As winter goes and spring comes, thousands of willows grow buds in the breeze in the streets and alleys of the capital.

The flowers bloom in the countryside, and scholars set up paintings by the river and sang their pens quickly. The young girl who came to go out secretly looked out among the flowers and green willows. She had a fragrant cart and a beautiful dress. She stretched from the east gate of the capital to outside the Parthenon Temple on Yufeng Mountain.

In the secular dynasties, on the third day of the third month of the three lunar month, they will worship the God of Agriculture, praying for good weather and good harvests this year. Most of the people who perform the ritual of sacrifice are the queens.

The Great Yan Dynasty had the existence of the "Two Saints", and the queen basically had no say, so this task naturally fell on the imperial concubine.

The bells of Yufeng Mountain were roaring, and above the long ladder of thousands of steps, the imperial guards and palace servants bowed their heads respectfully on both sides.

A beautiful woman in a palace dress wearing a gold dress, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, slowly stepped onto a thousand stone steps in the gentle spring breeze, neither too fast nor too slow.

Behind the beautiful woman were concubines, princesses, princesses, and Jiang Yi also walked in it with a serious expression. Later, there were imperial edicts and female relatives from ordinary families, and there was no end at a glance.

In the past, Jiang Yi also presided over the sacrifice in Dadan and knew the rules very well. When she walked behind Shangguan Lingye, she was not nervous, but just looked at the imperial concubine in front of her with some confusion.

Sacrifice to the God of Agriculture is of great significance, and it is related to the food and clothing of the people of a country. No king dares not to pay attention to it. Before Jiang Yi came here today, she specially burned incense and bathed, for fear that something would happen during the sacrifice would lead to God’s dissatisfaction with the people to impose heavenly punishment.

The Imperial Concubine in front of her was a little uneasy as the host of the sacrificial ceremony. When she was about to set off in the morning, she found the Imperial Concubine walking the dumplings and cats in the garden, looking like a foolish emperor who was addicted to the voice of a dog and a horse.

That's fine. On the road where I came on the phoenix chariot, I didn't maintain my dignity and solemn appearance. I might feel bored on the road and even studied the bellyband style in the carriage.

If Jiang Yi was right, under the majestic and elegant phoenix skirt of the Imperial Concubine, she was wearing suspenders and silk stockings and flower carp, and maybe she was wearing the small triangle inside that she had newly figured out these days, with hollow lace.

This is not a sacrifice, it is simply a blasphemy. Jiang Yi was afraid that the Imperial Concubine would be struck by lightning halfway through, so she subconsciously kept a distance.

The team slowly walked up the mountain and gradually came outside the Parthenon Temple.

Although Shangguan Lingye was dressed in a sexy manner under the phoenix skirt, his expression was still majestic and solemn in front of the people and officials. He received the edict from the palace maid to pay homage to the god of agriculture and read it out loud.

But Jiang Yi could still vaguely hear the "perfunctory thing and go through the motions" from her original intention. She couldn't help but feel anxious and coughed softly, wanting to remind Shangguan Lingye.

Shangguan Lingye heard it, but still didn't care.

Because this is the territory of the Iron Mansion, the statue of the "Peach Blossom Lord" in the Parthenon Temple has no divine thoughts left at all.

Not to mention the sacrifice, she even asked Zuo Lingquan to run and touch her chest twice. The Peach Blossom Lord couldn't feel it. It was just a formality...—

Taohuatan is good at "farming and weaving". At first, it was to study various spiritual herbs and fairy fruits and immortal robes, but over time, it inevitably cultivates varieties suitable for the world, such as rice that is ripe three times a year, various strong, wear-resistant and warm fabrics, etc.

These things are not useful to immortals, but for secular dynasties, they are more useful than any immortals' worship. Even remote areas like Dadan will not have natural disasters such as famine, which is entirely due to the Taohuatan Immortal Master's research on farming.

The secular dynasties benefit from this, so they naturally have to be grateful. It is normal for human beings to worship the Peach Blossom Lord every year, but only the secular world is grateful. The immortals on the mountain will not worship the Peach Blossom Lord.

Not worshiping does not mean disrespecting Taohuatan’s contribution to helping the people, but that all major sects actually have benefits to the people.

For example, Jingtuan animal husbandry, Medicine and Technology, etc., it is a bit shameless to worship each other. The Lord of the Barren Mountain probably doesn’t like to be called “Animal God”.

Therefore, when the high sacrifice was held in the outskirts of the capital, the Iron River Valley, which is not far away, is still calm.

The Nine Sects Alliance had already ended and all the disciples had been selected. The three disciples of Qihuang Valley were not surprisingly the top three. In the end, they really had no choice, so they were picked by Yan Yuelin, who was at the bottom of the Nine Sects, and became an inner sect. For the three of them, they were also considered a good destination that they could not find.

Inside the Tie Ling Mansion, disciples perform their duties. In Shangguan Lingye's former residence, the underground cave was closed and had not been opened for a long time.

On the lotus platform in the ground room, Wu Qingwan sat cross-legged, with strands of mist rotating around her body, and while breathing evenly, she focused on expanding the acupoints in her body.

This cave is Shangguan Lingye's place of practice. The rich spiritual energy is enough to support the monk Youhuang to practice in it. For Wu Qingwan, it is inexhaustible. Shangguan Lingye takes great care of him and gives a lot of auxiliary elixirs such as "Guyuan Pill". There is no need to worry about something wrong, just work hard to solve the problem.

Wu Qingwan is not very talented and hardworking enough. She does not pursue extreme explosive power like Zuo Lingquan, and can polish the meridian acupoints to normal levels. Under such superior practice conditions, she will naturally improve rapidly. After a few months, she has reached the fourth level.

On the other side of the lotus platform, Tang Jingwen, who was still wearing a jacket and skirt, was also entering into meditation and practicing.

However, Tang Jing's posture of entering into meditation was quite special. She lay directly on the lotus platform, with a small pillow under her cheeks and a thin blanket on her body, which looked exactly the same as sleeping, or was hibernating.

As for the realm, there is no bottleneck when Tang Jingyan is said. If the true qi is fully refined, it will be able to break the realm quickly. Within less than a month of entering, it will take a step to the Wuzhu.

To enter Youhuang, you need to refine the five elements of the natal destiny. Tang Jingwen directly produced and sold it himself, and Phoenix Fire and Earth Center Fire form two natal destiny.

The two natal fires do not conform to the common sense of refining the five elements, but Tang Jingyan is not a normal person. It is not strange to have any situation. If you go smoothly, you will reach the Liangyi Realm, and neither of them is rejected by heaven and earth and cause thunder tribulation.

When a monk enters meditation, he is like half asleep and half awake, and his feelings about the passage of time are not obvious.

Wu Qingwan probably knew how long it took, but Zuo Lingquan did not come out of seclusion, and she had nothing to do when she came out of seclusion, so she had no intention of ending the merits.

But today is a little different. When Wu Qingwan was seriously opening the acupoints, she heard a faint sound:

"Buzz"

The floor room is isolated from the outside sound, almost dead silent, and the sound is extremely obvious.

Tang Jingwen, who was lying on his side, reacted first, opened his eyes, turned over and looked out of the lotus platform, and was a little confused before speaking:

"Qingwan, what's wrong?"

After Wu Qingwan calmed down, she opened her eyes and looked at the place where the sound was made.

Around the Lotus Platform is a small river. In the open space further out, there are some miscellaneous items, elixir boxes, secret books, staff, etc. They don’t have Linglong Pavilion, so they can only be placed beside them.

What made the sound was the tea-green wooden stick, which trembled slightly on the ground, then levitated, moved towards the north, hitting the wall, making a "bang" sound.

"Um?"

Wu Qingwan was a little afraid of the magic weapon that ran around on her own. She stood up and looked carefully, not understanding the reason.

Tang Jingwen also stood up and wanted to hide behind Wu Qingwan, but when she thought that she was very high and was not suitable to hide behind her, she took out the style of a "big wife" and blocked Wu Qingwan. Looking at the crazy staff, she spoke:

"Good woman, why are you running around by yourself?"

As soon as Tang Jingying spoke, a golden light appeared in her eyes, and then her momentum changed completely, and her expression turned into a calm look.

She raised her hand gently, and two balls of flames appeared at the bottom of her feet, and she floated up and landed near the wooden stick.

Wu Qingwan knew that the ancestor Shangguan was coming, and she expressed her respect and came behind her and asked:

"Senior Shangguan, this is..."

The tea-green wooden stick seemed to be controlled by unknown objects and swayed like a headless fly in the ground room.

Shangguan Laozu E frowned slightly, observed carefully for a moment, and spoke:

"The man who controls is extremely far away. I am afraid that he will use several Tiandun Towers in Huajunzhou in reverse, and finally pass the Tiandun Tower in Wanghai Tower to spread the spiritual energy fluctuations here, awakening this magic weapon."

When Wu Qingwan heard this, she probably was her second uncle contacting her and she couldn't help but feel nervous:

"What do he want to do?"

The ancestor Shangguan shook his head slightly: "The distance is too far, and the use of the Sky Escape Tower is stolen. He can pass on a word and can't do anything else."

In a word...

Wu Qingwan probably thought that his second uncle wanted to tell her something, but she couldn't let Shangguan Zu avoid it, so she could only look at it.

The two of them waited for a while, and the tea-green wooden sticks swayed in the air. They seemed to have received the instructions from their master, flew to the stone wall, and directly stabbed one end into the stone wall and began to write.

Crack

The wooden stick carved very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, it was carved on the black stone wall:

Left, be careful, get on the tide.

After the five words were engraved, the wooden stick fell directly to the ground, bounced it twice, and there was no movement.

Wu Qingwan frowned slightly. After taking a closer look, she felt that the second uncle was informing him out of kindness and said:

"This... is the second uncle asking Ling Quan to be careful?"

When Shangguan Zu heard the "Second Uncle", he was a little surprised, but he was not confused about this matter. After thinking for a while, she nodded:

"Your second uncle was taken away by Youying alien race. The news is likely to be from under the eyes of Youying alien race, and you can only send these words. The biggest possibility of "Left" is Zuo Lingquan. "Be careful" is self-evident. "Dengchao" should refer to Dengchao Port, the largest port in Yuyaozhou. The meaning of this sentence should be to let Zuo Lingquan be careful of the overseas monks coming from Dengchao Port. Youying alien race has already targeted him."

"Take a target on Ling Quan?" Wu Qingwan's face was slightly anxious: "Can Ling Quan provoke those evil demons and heretics?"

"The path of cultivation is not a place where 'I will not offend people if I don't offend me.' Qingkui of all generations have all been thorns in the eyes of Youying aliens and monks from other continents. It is not surprising that Zuo Lingquan is too sharp and will definitely be a person who will be the one who will take the lead in the future. Youying aliens do everything they can, and it is very likely that they will send killers to eliminate future troubles."

Wu Qingwan knew the power of evil demons and heretics. Ordinary people probably couldn't imagine how hard they could be to die.

"What should I do? Why don't Ling Quan hide?"

"Don't panic. In the jurisdiction of the Nine Sects, even the King of Hell will not be able to take away the people I want to protect."

This sentence is very domineering, but Wu Qingwan recalled it and said a little uncertain:

"Last time in Zhuyan City, senior was protected by the concubine..."

“…”

The ancestor Shangguan blinked:

"That was unexpected. I learned in advance this time that if I could still help, I can only say that Zuo Lingquan had such a disaster."

"ah?"

"Let him go to the Chaogang Port. If you can't escape what you should come, you can eradicate hidden dangers in advance. It's better than being worried in the future."

After Shangguan Zu finished speaking, his eyes appeared in golden light and he left the floor in a blink of an eye...—

There are thousands of trees outside the Soul Abyss, and there is no trace of snow left.

Zuo Lingquan was pulled out of the Tie Ling Cave by the light column, and landed again. He had already reached the back of the Tie Ling Mansion. In front of him was an endless building, with many men and women wearing heavy armor walking on the road.

Seeing the sun and blue sky and white clouds again, Zuo Lingquan felt like he had walked in the gate of hell. The murderous aura that was pressing on his head forever disappeared. He was a few taels of lighter and almost couldn't stand firm.

After returning to the world, Zuo Lingquan breathed a sigh of relief, and did not care about anything else. He hurriedly walked towards a monk from the Iron Mansion, wanting to ask about the current year and month.

But before taking a few steps, he saw a man landing in front of him and said:
To be continued...