Chapter 31 Chapter Five: Shangyang Blood Five

In Shangyang Pass, the old man immediately stood on a high place, surrounded by flames.The fire light shone on his black robe, a layer of red light flowed like water waves, and the followers in black followed behind him. The fire was burning, thick black smoke rose into the sky, and the old man's robe flew against the wind, sweeping across the flames, but did not burn.The flame seemed to be afraid of him, and where the black robe swept, the flame sank.The blindfolded black horse was not afraid of the fire, it stood silently like an obsidian sculpture.The roar of tens of thousands of people suddenly exploded, rushing from a distance like a tide.The old man slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace the infinite sky.

"It's started! The fire in this troubled world is really burning beautifully." He sang in a low voice. He looked back at one of the four servants, who stepped out slowly and knelt before the old man's horse.The old man put his hands on his head: "My child, the majesty of God is with you, your soul will be immortal, walk in the sky forever, and live with the stars." The servant bowed down and kissed the stirrup shoes under the old man's black robe. Immediately, he drew out the short saber at his waist, pierced it above the forearm, and penetrated the entire forearm.Blood flowed down from the blade, and he was already holding a white porcelain bottle in his hand. He filled his own blood with the porcelain bottle, held it up respectfully, and placed it at the old man's feet.

"Go," the old man said in a low voice, "Great feats are waiting for you." The servant turned his head through the flames and strode away.The old man slapped the black horse's neck and left with the remaining three followers.Contrary to the direction in which Li Jun left the city, they headed north, where the imperial capital, Tianqi City, was located.