All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chu Yan did not let go of Shen Lingxi's hand, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

She had just come back to her soul not long ago, when she woke up the moment before, even her fingers were stiff, only Chu Yan who hugged her tightly knew it best.

At this moment, she was going to take the sword.

It was hard for Chu Yan to rest assured, and he persuaded in a low voice: "Let's go back first, and in the name of the East Palace, we will tell the truth to the world and wash away your stigma. You are my wife, and with me around, no one dares to question your identity." identity……"

"Your Highness is so smart, you must have guessed who I am these days." Shen Lingxi interrupted him softly.

She looked up at Chu Yan, her clear eyes were full of firmness, "I am Shen Lingxi and Yun Xi. They were all my subjects. Since I am standing here today, I should give them an explanation. We can't let them, after witnessing everything today, live in fear of ghouls and hatred for Da Zhou."

Many things, once they involve responsibilities and missions, there are reasons why they must be done.

He will never stop what she wants to do.

Chu Yan slowly let go of the hand covering Shen Lingxi's shoulder, but the worry and concern in his eyes remained.

Shen Lingxi smiled at him, "Your Highness, please distribute it for me."

Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly.

That day at the Holy Mountain, he had also seen Taishu Mei praying in the ruins of the altar.

Taking off the hairpin is the first step.

He lowered his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to remove the hairpin on top of her head, and her hair was full of black hair pouring down on her shoulders like flowing clouds.

Chu Yan's slender fingers ran through her cool and soft hair, and carefully smoothed the forehead hair that was deliberately messed up when she "fighted" with Tai Shumei before, and gently pinned it behind her ears.

At such a moment when tens of thousands of people were paying attention, everyone saw His Highness the Crown Prince gently arranging the princess's black hair, without any trace of the cold aura before.

The princess smiled slightly at him, with bright eyes and bright teeth, lively and agile.

After experiencing such a horrific and bizarre scene, against such a gloomy sky——

The silent love between the two good-looking and pleasing young men and women dilutes the hostility in everyone's hearts a lot.

Shen Lingxi took the long sword that Chun Jun respectfully presented, turned around and walked towards the two charred bodies.

She can't cut people with a sword, but she can dance with a sword.

It was passed down from generation to generation by the saintess, the sword dance of blessing.

Use the sword to drive away evil spirits, and dance to communicate with the gods.

Whenever the saint dances this dance when she is praying in the winter moon, the gods will send down auspicious snow.

Ruixue is a prosperous year.

It means that in the coming year, the whole of Yunjiang will have good weather and good harvests.

Shen Lingxi closed her eyes, feeling the breath of the wind between heaven and earth.

She took off her shoes, her jade porcelain feet stepped on the loess.

In this gloomy world, even though the plain white dress on her body has long been filthy, her tall and elegant figure, like a pine in the snow, has a kind of isolated divinity.

The sword rises and the wind arrives, the sword dances and the snow falls.

Goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered one after another.

"Saint, it's a saint!"

"The saint has appeared, the saint has appeared!"

This time, even those who were originally skeptical had to admit that, except for the real saint, no one could dance such a sword dance.

The people all bowed down devoutly.

After the dance, as far as the eye can see, the sky and the earth are covered with snow.

Even the two charred corpses and Xiao Rui's blood-soaked corpse were covered by white snow.

Standing in the wind and snow with a sword in hand, Shen Lingxi raised her voice with a clear voice: "In the name of the gods, and through my body, send down the oracle."

"Today, the evil and sycophants have been eliminated. From then on, the weather in Yunjiang will be smooth, and the people will be safe and healthy."

The newly promoted king of Yunjiang, Yun Wang, took the lead in kneeling on one knee, and echoed loudly: "The evil has been eliminated, the weather in Yunjiang is smooth, and the people are safe and healthy!"

The black armored guards standing beside her, the Mu family army, and even the personal guards brought by Xiao Rui also knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison: "The evil has been eliminated, the weather in Yunjiang is smooth, and the people are safe and healthy! "

This is the appearance and momentum that a saint of Yunjiang should have.

When the common people saw this, they also shouted loudly: "The evil has been eliminated, the weather in Yunjiang is smooth, and the people are safe and healthy!"

"The evil has been eliminated, the weather in Yunjiang is smooth, and the people are safe and healthy!"

The goose feather snow fell on everyone's shoulders, like a blessing from the gods.

After six years, people finally felt the feeling of being blessed by the gods again.

This scene is bound to be etched in my heart forever...

*
The canonization ceremony of King Yunjiang ended in a heavy snow made by the maiden sword dance.

After the crowd dispersed and the city gate was closed, Shen Lingxi specially invited Su Xian to investigate the scene.

Under the coffin, Su Xian found the ancient formation that had been deliberately buried with loess.

"This is a soul-refining formation with a strong evil spirit. Sheng Kun probably intends to directly refine His Highness's soul in this formation after he exchanges his soul with the prince."

Shen Lingxi's eyes darkened slightly, "No wonder Xiao Rui didn't even see a soul shadow after his death. It should be that the soul was directly refined by this magic circle."

Fortunately, in order not to reveal her flaws, she specially asked Liu Meiren, Shaohua and Kui Jiu not to follow, otherwise they might not escape this battle.

Su Xian smiled, and pointedly said, "It is recorded in the ancient books of the Shangqing Palace that this formation is extremely evil and insidious. It needs to be refined and resentful before it can be used. This formation can be used in a short period of time. Refining Xiao Rui's dead soul means that the battle has already started before that."

Shen Lingxi's eyebrows moved slightly.

An extremely resentful... ghost.

If Sheng Kun wants to open this formation, where can he find the resentful ghosts in a short time, unless...

"It's Wuerda." She said firmly, "He must have refined Wuerda's soul."

No wonder Kui Nineteen said that he followed Wuerda from afar, and when he got here, he never saw Wuerda's ghost again.

It turned out that it was refined by Sheng Kun.

He loyally regarded Sheng Kun as his master, and followed Sheng Kun to the death, but was refined by Sheng Kun in the end.

With Wu Erda's temperament, it is naturally full of resentment.

Heh... It can be regarded as a worthy death.

However, Shen Lingxi asked inexplicably, "Since it's a great formation for refining souls, why haven't I, Sheng Kun and Tai Shumei been affected by this formation?"

"Taishu Mei is the soul of Mingyu, and was born with Mingyu. Before it is fully integrated with your body, the jade is in the soul, and the jade is broken and the soul disappears. Naturally, it will not be affected by this formation."

"As for you and Sheng Kun..." Su Xian paused, then opened his mouth in contemplation, "In the past few days, I have been looking through the ancient books in the Yunjiang ancestral temple, and found that the ancient books handed down by the first saintesses are quite different from the ancient books kept in the Shangqing Palace. There are few similarities and complementarities, so it can be seen that the inheritance of the saint and the Taoism of Mount Taiyi belong to the same source."

"Also, you know that Sheng Kun's surname was originally not prosperous Sheng, but the sage's sage."

"The sage's... saint?" Shen Lingxi asked in surprise, "Isn't that the saint of the saint?"

Su Xian nodded, "Before I came here, I asked the oldest elder in the Shangqing Palace that Sheng Kun was accepted as a disciple by Master Mingxu of Mount Taiyi because he had a mysterious figure with the word 'Holy' engraved on him." An iron nameplate. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, commoners used 'Sheng' as their surname, which was disrespectful to the royal family, so the word 'Sheng' was used."

"Do you remember the prophecy left by the saint?" he asked.

Shen Lingxi: "The destiny saints were born in response to the catastrophe, Mingyu recognizes the master, flesh and blood can give birth to ghosts, and they will die after nine generations."

Su Xian looked at her and said: "The prophecy refers to the 'Holy Clan', not just the 'Saint Maiden', but the Holy Clan with the surname 'Saint'. This surname only appears in ancient books .If I'm right, this Sheng Kun and you both belong to the lineage of the Saint Race, and your bloodline is special, so the soul can swim."

After what he said, the doubts that lingered in Shen Lingxi's mind before finally had a reasonable explanation.

It's no wonder that Sheng Kun, as a member of the former dynasty who had nothing to do with Yunguo, was so familiar with Yunguo's lineage of saintesses and Mingyu.

When he first entered Yunguo, he was able to deliver the baby for his mother, and he could also use the method of attracting souls to her.

It turned out that he and she were of the same clan.

Shen Lingxi looked at the corpse that was still exposed in the snow, "Then is he dead this time?"

There was some hesitation in Su Xian's expression, "There is no record about the 'Saint Clan' in either Taiyi Mountain or the temple's classics. I only know that for more than 100 years, only you two have this ability. Yunjiang In the ancestral temple, the latest record about the silk puppet technique is more than 100 years old."

"According to the general rules of Taiyi Mountain Taoism, if this corpse is Sheng Kun's original corpse, his soul is locked in his body, and I burn it with flint powder mixed with talisman water and incense ash, his soul will be scattered. .I'm afraid that this corpse is not the one he was born to..."

Shen Lingxi understood what Su Xian meant.

But more than [-] years have passed since the previous dynasty, even Liu Meiren can only recognize this corpse as the national teacher's.

As for whether Sheng Kun had other bodies before this body, there was no way to check, so it was impossible to investigate further.

Since it was an unsolvable puzzle, Shen Lingxi simply didn't bother with it anymore.

After all, soldiers come to block and water comes to cover.

Now she knew enough about Sheng Kun.

If he really didn't die, just kill him again.

Under the guidance of Su Xian, Shen Lingxi personally disposed of the two charred corpses and ensured that nothing suspicious of ghosts appeared from the beginning to the end, and then she felt a little relieved.

Just in case, Shen Lingxi also drew down all the formations related to Sheng Kun that he had come into contact with these days, and gave them to Su Xian to study, and asked him to find a way to deal with Sheng Kun's dead soul.

Not only that, Chu Yan also ordered the embroidered clothes envoy to make a separate booklet for all the people who were born in the cloudy moon, cloudy day, and cloudy hour in Dazhou and Yunjiang, so as to prevent Sheng Kun from dying and coming back to life.

So far, the matter related to Sheng Kun has come to an end.

*
On the second day after the ceremony ended, the Xiao family headed by Xiao Rui borrowed the corpse of the former national teacher Sheng Kun to plot to assassinate the prince. After many unknowing participants turned themselves in and exposed it, it became known to the world.

As the so-called trees fell and the monkeys scattered, Xiao Rui died, and all the evil things the Xiao family did in Yunjiang in the past were all sued to the government by the sufferer.

What's more, when the Xiao family was at war between the two countries, they colluded with Da Zhou, secretly instigated the servants, and tricked Emperor Li into making the holy girl a "human sacrifice"; All were exposed.

The Xiao family, the most prestigious in Yunjiang, became the dog in the water that was spurned and beaten by everyone in Yunjiang overnight.

Chu Yan told the things that happened in Yunjiang, and ordered people to return to Beijing to report to the emperor.

Half a month later, the emperor wrote a verdict, and the entire family of the Xiao family was beheaded. Mu Huai'an took over the Xiao family's army and assisted Yunjiang Wang Yunwang in governing Yunjiang.

At Chu Yan's request, the emperor also ordered the Crown Princess Shen Lingxi to be the "Dao Zheng Envoy" in Yunjiang, responsible for supporting and governing the Taoist sects in Yunjiang.

It implies that she wants to manage Wu Zhu in Yunjiang.

According to the previous plan in mind, Shen Lingxi re-separated the witch doctor and witch doctor, set up the witch management bureau and the Hehui medical bureau, and opened the Fu'an hall and coffin shop in Yunjiang.

On the destroyed altar and the ruins of the imperial mausoleum on the holy mountain, a Wuzhu altar and Hekun Taoist Temple were rebuilt.

Completely separate Taoism, witchcraft, medicine, and the funeral industry.

I believe that in only two or three years from now, the situation of no distinction between witch doctors in Yunjiang, the downfall of Taoism, and chaotic funerals will be completely contained. This is a later story.

*
By the time the case of Xiao's family came to an end, the Spring Festival was approaching.

Xu Yuanda, father and son Xu Huan, who had been stationed at the border, also returned to Yunbian City under the order of the prince.

Arriving at Yunbian City at the same time as them, there was also the ancestor of Lord Zhen Guo who was supposed to visit relatives in Yunbian City from his hometown in Suzhou a month ago.

Chu Yan has a close relationship with the Zhen Guogong family.

On the second day after the father and son of Zhen Guogong and the ancestors arrived in Yunbian City, Chu Yan took Shen Lingxi to the Zhen Guogong Mansion in Yunbian City in casual clothes in a carriage to express his affection and concern.

Knowing that the prince and concubine came to the door in person, Xu Yuanda, the Duke of Zhen, hurried out to greet him with his son and daughter.

This is the first time Shen Lingxi has seen Duke Zhen's true face.

Xu Yuanda is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a burly and mighty figure and a serious and resolute face, especially his eyes, which are like torches, and he has the killing spirit of fighting on the battlefield all year round.

Judging from the appearance of Lord Zhen Guo, the good looks of Xu Huan and Xu Ziyao, the eldest sons of Lord Zhen Guo, were all passed down from their fathers.

Seeing Chu Yan, Xu Yuanda hurried forward and knelt down on one knee to apologize: "My mother was caught in the wind and cold on the road, and she didn't greet His Highness when she returned to the city yesterday. Today, I have to trouble His Highness to come to visit in person. I am ashamed."

Chu Yan stretched out his hand to help him up, "Duke Zhen Guo has been guarding the border all year round and has been loyal to the country. The old Feng Jun has also worked hard and made great achievements. It is also justified for Gu and the Crown Princess to visit him in person. Today Gu specially brought the imperial concubine who accompanied him. Doctor, come to treat the old Lord Feng, the Duke of Zhen should not refuse."

Upon hearing the words, Duke Zhen didn't see much joy in his eyes, "Your Highness and the Crown Princess are invited to come with you."

As he spoke, he personally led Chu Yan and Shen Lingxi to the inner courtyard.

Zhen Guogong's mansion is really remote in Yunbian City, and the area it occupies is not too big. The layout of the various courtyards in the mansion is simple and clear, and all the furnishings are also extremely frugal.

Not even half of the mansions of the four great families in Yunjiang.

There is absolutely no luxury and extravagance in the legend that the mansion stationed in Yunjiang should have.

Shen Lingxi followed behind them, turned left and right, and arrived at a wide yard in the middle of the backyard.

There are pines and cypresses planted in the courtyard, the environment is quiet, there are many maids and servants, coming and going in the courtyard, busy.

They had just walked down the corridor and before they entered the house, they heard a panicked low call: "Old Ancestor, wake up..."