Chapter 693 Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony

Half an hour later, Nangong Xiu looked at Lin Fengmian, who was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with fluttering sleeves, like a fallen immortal, and couldn't help laughing and crying.

Why is this boy dressed so flamboyantly?

Are you going to receive an award or to participate in a talent show? Do you want to enter the palace as a male concubine?

However, when she sensed the aura of Lin Fengmian, she couldn't help but be surprised.

"Are you in the late stage of Jindan?"

Lin Fengmian nodded. In the past three days, he has been refining the annihilation thunder in his body with all his strength and successfully broke through to the seventh level of Jindan.

According to his estimation, once he absorbs the remaining thunder, it will be just a matter of time before he reaches the ninth level of Jindan!

"Aunt, these are not important. I'll ask you a question. Please answer me seriously."

Nangong Xiu said solemnly, "You say it!"

Lin Fengmian pointed at his eyes and asked seriously, "Aunt, do you think my dark circles are obvious?"

Nangong Xiu couldn't help but laugh and said, "No, don't be nervous. You are not the protagonist today. Relax."

It turns out that even this fearless boy would still be nervous in front of Queen Feng Yao.

Yes, after all, this is the Queen Feng Yao who is so beautiful in Beiming, the dream lover of countless men!

Lin Fengmian said solemnly, "Aunt, you don't understand. I am the protagonist today!"

Nangong Xiu shook his head helplessly and said like coaxing a child, "Okay, okay, you are the protagonist today, let's go."

Lin Fengmian walked out of Tianjiaoyuan. The weather outside had actually cleared up. The sun shone on the ground, and the city was bustling.

Is it that the Junyan Dynasty cast a spell to dispel the black clouds, or was the mysterious swordsman driven away?

He boarded the carriage and looked out the window with a complicated expression. He saw that the road was decorated with lights and golden flowers everywhere, which looked like a peaceful and prosperous era.

Luo Xue couldn't help but sighed: "It seems that she is more suitable to be the empress than we thought!"

Lin Fengmian hummed, but said anxiously: "I don't know how much of her is Yunshang back then..."

The convoy quickly entered the inner city and arrived in front of the Holy Emperor Palace. Everyone got off the car and walked into it in an orderly manner.

The Holy Emperor Palace was much more grand than the outside of the palace. The red carpet embroidered with gold covered every inch of the palace, and there was a scene every ten steps.

Various spiritual flowers filled every corner, and statues of various rare and exotic animals were dotted in between, showing luxury.

Above the Yanhuang Palace, a huge cloud of luck floated, and the golden dragon of luck in it was churning endlessly, which was only stronger than a thousand years ago.

In the square in front of the Yanhuang Palace, a throne made of countless swords stood there, and the number of swords inserted on it was much more than a thousand years ago.

In the center of the square is a white jade altar for offering sacrifices to the heavens. The altar is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the divine light is shining, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

Around the square, the Golden Feather Guards wearing golden armor stand in rows, and on the square are the people who rank among the top in Jun Yan.

The three kings of Jun Qingsheng are at the head, followed by the three marquises, and then the three dukes and nine ministers, and the entire court is arranged in order.

Except for Jun Yutang, the Marquis of Anle, who cannot enter Junlin, all the other kings and four marquises of Jun Yan are here.

Sima Qingyu and other envoys from other countries also have their own positions. They stand solemnly in the arranged positions and dare not act rashly.

Lin Fengmian and the other four were at the end of the team, and they also got a position. They nodded slightly to each other and greeted each other.

They have to wait until the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, follow the whole process, and finally be awarded by the empress herself.

Among Chen Qingyan and the other three, only Yue Yinglan is in a better situation. Chen Qingyan and Ye Yingying are infected by the surrounding atmosphere and dare not breathe.

Lin Fengmian then remembered that Jun Yunshang was the idol of most female cultivators in Beiming, and Chen Qingyan admired her very much.

Chen Qingyan was struggling with whether wearing a veil was disrespectful to the empress, and fell into serious mental exhaustion.

Lin Fengmian smiled and said, "Senior sister, don't be nervous."

Chen Qingyan rolled his eyes at him, signaling him not to talk anymore, which made Lin Fengmian a little funny.

Even the carefree Ye Yingying couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She wore loose clothes and tried to tie her chest tightly, fearing that her chest would become the focus of everyone.

Although her chest was stuffy, she didn't dare to breathe heavily, for fear that the straps would fly away and her little face would feel uncomfortable.

Ye Yingying planned to give the empress a cute and warm impression, and didn't want the burden on her chest to ruin her cute plan.

After all, whose loli has big breasts!

Lin Fengmian was heartbroken by Ye Yingying's behavior of cutting feet to fit shoes.

How are you different from Zhou Xiaoping? You will lose your own characteristics!

At this moment, outside the King's Landing.

A woman was walking slowly towards the King's Landing in the sky. As she walked, dark clouds gathered around her and pressed towards the King's Landing.

Outside the city, the wind was howling, the rain was pouring, the river was overflowing, and the surging river water broke through the river bank and poured out.

The water level of the moat rose rapidly, soon above the bridge deck, and began to submerge the calves. It was still rising, but was isolated by the King's Landing formation.

The guards in the city saw this situation and reported it quickly.

At this moment, the King's Landing was a scene of harmony and celebration, which formed a sharp contrast with the dark clouds outside the city.

In the square of the Holy Emperor Palace, the old Zhao Ban slowly walked out and stood next to the throne made of swords.

At the same time, a young woman in a white sacrificial robe stood on the other side.

The woman had a beautiful face, her white robe was shining with stars, and her expression was calm. Everyone in the field seemed to be accustomed to her existence.

Lin Fengmian couldn't help but be curious, who is this woman?

How could she stand before the three kings? Could she be the priest who presided over the ceremony?

At this moment, Zhao Ban's voice rang out like a huge bell, echoing in the sky above the square of the Holy Emperor Palace.

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor has arrived!"

Everyone bowed and saluted, and the voice was uniform: "We respectfully welcome His Majesty Feng Yao, and may His Majesty be blessed by the heavens and enjoy eternal benefits!"

Amidst the attention of the crowd, a divine light as bright as a meteor broke through the sky and landed steadily in front of the throne made of countless swords.

The divine light dissipated, and the peerless Jun Yunshang stood in front of the Sword King's throne, stunning the audience.

Jun Yunshang was wearing a luxurious red and black long skirt, and the golden and red patterns on the skirt were shining like candlelight in the dark night.

The black long skirt made her skin look like snow, and the whole person was so beautiful that both men and women were amazed by her.

But the aura on her body, like the abyss and the sea, made everyone feel a sense of pressure, and they did not dare to have any blasphemous thoughts.

Jun Yunshang sat down, her cold eyes slowly scanned the whole place, and then she said lightly: "Everyone stand up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The crowd dared to straighten their backs, but they didn't dare to look at her for fear of offending her.

At this moment, even Sima Qingyu, who was always arrogant, didn't dare to act rashly, and was very honest and obedient.

After all, this queen has a fierce reputation for killing people. If you pretend to be cool in front of her, isn't that courting death?

Jun Yunshang glanced at Lin Fengmian at the end of the team. This guy seemed to be honest and obedient, but there was really not much respect in his eyes.

The surprise and some pride in his eyes were like his own daughter.

Jun Yunshang's mouth corners slightly raised, Mr. Ye, I have helped you clean up the room!

Let's reminisce about the past tonight and talk all night long!

She said lightly: "Zhao Ban, Xingguan, let's start according to the process."

I can't wait.

Zhao Ban responded and said loudly: "The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven has officially begun. Your Majesty, please perform the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven."

Jun Yunshang stood up and walked towards the altar in the square, and couldn't help but think of the first time she held a ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven.

That was the first time she walked on this road, and the Nether Sword Saint was around her, and she was nervous.

At that time, she felt extremely nervous, but now thinking about it, all the past hardships are just after-dinner talk.

At that time, he was by her side to protect her from the wind and rain, and now a thousand years have passed, and he is back again!

Well, I feel better now, and I can whip you less tonight.

Just like a thousand years ago, Jun Yunshang was thinking about it while performing the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven in an orderly manner.

But at this moment, a biting cold wind blew.

The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds covered the sky, which seemed to carry an ominous atmosphere.