Lanke Chess Edge

In the heavy rain, thunderbolts fell from the altar from time to time. Under the interweaving of "rumbling" thunder and dazzling lightning, no one dared to approach the altar, let alone to investigate the situation on the altar.

What's even more weird is that during the thunderstorm, some beast roars and creepy screams could be heard on the altar, which made no one dare to approach it.

But Yangshi's forbidden army did not dare to look around the Fatai, but under the invisible appearance, the city gods of Gyeonggi Prefecture and the Yin messengers had already blocked some entrances and exits inside and outside the Fatai.

Naturally, they don't need to go to the altar to arrest people. In addition to taking care of one or two, to be safe, they will check the "mages" who escaped from the altar one by one again, to see if there are some evil people among them by chance.

As for those innocent practitioners who really just want to take the opportunity to get the title of "Tianshi", as long as they are not entangled with hostility and resentment, then even spirits and monsters can turn a blind eye and close one eye, temporarily After one horse, at least nine days and ten meetings can be spent safely.

Originally, it was impossible for the spirits and monsters to be let go, but this time the three realms of immortals, demons, and gods gathered together, and the Yin Division of Gyeonggi Prefecture was also happy to give this face.

This kind of people actually appeared when Emperor Zhengyuan was seeking immortality. Their own knowledge was so shallow that they had no hope of practicing diligently. A seal.

Then as long as you find an opportunity to escape, you can work hard to improve your practice.

It's just that this kind of thing is very risky. The wind of royal luxury is the most "poisonous" wind in the world. Even if the time is short, this kind of practitioners who do not necessarily have good concentration are also very easy to get lost.

But understanding is one thing, reality is another. Knowing that it is dangerous, there are still people who cannot stand the temptation. Everyone thinks that they will be the "exception", but if you are really the "exception" , with such determination and determination to get Feng Zheng and get away, how could the way of practice need to use this method to turn around?

In contrast, the spirits and monsters who have not achieved success and persist in penance may be more likely to seize this opportunity. If they can get a seal, the first thing they want to do is to find an opportunity to slip away regardless of the chance. Most of them dare not stay in the city knowing that there is a yin division under their jurisdiction.

Of course, in addition to these humble people, it is inevitable that there are also high-level people hiding in the crowd. After all, the formation of the altar is only aimed at the evil spirits, and if they are righteous, they can naturally leave.

All parties in Dazhen, including Ji Yuan, can't tolerate demons stirring up wind and rain, but if they are righteous, their actions should not be too outrageous, but they must be taken aback, but since they came to participate in the nine days and ten meetings Well, they might not be scared away, just like the old beggar.

. . .

In a tea house about two miles away from the Fatai, a dozen mages who left the Fatai took shelter from the rain, and there were also some forbidden soldiers.

Some wore half-wet clothes, and some simply took off their wet clothes and were shirtless, without the image of a "superior man". On the contrary, even if the inner lining of the imperial guards got wet, they still kept their armor.

When hiding from the rain, everyone's attention was also focused on the direction of the far-off platform. Many people felt lingering fear when they saw the lightning strike.

"Oh, if I didn't run away just now, I might have been struck to death by lightning!"

"Yeah, didn't a few people get hacked to death on the platform?" "Hey, maybe the platform was built too high."

"No, no, I think that the way of offering sacrifices to the holy ceremony must be right!"

"Oh? How do you say that?"

A group of mages gathered together to discuss seemingly unfathomable topics, and even some resting guards stretched out their ears to listen carefully.

"Think about it, why is there sudden lightning, thunder, and heavy rain this day? I guess it might be dissatisfaction with the Holy Majesty..."

"Bold! How dare you speak falsely about the Holy Majesty!"

Some of the imperial guards stood up immediately, many of them put their hands on the handles of their knives, and some mages turned pale with fright.

"Master Jun, calm down, how dare we disrespect the Holy Majesty, just listen to me, let me finish!"

Seeing that the imperial guards had calmed down, the man was also relieved, the suffocation just now was absolutely uncomfortable.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart, saying that the soldiers of the imperial city have no blood, who the hell made up the rumors, if these forbidden soldiers have never seen blood, how can they be so evil!

The rest of the people in the teahouse were basically attracted by him, and it was a special atmosphere to talk about magical things in this kind of thunderstorm day.

"I didn't mean to be disrespectful to the Holy Majesty just now, but why did I say that I guess God is dissatisfied? Guys, think about it, the Holy Majesty wants Da Zhen to live forever, and also wants to be wise forever..."

Most of the people in the second half of the sentence are well aware that the emperor wants to be a fairy emperor and enjoy the power and blessing of the world.

"It's not an exaggeration to say that such a thing is an act against the sky, and only my great, wise, and mighty sage can do this feat!"

The speaking mage patted the emperor on a horse before continuing with his own understanding.

"If such a heaven-defying thing cannot be accomplished, God will naturally not have any reaction, but this day's power is so strong, it shows that the law that the Holy Majesty seeks is already within reach..."

"It makes sense!" "Well, it does make sense."

"Mage, where are you an expert from Xianxiang?"

"What about me... Oops, the urge to pee is coming up, I'll go pee first."

The sorcerer was urinating, and there was still a long paragraph to say, so he first whetted his appetite, smiled and left directly to the hut at the back of the teahouse.

The hut had to go around the back porch of the tea house, and it was very dark under the cloud cover outside. When returning after urinating, the mage who passed by here suddenly felt cold.

This kind of coldness is very strange, but you can't see anything special when you look around, and there is no wind outside.

'It's not right! '

After thinking about it for a while, he took out a small handful of incense ash from the mage's own pocket, then dabbed some of his own saliva, closed his eyes and daubed it on his eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again, the sorcerer shook violently.

A few men with black or pale faces were right next to him, and another man with long tongue, slender eyebrows, and indistinguishable gender was staring at him with a half-smile.

At this time, a forbidden soldier also came to the latrine, and when passing by, he felt a little strange seeing the mage huddled motionless against the wall.

"Mage, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing his pale face, the imperial guard took a step closer and reached out to touch his forehead.

"Hey... so hot and sweating so much, it seems that I caught a cold just now, wait for me to pee first and come back to help you."

The imperial guard withdrew his hand and muttered as he walked, "Why is it so cold here..."

The sorcerers here didn't dare to make any moves, their bodies were stiff and their faces were extremely ugly. There were so many ghosts around in broad daylight, but they could scare people to death, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

The long-tongued and narrow-eyed errand carefully looked at the mage up and down, and then waved his hand.

"Let's go, this man is fine."

When the servants left the teahouse, the sorcerer gasped for breath.

. . .

In some key locations and locations in the city, or in the streets or on the roofs, there are two or three monks standing in either feather coats or long robes. In addition, there are some people with profound mana hiding in the air with Taixu Jade Talismans against the wind.

Compared with the smoky atmosphere on the other side of the altar, these monks' eyes are introverted, and their mana is surging inside their bodies. They are all successful in practice, and they are some of the immortals who came out of Yuhuai Mountain.

This time, Yuhuai Mountain was mobilized, led by five masters of Yuzhu Peak with profound Taoism and powerful magic power. The other monks who came out of the mountain were also called "true people" in the mountain. Qiu Feng had a close relationship with him. Yuhuaishan monk, who has enough morality, is also among them.

Just looking at the shining light in the direction of the Fatai and the thunder falling in the sky, many people felt that they had no chance to make a move.

The heavy rain finally stopped before noon, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed.

Afterwards, Yan Chang and other court officials, the imperial guards, and some surrounding mages carefully went to the altar to check after the clouds cleared.

However, the horrible scene imagined did not appear. The high platform was clean and there was no one left. Even though some mages had heard that people were killed by lightning, there was no corpse on the platform at this time.

Those mages who escaped said that there were hundreds of people up there, but now there are none, which is quite strange.

But the disappearance of a person is still a trivial matter, and the fatality is caused by the failure of the ritual ceremony. The emperor will really convict, and this matter cannot be concealed.

In the palace, before lunch started, Emperor Yuande received a report from the Ministry of Rites, and the whole blessing process was not smooth.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, Emperor Yuande couldn't help but Longyan was furious, and angrily scolded the Ministry of Rites and Taichang Envoy Yanchang as trash.

It wasn't long before the anger soared, and it fell down because of what the reporting officer said later.

It is also interesting to say that the set of rhetoric behind the report to the officials is actually the rhetoric of the sorcerer in the teahouse who was frightened enough by the errand.

After such an analysis, Emperor Yuande suddenly felt much better.