As soon as the bells stopped ringing and the chanting stopped, a trumpet blast sounded from heaven to earth, like breaking through clouds and cracking rocks, reaching straight into the sky, and all living things in the thousands of miles away were shaken.
This is a war cry, and it will only be sounded when facing great threats.
The trumpet sounds, the army prepares, and the whole city is under martial law!
The sky above Bianliang Capital City was already filled with darkness, like a dark cloud covering the sky. Even if the city defense array was fully deployed, the arrival of the saint could still withstand one or two, but it still could not stop the instantaneous drop in temperature and the chill that swept people's hearts.
In the past ten years, there have been several turmoils, and the defense of Bianliang, the capital, has been upgraded to unknown levels. There is no confusion at all, and the guards are alert in all directions in an orderly manner to deal with dangers that may arise at any time.
What's more, the prince canonization and wedding ceremony team has arrived in the city. The auspicious time is approaching, there are countless people watching the ceremony in the city, and powerful people from all major forces are gathered together. Even if there is a real invasion by a saint-level being, there is no way to get a favor.
However, the top half-saints of the previous two major forces used heavy treasures to attack, but neither of them ended up well, and it was like a dark cloud that enveloped everyone's hearts.
At this time, three phoenix chariots had just entered the city gate and were marching slowly towards the Prince's residence in the East Palace. As long as they entered the gate and saluted, the three women were the legitimate wives of the Zhao Song royal family.
Plop!
But at this moment, a young man in the team suddenly turned pale. He covered his heart with his right hand and shook his head. He suddenly fell off his horse.
"It hurts me too!"
The man roared and curled up into a ball, his face and limbs distorted.
"Quick, lift it down quickly!"
An official was stunned for a moment and then shouted in a low voice.
This is a welcome guest among the royal family, and he suddenly suffered an emergency on the way to welcome the bride. Although it is excusable, it still messed up the wedding, especially since it was the prince's wedding.
What's more, the prince who was supposed to welcome the bride did not show up at this time, which violated the wedding ceremony.
Of course, today's situation is special and unexpected, and the prince has a distinguished status, so no one will say anything, as long as the women from the three families don't find fault.
But in everyone's eyes, being able to marry the king of a country, Zhao Shuhang, who has the appearance of a saint and is famous all over the world, is a good thing that cannot be found in eight lifetimes, so naturally there will be no complaints.
"Ah, my headache hurts so much..."
"Get the medicine quickly, my stomach..."
"It's so hot, so cold, what's going on?"
What caught the officials of the Ministry of Rites unprepared and even panicked was that among the guests, all the royal family members, regardless of their level of cultivation, all fell ill.
Some have splitting headaches, some have cramps in the five internal organs, some have chills all over the body, some have lingering heat and poison, and there are all kinds of symptoms.
For a time, the wedding team was in chaos, and screams of pain came and went, getting louder and louder one after another. What's more, there were even more people who couldn't stand it anymore, and there were many people who fainted from the pain.
Even a fool can see that there is a big problem and a big mess.
If it's just one or two, it's fine, but it can be one after another, or in groups, and it's fine for others, but it's the same as long as they are descendants of the Zhao family, no matter how far or near their bloodline is.
Soon, something happened that made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar and their livers and gallbladders were split!
Not only the children of the royal family, but also those who were blood related to him, all suffered from the same symptoms of varying severity.
The royal family of the Zhao and Song Dynasties was prosperous, and there were countless relatives and friends. Among the dignitaries in the court alone, nearly 30% of them had married royal women in their ancestors or in recent times.
And these royal women gave birth to children, grew up, got married, and continued for generations to this day, and so on.
In just a short period of tea time, mourners were everywhere in the capital, and almost everyone, young and old, had similar symptoms.
Disaster!
Natural and man-made disasters!
A terrible disaster for future generations!
Ordinary people can't imagine what happened, but the countless powerful people in the city who came to watch the ceremony have already deduced the most likely reason for this situation in a short period of time.
Bloodline evil curse!
Only the most vicious curse that everyone talks about has such power, it can cross the bloodline, ignore the barriers of space, ignore the baptism of time, and harm descendants and relatives.
When this result was deduced, everyone knew that the matter was not only difficult, but beyond everyone's control.
The solution is either for the temples to gather the power of human luck and baptize the Zhao and Song royal family.
But let alone the outbreak of the Shenzhou Demonic Tribulation, even in a peaceful era, the other four countries would not agree. Without the royal family of Zhao and Song, wouldn't it be beautiful for the four countries to divide their territory?
Furthermore, it was Zhao Shuhang who broke through the holy realm and used his own great power to wash away all the depravity, break the evil curse, and bless his descendants and relatives.
In addition, the person who ties the bell must also be able to untie it!
But the person who cast such a vicious curse must have an unsolvable blood feud with the Zhao and Song royal family, and it would take a huge price to complete it. How could it be solved?
Not to mention, even if you want to untie it, the price you pay will be even greater, and even a saint is not willing to bear it.
And Zhao Shuhang wants to break through to the holy realm, but under the blockade of the evil blood curse, it was said before that he has the appearance of a saint, and the probability of exceeding 30% is good.
But now, even one percent hope may not be possible!
Of course, even so, it is far superior to ordinary people. At least looking at the state, among the thousands of semi-holy venerables, it is not possible to find many existences that have a one percent chance of breaking through to the holy realm.
As long as Zhao Shuhang works hard and has enough opportunities, the Holy Temples can still hope to improve even if they are not willing to spend money.
But everyone knows that the hope is still extremely slim, because the secret blood curse involves an extremely important and extremely unpredictable category.
Destiny!
Good luck!
Without the intervention of such ethereal forces, the chance of success of the Bloodline Secret Spell is extremely low, not much higher than that of canonization.
It is precisely because of this that 99% of people believe that Zhao Shuhang is finished!
The remaining few, that is, those who are still unwilling to give up, cling on with a little hope.
"Why didn't the old Jijiu master take action? He is a saint!"
"How could I, a descendant of the royal family of Zhao and Song Dynasties, suffer such a fate?"
"The sky has no eyes..."
There are countless strong men hidden in the royal family in the sect's house. I don't know how many words they have vomited. I don't know if it is because of the secret blood curse or because they are so angry that they are attacking their hearts.
hold head high!
At this moment, the palace was filled with golden light, dragons roared into the sky, and a large seal rose into the sky, transforming into a golden dragon that traveled in all directions. Although the dark clouds covered the roof, they could not block the light of the golden dragon transformed into the seal.
The national jade seal is passed down, the destiny of the country lies here!
Under the light of the national destiny, all the people are united and can defeat all laws, which actually caused the wailing in the city to gradually subside, but those people are still frightened, especially when they see the gloomy faces of their elders, their hearts fall to the bottom
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The evil curse of bloodline, known as the unholy saint!
What I mean is that although this method does not enter the level of holy arts, its power is higher than that of many holy arts, and it is even more difficult and terrifying to a certain extent!
The evil magic that is integrated into the bones and harms the descendants and relatives cannot be easily eliminated by the national destiny. At most, it can be suppressed. Moreover, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and even the human temples, will not allow the Zhao and Song royal family to harm the national destiny and enrich themselves.
What's more, several points of the Zhao and Song royal family's national destiny had previously trained Zhao Shuhang, and then divided them among the two princesses to win over the golden scales, and then drained the power of the dragon veins.
Nowadays, it is just a matter of barely suppressing the discomfort in the bones of the bloodline. The weak ones do not die, and the ones with good cultivation level do not fall directly into the realm.
Wow!
A phoenix chariot curtain was opened, and a woman wearing a rosy crown and phoenix robe stepped out of the chariot. Under the beaded curtain, no one could see clearly what the face looked like, and they could only feel an unusual chill.
To ordinary people, this Princess Yixue seems to be angry because of the recent turmoil!
"Sister, please don't be rude. Now you are the prince's side..."
Li Wenzhao was still dressed as a scholar with a feather fan scarf, but when Liu Yixue suddenly appeared, his expression changed.
The Iron Sword Palace has been massacred. Liu Yixue's mother died in the Chang'an Liyuan of the Mid-Tang Dynasty a few years ago. Her closest blood relatives are her half-sister and the world's best swordsman Li Qingge, and the master of Yue Nu Palace, Ci Hangjian.
St.
Naturally, the two saints would not come forward to see off the bride, so this task naturally fell on Li Wenzhao. People who didn't know it would think that he was his elder brother.
But now, Liu Yixue showed up regardless of the wedding ceremony, which seemed too abrupt and rude, and it was easy for people to criticize her.
"Do you think of me as your sister?"
Liu Yixue lowered her head slightly and said in a cold voice.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Wenzhao was slightly startled, looking at the eyes under the bead curtain, feeling slightly uneasy.
"If you were my sister, why didn't you stop that person from making this decision?"
Liu Yixue said indifferently.
"My parents ordered me to tell the matchmaker, sister, you..."
"Why did Master decide this marriage for me without asking my opinion?"
Liu Yixue asked again.
"Zhao Shuhang is a gentleman praised by everyone, a scholar of mountains and seas who is famous all over the world. In the future, he will ascend to the Holy Realm, become the Holy Emperor, and join the Three Emperors and Five..."
"Do you believe this?"
"this……"
Li Wenzhao was silent.
"Don't you know what virtues that hypocrite has that others don't know about?"
Liu Yixue asked questions one after another, her voice rising loudly and spreading throughout the inheritance, causing countless people to be stunned and in an uproar.
"Sister, it's already here, why are you still talking about this? If you don't want to, your father won't force you, but now..."
Li Wenzhao urged.
"Bitch!"
Liu Yixue gave a sharp scolding, the rainbow clouds flew off, the phoenix crown was broken inch by inch, and the silver hair on her head gradually turned red. She stared at the stunned Li Wenzhao coldly and said, "If you don't agree, how can you let the world see clearly?"
That bastard who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, betrayed his luck and killed my mother?"
"Are you crazy?"
After Li Wenzhao was stunned, he was filled with shock and anger, and his worries turned into uneasiness and coldness.
She never expected that her sister, who was never close to her and rarely spoke, would choose to have an attack at this time, and in front of everyone.
The best swordsman in the world, who dares to comment?
Even if I say it, I'm afraid no one will believe it, and I won't take it seriously.
But Liu Yixue is his biological daughter, and now that countless forces from China have come to watch the ceremony, I know with my knees how much trouble this incident will cause.
"I am crazy, driven crazy by this world and you!"
Liu Yixue's hand was raised, the sword qi in the palm of the palm, and there was a surge of supreme sword in the body.