Proof of Longevity

Time flies, under the powerful machine of the country, countless prisoners from all states and capitals across the country have joined the army of construction continuously.

At this time, the emperor said, the sky is thousands of miles away, and the golden crow’s divine light enveloped the entire little thousand world. Zhang Shiyang, dressed in a plain robe, led hundreds of officials to the newly built Jitian Square, which has not yet been in contact with When everyone met, there was a huge red silk covering the size of about two acres, but when you saw the huge red volume that was hidden from a distance, you knew that the altar was definitely not small, about five stories high and about the length of a later generation. Seventy meters and a width of about fifty meters, this is definitely not a small building for Xiaoqianshijie. Zhang Shiyang led Baiguan standing in front of the huge building covered by the red altar, stopping his figure.

Zhang Shiyang looked at the sun hanging in the sky and didn't say much. He stepped forward and stood in the void about fifteen centimeters from the ground. Then the void seemed to have a step.

Zhang Shiyang walked up step by step. Although Zhang Shiyang showed his strength in front of everyone more than once, this time he still shocked all the ministers, court ladies, and soldiers present. The figure in plain clothes is walking in the air, like an immortal.

After walking out about two hundred meters, Zhang Shiyang’s figure is a little fuzzy from the underground, but no one cares, because everyone’s attention is attracted by Zhang Shiyang’s words: "Wen Aiqing, time It has arrived, so please read the sacrificial text, pray to heaven, and the altar erection is completed."

Although separated by an altitude of 200 meters, Zhang Shiyang's voice is still as if speaking in the ears of everyone, clearly audible. Wen Tianji was wearing a purple robe at this time, with the Big Dipper, Ziwei Emperor, Twenty-Eight Stars and many other stars on it. After hearing Zhang Shiyang's words at this time, he bowed and said: "Chen Zunzhi". Then he stood up and looked at the huge building in front of him, walked to stand in front of the ministers, and then took out a yellow rectangular paper at the cuffs, which was filled with dense fonts: "The yellow sky is above, the thick soil is below. Sui Mingming,,,,,, and Jia Zinian were ordered by the emperor to build the Cangtian Yuntaitai, which is completed today, and the sky will reflect it." After reciting the Datong sacrificial texts that the gods and gods talked about, the Wenwu Dacheng Chengdu that was basically there was like listening to the heavenly scriptures, confused and incomprehensible.

As soon as Wen Tianji's words fell, the sacrificial article in his hand ignited silently, and then turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

After Zhang Shiyang saw Wen Tianji's prayer to the heavens after chanting, he stared at the light, grabbed the building out of thin air with his big hand, and then shrank back suddenly. The huge red cloth actually flew into the air and floated away. At this point, it revealed the true colors of this two-month-old building that took a lot of manpower to build.

As soon as the building leaked out, it brightened and blinded the gold-titanium alloy dog ​​eyes of the ministers. It was really shocking. On the huge high platform, a two-meter-high giant cauldron is in the center of the square. The entire high platform is surrounded by counts. The pattern of the stars is unclear, the picture of the mountain and river and the jade. There are four three-meter-high behemoths around the high platform. The east is a blue dragon, the west is a white tiger, the south is a red bird, the north is a basalt, and the middle is represented by a big tripod. The world of Dingzhen means the mountains and rivers of Dingzhen.

All kinds of patterns will appear delicate and vivid, which is really shocking and inexplicable. Just looking at this huge building, there is a huge pressure and coercion. Zhang Shiyang looked at the shocking scene of the officials underneath, and did not say that he was still carrying out his own plan.

Wandering in the void, he walked towards the tall altar and stopped in front of the big cauldron. Zhang Shiyang looked up at the golden dragon of luck over the entire Shangjing, then closed his eyes. Stretching his left hand forward out of thin air, pointing his fingers to the sky, stopping when he is about to straighten it out. Then I saw that the entire imperial city had a sudden change, the wind was blowing out of thin air, and the surrounding flags were grinning.

The Qi Luck Golden Dragon above the imperial city uttered a roar, directly calling the world to change color, but ordinary people could not hear this roar. Only the martial artist above the martial sage realm had a slight sense of it, and then the Qi Luck above the imperial city turned towards Zhang Shiyang. His right hand surged, constantly compressed, and gradually condensed into substance.

This change in dragon aura drove waves of violent winds, blowing Zhang Shiyang's white robe into a hunting noise, his clothes flying, and his hair flying. It seems that three huge yellow incense sticks of luck are condensed, and these three incense sticks are three meters high. Then the dragon gas in the city returned to calm, and the wind and clouds dissipated. Only the three giant incense and the slightly messy clothes of the ministers were still telling the brutal wind. As for the golden dragon of air luck, it was a little sluggish at this time, quietly entrenched in the depths of the sea of ​​air luck, swallowing and puffing the force of air luck from the surroundings.

Zhang Shiyang looked at the giant cauldron in front of him. There was nothing in the cauldron, and there were no items for incense sticking. Zhang Shiyang held the giant incense in his right hand, and his left hand technique changed. Numerous powers of faith emerged out of thin air, and then moved towards this. Inside the giant cauldron, there are thoughts of sentient beings and countless powers of faith. Under the massive power of faith and thoughts of sentient beings, gravel gradually appeared in the giant cauldron. That is the power of faith. The sacred sand formed by condensing business ideas with the crowd to the extreme, and only the sacred sand of the cohesion of air luck and belief, is worthy of the fragrance of air luck.

With a light leap, Zhang Shiyang had already inserted three giant incense sticks on the giant cauldron, and then the three incense sticks of Qi luck started to burn automatically, and strands of light smoke went up to the sky and flew into the darkness. It's just that these three incense sticks burn very slowly, very slowly, and you can hardly even see the three incense sticks burning.

Zhang Shiyang looked at the three incense sticks and turned to the people and said: "These three incense sticks are the result of the condensing of the luck of my empire. What burns is the luck of my empire. When these three incense are burnt out. Time, maybe it's the time when I played the empire's death and subjugation." The officials in the underground moved for a while, obviously a little unclear, but they knew that these three incense sticks were very important, very important, and the important ones could determine the demise of the country.

Zhang Shiyang closed his eyes and meditated for a while, recalling all the key places, and then opened his eyes, and a ray of light that was visible to the naked eye passed through the world, and shot into the long river of fate in the world of the small five elements.

Since ancient times, the long river of fate is the most elusive. Daluo and even the saints can peer into the long river of fate to varying degrees. Even when they reach the realm of Daluo, they can jump out of the long river of fate. However, no one can directly interfere with the long river of fate. No, neither does the saint.

However, today’s myth is destined to be broken by Zhang Shiyang. Wherever his eyes go, the fate of all countries in the entire five-element world is revealed, the glorious empire, the national fate of 3,122 years, and the 860 years of the heavenly dragon empire’s national fate, The grassland tribe, there are still 714 years of national destiny, glances over, countless countries flicker in Zhang Shiyang's eyes.

In reality, Zhang Shiyang's body exudes an inexplicable coercion. All ministers and soldiers knelt down under the coercion. Not long after, the entire royal city knelt down one by one, and an inexplicable Falun emerged around Zhang Shiyang. The body rotates. A crystal-clear silk thread emerged. It was a silk thread with a fateful breath. It seemed to be able to see through one's own destiny at a glance, and it also had a sense of home. Zhang Shiyang's right hand became crystal clear as jade, stretched out his index finger to wind the silk thread in his hand, and then pointed towards Mingming.

Zhang Shiyang's finger, led by the thread of fate, penetrated the Ming Ming and came to the long river of fate, and then the fingers scattered the luck of all countries with lightning speed. Then I felt an inexplicable will come to kill Zhang Shiyang.

Zhang Shiyang's discoloration suddenly changed. This was the will of the Origin World, which was not something Zhang Shiyang could resist. Unexpectedly, Zhang Shiyang actually touched the Will of Origin in the Underworld this time, and the will of the Little Five Elements World had not known to hide at this time. That time went away. How could the will of this origin world be resisted by Zhang Shiyang's semi-finished quasi-preliminary world? Zhang Shiyang spit out blood suddenly, then opened his eyes, and then a click came into his ears.

But it is said that the countries of the small five elements world are changing colors at this time, and the capital of the country is either struck by thunder, or meteorites from outside the sky, or earthquakes have occurred. All the subjects feel an inexplicable discomfort, as if something has been stolen. After leaving, looking at the changing sky, sentient beings have a hunch, that is an ominous hunch, as if something terrible has happened.