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Chapter 347: The birth of a daughter, the coming of purple air from the east, and the auspicious divine phoenix
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

In this year, the Great Yan Dynasty stationed troops in the Nanli Dynasty, the Jinwu Kingdom, and the Song Dynasty, becoming the true overlord of Middle-earth.

At the instruction of Lu Mingyuan, the Great Yan court established the Southern and Northern capitals.

The northern capital was called Dijing, and the southern capital was named Shengjing.

Its main purpose is to consolidate its rule.

Nandu was originally named Luochuan Prefecture. It was the only way to the Western Wilderness. It was a huge city with many connections.

It can make up for the defect in north-south distance.

Some scholars speculated that the court established Shengjing, the southern capital, in order to recruit soldiers and build military towns in preparation for unifying the country.

Others believe that Shengjing was responding to another force, Nanyan.

This year, the dormant ninth prince Lu Yunhuang finally showed his claws. This prince with the destiny of a hidden dragon finally proclaimed himself emperor and founded a country in Southern Zhou. He changed the country's name to Nanyan and called himself the Emperor of Nanyan.

Lu Yunhuang's founding of Nanyan was actually within Lu Mingyuan's expectations.

His younger brother, although seemingly inconspicuous, is actually very hidden. He is the last disciple of Xun Yu, the former national teacher of Southern Zhou.

Lu Guangjing was so talented, but was abandoned by Xun Yu. This shows how high hopes were placed on Lu Yunhuang.

How could such a person be willing to be inferior to others? He would definitely set up his own business.

In response, the imperial court remained calm and did not rush to send troops to attack.

Instead, he immediately issued a manifesto to denounce Nan Yan's orthodoxy.

Da Yan is the orthodox destiny.

Call on all countries in the world to launch a crusade against.

Within the Great Yan Dynasty, all attention was focused on improving strength, upgrading armaments, and recruiting tributes.

As some people say, perhaps Dayan is really preparing to unify the world.

This year, Mr. Shui Jing, who was known as a pure scholar, accepted the recruitment of the Great Yan Dynasty and became a first-class minister of the dynasty.

This year, Wensheng came out of retirement and opened Wencan Academy, which was located in Shengjing.

As soon as Wencan Academy was established, students from all over the world flocked to it.

Confucian temples have given it ample publicity and encouraged their disciples to leave the world to practice Buddhism.

In the entire Middle-earth, only the Dawu Dynasty, the Sui Dynasty, and the Silver Frost Empire were still struggling. They united together and tried to resist the attack of the Dayan Army.

Several great cave-sky masters, led by the Wanluo Sword Sect, as well as Buddhist temples, expressed their willingness to stand on the side of the Great Sui Dynasty and resolutely resist the brutal atrocities of the Great Yan Dynasty.

It was also in this year that the queen of the Great Yan Dynasty was twelve months pregnant with a daughter who was about to be born.

The Great Yan Dynasty will welcome its first candidate for the throne.

Imperial City.

It is still chilly in spring. Even though the New Year has passed, there is still some residual chill in the capital city. The imperial capital city is still bustling at noon.

Peddlers set up stalls and shouted, disciples of the martial arts master performed the art of breaking stones with their chests, and everyone was welcome to sign up to learn martial arts. The handsome scholar saw the prostitute at the window of the brothel making faces and looking very pretty, but he could only shake his head secretly because he had no money.

The storytellers in the restaurant bring a lot of fun and stories to everyone every year.

Which geniuses will emerge in the world of cultivation this year? What will be the final outcome of the monk from the Jinguang Temple and the green snake demon? In which direction will the world situation develop? The drinkers who are eating and chatting can only listen to these things to kill time.

On this day, a young man wearing linen clothes and cloth shoes, carrying a sword case on his back, stepped into the capital.

Use a pair of clear and innocent eyes to observe this place known by the world as the city that never sleeps and the prosperous capital.

"Sir, please come this way."

"Hey, where are you going, sir?"

"The food and wine at my Zuihualou are truly amazing. Would you like to try it, young master?"

The young man passed by an antique brothel and had never seen such a scene before. All he saw were beautiful women with their collars lowered, revealing large areas of white cleavage, fair skin, beautiful faces, and slender legs.

Is this the big world?
"Don't look at what is indecent, don't look at what is indecent"

The young man muttered something to himself as he rushed out of this crowded place. He was very agile and managed to pass through the armpits of the crowd.

He ran to the door of a pharmacy where there were few people around and stopped, panting.

Outside a drugstore, an old fortune teller was sitting. He stared at the young man for a long while, then exclaimed in amazement:

"Young man, the sword box on you doesn't look like an ordinary item. Where did you get it from?"

The young man was alert when he saw someone talking to him, and he said vaguely, "Northland."

But the fortune-teller just counted with his fingers, stroked his beard and nodded slowly:
"I didn't expect it to be on the other side of the Great Wall in the North."

"how do you know?"

The young man looked surprised. He didn't know how the fortune teller knew so much about his background.

The fortune-teller smiled and said, "Tell me your name and why you came to the capital, and I will tell you."

"My name is Lu Feng, and my uncle asked me to come and live with my relatives."

Lu Feng looked carefully at the fortune teller's stall, which had everything including yellow talismans, copper coins, and peach wood swords.

"relative?"

The fortune-teller said with interest: "Your uncle was able to allow you to travel thousands of miles to the capital alone. This relative must be of great importance."

"You haven't told me the truth yet, why do you know my background?"

Lu Feng was unyielding and kept asking.

The fortune-teller smiled proudly: "The truth? This is easy. I am a wandering Taoist priest. As long as I know your karma and fate, I can figure it out."

"You can figure it out, so why are you asking me?"

Lu Feng tightened the sword case strap on his shoulder and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

The fortune-teller quickly stopped the other person and said with a smile:
"I see that you have excellent physique and talent, and are a good material for practicing martial arts and cultivating immortality. Why don't you come with me?"

"No." Lu Feng was not interested.

He received instructions from Uncle Zhao and had to find the designated person, so it was naturally impossible for him to follow the old Taoist.

Seeing that he was not interested, the fortune-teller suddenly became anxious and tried to persuade him:

"Can your relative be compared with the Zique Mountain behind me?"

"Let me be frank with you. I am actually the headmaster of Zique Mountain. Have you ever heard of the Sankui Zhenjun of Zique Mountain? He is also a famous figure in the Taoist sect. It is your blessing to be my disciple."

"Oh."

Lu Feng had never studied the forces in the world or the realm of cultivation, so he just treated it as a place name, his face showed no ripples, he responded lightly and continued to move forward.

The fortune-teller continued earnestly, "Do you know what the concept of a master is? What is the status of a master in a dynasty? He is an existence beyond the material world."

"Hey, the guy who's setting up the stall over there, do you have a business permit issued by the government?"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by a group of sword-carrying guards wearing silver dragon boots and flying fish uniforms who came forward.

"It's Imperial Capital's brocade clothes."

The fortune teller frowned.

"What is the Imperial Capital Clothes?"

Lu Feng asked curiously.

"The Imperial Capital Jinyi comes from the Mingdeng Division, which is the supervisory department of Dayan. Officials are afraid of them. They are also the emperor's personal guards who manage the security of the capital."

The fortune-teller finished his explanation quickly, and then muttered, "Is it because today is the day when the queen gives birth, so the security in the capital is so strict?"

Then he put on a smiling face, greeted him, and bowed:

"My dear officials, I have just arrived in the Imperial Capital and I don't know the rules. Please forgive me."

The commander of the Lighting Division didn't care about his chattering, he just took out the shackles and handcuffs, and said coldly: "Rules are rules, go to the sky prison, detain, and let the leader come to redeem the person."

"The emperor has announced that the immortals of various religions who set up stalls without a license in the imperial capital are robbing the incense fortune of Da Yan and are smuggling."

Seeing the Taoist fortune teller flatter him, Lu Feng was submissive and shook his head slowly, saying, "You still say you are some kind of True Lord, you are such a coward."

Unexpectedly, this sentence was heard by the commander of the Lighting Division. His eyes immediately became extremely sharp and pointed directly at the fortune-teller: "Are you a true master of a sect? Then we need to investigate further. Are you a spy sent by other dynasties?"

The fortune-teller Taoist priest was also furious when he saw that Lu Feng was so dishonest.

Seeing that he was really going to be arrested by these imperial guards, he immediately changed his expression and said seriously:
"I am the head of a sect, how dare you mortals act so presumptuously!"

The sound was accompanied by rolling sound waves, which pushed back all the people who came forward with knives.

The fortune-teller Taoist shouted without saying anything else.

Start running immediately.

These guys look weak and have little cultivation, but they have the entire Great Yan Dynasty behind them.

Today, the Great Yan Dynasty is so powerful that it is not easy to offend.

If you offend, you will suffer no good consequences.

"In Imperial Capital City, even if you are a dragon, you have to lie prone, and if you are a phoenix, you have to coil up."

The fortune-telling Taoist priest transformed into a wisp of breeze and was about to leave the imperial capital.

In the imperial city, a vague and indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

At the top of the entire palace, it seemed as if a long rainbow that penetrated the world had emerged!
"Zheng!"

It was just this ray of rainbow light that reached the sky and instantly killed the fortune-telling Taoist priest!

At some point, a middle-aged man with one arm and a sword on his back stood in front of Lu Feng.

"Meet Zuo Gongfeng."

Seeing this, the Jinyi officers from the Mingdeng Department on both sides saluted.

The middle-aged swordsman said calmly, "He was put in jail, but he still tried to escape. He will be severely punished and his crime will be aggravated."

"Yes!"

Even Ming Deng Si did not dare to neglect this middle-aged man.

You must know that the other party was invited back from the Taoist sect by His Majesty himself to serve as a worshiper.

He is known as the number one worshiper in Taoism.

The strength is even more unfathomable.

The old Taoist who just claimed to be a true master was directly killed.

This means that his strength is at least at the immortal level, and he is a land immortal.

Zuo Renxian cast his gaze on Lu Feng, and saw the sword box behind him. A look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes, and then he said:

"You are from the North?"

"Yes."

Lu Feng knew that this person should be the person in charge of the court, so his tone immediately became more polite: "Yulu Pass, Qingping Town."

Zuo Renxian seemed to understand something and saw through the story. He nodded and said, "So that's how it is."

"I'll take you to meet someone."

Lu Feng said with some hesitation: "My uncle told me to wait in a place called Qingzhu Hall."

Zuo Renxian smiled slightly when he heard the name:
"Come with me, you'll know when you get there."

Lu Feng followed the middle-aged swordsman forward, gradually approaching the imperial city. Seeing many patrolling black-armored imperial guards, he couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Senior, what day is today? Why is the atmosphere so solemn?"

Zuo Renxian explained, "Today is the day the queen gives birth. The crown prince of a country may be established. Your Majesty attaches great importance to this matter."

If he were an ordinary person, he would not talk about these nonsense with the other party.

But Lu Feng is different, his identity is too special.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Lu Feng nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment.

A large hall in the imperial palace was filled with palace maids and midwives.

A handsome young man in a dragon robe was pacing back and forth behind the curtain, clenching his hands and feeling very nervous.

"Your Majesty, don't be nervous. The Queen has a high level of cultivation and a good physique. There shouldn't be any accidents."

Beside him stood a beautiful palace maid with almond-shaped eyes and dressed in purple, who comforted him in this way.

"Ziyun, it's easy for you to say that. There are only a few moments like this in life. It's normal for Your Majesty to be nervous, okay?"

The other woman who looked like a maid in red palace clothes with a teardrop mole on the corner of her eye smiled gently.

The woman in red palace dress has a slim figure, a slender waist, and extremely long legs, which seem like they can be played with for a long time.

The young man in the dragon robe patted the woman in the red palace dress on her buttocks and scolded her with a smile: "Ziyun, Hongwan, you guys, as always, like to gossip. If you were in the birthing hall, you wouldn't say such things."

"What a pity, we are not destined to conceive a dragon seed." Ziyun's voice was still so delicate and gentle, with a hint of babyishness.

"Your Majesty is very busy and has almost no time to rest. I'm afraid he has forgotten about us." Hong Wan acted as if she was sad, looking very touching.

This was just a joke though.

However, Lu Mingyuan took it seriously. He reflected on it and said seriously, "I will spend some time with you guys after I finish this."

Ziyun and Hongwan looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. It was obvious that they were a little touched in their hearts.

"Your Majesty has this intention, and we are satisfied."

The old days.

The East Palace has four major maids, all of whom are highly skilled, loyal, and widely circulated, regarded as a good story.

There is no man in the world who does not envy her.

But now, with only Ziyun and Hongwan by his side, Lu Mingyuan felt that it was not yet time for him to enjoy the happiness of family and the land of tenderness.

The three of them were chatting.

"Woo!"

They seemed to hear the clear cry of a baby.

Soon, a graceful and beautiful woman walked out of the delivery room and said in surprise, "It's born!"

"Mom, is it a boy or a girl?"

Lu Mingyuan said with a trembling voice.

"It's a girl."

Wang Zhaoyan smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Mingyuan wanted to go into the hall to see what his daughter looked like.

In an instant, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky and a loud thunder was heard.

It scared everyone.

Lu Mingyuan released his holy consciousness and found that in the void, a huge five-colored divine lotus had condensed at some unknown time.

The five-colored divine lotus quickly exploded, turning into countless dazzling purple auras, rolling in and transforming into a column of air, shooting straight into the hall.

"Is this a vision?"

Wang Zhaoyan was stunned when she saw this, her mouth opened wide.

"When my granddaughter was born, a vision of heaven appeared! She will definitely be an extraordinary person in this life!"

Wang Zhaoyan shouted excitedly.

Lu Mingyuan narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"What a terrible fortune! Could it be that this is a good omen that is inherited from both Mu Xue and I?"

He discovered that the surging purple air transformed into a phantom, and there was a towering phantom of a divine phoenix lying above the entire imperial capital, overlooking all living beings, with its huge head staring at the place where his daughter was born.

On this day, purple air came from the east, the sky was bright, and a divine phoenix was born.

(End of this chapter)