Chen Zhibao held the plum wine and pulled it out gently. His figure flashed and disappeared.
Even though Jin Xin 'an had ascended to the Great Celestial State, he still couldn't help but take a step back when the long spear landed on the ground. At that moment, the Qi cultivator grandmaster understood a principle. Jin Xin 'an's state was like an ant in the eyes of Hsu Fengnian, Chen Zhibao, and Xu Yanbing.
Xie Guanying turned and threw a sharp look at Jin Xin 'an. The latter calmed down and nodded. He went downstairs in his white robe.
In a hidden attic of the Imperial Astronomer, the Northern Prime Minister of the Liyang Dynasty, Wu Lingsu, who was wearing a purple-gold robe, followed Jin Xin 'an into the building. The two straightened their clothes and took an incense stick from the hands of two old Taoists who had been guarding the building for many years. They walked to a table carved from red sandalwood. On the table, there was an ancient incense burner. There was an incense stick as thick as a child's arm in the burner all year round. The incense stick burned continuously. Before Jin Xin 'an came, not only did he put on the deputy uniform of the Imperial Astronomer, he also borrowed the badge of the Head of the Imperial Astronomer and hung it on his waist. Wu Lingsu, on the other hand, went to great lengths to bring the golden edict that the court had issued to him. The edict was stamped with the vermilion seal of the' Emperor's Three Seals' and the 'Emperor's Three Seals'. It was the 'Emperor's Seal' that was specially used to worship the gods.
Jin Xin 'an and Wu Lingsu put the incense sticks in their hands on the left and right sides of the burner respectfully.
The two spoke at the same time.
Jin Xin 'an folded his hands and looked straight ahead. He said in a low voice, "Enforcing justice on behalf of heaven."
Wu Lingsu looked down and bowed. "To suppress the four barbarians."
The wall behind the burner was shrouded in layers of smoke.
One could vaguely see solemn portraits that were as tall as real people hanging on the wall.
As Jin Xin 'an and Wu Lingsu finished speaking, the thick smoke gradually dissipated. The portraits that didn't reveal themselves started to show their true faces.
They didn't reveal their true faces.
The portraits on the wall were of the ascended Taoist Masters of the Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Jin Xin 'an's expression was complicated. It was just like what Xie Guanying had said to him before. Don't ask if there are gods in the world, how many people have ascended since ancient times? In that case, the real people depicted in the portraits were the real people who had ascended. They were either riding dragons, cranes, or phoenixes.
People only knew that the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain and the Zhao family of Liyang had the same surname. However, the history between them could be traced back to the founding emperor of Liyang.
Because of Wudang Mountain, Zhao Huangchao, who was born a noble, had no choice but to conceal his identity in Mount Longhu and cultivate in seclusion. He raised an evil dragon in Earth Lung Mountain to restrain the Northwest Black Tortoise.
The three incense sticks in the incense burner that were originally dimly lit suddenly blossomed into three brilliant flames. Especially the incense stick in the middle, it burned out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the incense burned out, the paintings on the wall seemed to move without any wind.
The sound of books being flipped could be heard in the building.
The two brand-new portraits hanging on the left and right were the first to shake, and they were also the first to show signs of abnormalities. In the air three inches outside of the portraits, mysterious ripples appeared.
Two Daoist Masters in yellow and purple Daoist robes broke out of the mirror.
Their figures were illusory as they walked out of the portraits and the mirror. They floated to the ground and walked out of the building.
One by one, the sage-like Daoist Masters landed on the ground and floated out of the door.
Some of them were carrying ancient swords, some were holding purple-gold books, and some were holding horsetail whisks. Among the last three, one of them was riding an auspicious white deer and singing generously.
After the White Deer Immortal, two Immortals appeared side by side. One of them had a delicate face, a lotus crown on his head, and a long sleeved crane cloak. Unlike the previous Immortals, whether it was his aura or his eyes, there was a trace of "Heaven and Earth pity me, I pity all living things". The other Immortal who came with him was extremely young. He looked about 30 years old, and there was a murderous aura between his brows. After he landed, he raised his hand and held a talisman sword "Yulei" that had been enshrined in the building for hundreds of years in his hand. He weighed it in his hand and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Jin Xinan maintained a respectful posture with his hands folded and looked straight ahead.
Wu Lingsu, who was recognized by everyone in the Li Yang Imperial Court as a lucky person, was trembling in fear and sweating profusely.
One by one, the immortals appeared at the Imperial Observatory in the mortal realm. Most of them passed through the Li family's infantry formation and arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Observatory. Apart from two of the armored soldiers, whose eyes suddenly became unfocused, and then their bodies suddenly emitted a purple-gold light, turning their eyes golden and imposing, the rest of the immortals lined up at the entrance. They stood in the exact same position as the portraits in the building.
The immortals who had replaced the three hundred imperial guards all had different expressions on their faces. An immortal on the right whose feet were shrouded in purple mist turned to look at the newly ascended sect master of Mount Longhu, Zhao Danxia, and asked with a smile, "Is this the one?"
With each word, the people around the gate of the Imperial Observatory seemed to hear the sound of nature.
Zhao Danxia nodded slightly. "It is this person who abandoned the true body of the Xuanwu Great Emperor in this world and cut off his own path to immortality."
The Immortal surrounded by purple clouds frowned slightly and angrily stared at the young man in mourning dress. He rebuked, "Treacherous!"
On the far left, the old Perfected Master Zhao Xiyi, who had ascended with Zhao Danxia, was also talking to a grandmaster beside him. When the latter heard that it was this person who had blocked Zhao Huangchao's path to immortality, he was furious. Flying swords formed a formation around him and he softly shouted, "How dare you!"
When this Immortal said these two words, the bells and drums of all the Daoist temples in the capital suddenly rang.
Changming Great Peace City.
An Immortal stood in the middle. Golden armor could be vaguely seen under his loose robe. The Immortal glanced at the charging cavalry on the left side of the street and smiled slightly.
A ball of golden light exploded and flew toward one of the Cavalry Generals.
The cavalry was instantly possessed by an Immortal. His entire body shone brightly and shone brightly.
The golden-armored Immortal urged his horse forward.
The Immortals were in front.
Hsu Fengnian looked at these high and mighty Immortals expressionlessly. He did not say anything and only raised the cold blade in his hand.
That was all.
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