There were too many palace concubines and concubines present, all standing in front of the temple, at a glance, there was a sea of people, there was no end in sight, all of them were nobles of the royal family, and I don't know how many people gathered, on the other hand, these princes and ministers can only be regarded as a minority, not even one-tenth of the royal family.
After all, this is a grand ceremony for the royal family, and the princes and ministers only come as spectators.
Only the three princes, nine kings, and eighteen heavenly marquis, and the god king, can stand in the front row, and the other noble talents, wives, and daughters can only stand in the rear more than ten miles away, looking at the majestic Taimiao from afar.
Feng Feiyun is still only the heir of the God King, and he can only stand in the back, waiting for the call.
Feng Feiyun was not interested in this kind of sacrificial ceremony at all, but stared at Dongfang Jingyue from time to time, even Dongfang Jingshui noticed Feng Feiyun's gaze, but Dongfang Jingyue seemed to not be aware of Feng Feiyun's existence, and still looked indifferently in the direction of Taimiao, like a proud white swan, and couldn't see Feng Feiyun, a toad looking at her on the ground.
"This dead lady is very wrong today, she didn't even glare at me twice, could it be that after fusing that white jade ancient ship, she burned out her brain" Feng Feiyun was so sad that he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, so he secretly grabbed a snowball from the ground, pinched it gently, looked left and right, and saw that no one noticed him, so he shot quickly like lightning, and threw the snowball directly towards the back of Dongfang Jingyue's head.
No one dared to release his divine sense in Taimiao, so it was really no one who noticed Feng Feiyun's small movements.
"Smack" The snowball smashed directly on Dongfang Jingyue's head, and the snow slag stained her hair everywhere, and some of them rolled from the slender snow-white jade neck to the white clothes.
Feng Feiyun's heart was full of pleasure, and he quickly turned his head, stood up straight, and looked like he had nothing to do with me, staring closely at the direction of the Taimiao.
Feng Feiyun paid attention to her with the rest of his eyes, and found that Dongfang Jingyue finally turned his head and glared at him fiercely with a pair of beautiful eyes.
Feng Feiyun couldn't hold back a smile, and for some reason her heart blossomed again, and she glared at her like this, but she felt much more comfortable.
At this time, nine bells rang in the temple, the head of the nine Qings "Fengchang", in charge of the temple etiquette and sacrificial copywriting, the old man stood under the giant tripod, began to swear a long oath of the ancient royal sacrifice.
Everyone gathered the aura in their bodies to show their respect for the ancestors of the royal family.
Feng Feiyun yawned when he heard it, and suddenly his eyes slipped away, and he planned to play tricks on Dongfang Jingyue, and secretly picked up a handful of snow from the ground, but he had just bent down, and his head was smashed by a large ball of snow, making a "bang" sound.
Feng Feiyun suddenly stood up and looked around, everyone was standing neatly, and he didn't know who had attacked him just now.
Feng Feiyun glanced at Dongfang Jingyue, and found that the dead woman was standing very straight, still looking like she was finished, and she didn't move.
Feng Feiyun's heart was depressed for a while, the most painful thing in this world is that he wants to calculate others, but he is calculated.
Feng Chang finally finished reading the long sacrificial text, and then pulled his voice, and said in a loud voice: "Xuan, the seventh prince, the eighteenth prince, the seventy-second prince, Feng Feiyun, Taimiao is saluted." ” In the process of receiving the ceremony in the Taimiao, last night in the Shenwang Mansion, there was an old eunuch who specially taught Feng Feiyun.
The Seventh Prince, the Eighteenth Prince, and the Seventy-second Princes had all walked to the bottom of the Taimiao, and Feng Feiyun was the only one left.
Feng Chang frowned slightly, and said loudly again: "Xuan, Feng Feiyun, Taimiao is saluted." ” Under the Taimiao, to seal the cultivation, forbid the divine sense, collect the five senses, and no matter how powerful the cultivation is, it is like an ordinary person, Feng Feiyun stands more than ten miles away, and it is strange to hear what the old guy says.
Feng Feiyun was still looking for who attacked him, but this time he vaguely heard the voice of the summons, and saw that everyone was staring at him, but he was not embarrassed at all, anyway, he was thick-skinned, just star Only then did he walk out with a blushing face, holding his head high, and his instrument was lofty, showing the demeanor of the heir of the God King "Bang" Feng Feiyun didn't know who tripped under his feet, and his body was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.
Dongfang Jingyue was still standing there lightly, not looking at Feng Feiyun who fell beside her, a pair of beautiful eyes like peach apricots, still staring straight in the direction of Taimiao, and she didn't mean to help Feng Feiyun get up at all.
Everyone is already laughing, and many people are secretly saying in their hearts, the son of the demon is also weak, he can wrestle when he walks, and it is a large-scale ceremony such as the Taimiao sacrifice, which is simply embarrassing the god king.
"The ancestor of the royal family is on the top, please bow to the ground by the boy."
Feng Feiyun looked serious and respectful, stood up calmly, and smiled brightly at the daughters and young talents of the princes and nobles: "My hometown custom, in front of the grave of the elders, kowtow first, and the yin spirit of the seniors needs to be respected and respected by my generations." ” "The ancestor of the royal family is on the top, please accept the second worship of the kid."
Feng Feiyun said and fell down directly.
And at this moment, he heard the subtle laughter of Dongfang Jingyue in his ears: "This is the Taimiao, which enshrines the golden body of the ancestors of the royal family, and is not the imperial tomb of the ancestors of the royal family, where did the yin spirit idiot come from." ” After Feng Feiyun heard this, his old face turned red, and a black line appeared on his forehead, "Dongfang Dead Mother-in-law, today's revenge will be doubled back another day." ” Feng Feiyun was sure that it was Dongfang Jingyue who tripped him just now, if he hadn't tripped over her, Feng Feiyun wouldn't have bothered to worship the ancestor of the royal family and worship his uncle.
Feng Feiyun stood up again, glanced at Dongfang Jingyue slightly, and found that this chick still had a serious face, and she didn't look at him at all, looking extremely angry, arrogant like a peacock.
"The golden body of the ancestor of the royal family is on top, please be bowed three times by the boy."
After Feng Feiyun completed the three bows, he was not embarrassed at all, with a heroic face, fluttering sleeves, and walked towards the Taimiao in full view of everyone.
In the temple, there were eight old men with white hair and beards, all of whom nodded with satisfaction.
Since you want to become the heir of the God King, you naturally have to respect the ancestors of the royal family, and Feng Feiyun's performance is very satisfying to the ancestors of these royal families, at least the first image is good.
Beiming Moshou sighed in a low voice: "The God King is really good at teaching, and he really has a hand."
"Where, where, Feiyun was originally a good boy who respected his ancestors and understood etiquette."
The God-King laughed.
"Let's talk about it when we come out of the holy land of the royal family" A hint of gloom flashed in Bei Ming's eyes, he had already made many arrangements, Feng Feiyun would definitely not be able to pass the assessment and would die in the holy land of the royal family.
In Beiming's calculations, Feng Feiyun could not become the heir of the God King, and the real heir of the God King, he had already chosen among the three princes.
The seven princes, the eighteenth prince, and the seventy-second prince were all waiting under the white jade ladder outside the Taimiao, and it was not until after the wind and clouds that the four of them climbed the thousand-step jade ladder together, and completed the ceremony under the huge bronze ancient ding, and then they all cut their wrists and bled into the ancient ding.
The blood qi boiled in the ancient ding, turning into a blood cloud.
"When the salute is finished, the holy place is opened," Bong Shou shouted loudly.
At this moment, the sky above the Taimiao, the clouds shook, the sky turned into a huge mirror, which could reflect another world, and the four rays of light fell, and Feng Feiyun and the three princes suddenly disappeared under the giant dome of the Taimiao.
Boom Feng Feiyun had never seen Emperor Jin from beginning to end, the first person of the Divine Jin Dynasty, who had already stepped on the passage to the Holy Land of the Imperial Family at this moment.
It's a deep passage, with void on all sides, and I don't know where it leads.
The three princes stood apart, all of them were kings of the younger generation, and the aura on their bodies was powerful and abnormal.
After leaving the Taimiao, they had already recovered the aura in their bodies, releasing their divine consciousness and senses, and they were not only hostile to Feng Feiyun, but also to each other.
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This is a cruel competition, no less than the battle of the prince, whoever can become the heir of the god king, then who will not be eliminated, at least be able to be the second person of the god Jin dynasty.
And the eliminated people can only sneak cultivation, can no longer touch the Sheji artifact, for a genius like them with an arrogant heart, how can they be willing If it weren't for the emergence of an amazing Dragon God Cliff and Long Luofu in the royal family, they even wanted to compete for the throne.
"It turns out that the holy land of the royal family is not in the Shenjin Dynasty, but in the secret realm between the gaps in space."
Feng Feiyun walked in the passage, and he could already feel the aura of the secret realm.
Whether it is a low-level secret realm, an intermediate secret realm, or a high-level secret realm, it is impossible to give birth to aura by itself, so when a monk enters the secret realm, he must cherish the aura in his body extraordinarily, and cannot consume it at will.
However, Feng Feiyun was not afraid, he carried enough spirit stones on his body, and he was not afraid of the exhaustion of his body's spiritual energy at all.
As soon as Feng Feiyun stepped into the Imperial Holy Land, he could already affirm that this was an intermediate-level secret realm.
The "Alien Beast Soul Realm" in the Vientiane Tower belongs to the low-level secret realm, which is already boundless, with a length and width of tens of thousands of miles.
The intermediate-level secret realm is relatively much more stable than the low-level secret realm, and it is tens of thousands to millions of times larger than the low-level secret realm, which refers to the size of the space.
Converted into the length, width, and height of the space, the opening square, in fact, is dozens of times to a hundred times.
The intermediate secret realm has still not formed a stable earth and sky, but it has formed a suspended continent.
Of course, if they are not developed, these continents will not be able to give birth to life on their own, and they will die and not even a drop of water can be found.
However, the holy land of the royal family has been developed by the royal family for many years, and most of the more than 6,000 years of the Shenjin Dynasty are in this holy land of the royal family.
This intermediate-level secret realm, a total of twelve continents of different sizes, suspended in the void, between the two continents, sometimes separated by tens of thousands of miles, shakable and hopeless.
The largest continent is 80,000 li long and 48,000 li wide.
The smallest continent is 6,200 li long and 5,400 li wide.
The Imperial Family has been operating in this mid-level secret realm for more than 6,000 years, and only four continents have been developed, one continent is in a state of development, and seven continents are all uninhabited areas, and the natural environment is so harsh that it can kill the monk of the first level of the Heavenly Mandate in one day.
The moment Feng Feiyun entered the Imperial Holy Land, he felt several huge breaths covering him, which made people's hearts infinitely depressed.
Among the royal holy land, there are several super strong people, whose cultivation is not weaker than that of the God King
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