On the fifth day of the morning, on the shiny morning, there were flags and soldiers and horses escorting a carriage out of the imperial city.

As for the current situation of the thieves besieging Chang'an, the Chinese civil and military officials in the court were nervous. They noticed the movements from the imperial city and were dressed neatly. They left the mansion and took a car to follow the long dragon-like imperial chariot to Furong Pool.

The people who got up early to seek life saw this scene and turned back to their homes to learn about their families. In less than a moment, the dark city lights lit up, and many people followed them out of the house, putting on their robes while walking.

"All the civil and military officials in the court have come out, and His Majesty must be ahead."

"Looking at the direction, I should be going to Furong Pool."

"Hurry up, go together, there must be something going on with the national teacher."

There were also men who got up and pushed the sleepy child, "Let's watch the fun, San'er, go and call your mother up and bake a few pancakes!"

The vendors who had been waiting for the current business opportunity had been busy with oil lamps around the pot. The baked cakes were placed one by one under the cover of white cloth. The man carried the load of goods, led his wife and children out of the door, and rushed to the other side with the crowds gradually gathered on the street, shouting about the business, and watching the excitement.

In the lead-blue color, a crowd of people was surging. The vendors carrying breakfast were shouting loudly, shuttled back and forth between the crowded crowds. In front of countless crowded figures, soldiers holding spears stood in a row, separating the hibiscus pond from the sea of ​​people at a safe distance.

The vast civil and military personnel got out of the car and lined up tacitly. They followed the emperor who walked down the imperial chariot and slowly walked over to the huge platform in the sky high in the distance. Their vision gradually narrowed and they looked up along the base, which was shocked and a little shocked.

"It's... so thick."

"I heard it is called the Conquering God Platform... Is the national teacher really going to conquere God?" "I wonder if we have our share, but we are also senior officials in the court."

"What do you think?!"

"Stop talking, this solemn and solemn thing should not be said randomly."

In the distance, the emperor wearing a sacrificial robe and a crown on his head raised his face, his cheeks were filled with thick beards and stroking in the wind, and his face was solemnly looking at the thick platform. The stone walls on all sides were carved with auspicious clouds, the sun, moon, stars, gods, and dragons and phoenixes seemed to be holding stone steps winding up around the platform. Yang Guang slowly put his hands together and bowed to the Venerable God Platform.

The eunuchs beside him saw the emperor bowing and quickly turned around and shouted loudly at the civil and military officials behind him: "Your Majesty will go first, all civil and military officials will follow the ceremony!"

When a group of civil and military officials, large and small, arranged in an orderly manner, raised their hands and bowed down. On both sides, soldiers walked by, held torches to the sides of the Fengshen Platform, and threw the torches into two three-legged tripods engraved with the portrait of Sun God and Moon God. The flames burst out with a "boom". The thick smoke twisted and swayed in the wind, illuminating the surroundings.

In the distance, the Taoist priest in Wanshou Temple was covered with a dark Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand walked out, looking at the vast crowd of people, and the shouting sound spread with the wind.

"The gate of heaven will open, and the auspicious time has come!"

After bowing the whisk, Sun Yingxian had a rare serious expression and stood up to the side. Eight sturdy men, naked with their upper bodies painted with runes, carried three animals out of the mountain gate. The soldiers on both sides followed with swords and weapons, came to the stone steps below the God Platform and stopped, lined up in two rows and left.

The eight people walked up the winding sacred platform to the highest point, placed the three animals on the altar one by one, retreated to both sides, held the weather and the weather, and the world was bright and the eight flags and flags.

"Please go to the divine platform and sacrifice to the sky!" Sun Yingxian shouted again.

Inside the mountain gate, a pair of steps trampled on the mossy stone steps slowly walked out of the mountain gate. As the shaking robe was swaying, Yang Guang, who was bent under the gods, stood up and looked at him, breathed a long sigh, looked at the national master who was coming, holding a scroll of painting, couldn't help but smile. After a moment, he gave a few instructions to the eunuch beside him, who nodded his command and quit behind him.

"The national teacher worships heaven and gods, and all officials kneel down and worship—"

Hulala's figures knelt on the ground and bowed together. Lu Liangsheng, who was walking by the middle of the soldiers on both sides, held the scroll of painting. He looked at the countless sights from the near and in the distance, and looked at the stone steps extending to the god platform in front, and his heart was mixed with complex thoughts about the gods.

‘The gods…I have done this.’

Looking at the stone steps under his feet, the steps he fell slowly, and then he steadily stood firmly on the steps, step by step extremely slowly and steadily, as if every stone steps had a picture of the past emerging in memory, and the sleeves of the cloak with yin and yang were stroking in the wind. Lu Liangsheng walked up to the platform and his vision became wider.

There was a crowded crowd in the distance, the emperor, civil and military officials under the high platform became small, and houses were lined up one after another, extending to the end of their eyes.

Lu Liangsheng was slightly ecstatic, and no one saw the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, like the ripples of past memories.

......The mountains are winding, and in the lush forest, the boy carried firewood and walked carefully through the rugged mountain road. When he was tired and thirsty, he sat down to the stream to pick up clear water and drink it. The clouds and mists were surrounding the mountain. The villages at the foot of the mountain fought for water sources and sued the county government...

The high walls and courtyard, golden gongs, and gusts of wind. On the wooden platform, the female ghost flew with her sleeves and muttered operas. The picture spreads like water. The old man in the yamen handed it to him with three books...

The beards and grass grow, and the young man turned into a graceful scholar, led a donkey to carry a book and walked out of the house, stood on the ancient pine tree, and bowed to his mentor with a white hair.

.........

The wind blew across the platform, and the snow-white beard swayed in the wind. Lu Liangsheng suddenly laughed: "Uncle Pan, Uncle Qing, I remember that I followed my father for the first time to go far away. Later, I went out with you. I didn't expect to meet a huge centipede. I didn't expect that when I stepped out of Qixia Mountain, everything in the future would change like a star-changing change."

Speaking of this, his smile became even brighter.

"I remember that the small Qing River outside Qixia Mountain is just a little bigger place to support the people of the two villages. The water comes down from the mountain and is clear. Every summer evening, I see many men in the village lying secretly by the river, and are often scolded by the women who bathe in the river."

hey-hey......

The eight big men holding flags on both sides laughed. They were not behind every year. At this time, the voice of Taoist sounded from below.

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the Tianmen is about to open!"

Standing in front of the altar, Lu Liangsheng ignored the sound, still laughing on his face, and said softly: "From a young man in the mountain village to today... it is still the day before, which is desirable, but unfortunately he can't go back."

Standing still, Lu Liangsheng took the scroll and presented it to the top of his head, slowly knelt down to the cushion, raised his eyes, and looked at the golden morning light that broke through the east sky, which was even more dazzling in the bottom of his eyes. Then, he closed his eyes slightly, his lips trembled slightly, and said that he was the only one, or the white clouds in the sky, and the words that the morning light could hear.
Chapter completed!