I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 Late at night, the stars are like the sea.

　　Tongtian Pagoda stands quietly in the southeast of the palace, with lights shining at the top, as if it were a guiding light.

　　 Ji Wuye is still drinking tea at the top floor, overlooking the entire palace.

　　He has been drinking tea for a day on the top floor.

　　 Tomorrow, the entire royal palace belongs to him. Even everything with the blue country belongs to him. Although the blue country at that time could no longer be called a country, it was still a territory under his jurisdiction.

　　He is the king of this territory.

"Alas, if it wasn't for my father's stubbornness and ignorance, how could I take such radical measures." Ji Wuye's face was sad, "What's wrong with relying on the strong to survive? This world power is king, Weakness is the original sin. Weakness does not know how to seek refuge, but instead thinks of rebelling against the will of the strong, that is to add sin to sin, and sooner or later it will go to extinction. How can the father king not even understand that simple truth?"

Qin Shiyue said with a smile: "It is the most correct choice to be attached to the Dragon Empire, and it is also the best way to prosperity in your jurisdiction. I believe that His Royal Highness Prince will surely lead the people of the blue country to prosperity and prosperity. ."

　　 Ji Wuye gently nodded his head, with ambitious vision in his eyes.

"By the way, the elders of Bi An Pavilion have come to the Wangcheng. I heard that there are two more coming. They may fight against An Bulang tomorrow." Qin Shiyue raised her lips and smiled, "At that time, An An Lang will know how to write fear and despair."

　　 A small, clear voice suddenly sounded: "Hehehe... The Bi'an Pavilion dispatched two veterans at the same time, and it has been able to sweep through all the spiritual realms. This time, the Bi'an Pavilion really used a slaughter knife to kill chickens."

　　 Behind Qin Shiyue, a shadow slowly emerged, now appearing as a grey-haired Taoist.

　　 "Elder Wu Xuzi." Qin Shiyue looked respectfully.

　　Wu Xuzi is the elder of the Dragon Dragon Empire. He is in the realm of six spirits. He is also the strong man specially sent by the Dragon Dragon Empire to assist Qin Shiyue in his mission.

　　 At this time, two more beautiful women in dragon and gray robes walked out from behind Wu Xuzi.

"The other side of the pavilion kills chickens with a slaughter knife. Why haven't we. That's why we don't know what the emperor sent us to this poor and remote place to do anything, except that the fool of An Bulang and the Dragon Empire do not deal with it. The imperial prestige of our empire?" A flat-chested woman sneered.

　　 "Sister is angry, let's come here to travel." A big breasted woman smiled softly.

They are two sisters and elders of the Tamron Royal family. Their sister is called Yinyin and their sister is called Huanling. They are all priests in the Lingling Realm. Although they are young and charming, they are strong men who have lived for decades or even hundreds of years. Too.

　　 Of course, at this age, they are nothing.

　　If they can go one step further and enter the Tianyuan Realm where Shouyuan can reach thousands of years, then they are all girls.

Ji Wuye smiled lightly: "Two elders from the other bank, three elders from the Dragon Empire, plus Cheng Yuzi, the first monk of the Blue Kingdom, and Wu Wanyue from the Incense Burner, all seven monks from the Spiritual Realm, want to be in An There is a piece of meat on Bulang, and I look forward to An Bulang's expression tomorrow..."

　　 "Oh, he dare to look down on our royal family, I want to let him taste the taste of Tianmoyin." Huanyin sneered.

　　She had heard Qin Shiyue say about An Bulang, so she decided to give the other party a life-to-death experience.

　　 "Prior to this, I poked him a hundred blood holes, should not die." Huan Ling said with a smile.

　　 "Don't accidentally kill it. It's the elders of the other bank who want someone else's head. Don't forget this." Wu Xuzi said lightly.

　　They have not started fighting yet, and they have already begun to discuss how to execute the safety.

　　 Time passed quickly.

　　 It didn't take long for a big sun to rise from the east.

　　The royal palace began to get busy, lights up everywhere, preparing for the grand show.

　　 Although King Ji Yonghao's body became weaker and weaker, he still went to the ground for a long time.

　　 The blue country is very good, Cathay Pacific is safe, the people are happy and healthy, so as early as the morning, nothing happened.

　　 Immediately after, it was Ji Yonghao’s 60th birthday celebration.

　　Ji Yonghao must first perform a sacrifice ceremony. This ceremony is divided into four steps: welcoming the god, laying the jade silk, advancing and offering the gift. Then came the banquet, where everyone drank and watched various performances. The whole ceremony came down, which lasted for a whole day, from day to night.

　　White and sacred altar.

　　 Ji Yonghao was wearing a dragon dragon robe and stood at the highest place.

　　 The civil and military officials of the blue country have been in place one after another, and the members of the royal family quickly gathered in one place.

　　 Ji Hongxue made a slim red dress, took an elegant step, and slowly walked to the place where the royal family gathered. The gorgeous and noble makeup and the beautiful face made her a spotlight on the scene.

　　An Bulang followed Ji Hongxue as a guard, but nobody noticed him.

Among the hundred officials, Jia Yuxuan stared at Ji Hongxue with fiery eyes, and he waited for it. After today, this stunning beauty is mine!

　　Thinking so, he couldn't help but look at Zuo Chengxiang, Jia Gucheng, who is at the head of the hundred officials.

　　Jia Gucheng's body was rickety, standing quietly at the forefront, looking at Ji Yonghao respectfully and humbly, without any strange color.

　　 "His Royal Highness arrives." The **** said with a throat.

　　 An extremely handsome man walked towards the altar, followed by a noble woman wearing a white crane feather dress.

　　 The woman is Qin Shiyue, the eldest princess of the Tamron Empire. She came to observe the ceremony as an envoy of the Tamron Empire.

　　 behind her, followed by three monks dressed in dragons and gray robes with good temperament.

Seeing the three monks, Wang Jiuqin, Ji Jishouqian burst into cold sweat on his forehead. The three monks were all well-known and powerful in the practice circle. Fight all the practitioners in the palace.

　　 It's okay... He stood on the side of His Royal Highness in time.

　　The three monks were too lazy to ignore Ji Shouqian, but turned their eyes to An Bulang's direction, seeming to laugh.

　　An Bulang turned to look at the other three, seeing the other's pity, contempt, and sarcasm.

　　 It's really hard for them to have so many emotions with just one look.

"An Bulang, enjoy your last time." Qin Shiyue walked to An Bulang, but instead of looking at him, he looked at Ji Yonghao on the altar and stretched his neck proudly like a swan. "Unfortunately, I really wasted this practice..."

　　An Bulang was very excited, but his face was still sullen: "I will not let you hurt the princess and the king."

　　 "Hehehe... stupid." Qin Shiyue shook her head, no longer ignoring the restlessness, and went to stand still.

　　 With the preparation of all parties, the ceremony of heaven officially began.

　　In order to enter the ceremony, the officials specially prepared a foreign animal, Flying King Chicken.

　　 It is the largest and most powerful chicken that the blue country can find, symbolizing that the Ji family can fly higher and higher and become more and more powerful.

　　The flying chicken will be burned to death at the altar by fire and sent to heaven to be dedicated to the **** of heaven.

　　At this moment, when no one noticed it, a strange light flashed in its eyes.

　　 The first step in the ritual of ceremonies, the ceremony of welcoming the **** began.

　　Fireworks rose from the royal furnace, reaching the sky, passing the world's respect to heaven.

　　 Ji Yonghao dragged his weak body, bowed forward to incense, and greeted the gods in the sky.

　　Ji Shouqian's eyes flashed coldly, the sky was clear, and suddenly dark clouds gathered!