Chapter 19 Chapter Eighteen

Feng Jiu actually made a careful calculation in her heart. The first thing to do when leaving Fanyin Valley is to go to my aunt to sue for forgiveness.She was taken to the Nine Heavens by her aunt that day, and was abducted by the emperor on the way. There was no news for many days. Although the Bai family kept their own cubs as free animals, it is not certain that her aunt is also very worried about her these days. Go to my aunt and smooth her hair. The second thing is to revive Ye Qingti. Qingti died under the rain of the demon knife to save her. A fairy body inherited his soul, transformed this demonic energy, and then went to Yaochi to wash away the mortal dust, making him a fairy.She took his soul back then and placed it in Xie Guchen, the master of the underworld.Now she got Ping Po fruit, Ping Po fruit is life and death human flesh and bones, but the bones produced from the flesh are not a mortal body, but a fairy body, which has the magical effect of resurrecting him.In this way, after begging for mercy from aunt, you can go to Xie Guzheng to get back the soul of Ye Qiti who was entrusted to him for safekeeping.

After getting Qingti's soul, I immediately went to my grandma Fu Mi's place, this is the third thing.Although she and Dijun have become husband and wife, the marriage ceremony where all relatives are present has not yet been held.In the eyes of the emperor, this kind of empty ceremony is a piece of fiction, but in the eyes of Qingqiu's older generation, it is a big deal. She and the emperor will definitely hold another wedding ceremony.However, the emperor is not from a family, and has no power, and what's more terrible is that he can fight well. It may not be easy to pass her grandma's test.She earned the emperor with great difficulty, how can this marriage be broken in the hands of her grandma, so she has to go to her grandma's place alone to meet her and explain to her old man.

But in ancient times, there have always been many people who do not obey people's wishes. In the Xiwu Palace of His Royal Highness Prince Jiuchongtian Ye Huajun, in a gazebo, Feng Jiu's uncle, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, was unparalleled in style, and was leisurely painting in the pavilion at that time.Her aunt Bai Qianwai was flipping through a travel notebook on a couch, and her little cousin Nuomi Duanzi was sleeping soundly in her aunt's arms. She tremblingly walked over to salute her aunt, and after a big week, her uncle, the crown prince, smiled at her, but her aunt didn't even lift her eyelids, only a voice rang out from behind the travel book: "Oh, It's Feng Jiu, haven't you forgotten what important things you've been up to recently?" Aunt's tone of voice is one of no good.

She immediately shivered and whispered, "No... I don't remember." The aunt still didn't raise her eyes, and continued: "Then let me remind you, your military treasure ceremony will be in fifteen days." Bingzang gift.Her forehead hurt suddenly, and she said with a mournful face: "Auntie, can you pretend that you haven't seen me today, in fact, I won't be back until fifteen or sixteen days later?" Her aunt finally raised her eyes, with a smile in her eyes: "If you really don't come back until fifteen or six days later, then I'll take on you in your image, but since you're back, don't even think about taking advantage of it any longer." Cheap and good, there are still 15 days left, and I need to sleep less than two or three hours a day, which is enough to prepare."

She wanted to cry and said, "But I only sleep four hours a day." Her aunt looked at her sympathetically: "Ah, it's poor, but young people, it's okay to only sleep for an hour or two a day." She looked at her uncle Ye Huajun for help, and Ye Huajun put down his pen and said, "Well, it's really poor." Her eyes immediately lit up with hope, Ye Hua Jun changed a rabbit hair and said: "Fortunately you came back early, if it is seven or eight days later, you will probably have to stay up all night." The fire of hope in Feng Jiu's eyes flickered, and poof, it went out.

Although the Qingqiu Kingdom is not as onerous as the Jiuchongtian etiquette, there are still some etiquette on the surface.For example, this Bingzang ceremony.This is a ceremony that every new king must perform after he ascends the throne.The date of the new monarch's enthronement is calculated from the date of the ceremony when Emperor Baizhi co-authored the astronomy and the birthday of the new monarch.Usually a hundred years later, during this period, the new monarch must personally create a handy weapon, and hide it in the holy place of the government under his name on the day of the Bingzang Ceremony in front of the Eight Desolation Immortals, thinking that future generations will use it.For example, the Tao Zhujian in her hand is a masterpiece made by her aunt Bai Qian for her military treasure ceremony.

Ever since Fengjiu took her aunt's position as a fairy and became the Lord of the Eastern Desolation, half of the time in the past two hundred years was spent on studying, and the other half was spent on forging this magical weapon.What she forged was also a sword, because the material for the sword was taken from Hexu Mountain in the wilderness, so the name given to this sword was Hexu Sword. A few days before her aunt's wedding banquet, the Hexu Sword has actually been forged, but the sword case where the sword is stored for military storage is not yet known behind which floating cloud.What she used to think was that it was still early anyway, and she would not miss anything by playing in Jiuchongtian for a month or two after her aunt's wedding banquet.

Who would have thought that she would fall into the Fanyin Valley later on, and who would have thought that she had completely forgotten about it. If she presented a naked sword in front of Ba Huang on the salute day, her grandfather Bai Zhi Dijun would definitely skin her fox skin.Feng Jiu looked at the sky with a sigh, she didn't need to do the meticulous plan before, and making the sword box was the big thing right now.Fifteen days, fifteen days.Let's fight for the right. Fengjiu sighed and walked through the 13-day Fentuoli Pond, and happened to meet Lian Songjun, and the two left together. Lian Songjun couldn't help but care a little bit when he saw Fengjiu's mournful appearance.Feng Jiu was very touched by Lian Songjun's care, and she just told the truth what kind of debt she was carrying on her body at this time.Lian Songjun shook his fan and said with a smile: "Isn't there still an emperor in your family? Donghua's level of making sword boxes can be said to be first-rate. If he comes to do this, he will definitely be able to finish it in a day or two. You don't want to enshrine him there at such an important moment." Wouldn't it be a waste of money to use it?" He laughed and said, "If you give him a few words and he will do it for you, why should you sigh here?"

At this time, half of Feng Jiu's mind was focused on what material to choose for the sword box and what style to make. Hearing Mr. Lian Song's words, she said vaguely: "In fact, I should do my own work. I will leave this matter to you. Dijun is naturally safe, but if you rely on Dijun for everything, you won’t be able to make progress. Besides, Dijun doesn’t want me to grow up to be a waste who only depends on him. This matter can at most help me plan the progress of making the sword box, and the other things probably won’t help me. I won’t reach out to help me more.” She suddenly remembered something and suddenly said with bright eyes, “Otherwise, the Third Highness will make a bet with me to see if the emperor will take the initiative to help me. If I win, the Third Highness will give Cheng the last time. Yu Yuanjun gave me the most precious yuyu jade left over from making the short sword, and if the third highness wins, I will make a half-moon sweet and sour fish from the fat fish in Fenduoli pond and present it to the third highness."

At this time, the two of them were stepping into the palace gate, Lian Songjun put away his fan and said with a smile: "Although the bets are well-balanced, but considering your situation, it is better for me to win this bet." The fan said again, "" Well, it's not good if I win, if I eat your sweet and sour fish, Donghua will make me spit it out according to Donghua's jealousy." Feng Jiu said: "Third Highness is exaggerating by saying so, and the emperor would not be like this..." The two chatted all the way into the palace. However, although Lian Song Jun was proud of his love recently, his gambling luck was not good. After hearing about Feng Jiu's results after going to her aunt's place to beg for forgiveness, the emperor immediately wrote a pen and ink in mid-air to arrange the progress of making a sword box for her. On a pillar facing the desk in the study room, I thought about it and gave her some words of encouragement, but nothing else.

Taking advantage of Donghua's exit from the study room, Feng Jiu hurriedly cupped her hands towards Jun Lian Song, and said in a small voice with joy, "His Highness Cheng San loves you, it seems that the next fortune star enters the palace today, and he is destined to accept the Third Highness's Yu Yuyu as his wife." It's in the bag." Lian Song Jun also whispered: "I just saw that you were still full of sadness, why are you so happy at this moment, just to win me a jade?" Feng Jiu said in a low voice: "It is a fixed matter to make the sword box within fifteen days, and I can't worry about anything more. It's just a matter of relaxing and relaxing for a while. I can make the third highness's scorpion come for me." It is a surprise that my sword box has a little more brilliance, how can it not make people smile?" Outside, Donghua had ordered Chonglin to set up a chess table and two stone benches under a red leaf tree.There is Feng Jiu sitting in the study now, she wants to draw the sword box pattern in front of the desk at this time, he and Lian Song playing chess in the study will hinder her, the weather is warm today, it is good to play chess outside in the cool breeze. Chong Lin held the chess table and changed several directions, saying whether it is right for the emperor to be here, and whether it is right for the emperor to be there, but it is always wrong.Chong Lin was sweating profusely.Don't underestimate the uprightness of Immortal Zhong Lin, but Taichen Palace is known for being good at understanding the meaning of the emperor, and enjoys the reputation of being a flower of interpretation.At this time, even a table cannot be arranged according to the emperor's wishes, which puts a lot of pressure on Xie Yu Hua Zhonglin.After swaying back and forth a few more times, when Lord Chonglin was about to collapse, Fang Tingdijun said slowly: "Well, this position is good." Master Chong Lin really didn't understand, this chess table is far away from the shade of the red leaf trees, and far away from the clump of ornamental flowers, why did the emperor take a fancy to this position, when he stood up and wiped his sweat with his sleeves, he looked up and saw the study room The long desk inside, and Feng Jiu behind the desk laying paper and inkstone.Lord Chonglin suddenly realized, seeing that desk is not quite facing the door of the study, no matter what you look outside, you will not be able to enjoy it... Xie Yuhua Lord Chonglin sincerely said to the emperor: "There is a cool breeze outside. However, His Royal Highness Feng Jiu’s desk is too biased and may not be able to enjoy the cool breeze, so please move His Highness’s desk as well.” The emperor glanced at him appreciatively, and nodded in agreement: “Well, it’s good to move it.” Feng Jiu was working hard inside, and Donghua and Lian Song were working hard outside. On the chess board, there were black and white pieces. Lian Song Jun was quite emotional: "Years ago, you and I also drank and played chess in this Taichen Palace. There was once a persuasion, saying that if one day you figured it out and found a double cultivator of the emperor and empress, Zhihe would be considered good. Alas, in fact, Zhihe was a match for you, after all, it was a little bit reluctant, but at that time, I thought she was in the Taichen Palace. Many years...but you have waited for Fengjiu after all these years, and you did not wait in vain, as expected, only this one is worthy of your empress position." Donghua raised his eyebrows and said, "You were drunk before you came here today? It's rare to have a few nice words." Lian Song smiled indifferently and said, "I didn't drink the wine, but I got a bet." He added, "Although I have a good impression of Zhihe, uh, Zhihe dances well, but to discuss Beautiful and majestic, to put it bluntly, Zhihe is far inferior to Fengjiu in this regard." A white child fell down and said, "Today, I advised Fengjiu that she might as well ask you to do it for her to make the sword box, but she told her I should do my own thing, and I can't rely on you to grow into a waste. I thought it was just her talk, little girl, I always want to be pampered, I can't believe that you didn't help her. If you really didn’t feel anything, what you said was actually true.” Donghua raised his eyes to look at Feng Jiu in the study. The girl in red was concentrating on the white paper in front of her. She had a serious look on her face when she wrote the hair. One could imagine what she would look like when correcting documents in the future. The black spot in the emperor's hand fell softly Said: "Xiaobai has always been very sensible." The sensible Feng Jiu has been so busy these days that her feet never touch the ground, and the immortals have never responded that she is already sitting in the study, sitting until noon, then from noon to lighting, and then from lighting until late at night.Dijun was busy in the small garden behind. On the third day, Shen Ye moved all her outfits to the small garden, and Feng Jiu knew what the emperor was busy with in the garden these days.Looking at each other, the hexagonal pavilion in the lotus pond has completely changed its appearance. Curtains have been placed on the six sides of the pavilion to keep out the wind. The crystal table and crystal stool in the pavilion have been replaced by a long table. Thick blankets to keep your legs from getting cold while sitting on the floor. According to Chonglin, the emperor felt that the study was too restrictive, so he deliberately packed this small pavilion out to facilitate her study.On the first day Feng Jiu moved in, she felt that this small pavilion was indeed much cuter than the study.Because there are lively scenes in the garden day and night, she is tired of making boxes, and she only needs to look up to see the scenery to relieve her fatigue. When she wants to sleep, she only needs to close the six curtains to form a bedroom.Dijun's intention moved her a little. Feng Jiu eats and sleeps in this pavilion, she is sincerely busy, but she also sincerely feels that if there is a list of idle gods in Jiuchongtian, Dijun must be ranked top three.She had no choice but to stay in this pavilion because of her business, and the emperor even moved all her food and lodging to this pavilion.Although most of her tea was delivered by Dijun, and she was too busy to care about Dijun reaching out to feed her during meals, but in fact, most of the time, Dijun was reading idle books in this pavilion.Dijun sat next to her and read a book when she sketched the shape of the sword box. Dijun lay next to her and read a book when she chose the wood for the sword box. Dijun slept next to her and read a book when she dismantled the wood. She tried to roughly assemble the box of the sword box. At that time... Dijun fell asleep with a book on his face... Seeing that the ten days passed by in a flash, the box was almost completed, except for the decorative carvings on the Yuyu jade, Feng Jiu finally let go of his tendons.As soon as I was relaxed, I suddenly remembered something in my sleep this day. A few days ago, Dijun seemed to ask her when she could take him to Qingqiu to meet her parents, what did she say then?She seemed to be whittling a piece of wood at that time, and said the truth without paying attention: "When I can talk to my grandma, and then I can talk to my old man, I will take you back." She was so busy that she was dizzy at that time, but now she thought of it and immediately felt a thump in her heart, how could she have told the truth at that time.At that time, Dijun covered his face with a book, and he didn't speak for a long time, and she didn't care about it. Thinking of it now, Dijun must be angry, but Dijun didn't seem to have any abnormalities in the next few days. She couldn't help opening her eyes, and there was Dijun's peaceful sleeping face in front of her. She touched Dijun's face, and whispered guiltily: "I will definitely talk to grandma and my old man as soon as possible, and take you back to Qingqiu as soon as possible. For a few days, you can't be angry with me because of this." He patted Dijun's head lightly.After apologizing to the emperor, a big stone fell to the ground. Looking at the sky, there was still half an hour to sleep, so he buried his head in the emperor's arms to avoid the moonlight and fell asleep again. The Bingzang Ceremony was set on February 18th, Feng Jiu had worked hard for 14 days and nights, and finally at the fifth watch of the night of February 16th, he threw the carving knife into a sword box and sealed it with spiritual energy. Things. The four-foot-long Han Nan wooden box is made into a drawer box, with no trace of stitching. A group of engraved patterns of Wuhu opera are made on the bottom and sides of the box, and two Buddha bells carved from yuyu jade are inlaid on the box surface. flower.Feng Jiu is good at cooking, she often needs to carve a radish or a pumpkin in the dishes, one after another, and she also makes the patterns on the sword box very elegantly.I don't know how well this sword box is better than the weapon box made by her grandfather and uncles, but it is much better than the one made by her aunt. Feng Jiu looked at the box on the long table and felt a burst of satisfaction. She was satisfied for at least a moment, and she felt that it was almost done, and planned to go to sleep.Seeing Dijun lying next to the long table and sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he reached out and lifted the cloud quilt covering Dijun's body, and then carefully snuggled up beside him. How could I lie down for a long time but didn't feel sleepy, tossed and turned for a while, turned over again, spread the paper and picked up the pen, thought for a while and began to smear, scribbled until I yawned before finishing the pen, and was about to go to sleep again when I heard Dijun sleep A waking voice came from behind her: "I remember that you have finished the drawing work, what are you still drawing at such a late hour?" Feng Jiu loves to hear Dijun's voice just waking up, it's low and nasal, she thinks it sounds good, and wants him to say a few more words before she listens, so she doesn't speak on purpose.Because the radiance of the Ye Mingzhu was too bright to make her drowsy, she just lit a candle beside the desk, and there was only this circle of dim light in the pavilion at this time.Dijun put one hand on her shoulder and leaned over, taking advantage of the faint light of the candle to look at the drawing paper she wrote: "It looks... like a house?" Turning his head to look at her, he said, "Huh? Why don't you talk? " After being busy for more than ten days, she reflected that she had actually neglected Dijun these days, and she wanted to have a good talk with Dijun. Now that she was satisfied, she moved the candle closer and said, "I'll take a moment to finish the sword box." I can’t sleep, so I drew a picture of a bamboo building to see. I’m actually not used to living in the fox cave left by my aunt in Qingqiu. I didn’t add the bedroom between you and the little fox, so I want to draw a new one and take it to Hami Valley for him to build. Although you may only be able to stay in Qingqiu for half a year, I think..." The emperor seemed to be very interested in hearing it, raised his finger to point a spot in the painting, and said: "Is this spot for me?" Then he said, "I'm very free, Taichen Palace or Qingqiu are actually not too big. The so-called, you can always live in Qingqiu, but I thought I was staying in your room, why do you need another room?" Feng Jiu said complacently: "This is because I have thought carefully, because if we quarrel, I will drive you out, without this bedroom, you will have nowhere to sleep. Although there is actually a study room, sleeping in the study room is still troublesome." It's a bit troublesome for Migu to temporarily make your bed and quilt." Dijun said silently: "I think no matter how much I make you angry, you shouldn't drive me out." Feng Jiu waved his hand and said: "Ah, that doesn't matter, it's all trivial matters, let's not mention it for now, the important thing is to add a few rooms for the little fox cub, I plan to live at least a thousand years after the bamboo building is built. It’s eight hundred years old, so you have to carefully consider how many rooms and dormitories, how many do you think it’s better to keep?” The emperor said: "If you leave a few rooms, you will have a few children. Is that what you mean? Then it is enough to leave one room." Feng Jiu fell asleep while chatting, then came up a little bit, yawned and said: "Well, I actually wanted to keep two rooms, because there are two cubs to make it lively, but I am a little worried that the two of them will play by themselves. If you don’t want to kiss me, what should I do if my mother doesn’t play with me, like my aunt’s house only has one dumpling. The dumpling is more sticky to my aunt, I think that’s better, so this picture is also a room, since you agree..." The emperor made a decisive decision: "Then give birth to two, you don't need to touch this picture, just give them my room, that's the deal." Just after Feng Jiu yawned, she covered her mouth and said, "But..." Dijun had already blown out the candle. The gloomy light of Bodhi's past life flowers on the wall of the small garden reflected, and the pavilion was not too dark. Dijun slightly raised his hand, and the six curtains slid down to block the light. Dijun's lips paused on her forehead, Lifting the cloud quilt covering her body, she was wrapped in the quilt: "If you don't sleep, it will be dawn. After so many days, don't you feel tired?" Feng Jiu immediately forgot what she was going to say just now, and nodded vaguely while tugging at the lapel of the emperor's chest: "I didn't feel tired when I talked to you just now, but I feel tired and sleepy when the light goes out, but the sword box Did you see just now, am I doing well?" Dijun took her into his arms: "Well, I see, you did a good job." Beyond the East China Sea, amidst the wilderness, is the land of Qingqiu. The last time Qingqiu performed the Bingzang ceremony was about a hundred thousand years ago when God Bai Qian distributed the Eastern Desolation.According to historical records, the ceremony platform was built on Tangting Mountain in Donghuang at that time, and there were hundreds of grass steps made of different flowers on the platform, leading directly to the highest holy peak of Tangting Mountain.The young Lord Bai Qian was dressed in white, holding the sword box with both hands and climbing up the grass steps. When he hid the pottery cast sword on the holy peak of Tangting Mountain, his demeanor was praised by all the immortals. Tangting Mountain is worthy of being the holy mountain in the Eastern Wasteland. After hundreds of thousands of years, it is still verdant and verdant, and it does not look old.The ceremony platform on the top of the mountain, which was used for the ceremony of Bingzang, reappeared in the world when the first ray of sun shone this morning. The very spacious high platform was all made of auspicious clouds, and there was no trace of auspicious clouds in any color. The ethereal clouds and mist exude infinite immortality, which is indeed worthy of the scene of the gods saluting.Although the viewing platform on the opposite side is built with rare and ancient woods from the mountain, it is considered luxurious in theory, but compared with this cloud platform, it is also inferior. At this time, there were three people sitting on the viewing platform that had fallen down.Sitting on the right is His Royal Highness Prince Yehua from Jiuchongtian Xiwu Palace, on the left are Lian Song from Yuanji Palace and Emperor Donghua from Taichen Palace.The emperor leaned on the seat, holding a small water glass box in his hand and playing with it from time to time, and said to Lian Song: "I can understand that you came so early, just to watch the excitement, Ye Hua came so early, did he remember the wrong time?" Lian Song Jun smiled meaningfully and said: "You are considered lucky to be able to watch Feng Jiu's Bingzang ceremony in person. It is rare for them Qingqiu to have a grand ceremony when they are dressed up. The most important ceremony in their life is about It's this day. According to legend, at the ceremony of Bingzang, Bai Qian, who was still young at the time, had Wushuang's beautiful face, which turned all the immortals upside down. A few days ago, that boy Ye Hua had a drink with me, and he regretted Bai Qian very much during the conversation. He had no chance to see Qian Shangshen when she performed the Bing Zang ceremony, and could only imagine what she looked like in those days between the lines in the classics. He came at this hour today, probably because he wanted to see the place where Bai Qian performed the Bing Zang ceremony. .” Dijun cast a glance at Lord Ye Hua who was sitting across from him, looking at the cloud platform in deep thought, and suddenly said, "Tell me...what did Xiaobai look like when she was just born?" Lian Songjun choked on the tea and said, "Don't let Ye Hua hear your words, I'm sure he won't think you're trying to annoy him on purpose, and I'll definitely remember you in my heart." The glazed box shook, and the fan pointed, "What is that in your hand?" Dijun spread his hands: "What are you talking about? The snacks that Xiaobai made for me were sealed in a glass box in case they would melt in the sun." Lian Songjun felt that a thunderbolt hit him in vain on a sunny day: "Snacks? For you?" He leaned over and fixed his eyes again. There was indeed some honey sealed in the top of the box with light blue floating in the transparency, and it was made. Fox shape.Lian Songjun twitched his lips and said, "I've known you for so many years, but I don't know that you still have the habit of eating snacks. Let's not mention this for now. Fengjiu is going to give a big gift in front of thousands of immortals today, so she must be very nervous , you actually asked her to make snacks for you, are you shameless, you..." Dijun was still playing with the box, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't blame me, she slept too much during the day and couldn't sleep last night, so I got up to accompany her to do it together. Besides, the second time I see her She dared to kick the flower pot on my head, and she could still calmly blame Migu." Her eyes glanced at the Eight Desolation Immortals clustered on the 30th and 30th floors around the stand, and slowly Said, "It's just a small battle, do you think she is so nervous?" Lian Songjun deliberately put away his fan and tapped it on the palm of his hand, sighed: "Talking to you is not as interesting as talking to Yehua." Looking at the auspicious cloud rolling towards Dongtian, he said, "Those who are free The real emperor guessed that the Emperor Bai Zhi and his family should be here too, I went to sit with Ye Hua, and you should probably sit on top of it, lest all of you come here and watch you sit here and not dare to sit down." His eyes Sweeping over the high seat above, she said with a smile, "Feng Jiu and her grandfather should sit under you, oh, Feng Jiu has the guts to take you down, so she really doesn't need to be nervous on this occasion. " The celestial beings on the 30th and 30th floors below the viewing platform are little immortals from the Eight Desolations.The Bingzang Ceremony of High God Bai Qian is long gone. Most of the prehistoric immortals who have seen this ceremony have passed away, and the new generation of little immortals have only found a few records in the history books. They are fascinated by this ancient ceremony. , As early as three days ago, they had flocked into Tangting Mountain to occupy their seats.When the little gods saw the magnificence of the world reappearing in an instant, the ceremony platform made by Xiangyun once sighed contentedly, feeling that the seat was not in vain.Seeing that the three gods on the Zaozao stage have peerless appearances, and each of them is so beautiful, he sighed with satisfaction, feeling that the place was not in vain.Thinking that the ceremony has not yet started, it is already so beautiful, but when I don't know how beautiful it will be at the beginning, I sigh excitedly, feeling that the place is not in vain. It's still early to salute, and the immortals have socializing and chatting among themselves.For example, under the viewing platform, there was a little fairy from outside the valley talking to a little fairy from Qingqiu who was sitting next to him: "Dare to ask, is Xiongtai a fairy from Qingqiu? Brother, you know that among the three gods who arrived first, Who are the immortal in Xuanyi and the immortal in white?" The little fairy in Qingqiu blinked her eyes and proudly said: "The one in Xuanyi is our son-in-law of Qingqiu, His Royal Highness Ye Huajun, the Prince of Jiuchongtian, I don't know the one in white who is shaking the fan. But brother only asked me this Two gods, do you know who is the purple-clothed and silver-haired god? That god is really good-looking, but all the gods later have to pay homage to him. I think he must be a big official?" He said happily, "There are such people in the sky, just like our Highness Feng Jiu, our young Highness Feng Jiu is also a big official!" The little god outside the valley swallowed his saliva and said: "That god is bigger than your Highness Feng Jiu's officials, although I only worshiped that god once when I ascended to the sky to ask for a rank," swallowed again Swallowing, "But that is Emperor Donghua who once was the co-lord of heaven and earth, and later escaped from the Taichen Palace. The emperor's immortal life is equal to that of heaven and earth, and his immortal appearance is as bright as the sun and moon. Your Highness Fengjiu..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the staring round eyes of the little local fairy: "It's...it's Donghua Emperor? A living Donghua Emperor?" His hands were clenched into fists with excitement, "Gu... as expected, there is no white today. Take your seat!" For Qingqiu's ceremony, it has always been the rule not to post invitation cards, and if the Immortals of the Eight Desolation are willing and free, they will come as guests, and those who have no intention or time are not forced to come, this is Qingqiu's style.Even so, for what kind of occasion and what kind of specifications, it is still roughly estimated which of the gods who are ranked high in the sky and underground will come. But today they Qingqiu made this ceremony, why Emperor Donghua would appear here, Qingqiu's head family Bai Zhidijun felt that he didn't understand.Bai Zhi asked his friend Zheyan Shangshen, who was the most knowledgeable about gossip news, for advice, but Zheyan Shangshen expressed in a daze that he didn't understand it either. Lian Song Jun sat beside Ye Hua Jun and endured quite a hard time, and said to Ye Hua resentfully, "Why don't they come to ask me?" Holding a teacup, Lord Ye Hua raised his eyebrows and said, "I heard from Qianqian that Chengyu hates people who like to gossip about others." Lian Songjun immediately sat upright: "Oh, I just occasionally want to help others. Looking at them at this time, they may not really need my help." Bai Qian, who was belatedly leading the glutinous rice dumplings, looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "What are you talking about?" Lian Songjun smiled and said: "Yehua, he is trying to recall your demeanor back then." Bai Qian took a cup of tea to moisten her throat, followed Ye Huajun's scorching eyes to look at the little fairies in the audience, and said slowly: "I was actually a little smaller than you are now, but I am more handsome than you are now." But not as ostentatious as you are now." Tuanzi immediately echoed pretending to be old-fashioned: "Hey, father, you are indeed too ostentatious, it is not good to be so ostentatious, not good." Lian Songjun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You two are ten miles away, and each of you is five miles away. I think they complement each other. In fact, no one needs to blame the other." Lord Ye Hua said calmly, "Third Uncle, did you ever occupy half of Chengyu's ten miles of peach blossoms?" Lian Songjun laughed dryly and said, "I provoked someone today, and there will be no good things to say..." The sunlight passes through the clouds, enveloping everything in Tangting Mountain in a golden light, which shows the auspicious aura of the mountain even more.A few sounds of music sounded softly, and suddenly a magic circle appeared on Yun Zhengxiawei's ceremony platform, formed by ten immortals holding swords, in order to test whether the weapons hidden today were qualified enough to be hidden in the holy mountain. In other words, Feng Jiu needs to carry the newly cast Hexu sword to pass through this magic circle. If she can pass, she can step on the hundred grass steps to hide the sword in the holy peak. If she can't pass, she can only do divination again. A hundred years later, a Bingzang ceremony will be performed.Not to mention the complete destruction of the century-old sword-making here, it would be embarrassing, that's why Lian Song Jun guessed that Feng Jiu must be nervous today.The reason why this grand ceremony is more solemn than the marriage ceremony of the new monarchs is also because it is strict to the new monarchs. Feng Jiu and her father Bai Yi are today's officiant.Feng Jiu hid behind a cloud in mid-air, watching her father chattering on the stage, and only waited for her father to finish chatting so that she could fly off the stage, and she took advantage of her father's chatter because she stood tall No, but there is still a righteous servant Mi Gu chattering next to his ears. Migu hugged her sword box, looked at the ten-member magic circle behind Bai Yi worriedly, and couldn't help saying: "Your Highness, take it easy later, in fact, it doesn't matter if you can't pass this magic circle, at your highness's age There has never been Qingqiu who performed this ceremony before, although it is not appropriate for a courtier to say this, but the emperor has indeed pushed His Highness into a hurry on this matter..." Migu's words went into Feng Jiu's left ear and came out of her right ear.At that time, her eyes were on her grandfather and Emperor Donghua on the viewing platform, and a light of inspiration suddenly appeared in her heart.She thinks that her grandfather is the biggest family member in Qingqiu. If her marriage with Donghua can be explained to her grandfather, will she still need to convince her grandma, her old man and his old lady one by one? Grandpa is the final word man!But how to convince grandpa? Grandpa doesn't like polite manners, maybe you should tell grandpa directly, "Grandpa, I have found a husband, the Emperor Donghua who is sitting on top of you today, please allow us to get married." Too blunt? In the past, my aunt taught her how to persuade people, what did my aunt say?Oh, by the way, my aunt said, if you want to persuade a person, it’s best to have a little relationship with him first in the conversation. It’s better if you can evoke some memories in him. A show of loyalty is even better.When she thought of this, she was greatly taught, so she changed the slightly blunt persuasive words just now in her heart, and then said silently: "Grandpa, I found a husband, the one who is sitting on top of you today." Hua Dijun, I heard that he was a classmate of your grandfather when he was in school, and you have fought under him to earn a living!" Well, the relationship is established, and the memory and intimacy are also there. As for loyalty... "I I will be filial to you, Grandpa, with him in the future, and I beg Grandpa to allow our marriage!" Well, there should be loyalty. Just as she was thinking about the important point, Migu beside her pulled her sleeve: "Your Highness, the time has come, it's time to enter the magic circle." Migu told her again: "If we can't pass, we will pass, and we are not afraid of people's jokes, so don't force your way!" Feng Jiu wanted to keep her ears clean, so she murmured.But she doesn't really agree with Migu's opinion.Of course, she is not good at learning Taoism, Buddhist scriptures, Fu and articles. When it comes to fighting with a sword, she is the best among the gods in Qingqiu who are about her age. Migu's worry is actually a vain worry. As soon as Bai Yi stepped down from the ceremony stage, there was a wonderful sound in the air, and the magic circle on the stage immediately came out. Behind a cloud in the sky, a silver light of a sharp sword unsheathed suddenly appeared, splitting the golden cloud layer, and he was covered in red. The girl in the clothes came with a sword and the wind, and entered the magic circle in an instant. On the high seat, Dijun, who had been playing with his candy fox box from boredom, changed his sitting position and raised his head slightly. In the magic circle, red and white sword shadows filled the sky for a while, and the sky and the earth were silent, but the sound of weapons clashing was endless.Within a dozen or so moves, the figure in red with the Hexu sword had managed to break through the formation three times, but it was a pity that at critical moments, a hundred people suddenly appeared in the magic circle with only ten people, forming an impenetrable shield The wall can properly block the person who wants to offend. The little gods in the audience, especially the local little gods in Qingqiu, all broke into a cold sweat for their little emperor. This formation is the beginning of the Bingzang ceremony in the prehistoric era. Emperor Baizhi personally planted a spell on Tangting Mountain with 10% of his divine power. When the auspicious cloud ceremony platform is opened, this technique will also automatically open and form an unbelievable formation. The expected array.Feng Jiu frowned, just now she made a sharp sword move that was like a move, and she planned to attack quickly, because in the first move, she had already detected that the ten immortals who formed the formation were actually under her with their swords , thinking of using a quick word to solve it, so as to pass the formation in one fell swoop, but I don't want to think that the subtlety of this formation is not how the people who form the formation use swords, but that at every critical moment, there are always hundreds of figures suddenly appearing Come and stop her from passing. What a Wentun bureau. It's impossible to delay the time like this slowly. Since the last time my aunt entered the formation, the ten immortals who formed the formation have slept for 100,000 years. Just to make things difficult for her today, they are naturally more energetic than her. It seems that we still need to find a way to attack in one go.Grandpa planted this spell, although the magic circles produced are different every time, but there are always ten immortals forming the formation. It doesn't make sense that it's her turn to suddenly recruit a hundred people to form the formation. She has become a talent but it is not enough to see this, her eyelids twitched, so to speak... the extra shadows of a hundred people can only be phantoms. For some reason, when I thought of this, I couldn't help but glanced at the high seat of the viewing platform, and saw the emperor sitting on the first seat, meeting her gaze, with an unexplained smile on the corner of his lips, with two fingers at the end of his eyes Clicked a little.She was dazed, and the sharp swords of the immortals all attacked. She took a deep breath and stepped back a few feet. For a moment, the snow pile in the half courtyard made by the emperor in the blast courtyard in the Sanskrit Valley appeared in her mind. There are a few smoky old apricot trees beside Shizhuan Forest. When she practiced sword blindfolded, Di Jun liked to lie under the apricot trees and drink tea.Yes, eyes. Fengjiu's mother was next to Fengjiu's grandma, the eagerness in her eyes was higher than Nanshan and deeper than the sea: "Jiu'er, why did she encounter such an unlucky magic circle? I might not be able to break through this magic circle. How old is Jiu'er and how deep his cultivation is, mother, how good is this, how good is this?" Fengjiu's grandma's eyes flashed brightly, and she said with great intentions: "It's better if you can't pass it. As a mother, I never agree with your father-in-law's opinion. The girl's family should be raised like jewels and treasures, marry a good husband and do a good job." People, it is easy to inherit what kind of ancestral property and what kind of throne. These are the reasons why you left Jiuer to your parents-in-law for a while when you were young. If you gave Jiuer to your mother to take care of her back then, it would not be like this. Today's men have Any woman who likes to dance guns and stick sticks, let's say your sister-in-law Bai Qian, didn't she marry a good family because she didn't use guns or stick sticks in recent years? Who else dares to marry her among the young heroes?" Two tears came out of Fengjiu's mother's eyes and she said, "My husband said that one of the most important reasons why my father-in-law did this formation was to evaluate the new king and encourage them to work hard after they ascended the throne. If Jiu'er doesn't pass this time, father-in-law She must have thought that she was not motivated enough, and she would be punished no matter what, but according to her mother, if Jiu'er was unable to marry a good family after this time, then it would be a dilemma, how good this is, how good this is... ..." Feng Jiu's grandma waved her hand, and said with a final word: "Her grandpa wants to punish her, you just try to persuade her grandpa, this is worse than her marrying a good family?" Turning her head back to the Xiangyun reception platform, her words were gratifying Said, "Fortunately, Jiu'er is also fighting for her strength today, showing her weakness quite well. You can see how cute the tricks she hid just now. Judging from the situation, the defeat should be..." The words "it's a foregone conclusion" contain In Fengjiu's grandma's lips, for a long while, her grandma froze and pointed to the Xiangyun platform, her whole body trembling like a dry leaf in the autumn wind, "She...how did she pass?!" How Feng Jiu broke this formation, Feng Jiu's grandma was too busy admonishing her mother to see clearly, but the immortals on the viewing platform and the little gods below the stage could see clearly. The little princess had just seen that she had been forced to the side of the Xiangyun Terrace, and when their hearts were in their throats, she suddenly withdrew her sword and cut off a piece of her sleeve, stretched out her hand and tied it to her eyes .When everyone was wondering, she raised her sword and rushed towards the magic circle without hesitation. The fight was more fluid than when she was seeing things with her eyes. Within three moves, she made another opportunity to break into the formation, and waited for the formation to stand still. However, when the shadow of a hundred people appeared, she moved her sword slightly to the right, and before everyone could react, she had already broken through the phantom and stood on the other side of the formation, breaking the formation. The young little Diji stood with her sword in her hand, tore off the red satin that bound her eyes, and looked up at the high platform where the ceremony was being watched. Her unpainted face was flushed red from the fight just now, but her eyes were clear and bright. Lo and behold It flashed somewhere, and then retracted in an instant. Normally, he looked out of tune, but when he encountered such a troublesome magic circle, and was under the eyes of the gods of the wilderness, he did not show any timidity, he advanced and retreated calmly, and there was silence on and off the stage In the middle, he calmed down the situation steadily, and he could put his sword back into its sheath calmly, and let out a soft breath: "Finally, I can show off the sword box I made this year." In the ceremony of Bing Zang, the sword case of the sword is only used when one steps up the hundred grass steps to the holy peak to hide the sword in the last stage. If you can’t even pass the sword test circle, the sword case will indeed be useless. It's time. Feng Jiu raised her hand and made a light move, a golden light flashed in the sky immediately, and it stopped firmly in front of her, a long and narrow sword box faintly floated in the golden light, the Hexu sword suddenly sounded a sword sound, the sword box opened in response, and instantly The three-foot Qingfeng has been included in it. The chief priest, Bai Yi, paid homage to the holy peak: "Please use Hexu, hide this pavilion, and your martial virtue will last forever, and protect me in the Eastern Wasteland." The sacred peak where the sword was hidden in front of the altar burst open with the eulogy, and the red-clothed Diji raised her arms high, with a solemn expression on her face, she held the sword case firmly on her forehead, and walked up to the hundred grass steps step by step.All the immortals of the Eastern Wilderness also bowed down together, and the sound of congratulations shook the sky for a while: "Young Monarch, great virtuous man, who has become this divine weapon, please use it to unite and hide this pavilion. His martial virtue will last forever, and protect me in the Eastern Wilderness." The sound of the eulogy resounded all over Qiongshan Ruilin for a long time. Lian Song Jun came to Tangting Mountain this time, one was to follow Cheng Yuyuan Jun who came to watch the fun, and the other was to watch the fun by himself. Because the purpose is very clear, Mr. Lian Song really got a lot of good news today. For example, just now, when he changed the fan in his hand, he saw the small movement of the little fox and Donghua, separated by mountains and rivers.The people around naturally didn't notice, but Lian Songjun was so sharp-eyed and careful, he naturally saw Feng Jiu and she turned her eyes to the viewing platform as soon as she broke the formation, while the most honored emperor on the stage changed his left hand to support his chin. Watching her make a mouth gesture indifferently, but this mouth shape clearly means "beautiful beating", a smug smile formed on the corner of the little fox's mouth, and he tried his best to force the smile back, and carefully looked away On the Hexu sword, while waiting for her father's eulogy, she pretended to be unintentional and glanced around to see if anyone was paying attention to them. This kind of flirting with the person he likes in public, the playboy Lian Songjun looked back and thought that he had never done it before, and suddenly felt that it was a waste of the name of a lover, so he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the edge of the viewing platform and sit together On the bodies of all the little fairies in heaven, Cheng Yuyuanjun's shadow was picked out.Since Mr. Cheng Yuyuan took root in the chair on the edge of the platform, he has been discussing with Mr. Si Mingxing next to him how many ways to eat walnuts. Lian Songjun stared blankly at that figure for a long time, a little sentimental and melancholy. Lian Songjun was feeling melancholy, he looked up and saw under the sun, a thick cloud slowly drifting over.When he realized who was hiding behind this thick cloud, he immediately stopped feeling depressed.Today in this kind of battle, there is still someone who comes to make trouble. Lian Songjun sat in the seat with a fan, thinking it was a bit interesting. At that time, Feng Jiu was pushing the Hexu sword into the holy peak.At the time when I hadn't lost my hand, I couldn't help but slow down when I saw this thick cloud that was getting closer.Just at this moment, a laugh came from behind the thick cloud: "Sure enough, it's a grand gathering for all the gods to share, but the ceremony of His Royal Highness Fengjiu, according to Nie's humble opinion, seems to be missing one more thing." Steps." The fog and shadow dispersed, and a man in a big yak with silk reeling sable hair was holding a stove in his hand, surrounded by a group of attendants and floating above the clouds with smiles. There is only one person in this world, Feng Jiu can't help but feel hot for him when he sees it, and this person is Nie Chuyin, the Demon Lord of Xuan.Appearing at this place at this moment and making such a call, Nie Chuyin clearly came to kick the hall.But all the elders of the Bai family were there, and Feng Jiu felt that she, a junior, didn't need to force her to stand out at this time, so she put away her sword box and raised her eyes to look at her father Bai Yi. Among the elders in Qingqiu, her father is the one who takes the face off the most. Miao Le on the stage stopped, and her father Bai Yi had a spring-like expression on his face: "I have heard that the demons are always unrestrained and informal. But I don’t think that the Xuanzhi Demon Lord’s faction is very respectful of etiquette, today we Qingqiu performed an ancient ceremony on our own land, and it’s too embarrassing for the Xuanzhi Demon Lord to come here to mention a few points.” Nie Chuyin's eyes moved slightly, but he still said with a smile on his face: "Shangshen Baiyi's words are wrong, and he really killed Nie by mentioning two words, but Nie had watched two prehistoric eras in Qingqiu. It’s nothing more than admiration in my heart. I especially remember that after the sword test in the past, there was a competition, and people of the same generation were allowed to challenge the new Lord of Desolation. Hidden ceremony, but you just hid the sword after trying the sword?" What exactly Nie Chuyin was thinking, the gods who watched the ceremony were still at a loss, and what was clear was already clear. Qingqiu's Bingzang ceremony in the past did have a competition with the new king, all immortals of the same generation can challenge the new king, if they lose to the new king, they lose, it's nothing, but if they win, they can win Jun a promise.According to legend, Emperor Baizhi set up two rings to test swords and compare swords. The first ring is to encourage the new emperor to make progress after he ascends the throne, and the second ring is to encourage Bai Jiaerlang to stand out among his peers since he was a child.Because if you can't get this first prize, you have to make a promise as the new king, and the price is too high. Therefore, although all the cubs of the Bai family were raised in free range, they eventually became talents one by one.All four of Bai Zhidijun's sons have been tortured like this. When it was the turn of the youngest daughter Bai Qian, because the empress couldn't bear it, she pityed her as a daughter, and went to cry in front of Bai Zhidijun every day. After crying for two months, Bai Zhidijun cried a little. With a heart of compassion, he cut off the sword-fighting part of the ceremony of Bingzang, and tacitly agreed that if there is another female monarch in Qingqiu, the ceremony of Bingzang can cut off the part of sword-fighting compared to men. Zheyan Shangshen turned slightly to ask Emperor Bai Zhi who was sitting beside him: "The Bing Zang ceremony is a traditional gift after the new emperor ascends the throne, if there is any change in the rules, it must be changed in Qingqiu's book of ceremonies before it can be used again. Bahuang can count, you won't keep forgetting to change it?" Emperor Bai Zhi stroked his forehead and said: "You know that Qingqiu is not very polite, I really forgot about it." Zheyan Shangshen said again: "Then... people of the same generation who can challenge the new king, have you also forgotten that only Qingqiu's protoss are limited?" Emperor Bai Zhi said vaguely: "The previous few ceremonies were all in the prehistoric and ancient times, when the world was simple and simple, how could the demons have the heart to take advantage of me, and my negligence on this matter is not unexpected." Zheyan Shangshen sighed and said, "Because of your forgetting words and your negligence, you can't say that today you want to ask Nie Chuyin for a big deal, and you can't tell him anything because of emotion and reason." Emperor Bai Zhi frowned and said: "He is seventy to eighty thousand years older than Jiu Yatou. If he is compared with Jiu Yatou in the end, wouldn't it be bullying children to make a joke? I don't think he would have such a face. Among the entourage he brought, I don't think so. Who can beat Jiu Yatou." Zheyan Shangshen didn't answer any more, the two of them each took a cup of tea to moisten their throats, and turned their gazes to the cloud in mid-air, just when they heard Nie Chuyin say: "Since the rules of Bingzang rituals in Qingqiu's ceremony book have not changed, Today there should be a sword competition, Nie has heard that His Highness Feng Jiu's swordsmanship is superb, and Nie is also a person who is obsessed with swordsmanship, I wonder if I can learn two moves with His Highness?" Bai Yi's face, which was still like Mu Chunfeng just now, immediately turned into a layer of autumn frost: "Even if there is a sword competition, the devil and the young girl are not equal to each other, so why talk about fighting each other, please respect yourself." Seeing that Bai Yi was forced to get angry during his conversation, Nie Chuyin smiled sincerely: "His Royal Highness Feng Jiu is the grandson of Qingqiu, and Nie is also the third generation of the devil. From this position, Nie His Royal Highness Feng Jiu is indeed of the same generation. Nie is only obsessed with swordsmanship, and sincerely competes with His Royal Highness Feng Jiu. Although it is a competition, but after being a demon, Nie is definitely not someone who can't afford to lose. Could it be His Royal Highness Feng Jiu? After becoming a protoss, is he someone who can't afford to lose?" Counting from Qingjiang, Nie Chuyin should indeed be regarded as the third generation of Demon Lord, but the position of Demon Lord has always been based on fists rather than blood. According to this, it is far-fetched for him and Feng Jiu's peers, but even if it is far-fetched, seriously Going to argue is a failure.Furthermore, it was originally a competition within the clan, but what he said became a contest between the two clans. Although the two clans of gods and demons have cultivated good-neighborliness and friendship in recent years, there was a gap at the root. Look, Feng Jiu can get on or not. Some of the gods watching the ceremony were sincerely worried, and some were watching the show well.The former is headed by Cangyi Shenjun, who has secretly longed for Fengjiu to this day, and the latter is headed by Princess Zhihe, the righteous sister of Emperor Donghua. Zheyan Shangshen glanced at the situation in front of him, then glanced helplessly at Emperor Bai Zhi and said, "Look, you miscalculated once again, in ancient times, those who achieved great things didn't care much about their face, and face is really dispensable, Nie Chu Yin, he is so determined and shameless that he has decided to use the strong to bully the weak to fight Jiu Yatou. He presumably wants to make a promise from Qingqiu that he can use it when he achieves great things. It's a pity that you have always been shameless I have no choice but to swallow this boring loss in my stomach, so let Jiu Yatou come on stage and try to fight him twice." Emperor Bai Zhi put the teacup on the table and said, "Let Jiu girl go up and have a couple of tricks with him before we talk about it." While talking, he nodded to Bai Yi. Bai Yi got his father's attitude, and with Nie Chuyin's more sincere smile, he called Feng Jiu down from the top of the grass steps with a face full of frost. Compared with the grief and indignation that his father had suffered and could not confide in, Feng Jiu seemed very calm.Everyone in the audience, except for some ignorant little gods, looked at her full of expectations, and those who were a little bit more sensible knew that she could never beat Nie Chuyin. My heart is very calm. Feng Jiu calmly opened the sword case, drew out the Hexu sword calmly, and calmly greeted Nie Chuyin, who was also holding a sword in his hand, and said, "Let me teach you." This kind of opponent is not You can meet them at any time, even if you are destined to lose, if you fight well, you will definitely gain something. On the stage, sword flowers flew all over the place, and the long sword moved like a frightening bird, like a dragon swimming, and occasionally sparks flew when the sword struck.After the tenth move, Nie Chuyin's iron sword was directly in front of Feng Jiu's throat, and a drop of sweat slipped from Feng Jiu's forehead to his cheek.After all, the disparity in strength was too great, so Nie Chuyin retracted his sword and put it back into its sheath, pretending to be regretful in his mouth: "It was Nie who saw His Highness's swordsmanship, the sword of the gods, but that's all." Under the stage, Bai Yi's sword eyebrows were clustered high, and he gritted his teeth and said to Bai Zhi: "Are you going to let him take advantage of me and humiliate me Qingqiu like this?" 80,000 years old, three rounds older than Feng Jiu, but after all, he is the same generation, and he beat Feng Jiu within ten moves, Feng Jiu is really convinced." Nie Chuyin's smile froze in the corner of his eyes for a moment: "Your Highness is very eloquent, but since Nie won this match, the winner is king and the loser is Kou, His Highness is a trustworthy person, so he will not rely on the promise made to Nie." ..." Before the word Nuo touched the ground, a voice suddenly sounded from the viewing platform: "Wait a minute." Everyone's eyes shifted to the place where the voice was spoken, and the one who spoke was a blue-robed fairy with a kind face, but it was actually Han Shan Daoist under Nu Wa's seat. Immortal Hanshan has been under the seat of Empress Nuwa for tens of thousands of years. Although his rank is not high, but because he is in charge of the marriage matchbook of the gods, his colleagues who are immortals all bow their hands when they see him, avoid the word Hanshan, and call him politely "Real people".When the gods get married and offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, the wedding ceremony is burned to this real person, and he is required to record it in the book, which is considered a serious marriage.It stands to reason that this real person has nothing to do with this Bingzang ceremony, and the real Hanshan, who has no connection, is standing at the most remote and innermost position on the right side of the ceremony platform, looking slightly towards the ceremony platform. Clasping hands: "Although Xiaoxian is ignorant and ignorant, she also knows that Qingqiu Bingzang's gift and sword competition is a link for the new monarch and his wife to advance and retreat together. It seems to be too early to ask His Royal Highness Feng Jiu for Qingqiu's promise in that level." There was a moment of silence in the audience, followed