Forced marriage: ruffian king, I will not marry

Chapter 126: Lu Yuqi (3)
Bai Xi frowned, carefully dealing with Lu Yu's pretense of mystery.

He took half a step forward calmly, his dark eyes looked straight at Bai Xi, and there was a smile that didn't fit his whole body's arrogance, "Tomorrow the Heavenly Holy Sect Master will open the altar blood sacrifice in the palace, Use the fetish Hongxue to select the candidate for the Holy Maiden. Whether the Lord of the White House is interested in this news, and whether he decides to treat me to a meal, will be left to the Lord of the White House to decide tomorrow."

He pulled away abruptly and left, but in an instant, he was already ten feet away, and he turned his head to look at Bai Xi's side before turning around and leaving leisurely.

Bai Xi stared blankly at the gray figure, and another figure unconsciously appeared in her mind, erratic and unable to figure it out... She suddenly shook her head and put aside the strange thoughts in her mind. Connecting people who have nothing to do with each other!
"Xi'er, do you have to do tomorrow's martial arts contest to recruit relatives?" She Yun frowned and reminded, if what Lu Yu said was true, she would naturally be very clear about which is more important.

Bai Xi regained consciousness, thought for a while and said, "Let's do it, leave everything to Aunt Yun, and I'll go to the palace to have a look."

"In my opinion, it's better to check the authenticity of what he said before deciding whether to go to the palace or not." Yue Li said carefully.

Bai Xi nodded silently, "That's fine."

Two hours later, Yue Li, who had inquired clearly, quietly returned to Fengqi Restaurant.

"What Bairi Lu Yu said is indeed the truth, but there are still some strange things."

Bai Xi looked away from the table, looked up at Yueli and asked, "What's strange?"

"Well, the blood sacrifice is indeed a grand altar event that the Tianshengjiao will hold once or twice before selecting each saint, but today's news was made by the Tianshengjiao in the afternoon. It was originally scheduled for the fifth day. It was held later, and the date was changed suddenly, and it was after Lu Yu told us the news..." Yue Li frowned and pondered, "But the Tiansheng Sect and Lu Yu were at odds before, and now, has Lu Yu already decided to Has the power of the Heavenly Sacred Sect been accepted?"

"If this is the case, then Lu Yu's ability cannot be underestimated, but what is he doing to lure me to the palace? And why is he so sure that I will be brought in? Hongxue... he Are you clear about my purpose?"

Bai Xi focused her eyes and said softly. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't see through Lu Yu. After only two or three meetings and one conversation, she was very sure that this person had something to do with her, but he was very strange about her. She was completely helpless.

"Forget it, leave him alone, Aunt Yue, look at this first." Bai Xi pushed the mahogany box on the table to Yueli, and said, "Aunt Yue, I just checked I read an ancient book of pharmacology, Yin Xin is a peerless herbal medicine that has survived for thousands of years in the deep valley, and has the effect of bringing the dead back to life after thousands of years of wind and frost. It takes 400 years to do it, and this Yinxin grass is probably only about 200 years old."

Yue Li's complexion changed, and he said in surprise: "Why are you so particular about it, then do you have to wait for it to grow another 200 years? It can wait, how can Palace Master Ye wait!"

"There's no need to wait. The yin heart is yin and cold in nature. As long as it is assisted by a strong internal force to counteract it and promote its growth, it should be able to grow as soon as possible, enough for medicine."

"To fight against it? Most of Fu Gong's martial arts are yin and cold skills, which can't be matched. There are very few people in the world who have practiced pure yang skills to the top. Where can we find such a person?"

Bai Xi was silent, looking down at the pure yin heart of jasper in the mahogany box, his eyes were filled with green fluorescence, and he said after a long time: "Yes, Pei Yu is practicing the pure yang technique."

"Oh, then we have to find someone first." Yue Li sighed deeply, then glanced at Bai Xi who was looking strange, and suddenly realized that he had said something wrong, so he hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow?" Entering the imperial palace, the Lufeng Imperial Palace is much more fortified than the Qianlong Imperial Palace."

"I know, I have already asked Aunt Yun to withdraw a candidate for the saint who has been arranged for a long time, and I will make it up tonight." Bai Xi paused, and then said: "When I go tomorrow, maybe a few I can't come back within a few days, Lufeng Palace is heavily guarded, I can do things alone, if Fu Palace is fine, you don't have to come looking for me."

Yueli's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. It's impossible for Bai Xi not to be dangerous, but she has already made a decision, so it can't be changed easily, and they can only pay attention to it secretly.

Tianshengjiao suddenly announced the big event of opening the altar for the blood sacrifice. In just one night, the news spread throughout Lufeng Nation. All the people were extremely excited. Early the next morning, every household got up early to prepare Set up an incense table at the door of your house, waiting for the altar to be opened together with Tianshengjiao to worship heaven.

The Heavenly Sacred Sect is the existence of gods and men in Lufeng Country. Everything they do is for the sake of the people. As long as the Tiansheng Sect opens the altar, the next few months will be smooth and prosperous in Lufeng Country. There is no doubt about the established principles of heaven, so the people of Lu Fengguo respect and believe in Tianshengjiao even more than the imperial power. The sudden blood sacrifice held by Tianshengjiao at this time has of course become a major concern of the whole country.

It was late autumn, and the late autumn in Lufeng Kingdom was not very cold, but very dry, with strong winds, but even so, the sun was so bright and generous that it shot out bright light and shadows on the stone pillars on the high platform of the altar. Seeing the shining brilliance of the gods in the sky, it is so eye-catching.

Bai Xi stood quietly among the crowd on the right side above the altar, and there were more than ten people standing side by side with her. Today, they are the protagonists on this altar.

"Boom...boom...boom..." Three thunderous drumbeats suddenly sounded, and the leader of the Tiansheng Sect in a large black robe shouted loudly on the high position at the top of the altar: "Open the altar!"

As soon as his words fell, there was a cannon shot in the air, and a black smoke was still lingering in the air. At the same time, the people who knew the altar started also knelt down and began to pray, praying for the good weather this time.

The wind was blowing, as if the heaven had sensed the admiration and kneeling of the people. For a moment, the air of Lufeng Nation was filled with a calm and serious air.

At the same time, some people were already slowly shuttling through the orderly crowd, using jade bowls to catch the blood of the people present one by one, even the Emperor Lu Feng on the high platform on the other side could not avoid it. In the end, several Half a bowl of blood was poured into a large jade basin, and gradually merged into one place in the rootless water.

On the high platform of the altar, the Heavenly Saint Hierarch put the blood in the basin in the center, closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently, then suddenly opened his eyes as big as copper bells, and without holding the wooden sword in both hands, he twisted it out of thin air, and there was a faint light In a flash, the blood in the jade basin flew towards the direction pointed by his finger. In an instant, on the high platform of the altar, there was a bright red blood-colored curtain wall, every drop of blood, every tiny blood The fog condenses in mid-air, building a curtain wall emitting red light with thick and coquettish power, like a page without words, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

(End of this chapter)