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Chapter 988 Gathering of Heroes
The person on Pixiu's back is a tall and heroic young man, wearing blood-red armor, bright red cloak, sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome face, even wearing armor, you can still see his tall and strong figure.

Reminiscent of the god of war who created the world, Kong Wu is powerful.

He is Song Po Cangqiong.

An attendant came galloping on horseback and stopped beside Pixiu.

"Report to the general, there is an order from His Majesty the Emperor from behind."

The entourage handed over a letter.

"Ok?"

Song Po Cangqiong took the letter, a sneer flashed across his calm face.

"I have to say, father is very clever, haha."

Song Po Cangqiong said to his entourage: "Send the order to let the army rest in place, and then I have something to do for you..."

……

In Lin'an City, night fell, and the most important party began.

Lin'an Square, which is the closest to the imperial city, can accommodate 10,000+ people.

The royal family of the Song Dynasty arranged various programs for Shangyuan, and there was a huge lantern standing in the center of the square, which was set off at the hour of the Shangyuan Festival and exploded in the air.

Many people had already gathered during the day.

The first thing to open was not the gate of the imperial city, but the sky prison where the important criminals of the Song Dynasty were imprisoned.

Hundreds of imperial guards opened the way first, which attracted the attention of many onlookers. Then a high platform was slowly pushed out, and a white-haired old man was tied to the cross on the platform.

The old man's whole body was bound by chains, and his body was pierced with silver needles, sealing all the acupuncture points through which Yuanli circulated.

The onlookers were talking.

"What's going on here? Shouldn't His Majesty the Emperor appear first?"

"Brother, don't you know this? Haven't you been out for a long time?"

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"Let me tell you, this person is the patriarch of Qinglian Holy Land. Two years ago, the Holy Son of Qinglian Holy Land killed His Majesty's youngest son, the puppet God Son of our Song Dynasty. His Majesty the Emperor Angry, in this year's Shangyuan Festival, the patriarch of the Qinglian Holy Land will be beheaded in public to show the power of my Great Song Dynasty."

"Haha, so that's how it is. The top ten holy places are really vulnerable in front of me, Da Song."

"His Majesty the Emperor is brave and invincible!"

The people around fell into extreme excitement, and the so-called truth was no longer important to them.

As long as they can fight for Da Song, they think it is right. There are people from other kingdoms of God or sects in the crowd, but as long as those people say something different, they will be punished by the people around them. Surrounded by the people of Song Dynasty, they had no choice but to change their words.

Zhao Wushuang and Ling Qingjue huddled among the crowd, looking at the vicissitudes old man on the torture cart from afar.

"That is the ancestor of the Holy Land. I remember my master took me to meet him when I was young."

Ling Qingjue recalled.

Zhao Wushuang has been observing everything around him. It seems that Emperor Song's influence has penetrated into the hearts of the people of Song Kingdom.

In their eyes, Emperor Song is an invincible existence. These people have been made into fanatical believers, and they will not listen to what others say.

While Zhao Wushuang was thinking, another torture cart was also pushed out.

It was Tang Xurang, the holy lord of Qinglian Holy Land, who was tied to it.

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingjue's body trembled slightly.

Zhao Wushuang patted her on the back and comforted her: "It's okay, I will rescue the Lord, I promise."

"I hope so." Ling Qingjue said quietly: "I just hope that you will not be impulsive."

"do not worry."

Half an hour later, twilight completely enveloped the entire sky, but it failed to affect Lin'an City.

The lights in Lin'an City were as bright as day.

Countless people gathered in Lin'an Square, because the invincible existence in their hearts, the Great Song Emperor, was about to appear.

A banquet has already been held in the high platform, and places have been reserved for the famous sacred places and sects of the entire Zhongzhou.

The maids in white gauze shuttle between the seats, their masks are hazy and faint, making people daydream.

Song Dynasty even sent two elite troops to maintain law and order in the city to show the strength of the military.

The top four kingdoms on the mainland are the four kingdoms of God. The Great Qin Kingdom firmly occupies the first position. It has dominated one side for many years, followed by the Great Song Kingdom. After the hard work and iron blood of the current Emperor Song, many people It is believed that the strength of the Qin and Song Dynasties is already comparable.

Next is the Great Chu Kingdom and the Dalin Kingdom, both of which are equally powerful.

Five Schools and Three High Schools are the top forces in Zhongzhou, and the leader of the five schools is Tianjianmen, which has been passed down from ancient times. The Tianjian Valley where the sect is located hides many ancient secrets.

It's just that so far, no one has been able to go in and explore the secrets inside.

Tied with Tianjian Valley, the top of the five sects and three sects is Feixianlou. With the Chamber of Commerce as the connection point, it spreads throughout the entire continent. The strength of Feixianlou is unfathomable.

Next are the ten holy places, except for the Qinglian Holy Land, the rest of the holy places have reserved places.

Basically, all the famous people in Zhongzhou chose to come to participate in this Shangyuan event.

In other words, they all chose to watch the excitement. After all, with the strength of Qinglian Holy Land, if you want to challenge the Great Song Dynasty, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"Brother Fei, have you heard about the incident outside the city?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I've just heard from others. I thought that Song Dynasty would send an army to fight Qinglian Holy Land, but I didn't expect that the Blood Killing Army who returned from the battle would be stationed outside the city, and then summoned a few Hundreds of beggars and handicapped troops threatened their lives to attack Qinglian Holy Land."

"This…"

"In this way, Emperor Song didn't pay attention to these people at all. He did this to insult them haha. I have been told before that Qinglian Holy Land's move is just asking for humiliation."

"It seems that after tonight, one of the top ten holy places will be delisted, and there will be another bloody storm in Zhongzhou."

People from various sects on the high platform discussed it one after another, and everyone had the same opinion.

Qinglian Holy Land is bound to lose, there is not even a glimmer of hope of winning.

On the high platform, Emperor Song, wearing a white robe, walked out slowly, accompanied by another man in green robe.

That man is Qin Hao, the prince of the Great Qin Kingdom, the younger brother of the Great Qin Emperor. It is enough for Daqin to let him attend the Shangyuan Banquet of the Great Song Kingdom.

"Your Majesty, please sit down."

Emperor Song stretched out his hand and said.

Qin Hao cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty is too polite, you are the master of a country, you should preconceive it."

"Okay." Emperor Song didn't hold back, but directly sat down on the chief seat, and then raised a glass of wine and said loudly; "Everyone, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to join us, Shang Yuanjia of the Great Song Dynasty." Banquet, today I, Song, will do it first as a respect."

The rest of the people got up one after another and raised their glasses to celebrate.

After drinking, he looked into the distance. The two torture carts had been pushed to the center of the square, and the ancestors and holy masters of Qinglian Holy Land were exposed in full view.

(End of this chapter)