The capital of the county is held up by the statue of the ancient emperor Xuanyou with both hands on his chest. There is a huge square closest to the statue of the ancient emperor.
This square is large enough to accommodate a million people, with bluestone paved roads, ninety-nine-step high platforms, and nine hundred and ninety-nine huge carved dragon pillars erected in all directions.
At this moment, only hundreds of thousands of people are allowed to come under this altar.
Hundreds of thousands of people stood there silently. Among them were sword holders, monks from the Executive Palace, Silu Palace, and county officials. Everyone was neatly dressed, but their expressions were full of mourning.
They all had a black flower on their chests.
The arrival of Xu Qing and Kong Xianglong attracted some gazes. There was sadness, complexity, and reminiscence in these gazes...
When they reached the team of sword holders, the sword holders in front of them all retreated to make way for the front, and Xu Qing paused.
Kong Xianglong had no expression on his face and walked forward until he reached the front, his head lowered and motionless.
Xu Qing did not go over, he came to the captain's side.
The captain patted Xu Qing's shoulder, and the two of them were silent, waiting in this solemnity and solemnity.
There was silence all around, and only the feeling of mourning gathered on the hundreds of thousands of monks, spreading in the capital, rising in the three major palaces, spreading in Fenghai County, and throughout Fenghai County.
The clouds and mist in the sky rolled at this moment, and rain fell in the dark sky because of the sorrow of the earth.
The pattering rain fell on the bluestone floor, making a splashing sound, and also rained on everyone here.
No one relied on cultivation to avoid it and let the rain fall.
After a stick of incense, there was a roar of thunder and countless lightnings appeared in the clouds. Several figures came from a distance, walked to the square step by step, and walked up the steps step by step.
The appearance of these people made hundreds of thousands of monks here lower their heads.
Inside there are the deputy palace masters of the Sword-bearing Palace, the Silu Palace and the Fengxing Palace, as well as three middle-aged men who have changed into casual clothes, but are still full of evil spirits.
These three people were arranged by the prince to take over the commander-in-chief of the three major palaces.
In addition to them, the county magistrate was also among them, with a heavy expression.
At the front of this group of people was a young man wearing a yellow robe.
The long black hair shawl, fair complexion, angular face, and star-like eyes under the sharp eyebrows, all make this man not only handsome, but also have an indescribable nobility.
He stood there, as if the heaven and earth were dimming in front of him.
He walked in front, as if everyone was behind him, which was inevitable.
He is the seventh son of the Human Emperor who saved the crisis in Fenghai County, suppressed the evil spirits in Fenghai County, made the world clear, and was supported by all races!
Today's county funeral, in Fenghai County, he is the only one qualified to preside over it personally.
At this moment, with the people around him bowing down, the seventh prince stepped on the steps and reached the top step by step.
He was the only one there.
He is the only one who has the qualifications to stand there.
Standing independently on the high platform, the Seventh Prince raised his head and stared at the huge statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou with a look of reverence in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and knelt down before the statue of Ancient Emperor Xuanyou.
"The descendant of the 3915th generation, Gu Yue Zhang Yan, bows to the emperor's holy ancestor!"
As soon as he knelt down, the county magistrate, the commander-in-chief, the deputy palace master of the third palace and others all bowed down and bowed down.
The hundreds of thousands of monks below all respectfully bowed down.
There is no need to kneel, because where the Seventh Prince is, after he kneels, others are not qualified to kneel with him.
After a long time, the seventh prince kowtowed, stood up, turned around, and looked down at the people below.
In the rain curtain, his figure was a little blurry, but the statue of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou behind him became increasingly clear, full of solemnity.
For a long while, a voice filled with sadness echoed around the world.
"The wind is strong, the tide is strong. The flood totem is the dragon, and the fire is the nirvana of the phoenix."
"Today, I present to you the ancestor emperor Xuanyou, and to the human emperor Xuanzhan. Our clan will seal the sea and guard it. We will secure a county for good fortune, protect it for eight hundred years, and establish peace for more than ten armors."
"There are countless more heroes, led by San Gong."
"The Lord of the Palace of Obedience is a corporal of courtesy and virtue; the Lord of the Palace of Silu is humble, righteous and courageous; the Lord of the Palace of Swords is dedicated to his duties."
"The heroic soul seals the sea, the aura is vast, the stars and the moon have no light. The country has a thousand years, the ancestors have a thousand generations, how many ups and downs, how many rises and falls."
"I am saddened that the heaven and earth are about to fall, and I am saddened by the sinking of the blue stars. Things are dying, and people are dying. I shed tears when I see the memories. I feel so sad that I can't control myself."
When the seventh prince said this, his eyes were full of sadness, his expression was depressed, and he stopped talking.
Everyone on the earth was filled with sadness, and even the cries could not help but spread out, echoing in all directions.
"However, the fire of the human race will never be extinguished, and the hearts of the human race and the gods will never be buried. I will ask the Human Emperor to send the heroes of the sea to the soul temple, erect a monument of peace, and enjoy the offerings of incense for eternity!"
"In our generation, there are ancient people with bright stars before us, and there are those who come after us, and they are all heroes. We are constantly moving, have the spirit of self-improvement, are tolerant, and have the magnanimity to bear all the virtues."
"The leader of the clan, everyone admires him, participates in grand events, builds temples and is famous for his reputation."
"Show it to future generations and never forget it."
The seventh prince's sad voice spread across the sky. At this moment, the ringing of bells from various states and sects in Fenghai County also reached here, echoing throughout Fenghai County.
The whole county is grieving together.
Under the city of the county capital, the highest sword pavilion representing the palace lord collapsed suddenly, collapsed and turned into fly ash, which scattered on the ground of the county capital.
Uncontrollable cries came from the mouths of these hundreds of thousands of monks, and the tears had long been blended with the rain, indistinguishable from each other.
Xu Qing's eyes were a little blurry, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sadness in his heart or the haze of the rain. He vaguely seemed to see the figure of the palace master standing there again.
This figure was infinitely tall and majestic. After the death of the governor, it supported the sky of Fenghai County.
With sadness rolling in his heart, Xu Qing suddenly remembered what Immortal Zixuan once said.
"Xu Qing, when you first have respect for this organization and the people in it, and then develop respect, you may have an answer."
At that time, Xu Qing was confused. He didn't really agree with the sword holder. But now, in the rain, the sadness in his heart contained deep respect.
It's a pity that the figure in the rain curtain can only remain in memory after all. Heaven and man are separated forever, and the only thing left on him is the palace master's token.
This token, with the death of the Palace Master, and with the Sword Holding Palace being taken over by the Commander-in-Chief of the Seventh Prince, all rights were dispersed. Only the power of the forbidden magic weapon of the county left by the Palace Master during his lifetime, and an unfolding
Permissions.
After a long time, in this world shrouded in sorrow, the voice of the Seventh Prince standing on the high platform echoed again.
This time, there was no sadness, but an incomparable determination and a shocking murderous intention, causing thunder to appear in the sky and roaring in all directions, including the four-clawed golden dragon, there was also infinite evil intention, rising into the world.
"Inform the whole Fenghai County, the death of the governor, the scourge of war, the death of the three palaces, the blood of heroes, the person behind all these has been found out!"
Xu Qing raised his head suddenly.
"Yao Tianyan, the descendant of the human race Tianhou, is so heartbroken. He has always protected foreigners in Fenghai County, colluded with Shenglan, murdered the county guard, trapped Fenghai in the flames of war, betrayed the human race, and killed thousands of people in Fenghai!"
"Let us find out that the collapse of the northern front line is related to it. This person has committed a heinous crime. Now, I have issued a decree to seal off the entire territory of the sea to arrest the Yao thief. I have also reported to the Human Emperor that he is wanted throughout the entire territory of the human race!"
As soon as these words came out, a surge of anger immediately erupted from the hundreds of thousands of monks below, and even more anger erupted from the people of the county and capital who heard these words.
The things that Marquis Yao has done over the years have long caused dissatisfaction among too many human races, and the curses against him are always there.
Such as protecting foreigners many times, intermarrying with foreigners, collaborating with each other, being inferior to pigs and dogs, traitors of the human race, losing all conscience, and bowing to foreigners.
All these curses echoed for eight hundred years.
In the eyes of the world, it seems that in the eyes of Marquis Yao, the interests of foreigners are the highest, and the honor and disgrace of foreigners are the most important.
Compared to this, the human race is nothing.
This point, which has accumulated in the hearts of the monks in the county capital for eight hundred years, has long turned into extremely strong resentment. When Xu Qing first came to the county capital, he heard people around him privately cursing Yao Hou more than once.
And his rebellion, looking at it now, seems logical!
Even before the death of the county governor, there were already many voices doubting Yao Hou.
At this moment, especially the monks in the three major palaces, their eyes were extremely red.
The killing intent at this moment was unprecedented.
The death of the palace lord is a severe pain in the hearts of all the sword holders in Fenghai County, and avenging the palace lord is also their mission.
"Kill Yao Hou!"
"Revenge for the Palace Master!"
"Revenge for the Sheriff!"
"Avenge the countless sacrifices of my sons and sons in Fenghai County!!"
"Yao family, the whole family deserves to die!!!"
On the earth and in the military camp, strong murderous intent was also heard at this moment. At this moment, countless soldiers all sent out murderous auras, rising to the heaven and earth, causing the rain in the sky to stop!
Yao Yunhui, who was in the crowd, was trembling at the moment, with sadness in her eyes. Everyone around her glared at her, and each of them retreated from some areas, and seemed to feel dirty when they got closer.
She opened her mouth to speak, but was unable to make a sound.
The same thing happened with Zhang Siyun. Soon, a group of imperial sergeants arrived, and both mother and son were taken away.
The seventh prince on the high platform could clearly see the strange movements in the crowd. His eyes glanced at Zhang Siyun seemingly casually, with an undetectable flash.
At this moment, in the county capital, in the Yao Mansion, Yao Hou's sister Yao Feihe shed tears, one drop at a time, falling on her neat clothes, leaving a dark color.
"Brother...is it worth it?"
Yao Feihe closed his eyes. There was a roar in the mansion where he was. People arranged by the Seventh Prince broke in and all the women, children and children left in the family were restrained.
And she didn't put up any resistance here, letting the group of soldiers approach and capture her.
Even when these Yao family women and children were taken out of the Yao Mansion, there were many people from the county and capital around them, who despised them and cursed them constantly, with hatred in their eyes, as if they wanted to devour their flesh and blood.
In the distance, Li Shitao came a step too late. She stood there looking sad and angry, but there was nothing she could do.
The anger from countless people in the county can make all voices drowned in the anger.
This chapter has been completed!