Chapter 1185: Offerings to the Imperial Ancestral Temple

When the three hundred miles of Linzi City appeared in sight, the whole team returning to Qi was solemn.

The Zhanyu Army, which was on duty in the capital area, went out of the city five miles to welcome them.

This was of course a very high courtesy.

The nine soldiers of the Great Qi were the elite in the world.

And the strong soldiers of the army lined up here, with swords and spears standing high like a forest.

"This is a triumphal ceremony." Chong Xuanzun said so.

Jiang Wang nodded to show that he knew.

At this time, they rode on tall horses, two horses parallel, a team of Tianfu Army soldiers led the way in front, and a team of soldiers guarded behind.

The accompanying viewing team had already dispersed before approaching Linzi, and each returned to their own home, and could not go with the expeditionary team at this time.

The official road was sprinkled with scattered petals, and the fiery "Yan Zhao" stepped on it, like flowers burning.

The white "Snow Night" was like floating clouds on flowers.

The soldiers of the Zhanyu Army stood on both sides of the official road, each holding a sword and spear, with a serious face.

Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanzun walked on this road of swords, guns and flowers.

This is the glorious road of warriors, and this is the respect from their comrades.

Unfurling the flag on the Guanhe Terrace was a hearty victory. It swept away years of depression!

For this title, how many people fought for life and death. For this title, how many people died with their eyes closed.

The direct disciple of the great military god of the Great Qi also died behind the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons because he could not accept the missed title.

How many people strive for this.

Qi must have a status that matches its national strength, and a glory that matches its status. Let the whole world see and know that Qi is undoubtedly the hegemony, and one of the greatest and most powerful empires in the world!

The Ziwei Zhongtian Taihuang flag flutters on the ancient Guanhe Terrace, standing side by side with those great empires in history...

It is here.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and warriors return after ten years, all for this moment.

The expeditionary team walked through the long and solemn five-li road in silence, and finally arrived at the majestic and great Linzi City.

When leaving and returning, they all passed through the "Li" gate.

There is "Li" when leaving, and "Li" when returning.

Yan Zhao and Xue Ye stepped through the huge city gate, as if they suddenly entered a noisy world!

The long-awaited and crowded Linzi people on both sides of the street cheered and applauded.

"Awe!"

"Awe!"

"Awe!"

People were flushed and excited.

The soldiers who maintained order did not look solid in the waves of people, and felt a little shaky.

Riding on a tall horse, Jiang Wang, wearing a green shirt and a sword, looked around, and saw a dark crowd everywhere.

Countless people stood on tiptoe to look at him.

Every face was cheering for him and crazy about him.

Along the way, he had been warmly welcomed by the people of Qi. And now, this great country has completely opened its arms to him!

"Jiang Wang!"

"Jiang Wang!"

"Jiang Wang!"

The cheers moved the heavens.

It was he who won the first place for Qi.

It was he who defeated the powerful enemies one after another and planted the flag of Qi on the Guanhe Terrace.

One voice led to thousands of voices, and thousands of voices merged into one voice.

The voice stopped the flying birds and the flowing clouds, like a sea tide!

The whole Linzi was shouting his name.

Wherever Jiang Wang looked, there were cheers like a tidal wave.

At this moment, even the peerless Chong Xuanzun was dimmed beside him!

There were two champions in the Yellow River, and Jiang Wang won one!

At this time, he didn't even dare to open the voice-hearing fairy state. In this case, the voice-hearing fairy state could not handle so much information at all. Everyone was shouting, everyone was expressing.

People were almost fanatical!

The expeditionary team walked forward along the main road, walking forward in the cheers of the people on both sides.

People shouted the names of heroes and the Great Qi Empire, and many of them shouted until their throats were broken.

There was a white-haired old man who was held high by two young men, probably his children and grandchildren.

And this old man was high in the air, with his right fist raised high, shouting at him desperately, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be about to crack.

He was wearing a washed-white military uniform, and his voice was mixed in the tide of people's voices, making it difficult to hear clearly. But his flushed, tearful expression made people so deep.

Where his left arm was, there was an empty sleeve, which fluttered in the wind like a flag!

Jiang Wang didn't know his story, nor did he know what this old soldier who should have retired had experienced. Did he charge on the battlefield of Qixia? Did he ride a horse on the journey of the Great Qi to dominate the Eastern Region?

Jiang Wang knew nothing about this.

All he saw was this old soldier who remained after years at this moment.

But he was struck by this scene.

Falling into a deep shock.

What is a country?

A home for thousands of families!

He went to the Yellow River Meeting in order to have a more stable and secure life in Qi, and to better protect his sister. It was to make a name for himself, to see where he had come, and to test his edge. It was also to compete with Chong Xuanzun and help Chong Xuansheng share the pressure...

There were too many reasons, most of which were based on his own.

It was not until Cao Jie talked about the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons that he thought about whether he should do more for the honor of Qi.

He had always lacked a sense of belonging.

If it weren't for close friends like Chong Xuansheng, Qi would be no different from other countries. Even if he had a title, a position, and a fiefdom here.

He could go wherever was more suitable for development.

His youthful ideals had long been buried with the Maple Forest City.

The hometown that gave birth to him and raised him was abandoned without hesitation. He actually had a vague idea of ​​the meaning of "country".

But at this moment, looking at this one-armed old soldier who was so excited that he could not restrain himself, he seemed to feel for the first time in his heart that there was indeed a certain connection between him and this country.

"Offer...rites to the...Tai...Miao!"

The voice of the ceremonial officer was raised high, and it spread widely under the influence of Taoism.

The expeditionary team continued to move forward and forward in a solemn atmosphere.

Marching forward in the great city of Linzi.

The whole city was boiling for this!

They left Linzi with their heads held high that day, and now they returned triumphantly!

If someone looked down from a high altitude, they could see that from the "Li" gate in the west of the city to the Taimiao of the imperial city, waves of people rolled in.

The expeditionary team to Guanhetai was winding in the sea of ​​people.

There will be a time to ride the wind and waves.

Jiang Wang suddenly remembered that when he first came to Linzi, he was also shocked by this majestic city, and was also moved by the huge crowds of people, which enhanced the sword of the vast sea of ​​people at that time.

At that time, he traveled thousands of miles and realized the sword of the vast sea of ​​people, the sword of mountains and rivers, and the sword of the sun, moon and stars. From today's perspective, of course, there are many shortcomings. The three swords of heaven, earth and man are only in form, but dry inside.

So later he put aside these three swords that were too "big", based on the sword of the vast sea of ​​people, and turned to develop the sword style of humanity.

Get away from the vast sea of ​​people and explore every drop in the sea of ​​people.

Combining what he experienced and thought, and the insights along the way, he finally evolved the sword of the old general's twilight, the sword of the famous scholar's downfall, the sword of being unable to help himself, the sword of the young and frivolous, and the sword of lovesickness.

Finally, on the Guanhetai, in the state of the sword fairy, he integrated all the sword styles of humanity and achieved the "human" sword.

From the beginning to now, it has formed a wonderful cycle.

Seeing this "sea of ​​people" again, I felt as if I was in a trance, which made me feel more like I was in another day. It also made me feel more impressed and enriched this sword.

The word "human" refers to all kinds of beings.

This sword should be explored in a lifetime, and it may not be exhausted in a lifetime.

The team stopped in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanzun also dismounted.

Of course, no one dared to step on the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and the Tianfu Army soldiers who escorted them all the way could only stop here.

Cao Jie took Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanzun and continued to move forward.

The three of them walked slowly in the solemn and solemn Imperial Ancestral Temple Square.

At this time, the sun was high, and their figures seemed very short in the square.

The Emperor of Da Qi was still sitting behind the high Danbi.

The princes and princesses were also in front of the seat.

The high platforms on both sides were still filled with civil and military officials, randomly selected people, and centenarians who were blessed with good fortune and longevity.

Everything was the same as the day of the "Master's Ceremony".

Everything was different.

The oath of allegiance that day.

Triumphant return today.

Thanks to the Great Alliance Empire|Qin Shang for giving Jiang Anan another leader award!