Ask The Dao

Eight years in the cloud, June 15th.

Outside Shicheng.

The news that Gao Xuantong, who had captured this place, wanted to become king, was released early.

Zheng Wenhe arranged it all by himself and built a grand altar of worship outside the city.

This altar has a weird shape, covering the foundation with loess. It is seventeen feet long and seventeen feet wide, and seven feet tall. There are mysterious banners hanging around it, and there are dragons and snakes on it.

The face of the flag is pitch black, but the lines of the alien animals are golden, with some twisted lines overflowing.

Watching it for a long time can even make people feel dizzy.

Gao Xuantong is known as King Xia, public life experience, and he thinks that Daxia is orthodox. He naturally wears Daxia's royal uniform. He left the palace early and was worshipped by the people on the street. The guards of honor were opened on both sides, and he headed toward the Temple of Heaven outside the city.

Boom!

The originally cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there was even a vague thunderstorm.

Seeing this scene, Gao Xuantong's expression suddenly changed: "Wenhe, didn't you say that the date and time have been set, but today is the best fortune?"

"Please don't worry, the lord, there must be thunderstorms when the dragon comes out. This is a good sign of the sky!" Zheng Wenhe didn't blink his eyes: "When continuing the ceremony, don't hesitate!"

Gao Xuantong was very disturbed, but looking around, the honor guard team had already left the city.

Indeed, in order to prepare for the grand ceremony of the king, he let the wind go early and ordered the army to accompany the people to practice. If things came to a close, he would definitely laugh at generously and be made fun of by the world.

Even if I can't wait to drag Zheng Wenhe out of the Qin Tianjian who is counting the time and stars immediately and kill him, I have to survive today.

This is how you pretend to be forced, even if you burst into tears, you have to keep on pretending!

Huhu!

The wind whistling, flying sand and rocks.

There was a commotion in the team, and the people and the old family from the periphery, seeing this scene, could not help shaking their heads or sneering in their hearts: "Hehe...This is the lack of a king's spirit, but he insisted on reluctantly claiming the king's fate and convicted. Yutian, right?"

"Give me an order to let the personal cavalry patrol the surrounding areas to maintain order, and those who refuse to accept it will be cut!"

At this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger, Gao Xuantong gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"According to the purpose!"

Hundreds of fine horses rushed out, these were his personal soldiers, diehards, and had the influence of Great Xia, one by one, the dragons were fierce and fierce. When they stared at them, it was as if a fierce beast had come to the world, which immediately stabilized the scene.

The team rushed to the bottom of the Temple of Heaven.

Strange to say.

When it got here, the wind continued to weaken, and even the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, revealing a yellow sky and a big day with a circle of yellow light, like dusk.

"As soon as the lord comes out, the wind and rain will be overwhelmed. This is a good omen!" Zheng Wenhe smiled: "This good omen should be spread quickly to stabilize the hearts of the people!"

"Yeah! Just do it!"

Gao Xuantong waved his hand, and felt that he was too happy and angry before.

Immediately, the drums rang in unison, playing the music of sacrificing heaven.

In the solemn and solemn atmosphere, Gao Xuantong was dressed in a royal uniform, and under the leadership of several ceremonial officers, he picked up the steps.

Immediately, it was a series of cumbersome ancient festivals.

The key is to sacrifice to Huang Tian as a king, and to offer three animals as sacrifices.

At the same time, sacrificial texts and memorial scripts were burned.

The emperor is still the son of heaven, so the emperor is also a courtier of heaven!

‘It should be done! ’

From the audience, looking at Gao Xuantong who burned the sacrificial text, Zheng Wenhe secretly clenched his fist.

If Gao Xuantong was already the emperor who unified the world at this time, he could even eliminate Xuantian sacrifices and change Huang Tian into Zhengshuo.

But it is a pity that this person is only a Qianlong at best, so he doesn't even talk about Fei Xuantian, and directly sacrifices to Huang Tian.

In any case, Gao Xuantong also has one and a half states, with millions of soldiers and civilians, which can add a lot of strength to Huang Tian.

Moreover, this power comes directly from Xuantian, which is equivalent to opening the door and stealing, perhaps enabling Huang Tian to project more power in.

‘Lord, the minister is really for your own good. If God’s support is not available, how to become a true dragon? Xuantian has no hope, and can only hope for Huang Tian's power! ’

Zheng Wenhe watched this scene, his fists in his sleeves clenched.

...

"It's done!"

Yincao Difu, Daxia Longting.

It was still a hidden blessed land, surrounded by a circle of yellow awns, surrounded by thunder and wind, and it seemed to fall at any time.

At this time, a dragon chant resounded inside and outside.

In the Golden Temple in the center of the Dragon Court, an emperor with the posture of the dragon and the phoenix and the watch of the sky is high in the nine layers, watching the changes in the sun nervously with the civil and military man.

Seeing Gao Xuantong's successful sacrifice to the heavens, it was all overjoyed.

Da Xia renounced Xuan Tian's destiny back then, Guo Zuo quickly collapsed, and it was impossible to restore the country.

The only hope lies in the yellow sky!

At this time, Da Xia Taizu looked at this scene, couldn't help being very happy, and a little sad: "Unfortunately... only one and a half years, the world's dragon energy accounts for less than 10%..."

If he could occupy more than 50%, he would dare to abolish the Xuantian sacrifice and set up the Huangtian to welcome the Huangtian world.

With such great achievements, not only can the great summer be restored, but also can be with the world and gain longevity and eternity.

But now, only relying on Gao Xuantong to replenish the energy of Huang Tian in this world, and even tore a gap.

It is hard to say how much power can be brought in.

Hope... can be enough for this great-great-great-grandson to rise and unify the south, right?

At the moment, the dragon’s eyes turned and looked at the many courtiers under the head. Among them, there are not only the civil servants and generals of the Great Xia Mingshi, but also the dragon sons and grandchildren, and even several emperors: "My intention has been decided, this time Huangtian gift, Long Ting doesn't take any money, so he will fund Yang Shi!"

"The ministers will follow the order!"

The hundred officials underneath bowed and bowed, all in their hearts, knowing that Taizu was strong, made up their minds.

It's just that a person in purple clothes went out to pray again: "Dare to ask if you should fund Gao Xuantong at all, or share the northern Gaogang line?"

This purple-clothed man has a handsome appearance and a vaguely dragon-shaped body. He is also a generation of emperors.

"Xuantong is the main channel and the real dragon we have set. Naturally, we will give him all of them. As for the north..."

Taizu Daxia looked to the north.

Takaoka was originally just a pawn, playing the role of suspected pawns, slow pawns, etc., but at this time he also made a career in the Western Regions.

However, the general trend of the north is only between Beiyan and Qing. Even if the Western Rong countries are unified, there is no chance at all.

"As for the north, it's just the land of scabies, and it has already been handed over to Zhengyang Dao, no need to read it!"

"According to the purpose!"

The figure in the purple robe stood up and returned to the ranks of the courtiers.

At this time, on the light curtain in the center of the Jinluan Temple, the situation of the Yang world changed again.

It is difficult for ordinary people to know the celestial phenomena with naked eyes, but they are all extraordinary powers present. You can see at a glance, accompanied by Gao Xuantong's sacrifice to the sky, a certain space above the Temple of Heaven seems to be opened.

A yellow mist fell.

Aroused by this, on the top of Gao Xuantong's head, the black python born out of Qi Yun was very cheerful, dressed in yellow awns, transformed himself, and grew out of horns and became a topaz-like dragon!

This is undoubtedly the god's blessing, and it is also the power that Huang Tian took this opportunity to project.

All the people present were thoughtful.

"Although Gao Xuantong has millions of soldiers, he has no gods, how can he take on the three of heaven, earth and man to become a dragon? Even if he lays down three or four states, he is just like a snake!"

"However, Xuantian couldn't do it, so he could take Huangtian's path. It immediately became a Flood Dragon, but Huang Tian Flood Dragon!"

"Although it was very prosperous for a while, if the follow-up is not the world, then it is really miserable... But I wait for the people of Longting, there is no way out!"

...

Yang Shi, Shi Cheng.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

Thirty thousand recruits were also dragged under the Temple of Heaven at this time. Looking at King Xia who was enthroned, they knelt down in response: "The king is thousands of years old!"

If it is a supernatural power, if you open the spiritual eyes at this time, you can see circles of yellow waves, bursting out of the sky, like the water of a yellow spring, flowing straight down.

First it filled the altar, and immediately radiated continuously, spreading to these 30,000 new pawns.

The newly trained pawns with 30,000 decoctions and specially trained bodies are like sponges, greedily absorbing the breath from Huang Tian.

Even inside the body, some secret acupuncture points were opened, and each of them became vigorous and vigorous.

In the pupils, yellow awns are even outside.

As they gradually changed, the expressions on their faces also became stiff, slowly turning into indifference.

...

Boom!

There was a thunder on the ground!

I don't know how long it has passed, and the sky resembles dry land thunder, blasting above the gap.

Huangmang was cut off instantly, as if the surging Yellow River encountered a dam.

This is Xuantian completely severing this contact, and if Gao Xuantong is a cultivator, he will definitely be thunderous every day.

However, he was only a mortal at this time, so only a large amount of calamity accumulated.

Huang Tianjiaolong shook as he continued to digest these tribulations.

It's just that this scourge seemed terrifying, and even the Flood Dragon could not bear it. With a mournful cry, the claws quickly shrank and faded.

In the end, when the scourge subsided, he managed to maintain the character of the dragon, but his appearance became weird.

"Meet the king, the king is a thousand years old!"

When Zheng Wenhe saw Gao Xuantong come down, his heart was agitated.

Feeling that the lord seems to have changed something, but it does not seem to have happened, so he hurriedly saluted.

"Fine, get up!"

There seemed to be a flash of yellow air on Gao Xuantong's face, waved his hand, and then said loudly: "I will follow the fate of heaven, and will rule the world! If you wait for your own lives, there will be awards in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zhuzhi!"

...

In the Dragon Court, the light curtain was also cut off by Thunder.

But Da Xia Taizu has seen everything he wants to read: "The Book of Huang Tiandi, there are seven pages in total, four of which must maintain the foundation of the Dragon Court and cannot be taken lightly. I gave the last one to Xuantong! Today, I have Huang Tian’s help. , Finally revealed the power, thirty thousand soldiers of the yellow sky, enough to wash the south! Give me back!"

The seven-page book of Huang Tiandi is Huang Tian's biggest nail in Xuantian.

Among them, the four pages must be in the Dragon Court to suppress the energy, otherwise the outer defense will not exist, and all the gods will immediately respond.

In addition, there are still three pages, one page to draw Zhengyang Taoist master, one page to Xuanren.

Of course, how can Xuanren He De? It was just Huang Tiantianyi who gave it to Duan Yu through the hands of Xuan Yin.

On the last page, the secular methods of raising soldiers, training soldiers and conquering wars are in the hands of Gao Xuantong!