The prayer in the East Pavilion also requires the soul power and strength of the independent Lord.
Use spirit and strength to suppress the weapon and its spirit, and then plant the flag on the top of the attic, symbolizing getting rid of the evil darkness and heading towards the sun.
Most of the practitioners in the early morning are full of vitality and vitality.
The day's plan begins in the morning. During practice, the spiritual energy in the morning is always the most abundant and pure.
However, when a cultivator sets foot in the East Pavilion, all the vigorous vitality will be covered by despair and darkness.
People who walk into the east attic can feel the wails of the weapon spirits and the voices of the killers who were once pierced by thousands of arrows and died.
On the other side, Yang Hong said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, the time has come. Please go to the East Pavilion lobby to pray for blessings."
King Zhong Lin, Marquis Li Yuan, King Tianqi and the palace master were all ready. Everyone looked at each other, and then they thought that a female emperor was missing.
The subordinates in the Dongzhou camp were also anxious. Early in the morning, the empress and her face had disappeared. Isn't this worrying?
"Where is the Empress?"
Yang Hong asked.
The snow girl's silver hair swayed lightly and she said softly: "The empress will come later."
Yang Hong frowned.
Next to the Master of Ziyun Palace, Shangguan Rui sneered and said mockingly: "You have a lot of things going on in Dongzhou. The ritual of worshiping the heavens is once every fifty years. How important it is. There are hundreds of millions of people in the heaven of the gods, who can enter Mingyuan."
There are only tens of thousands of elites in the villa, and some people don't even have beds in the villa, so they can only sleep on the floor.
Despite this, they never complained, with sincere hearts.
Empress of Dongzhou, this person has learned an arrogant attitude even before she has grown up?
If this continues, you Dongzhou will be in trouble!"
Bang! A palm struck from the air fell completely on Shangguan Rui's face. The red palm print was particularly obvious, with fresh blood droplets faintly seeping out.
Shangguan Rui was beaten so hard that he couldn't touch his head. His cheeks were in burning pain and his eyes were slightly confused. It took a long time before he looked at Jiu Ci who was standing against the pillar.
Jiu Ci crossed his arms across his chest, raised his chin slightly, and twisted his wrists. There was a dark crow standing on his shoulders.
Black Crow was like a smaller version of Jiu Ci. He and Jiu Ci had exactly the same expression, turning their heads sideways and looking at Shangguan Rui with cold eyes.
When Shangguan Rui looked at that person, he felt suffocated like never before. He swallowed suddenly, took a few steps back, and hid behind Palace Master Ziyun spinelessly.
"Your Highness Jiuci, why do you still hit someone when you have something to say?"
The young master from the Shangguan family in the Dragon Subduing Domain pointed at Jiu Ci and said angrily.
How can a son sit idly by when I am humiliated?
Bang! Another palm fell, this one flying in the air, even more ruthlessly, hitting Shangguan Rui's young master directly.
The young master of the Shangguan family fell to the ground with a fragile body, vomiting blood, and looked at Jiu Ci in shock.
, Everyone in the world knows that Jiu Ci is arrogant, but they didn’t expect to be so arrogant! "Hit you...what happened?"
Jiuci raised his eyebrows, caressed his wrist, walked slowly towards the young master Shangguan, stepped on the young master's chest, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Do you have any objections?"
The young master had never seen such a battle before. Even the master of Ziyun Palace was not so scary. He immediately lost his arrogance and looked at Jiu Ci in fear. He shook his head like a rattle and said quickly: "Jiudian fought well. I have no objections."
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Shangguan Rui glared at the young master, the face of the Shangguan family was about to be disgraced by this little brat.
"Coward."
Jiu Ci sneered lightly, moved his legs, and lazily raised his eyelids to look at Shangguan Rui behind Palace Master Ziyun: "I don't have a good ear. Just now you said what happened to the Empress of Dongzhou, come on, say it again.
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"I..." Shangguan Rui was about to cry.
Palace Master Ziyun said with a slightly sullen face: "Nine Halls, there should be a limit to your nonsense, instead of being so reckless and excessively willful."
"Prince Ziyun is teaching me how to be a good person?
Are you still questioning Uncle Mo’s vision?
Uncle Mo personally asked me to preside over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony."
Jiu Ci sneered and looked directly at Shangguan Rui: "I want you to say that since you don't want to talk, it seems that keeping this tongue is of no use?"
Shangguan Rui's face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, he was so frightened that he was pissed, and he didn't dare to shirk anymore, so he could only say with a sad face: "I say that the empress of Dongzhou is as beautiful as a fairy, and with her literary skills and military skills, she is a hero among women and a true hero in the world.
Under the governance of the empress, Dongzhou will surely prosper and become more prosperous..." Shangguan Rui searched in his mind for a long time and racked his brains to come up with these flattering words.
Everyone around had strange looks on their faces. They looked at Shangguan Rui like a bereaved dog... As the head of a super aristocratic family, he had no strategy, no sense of responsibility, and no courage to speak of. It was really a tragedy for this generation of family.
"Keep talking -" Jiu Ci seemed to enjoy listening to Shangguan Rui's unconscionable words.
Shangguan Rui swallowed hard and looked at Palace Master Ziyun for help. Palace Master Ziyun ignored her and simply sat down on the chair.
Shangguan Rui knew that Palace Master Ziyun had nothing to do with Jiu Ci, so he had to clear his throat and continue to praise: "This woman should only be found in the world, and is rare in the world..." Shangguan Rui talked eloquently, and Jiu Ci was satisfied with it, and kept praising her.
nod.
Even the black crow standing on Jiu Ci's shoulder seemed to be smiling.
Yang Hong felt helpless when he saw the tens of thousands of people in the east pavilion listening to Shangguan Rui praising the empress. The time for praying had already come, but he didn't have the guts to dampen Jiu Ci's interest.
After all, with Shangguan Rui's experience here, Yang Hong really didn't dare to touch Jiu Ci's brow.
Yang Hong even wondered whether Jiu Ci was using Shangguan Rui's help to deliberately delay the arrival of the empress.
However, Yang Hong was just suspicious. Even if it was true, he would not dare to point his finger at Jiu Ci's nose.
He still has to behave with dignity and respect.
A gentle breeze passed by, the fallen sycamore leaves flying all over the ground, and two figures appeared outside the courtyard.
They arrived side by side, elegant and noble.
Qing Ge is still dressed in plain clothes, with lightly draped silver hair and a hint of coquettish color between her eyebrows.
Ji Yue is majestic and tall, with a spiritual and slender figure, just like that good young master in troubled times. He walked out of the painting with his sleeves filled with wind.
The cultivators stopped and looked sideways, their pupils narrowed slightly, and they all unanimously murmured in their hearts: Is the threshold for being in person so high these days?
It turns out that there are still some people who are thinking about going to Dongzhou to be a face or something. Their beauty may catch the eyes of the empress. Wouldn’t it be nice if they could save a few decades of hard work? Moreover, the empress is also young and beautiful. This is harmonious beauty.
thing.
Now seeing that Ji Yue's temperament is outstanding, not even inferior to that of the major independent masters, if she hadn't known that he was the face of Dongzhou, she would have thought that he was a noble prince above a thousand clans.
"Why is it so lively?"
Qingge asked Jiuci with a smile. Jiuci glanced at Shangguan Rui coldly, and then looked at Qingge tenderly with a smile: "This guy said that he admires you very much and wants to recognize you as his sister."
"Yeah?
Since the head of the Shangguan family is so sincere, then I will become your sworn sister."
Said softly.
Shangguan Rui's eyes widened and he was completely confused. He didn't know that Jiuci had already dug a big hole for himself.
Shangguan Rui wanted to cry but had no tears, and wanted to fight for the face of the Shangguan family. However, with a look from Jiuci, Shangguan Rui had no other thoughts and only wanted to recognize his sworn sister.
"Sister-in-law, here I am, please pay my respects to Rui'er."
Shangguan Rui bowed down to salute. He was a middle-aged man. When Rui'er shouted, Qingge's scalp went numb and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.
"Stay there for a while. We are about to pray for blessings. How much time have you, an outsider, taken away from us?"
Jiu Ci cursed.
Yang Hong sighed lightly and looked at Jiu Ci speechlessly. Shangguan Rui was really wronged.
"Ge'er, ignore this old thief, just go and pray."
Jiu Ci Dao.
Qing Ge nodded, and then walked forward. When he passed Yang Hong, Master Yang said: "Empress, you need to bring one more person to plant the Dongzhou flag on the top of the East Pavilion."
"You come with me."
Qingge looked at Ji Yue.
When everyone heard this, they were shocked! How important it is to pray for blessings, and how sacred the flag is. The empress actually allowed the ministers under her skirt to go. Isn't it a desecration of the heaven-sacrifice ceremony?
The people below were complaining.
In the Zhonglin Mountain camp, Mu Qingxue came close to Mu Ruge and murmured in a low voice: "Junior sister Mu, do you think this empress is crazy?
The top of the East Pavilion is very difficult to climb, and it is difficult to plant the flag. Even if he has some strength, it does not mean that he is lucky enough to be able to climb to the top and plant the flag!"
The East Pavilion suppresses the murderous weapon. Climbing to the top requires confronting the violent spirit of the weapon spirit. The same goes for planting flags.