The Marquis was crowned and the ceremony of sacrifice was held.

This is a grand event attracting worldwide attention!

In the Imperial City, the Marquis of each Marquis mansion arrived in person, including noble Marquis and poor marquis.

The four great princes, riding on the gorgeous cart roller, came to the sacrificial platform, including King Da Jinpeng, King Qilin, King Shenlong, and King peacock Ming.

The four lords are the four pillars of the Yulan empire. They control the army, have fiefs, and have a huge influence. They are all powerful figures in the world. They are only second to the Yulan emperor in the imperial court.

In addition to the princes, even emperor Yulan came in person and took the chariot. Many imperial guards and eunuchs followed, and all kings and princes saluted him one after another.

Generally, it is impossible for the heirs of the Marquis to be crowned with such treatment.

However, the Marquis of Jiange is different. It belongs to one of the hereditary Marquis of the 14th National Congress and is one of the "Eighteen heroes" of the founding of the Yulan empire. As long as the Yulan empire is still in existence, the descendants of the Marquis of Jiange can still enjoy the treatment of the Marquis forever.

The hereditary Marquis of the 14th National Congress and the four royal palaces are the real noble princes and the core of the interests and forces of the whole empire.

In a few decades, the heirs of the 14th National Congress of hereditary Marquis and the four Royal mansions will become the rulers of the whole empire, calling the wind and the rain, and arrogant. Therefore, the coronation of the heirs of hereditary princes is particularly valued, which is comparable to the coronation of crown princes. All kings and princes will arrive in person!

In addition to the princes, many sect heads, martial arts house heads, poor martial artists, traffickers and soldiers will also come to witness this grand event!

"Jiange Marquis has been in charge of Jiange Marquis mansion for nearly 50 years, and now he finally begins to cultivate heirs!"

"This is the transfer of power. In the future, Ning Xiaochuan will be the head of the Marquis house of the sword Pavilion."

An elderly Marquis said, "the situation is not optimistic! Ning Xiaochuan is the leader of the Tiandi academy and the disciple of the chief senior sister of the Tiangong. In terms of seniority, he is now in the same generation with Yu Lan Dadi and King dajinpeng, and can be regarded as the younger martial brothers of these two. In another 30 years, the power of each king and Marquis' residence will be handed over, the new people will be on the top, and the old man will retire. I'm afraid that few people can fight Ning Xiaochuan at that time."

Although the identity of the senior sister of the head of the school palace is mysterious, most of these princes who have lived nearly a hundred years have heard of her taboo, and many people have guessed that Ning Xiaochuan has worshipped the senior sister of the head of the school palace as a teacher.

"Respect the elderly, you think too far. Rivers and mountains wait for talented people to come out, and each generation is stronger than the other. In today's world, the older generation still has the the final say."

A silver roaring moon Golden Lion pulled a Green Sandalwood colored ancient car and slowly marched to the ancestral land of Jiange Marquis mansion, stopping under a maple tree.

The purple jade curtain of the ancient car was lifted away by a jade soft hand, with slender fingers and crystal skin, like a hand carved with ice and snow. This is the most perfect hand in the world, without any defects. When you see a finger, you can imagine that the owner of the hand must be a peerless beauty.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a woman with a white veil, with a bun on her head, a Zhu hairpin inserted, pearls and jade hanging on her ears, a pair of bright and beautiful almond eyes staring at the distant altar, red lips hidden in the white veil, looming, faint way: "what a grand meeting!"

Little linger snuggled in the arms of the woman in white, opened a pair of big round eyes, looked at the altar bleary eyed, and said naively, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Yu Ningsheng put down the curtain, stroked xiaoling'er's head with her delicate jade hands, and said, "xiaoling'er, why do you call me mother?"

Little bell blinked her big eyes, revealing her round pupils. Her eyes flashed, "Mom, I'm hungry!"

Yu Ningsheng sighed. She was really helpless. Xiaoling'er couldn't make her change her words at all when she saw any beautiful woman calling her mother. It was really a headache.

"Sacrifice begins!"

An old man in Taoist robes, named xuanqingzi, was presiding over today's cult.

Xuanqingzi is the second-class national teacher of Yulan Empire and the sage of Taoism. He was canonized as "haiminggong" and held a high position and was in charge of the etiquette and justice of the whole empire.

Yulan Empire built a country with Wu and ruled by Dao.

The disciples of Taoism are the literary ministers of Yulan Empire, who manage the appointment, removal, assessment, promotion and demotion of officials; Manage land household registration, taxation and finance; Manage ceremonies, sacrifices, and institutions; Manage judicial prison; Manage project construction, reclamation and water conservancy, etc.

It can be said that the rights of these national divisions are no weaker than those of the princes, but the princes can be hereditary, can own fiefs, can own mines, can have armies, but the national divisions do not.

Once the national master abdicates, he can only be regarded as a poor man and nothing.

Therefore, in the Yulan Empire, it is the princes who have more influence.

In the Yulan Empire, national masters were divided into seven grades.

There is only one national master of the first grade, who has been canonized as the "grand master". He is the master of the national master and the master of the Taoist school. He is in charge of the literary ministers and Taoist Masters in the world. He has great power, which can be called below one person and above ten thousand people!

There are nine national masters of the second grade, who are called "nine masters", all of whom are extremely powerful and have the power to call the wind and rain.

The national master invited by the Marquis to preside over the coronation ceremony of Ning Xiaochuan is a second-class national master - Hai Minggong, xuanqingzi.

Wearing a white dress, Ning Xiaochuan stepped up the stone steps step by step, climbed the altar, and came to the copper cauldron of Fengtian.

Xuanqingzi is 130 years old, and his hair and beard are all white. However, his skin is still similar to that of young people, and there is no sign of aging at all. He is simply "crane hair, child's face" and "Fairy Spirit".

As soon as Ning Xiaochuan approached xuanqingzi, he felt that the Xuanqi of heaven and earth had changed, as if xuanqingzi had integrated with the whole heaven and earth and become a part of heaven and earth.

If Ning Xiaochuan closes his eyes and uses only mental induction, it is impossible to induce xuanqingzi to stand beside him.

"I'm afraid the cultivation of this old Taoist is very frightening!" Ning Xiaochuan thought so.

Xuanqingzi held a dust brush in his hand, with the magic light of three flowers on his head. There were light spots flowing on his skin, and he said, "master Ning, dip your hands in incense!"

Twelve young women in Taoist robes, riding on a copper basin, put it in front of Ning Xiaochuan.

Ning Xiaochuan rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands in a copper basin.

Xuanqingzi Lang said, "sacrifice our ancestors!"

Ning Xiaochuan offered a thick yellow fragrance and inserted it into the Fengtian copper tripod.

At the same time, a large number of cattle, dogs and livestock were killed, thrown into the altar, and burned by the flames in the altar.

A blood red column of light rose from the altar, broke through the clouds, plunged into the sky, and dyed the sky blood red.

Xuanqingzi said again, "worship the heaven!"

Ningxiaochuan offered the second yellow incense and inserted it into the Fengtian copper tripod.

"Poof!"

A large number of Xuan beasts and livestock were killed, and their heads were cut off. Blood flowed into the altar like a waterfall, making the whole altar covered with a layer of blood red light.

In the altar, there was a sound of ghostly howling, such as crying, such as screaming, such as sobbing, like the ghost of hell was awakened.

Above the sky, a loud and clear Sanskrit sound sounded, the clouds were surging, the fog opened and closed, and wisps of light and fog fell down, becoming a heaven and earth waterfall!

"I feel that today's cult is a little unusual! It has attracted the celestial phenomenon of 'ghosts and gods' in unison. Twenty years ago, when the crown prince was crowned, it attracted such a celestial phenomenon, which unexpectedly reappears today." King dajinpeng sat in the car and said slowly.

Next to him, a woman's majestic voice came out of the car of peacock Ming Wang, saying, "this is just a sacrifice to ancestors and heaven, and it hasn't started to sacrifice to gods. Later, it's uncertain what will happen? This Ning Xiaochuan has great luck, and he may really become a figure in the future."

Peacock King Ming is the only queen of Yulan empire. He is usually practicing in seclusion and rarely walks out. He has a good position in Yulan empire.

Her car was made from the bones of a peacock. The peacock's feathers are bright and contain great power. Just a car parked there, it oppressed many people.

Not every sacrifice will lead to visions of heaven and earth. Only those who have great fortune can use the power of the altar to communicate with ancestors, heaven and gods, and bring down blessings at the time of coronation.

People who can bring visions of heaven and earth in sacrifice are extraordinary people.

This is a sign that God is foretelling the world!

Xuanqingzi's face also showed a different color, and he could clearly feel that there was a strong energy in the altar, and the Qi of heaven and earth gathered towards the altar.

He used to preside over sacrifices, and never encountered such a thing!

"Sacrifice to God!" Xuan Qingzi Lang said.

Ning Xiaochuan inserted the third incense into the Fengtian bronze tripod.

At the same time, those slaves, livestock and mysterious beasts were all slaughtered, and the corpse was thrown on the altar. The blood gathered together into a river, forming various forms, such as dragons, lions and tigers, and human beings.

The blood light on the altar is more powerful, which reflects the whole sky red and emits blood light, just like a blood red ocean hanging upside down in the sky, which is full of floating corpses!

"Sobbing!"

The cries of ghosts and the fairy music of gods are intertwined in this space.

Above the sky, there was lightning and thunder, and the virtual shadow of a fairy palace appeared in the void. It was mysterious and shocking.

People in the whole imperial city were shocked when they saw this scene. Many people even knelt on the ground to worship, thinking that the emperor of heaven had become a saint.

"Heavenly palace!"

All kings and Hou were shocked, and their hearts could not be calm. They stared at the virtual shadow of the fairy palace above the sky, thinking of the ancient legends recorded in ancient books.

The heavenly palace is more mysterious than the "heavenly palace" in the imperial ruins.

"According to legend, the heavenly palace was hidden in the clouds above the jade haze Empire, suspended in the sky, but no one could ever find it."

Ning Xiaochuan stepped onto the altar step by step, climbed to the top, cut his wrist with a jade knife, and poured out rolling blood into the altar.

"Boom!"

The entire altar was boiling, turning into a sea of blood red, and wisps of blood flowed towards Ning Xiaochuan's body.

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