Chapter 70

Thunder roared, electric snakes danced wildly, and the rainstorm fell madly. Jidu's drainage system is excellent. There is no water on the streets in such a big storm.

A large group of people marched in the streets, including soldiers of the urban defense army, subordinates of the patrol department, and people from the Imperial Palace brought by Yu Xuan. Along the main road on the central line of Jidu, the party quickly came to the gate of the imperial palace of the Dayan Dynasty.

Yu Xuan came out and called for the door. The heavy gate of Dayan palace, up to 12 feet high and 6 feet thick, slowly opened, revealing the dark corridor behind. The walls on both sides of the corridor are twenty-one feet high and only two feet and four feet wide. Walking in the corridor and looking at the lightning and thunder and dark sky overhead, it gives people a sense of extreme depression and anxiety.

Every thirty feet, a bridge is built across the walls on both sides of the corridor, which is not only convenient for the exchange of taxis and soldiers on the walls on both sides, but also an extremely powerful defensive measure. As long as a team of crossbow men are arranged on the bridge and cooperate with the soldiers on both sides of the city, they can strike the people in the corridor at all angles without dead corners.

Hooves sound, and the oppressive smell is getting stronger and stronger. After walking along the corridor for seven miles, and passing through a thick alloy palace gate, the front suddenly opened up and revealed a magnificent palace group. On the massive pyramid shaped stone platform, layers of magnificent and magnificent palaces dominated by cyan and black are stacked layer by layer. From bottom to top, the palace has a total of nine layers.

The highest palace was nearly a hundred feet above the ground. The dark clouds were almost close to the roofs of the palaces, and the lightning was almost shooting down the black glazed tiles on the palace. Those palaces are as if they were built in the sky, looming in the dark clouds and lightning, especially mysterious.

This palace complex, just don't beg what you can see, is about five miles wide from east to west. The nine storey palace is more than a hundred feet high from bottom to top. I'm afraid there are twenty or thirty thousand pavilions at all levels? Although the style of the palace is a little monotonous. It is basically the format of three, six and nine bays printed in the same mold with high eaves, it is still difficult to describe the weather with so many buildings together.

When you enter the innate realm, the spiritual awareness of martial artists is more than 100 times sharper than that of ordinary martial artists. In addition, Buqi has integrated many soul particles before and after, so that his soul has been expanded and improved several times. His spiritual consciousness can basically be compared with the real real real person of congenital fetal interest level.

In the heavy palace ahead, countless fierce murderous Qi loomed. Don't beg for a clear perception that tens of thousands of elite players are hidden in this large palace? Among them, there are more than a thousand people at the peak level after tomorrow, and there are as many as a hundred people at the congenital level. Among them, some subtle and unpredictable breath are hidden. Don't beg or dare not speculate about the existence of that realm.

A thick and thin lightning of the water bucket roared down from the dark cloud and hit a golden statue standing on the square in front of the palace.

In front of the Royal Palace of Dayan Dynasty is a huge square about five miles long and wide. On this square, there are 64 metal statues with a height of more than ten feet in eight rows and eight columns. The statue is as like as two peas, all wearing heavy Kaye and holding a long sword.

The lightning struck one of the golden men. The violent current surged through the statue and immediately made the statue spray dazzling blue light. Huge electricity surged in the statue, which stimulated thousands of palm sized runes and runes to appear on the surface of the statue. The translucent dark blue runes whirled around the surface of the statue, and the suffocating powerful breath diffused faintly around.

What a powerful forbidden array. Don't beg, take a breath and take a careful look at these metal statues.

Under the leadership of Yu Xuan, the brigade bypassed the palace group in front and went straight to the back garden of dayangchao palace from a nearby Avenue. Here, Buqi saw the real core of the Dayan Dynasty.

On a small piece of green grass with an area of several mu, several crooked old pine trees grow in all directions. In the middle of the grassland is a hut made of wood, covered with thatch, more than ten feet long and wide. With the hut as the center, eight smaller rooms are arranged in the shape of nine palaces.

The hut in the middle is as simple as it is, and the eight rooms outside are good. Although the shape is the same as the simple route, it is at least a masonry civil structure, which is also covered with glazed tiles. At least you don't have to worry about a gust of wind to take the house away.

There was a flash of lightning. With the light of the lightning, don't beg. There was a plaque hanging on the middle hut, with the words "Yan Feitian" on it. I don't know who wrote these three words. The strokes are sharp and the pen is soaring. It seems that a rare bird is really grinding its fist and palm on the ground, ready to rush for nine days by the wind of heaven and earth.

Lightning struck one after another, and the three characters of light blue Yan Feitian flashed in front of everyone again and again. Don't beg. People with enough accomplishments can still stand. Other people with weak accomplishments, as long as they look at the three big characters for a long time, actually tremble and stand unsteadily. Many people fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Holding a broken umbrella with holes everywhere, Yu Xuan stood in front of the hut and stared at the three big words on the plaque.

"More than 2000 years ago, my great Yan ancestor, together with many disciples and people, set up this conference hall with a piece of wood and a handful of grass. Two thousand years later, our great Yan Dynasty has hundreds of millions of people, countless cities and boundless borders. This is still the real heart of our great Yan dynasty!"

Yu Xuan slowly said the above paragraph to don't beg, to Lu Chengfeng, and even to tieyue dance in a tone of some fanaticism and some religious worship. Not only him, but also Yan Zhuo Hui, Yan Bu GUI and others. Looking at this crude thatched house, he was very straight, and his face was more unspeakably sacred and solemn.

More than 2000 years ago, Yan Huangyan Dan, together with dozens of guests and tens of thousands of people, built the first crude thatched house here. Taking this as the starting point, they built today's great Yan Dynasty with a piece of wood and a piece of grass. As his people and his direct descendants, Yu Xuan temporarily forgot his mind of gold, silver and jewelry in this place almost like a religious holy land.

This is the meeting hall of YAN Dan and his family more than 2000 years ago, and also the imperial palace of the great Yan Dynasty, which was specially used to deal with various affairs related to the imperial clan and the vassal state more than 2000 years later.

Qin Qingshui suddenly opened his mouth, which broke the atmosphere close to religious ceremony: "Duke Yu Xuangong, you are busy. Qingshui escorts you here, and the rest doesn't matter. Tuoba Qingye, the proton of Xianguo, was killed. Later, please ask Duke Yu Xuangong to explain to Qingshui." With a cold hum, Yu Xuan glanced at Qin Qingshui and waved his hand noncommittally.

Qin Qingshui looked at Lu Chengfeng and don't beg deeply. He snorted coldly and led a large number of subordinates behind him to leave quickly. I don't know everything about tonight. At least he needs to deal with the assassination scene.

Yan Zhuo replied with a loud laugh: "Hey, Jicheng is not the jurisdiction of our Xifeng Wei. Tut, it has nothing to do with us. We just come to see the excitement. Hey, Lu Chengfeng, I'll call you a few more boys before you confirm your identity! Ha ha, ha ha!"

Yan Zhuo Hui smiled proudly, but Yan Bu GUI's face was very strange. He just looked at Lu Chengfeng up and down, and suddenly sighed gently. Don't beg nods and smiles at Yan bugui. Yan bugui is powerless, returns a smile to don't beg, and looks at Lu Chengfeng with that strange look again.

Under the leadership of Yu Xuan, the people put on the clean and soft straw sandals prepared here, walked into the hut and sat down one by one on the mat made of fine grass.

Not long after, there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the hut, and old people of the same age and appearance as Yu Xuan came here. In silence, they changed their straw sandals, walked into the hut and sat down on the left and right sides of Yu Xuan.

In the imperial clan house of the great Yan Dynasty, there was one emperor, Yan Yuxuan, the Duke of Yan Xing. In addition, there are 48 national elders, all of whom are members of the imperial clan of the great Yan Dynasty equivalent to Yu Xuan's generation. There are also several foreign relatives from rich families such as the Jing family, the Gao family, the Tian family, the Le family and the Qin family. They formed the imperial clan office, which basically decided the relevant affairs of the imperial clan and the vassal state of the Dayan Dynasty.

After introducing Lu Chengfeng's identity, Yu Xuan immediately urged everyone present to follow Yan's law and follow the procedure of "dropping blood and returning home".

Yanle Gongyan Buji left a rich legacy, which is an enviable legacy. For these things left by Yan Buji, the emperor's Government may cause much trouble if it doesn't handle them properly. Therefore, the imperial court simply issued a clause of swallowing water. As long as the descendants left by Yan Buji, regardless of their origin, the first to arrive at Jidu is his successor.

Many national elders present were the people who passed this clause. So although they were surprised why Yu Xuan called them to the Imperial Palace in the middle of the night, since Yan Buji's children came to the door, it was inevitable to work overtime all night. If we don't give Lu Chengfeng blood drop identification now, wouldn't it be another big trouble if another illegitimate son of Yan Buji came to the door?

No one raised any objection. According to the pre agreed process and under the supervision of all the elders, Yu Xuan opened a secret door under the guozong mansion and took out a test tube made of transparent white crystal from the secret room with countless prohibitions.

In the test tube, half tube is made from the essence of the uninhibited blood.

Under the close surveillance of the forty-eight elders, Yu Xuan, and Yan Zhuo Hui and Yan Bu GUI, Lu Chengfeng showed his arm, carefully cut his wrist vein with a knife, and dropped three drops of sperm blood into the test tube.

The reddish medicine in the test tube suddenly turned dark cyan, and then gave off a dazzling golden light.

Yu Xuan jumped up suddenly and clapped his hands: "yes, this county... The title of Yan Yue Gong and the position of Zuo Guozheng have a master!"

Several other senior countrymen also smiled: "it's Mrs. Rongyang's child. This childhood professor is no problem. He is also the son of an aristocratic family. He happens to inherit the title of yanle Gong!"

These elders also made it clear that Lu Chengfeng was a child of an aristocratic family background, so they had no opinion that he inherited everything from Yan Buji. If the first illegitimate son of Yan Buji who came to Jicheng was born at grassroots, something might happen.

Then again, how could Yan Buji's illegitimate son, born to an ordinary civilian woman, know the news of Yan Buji's death?

Dripping blood returns to his hometown. The blood is light blue and emits a strong golden light, which proves that Lu Chengfeng is indeed Yan Buji's own son.

Yan Zhuo's face suddenly changed color. He tangled for a long time before he came up and saluted Lu, who was ecstatic.

"Sun yanzhuo, the 12th generation of the Dayan clan, met the Lord of the clan, Yan Legong!"

Yan Zhuo looked up, smiled strangely at don't beg, moved his lips and said a word silently.

"The eighteen generation of ancestors pushed them hard, comrades, voting, voting, giving awesome votes!

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