Since the fairy was killed a few days ago, the defense level of the entire courtyard has been raised to a higher level. Lijun Qingqi patrols day and night, and the level of rigor is comparable to that of the prefect's palace.
The central courtyard where Luochuan is located is very peaceful.
The lights in Siqi and Huayu's rooms have been turned off. Apparently they are a little tired from their busy days.
Qianxue's room was also dark, but it was because she hadn't come back yet at this time.
The shadow had just left, and the red color in Luo Chuan's eyes gradually faded, returning to their original black and white appearance. He stood up and came to the table, poured himself a glass of boiled water, and drank it little by little, drinking the white water out of the white wine.
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Just now, Shadow came to help him train the use of the pair of red pupils as usual. Luo Chuan told all about his feelings when the miracle landed on the altar during the day. Shadow was obviously a little surprised, and he did not hesitate to risk hurting Luo Chuan and put his own
The true qi was transported into the sea of qi in his body. After feeling it, except that the purity of the fire-type true qi in Luochuan's body had improved and that the golden chains in the sea of qi had loosened, no other symptoms were found.
Variety.
Luo Chuan used his red eyes to look inside his body again. He also felt that the fire energy in his body had become more refined than before. When he was lucky, the energy flow became faster. In addition, he only felt that the energy flowing through the meridians was there.
There is some extra burning sensation, but otherwise there is really no change at all.
Could it be that that line of mysterious miracles fell from the sky just to cleanse the true energy of a destined person like him?
Or does it mean that everyone on that altar has received miraculous cleansing like him?
No one can give him the answer.
Luo Chuan and Shadow couldn't figure out the reason after a long conversation. They just had more questions about this turn of events, which only added to their worries.
Luo Chuan raised the empty cup after drinking all the water and looked at the engraving on the bottom of the cup, but his mind was completely occupied with other things.
It has only been a few days since he came to Xingcheng this time, but things happened one after another every day, making him feel like he was being led around, even including today's sacrifice to heaven.
He once doubted whether the so-called miracles in the ceremony were artificially created. All the puzzles were piled up one after another, making him feel a bit dangerous.
Can't figure it out, can't figure it out.
He put the tea cup on the table and returned to the bed. He didn't take off his clothes and just lay on it, just like he was accustomed to in another world.
He buried his head in the pillow and let all the events of the day go over in his mind one by one. Faces appeared one by one like a revolving door, analyzing the true meaning behind every little expression of each person, and he fell into a deep sleep without realizing it.
I didn’t practice meditation, I just slept like a mortal.
A night of silence.
In the early morning of the next day, Siqi knocked on the door and found Luo Chuan getting up from the bed. He stretched out in a daze and patted the clothes on his body, only to find that some wrinkles could not be smoothed out.
So I washed up and changed clothes, and after a lot of fuss, time became a little tight.
The convoy set off, and the chariot flew quickly.
By the time everyone arrived at the Summer Palace Mandala, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven on the second day was about to begin.
Perhaps because of the miracle that occurred on the first day of worshiping heaven, the number of people attending the ceremony today not only did not decrease, but actually increased.
People crowded around the altar, staring intently at the sky above the altar, eager to see another miracle.
But probably in line with the saying that it can only be met but cannot be asked for, all the rituals of this day's sacrifice to heaven were the same as the previous day, including the gathering of the four major sect leaders and the four prefects again, but until the ritual was completed, it was even close to noon
, and nothing unusual appeared in the sky.
Luo Chuan stood on the altar and slowly looked away from the sky. He glanced around and found that there were some new faces around Qin Wansong, Chang Wuxi and other Wangchuan sword cultivators. He then looked in other directions.
I found that there were indeed many strangers wearing Wangchuan Jianzong Taoist robes around the altar.
He walked down the altar, went to Qin Wansong and others, said hello to everyone, and then left in a hurry.
Because today, he was going to formally visit the head of Tingfeng Pavilion, Zhong Shuye.
The royal chariot set off and passed the Summer Palace Market.
Luo Chuan, who was running through various thoughts in his mind, opened the car window and looked outside, and found that today's market was obviously much more prosperous than the previous few days. Not only were there many more people wandering around, but there were more than half as many stalls.
It almost fills up the square in front of the huge Summer Palace.
His eyes involuntarily glanced at an inconspicuous location in the market, only to find that the mysterious old man in yellow who was there was no longer there, leaving only a white field. Even though there were many more stalls in the market, no one chose that one.
A remote corner.
He frowned slightly, closed the window, and leaned against the corner of the carriage with his eyes closed to meditate.
After pondering for a while, he asked the shadow looking out from the other car window, "Where are the people from Guang County, Yongchang County and Anyang County going today?"
After hearing this, Shadow closed the car window and turned around and said, "Yun Sanshan's carriage went to Guangjun Courtyard, Yun Bailou and Meng Jiaoyang just went to the harem together, Yan Siyu went to the direction of Xiaoyao Valley Courtyard as usual, but today
Early in the morning, before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven had begun, Meng Jiaoyang had already sent a greeting card to Xiaoyao Valley's other courtyard, and after talking to Yun Bailou, he was supposed to go to Xiaoyao Valley."
"Yun Bailou went to see Meng Jiaoyang?" Luo Chuan muttered, and then stopped.
Shadow stopped talking, opened the car window again, and looked outside.
Silently speaking all the way, Li Jun's motorcade successfully arrived at the courtyard where Tingfeng Pavilion was temporarily staying. It was a white-walled courtyard surrounded by wide roads and bamboo forests.
Luo Chuan and Shadow Siqi got off the chariot together. As soon as they landed, Siqi couldn't help but praise her sincerely, "What a green space in the city." She looked sideways at Luo Chuan and curled her lips and said, "Now
It seems that the place Yongchang County arranged for me and Li County and Cangyan Sword Sect is the worst place."
Luochuan smiled slightly, ignored her, and walked straight towards the foyer of the other courtyard, because there was already a tall middle-aged woman in a green skirt waiting there, half a step behind her.
He was a tall man whom Luochuan had seen several times and was always accompanied by the exquisite girl Zhong Yun.
Before he could get closer, Luo Chuan had already cupped his fists and saluted, "Junior Luo Chuan, I have met my senior."
The middle-aged woman had a calm smile on her face, and when she heard the words, she returned the greeting with a voice like rain falling on the pond, "Feng Qingzi from Tingfeng Pavilion, I have met the prefect of Li County."
"It turns out it's senior Feng Qingzi. It's my fault that I bothered you to wait here personally." Luo Chuan nodded to the tall man again and followed the middle-aged woman to the other courtyard, looking around and asked, "
Senior Feng Qingzi, why don't you see Miss Zhong? Luo told her yesterday that she would come to visit today."
The middle-aged woman had a helpless smile on her face when she heard this, "Maybe we have controlled Yun'er too strictly since she was a child, and rarely let her go down the mountain to practice. Now when she is let out in the wild, she never sees anyone."
Luo Chuan laughed loudly when he heard this, "This is something I can understand. When I left Zhongjing City, I also thought that the world is so big that I should go and see it."
The middle-aged woman looked back at Luochuan, smiled and shook her head.