Taixi.

Taiwa and Taixi don't have the hostility of fierce beasts, nor the cruelty of monsters. Most of the time, their emotions don't fluctuate too much. They linger in the woods, and then they find that the white dragon in Hualongchi gradually builds up emotion.

The white dragon soaked in the Hualong Pond every day, and was extremely bored, so he often teased Taiwa and Taixi. Under its teaching, the spiritual intelligence of the two snake people also improved rapidly, which is incomparable to Mieshishu. Although Shishu can spit out people's words, he keeps silent most of the time, which is his personality.

The days passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, another five years have passed.

In the 41st year of Shuntian, the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens will begin soon in the capital, presided over by Prime Minister Chen Li. After the success of offering sacrifices to the heavens, Dajing will be promoted to the Qiyun Dynasty. The ceremony will start in June.

It's early February.

The capital is extremely lively, even though it has been expanded, there is still a lot of traffic. All dynasties in the Longmai Continent sent envoys to congratulate, including the Daqi Dynasty, the Tianhan Dynasty, Tianhai, Donghai, Dongzhou and other places also came to congratulate.

This ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will be even bigger than the ceremony of the Li Yun Dynasty decades ago.

In these years, many geniuses and influential figures have emerged in Dajing, and even a Qiankun Realm was born, who was cultivated by Emperor Shuntian from the destiny of the former king of Renwang.

The big scene is not what it used to be!

The most intuitive expression is that Dajing's incense worth has reached 3.7 million, which has more than doubled. In addition to Ye Xundi's luck, Dajing's own strength has also increased considerably.

The great scene is getting stronger, and the Fengtian Dynasty is also getting stronger.

The net worth of Fengtian Dynasty has reached 39 million!

Jiang Changsheng began to look forward to another attack from the Fengtian Dynasty.

In the courtyard, Qing'er was reporting the situation of Longqi Temple to Jiang Changsheng.

The number of disciples of Longqi Temple has exceeded 50,000. This is still a situation of intentional control. Not counting Yang Zhou and Shiba Xingxiu, there are already more than ten gods and men, all of whom are old disciples. They are over fifty years old. In front of the five-year-old Jiang Changsheng, there was a difference of several generations.

Jiang Changsheng didn't pay much attention to Longqi Temple, anyway, Qing'er was in control.

Qing'er is also a god-man, and it is not difficult to live to one hundred and fifty years old. If he goes further, he can continue to be in charge of Longqi Temple.

"Ancestor Dao, there is a mysterious vortex in the southern ocean, and an archipelago emerges from it, attracting many sects to investigate. The Fuyue Family and Zhenlong Temple invited Longqi Temple to go together. I am going to let Yang Zhou and Arakawa go. You How do you see it?" Qing'er asked cautiously.

Last year, Arakawa achieved the golden body and became famous in the martial arts world, but now he is idle.

Jiang Changsheng said: "Then go ahead, let the disciples increase their knowledge."

Qing'er frowned with joy, and quickly thanked Jiang Changsheng.

After Qing'er left, Jiang Changsheng looked into the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Seeing his expression, Bai Qi asked curiously, "What makes you so happy?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that some people couldn't hold back."

This year's ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens has a lot of fun to watch!

...

Fengtian Dynasty, inside the palace.

Emperor Fengtian was playing chess with the sword master, but he was restless and frowning all the time.

The sword master asked: "Your Majesty, are you worried about the big scene?"

Emperor Fengtian put down the chess pieces, sighed and said: "That's right, although it has been prepared for many years and the plan is rigorous, but there is a Taoist ancestor in the great scene, so I am not absolutely sure."

The sword master said: "Senior Tiangong has returned from the holy pilgrimage, and his realm has reached an unimaginable level. Coupled with the mobilization of luck by a group of masters, the great scene will definitely not be able to become a dynasty. Why worry about it, no matter how strong the Taoist ancestor is, there is a limit."

Emperor Fengtian's eyes were cold, and he said: "Senior Tiangong is indeed powerful, and he is worthy of being an unrivaled warrior who can survive the battlefield of the Holy Dynasty, but Fengtian will have to pay a huge price for asking him to act."

The sword master was silent, he was not qualified to talk about this matter, what he was thinking about was still Dajing's Saint Wu Jianyi.

Emperor Fengtian said again: "How is the prince's talent in swordsmanship?"

The sword master replied: "Very good, but compared to kendo, he is more suitable for other martial arts. It is said that His Royal Highness wants to create his own martial art. Why doesn't His Majesty support it?"

Emperor Fengtian hummed: "His martial art is the way of luck, if he is not careful, Fengtian luck is brought down by him, what's the deal?"

He was very annoyed and very unhappy when he mentioned this matter.

The sword master said: "But I have to say, his idea is very good, gather the power of luck on himself, please use the power of the dynasty, if his martial arts have matured, then the Taoist ancestor will definitely die, and the power of the dynasty will be concentrated in one body, It's hard to imagine how unimaginable its force will be."

Emperor Fengtian didn't say a word, but picked up the chess piece again and smashed it down heavily.

The situation of the chess game changed instantly.

...

June is fast approaching.

The number of guards in the capital has increased significantly. To be precise, the entire Sizhou has been put on alert.

Today, Dajing's ceremony to sacrifice to heaven is coming.

In front of the gate of the imperial palace, tens of thousands of courtiers were already waiting in line, the streets were full, and white-clothed guards stood on all the attics and courtyards of mansions.

It was rare for Jiang Changsheng not to practice martial arts, but to exercise his muscles and bones in the courtyard.

Seeing his actions, Ye Xundi was shocked.

"Ancestor Dao, is it possible that Fengtian is coming to sneak attack? That's right, if the great scene is allowed to become a dynasty, Fengtian will die." Ye Xundi asked excitedly.

He is extremely warlike. Jiang Changsheng's wariness is for survival rewards, and his wariness is just pure wariness.

Jiang Changsheng said: "It is true that he will sneak attack, but he will not show up. Just watch carefully. The opponent is very strong, and you are not an opponent."

Ye Xundi was not hit, and the strong ones who dared to come to the capital must have come for Daozu, and he was by no means invincible. He still has this self-knowledge.

The last time it was a group of experts from the Promise Sea Alliance, how strong will it be this time?

When Ye Xundi thought of himself back then, he was filled with emotion. Now he understands that the reason why he survived back then was because he was only competing in martial arts. If anyone dared to attack the people in the capital, he would definitely die. die.

at the same time.

In the north of Dajing, in the middle of the land without an owner, there are towering mountains and a vast atmosphere.

On the top of a mountain, there were silhouettes standing on the edge of the cliff. The leader was a man in a purple-patterned black robe. There is a black battle armor under his robe.

Tiangong Prison, an unrivaled powerhouse invited by the Emperor of Heaven.

The other people next to him are all masters of Fengtian, the weakest is Qiankun Realm, there are thirty people, and they are all ready to fight.

"Senior, the time is coming soon, this place is extremely far away from the capital, shall we make an advance move?" an old man asked respectfully.

Tiangong Prison looked indifferent, and said: "Don't worry, it will be too late to take action when Dajing's fortune soars, and only then can he deal a fatal blow to Dajing, causing this fortune to collapse directly."

As soon as the words fell, the finger on the thumb of his right hand burst into light, a big bow flew out, was held by his left hand, and a long spear followed.

He holds a bow in his left hand and a long spear in his right hand. The big bow is made of some kind of wood, its surface is engraved with mysterious patterns, and it is taller than others. The long spear is silver in color, with a blue gemstone inlaid on the tip of the spear. Crystal clear.

Seeing this, the other warriors all showed anticipation.

For the warriors of the Fengtian Dynasty, Tiangong Prison is a myth, the pinnacle of Fengtian Martial Arts, and it is said that the Fengtian Dynasty can dominate the sea area and sit on two continents precisely because of the strong Tiangong Prison.

Tiangong Prison killed too many strong men for Fengtian, and he left Fengtian only after Fengtian had a complete foothold to pursue his own martial arts.

Five hundred years have passed, when the Fengtian Dynasty was at a loss for what to do with the great scene, and when the Tiangong Prison returned, everything seemed so dreamy and legendary.

To Fengtian, Tiangong Prison is like the Taoist ancestor of Dajing.

At this moment, Tiangong Prison is also full of interest in Dajing Daozu.

After returning from the holy pilgrimage to Tianya, he originally wanted to go back to Fengtian to retreat for the elderly, but he did not expect that a figure like Daozu was born in the nearby sea area.

"Hmph, Daozu, I want to see if you can accept the upcoming Fengtian punishment!"

The corners of Tiangong Prison's mouth turned up, and the eyes were full of joking.

When he came back from the Holy Dynasty, he looked down on all the nearby dynasties. Even if he knew that Zhu Wuji of Liudongtian might die in the hands of Daozu, he didn't care.