Chapter 524: Order the general and worship the king of Taiwan Wu!

This high platform is very particular, and the formation on it is not an attacking and defensive formation, but a formation that connects the power of heaven and earth, draws the energy of the five elements, condenses qi, and gathers merit.
This station is called "Dian Jiang"!
Yang Jian had previously rushed to Guangcheng Ziyu Talisman, used a lot of immortal soldiers and generals in a hurry, and rushed to work in two days and nights to build this high platform.
Pointing the platform together, Yang Jian felt the luck from all parts of the Zhou Kingdom gathered here, blessed by the formations, and filled with golden light everywhere in the point.
Why must Jintai worship generals?
As far as Zhou State was concerned, it was natural to endorse the heaven and earth, the Tao of tomorrow, and the fortune of the nation, so that the Zhou Wu King's attack on the Shang Zhou King was recognized by the heaven, so that all the human races in the four seas who heard the name of Zhou Wu were attached to their hearts.
For interpretation, this is the perfect time to deepen the ties between interpretation and human race.
The three Taoist religions are based on the cultivation of human races, so the sense of heaven has given the Sanqing the power to be holy.
On the stage today, King Wu personally worships many disciples of interpreting and teaching as generals. When he succeeds in succumbing to business, interpreting and teaching can lead to boundless luck. Heavenly Dao will also give merits to all of them and protect their future path of cultivation. .
This is a good thing that serves multiple purposes, not just a process.
Although Yang Jian knew that there should be a worship general before the expedition, he felt that this matter was not important, so he did not take it seriously.
Fortunately, Guang Chengzi, a master, always pays attention to the affairs of Xiqi. Seeing that Yang Jian is about to expedition to the east, he reminded him with a jade symbol.
On the eve of the day before the appointment with Su Hu, Dianjiangtai was completed, and Yang Jian took more than a dozen ministers and generals to study the process of worshipping the generals tomorrow.
In fact, Yang Jian didn’t know much about these rituals. San Yisheng became the
commander-in-chief
of the worship general tomorrow. According to San Yisheng, the worship general should
follow the law of etiquette and music in the time of the Yellow Emperor.
Yang Jian did not know Xuanyuan back then. How the Huangdi worshipped the generals, simply let San Yisheng take full responsibility.
The veteran Zhou Guo became busy immediately, and finally found what they could do in the big event of cutting down on the business...
Zhouducheng stayed up all night, and seemed to be busy everywhere.
When it was agreed with Su Hu to enter Qinglong Pass, it was just dawn, and there was a burst of bells and drums in the palace of King Wu.
Before Yang Jian opened his eyes, Ao Xinke urged him to get up under the covers.
Ao Xinke took out a long robe and fairy attire, which was similar in style to the court dress of the Minister of the State of Zhou, and served Yang Jian meticulously.
"Finally starting eastward," Yang Jian looked at the dragon girl who was arranging her belt, raised her hand to embrace her, and whispered: "When the battle of the gods ends, we will return to Meishan. For decades."
In the back, there was something about the mysterious capital, and Yang Jian couldn't bear to tell him if he was afraid that it would be gathering less and more.
Ao Xinke hummed softly, leaning in his arms and staying quietly for a while.
"Xin Ke? Why are you crying?"
Yang Jian heard her sob softly, and quickly looked down, Ao Xinke somehow, there were still some tears on her cheek.
She raised her hand to wipe her tears, and gently shook her head, "I just suddenly felt that my husband was treating me, if the moon is clear, I have never been aggrieved at home by marrying me, no matter what happens, I can always think of me... in my heart Rejoice, but feel a little bit emotional."
"What's the matter, don't let the mother and the others see it, thinking I'm bullying you."
Yang Jian smiled and patted her on the shoulder, Ao Xinke blushed in response, and stepped back to examine Yang Jian's dress carefully.
"The husband's tolerance is much greater than when he first came to Zhou."
"That is, the true monarch has also improved!"
The couple chuckled a few times, and heard three cannons ringing in front of Yang's house. Uncle Zhang’s loud voice was in the house:
"Er Ye! The frame of King Zhou Wu came to the mansion! Er Ye, come out and see!"
"Husband, go quickly," Ao Xinke gave Yang Jian a light push.
Yang Jian gave a light cough, nodded, and said to Ao Xinke: "Ms. Excuse me, take care of the home, and now I'm on the battlefield for my husband."
Ao Xinke bowed and bowed to Yang Jian in a decent manner, "Master's martial arts are prosperous, and he will win all battles."
Yang Jian turned and walked out of the room, laughed twice, and went straight to the front hall.
In the front hall, the six friends of Meishan stood in two rows, and Lu Chunyang, Bai Ze, Xiao Lan, and Da Ang stood in the corner watching the excitement.
The fairies are in groups, but they have captured their own breath; the fairy soldiers are mighty, but they are put on mortal armor. Yang Jian didn't want to show anything deliberately in front of the emperor of the world.
San Yisheng took the first step and entered the front hall. Yang Jian just came from the backyard and was about to walk out of the front hall to meet him outside the house.
San Yisheng raised his hand to hold Yang Jian, "The prime minister walks slowly, and the prime minister walks slowly. Today, the prime minister must not go outside to greet him. It is the king who is coming to invite the prime minister to leave the house."
"There is still this rule?"
"The ritual and music set by the ancient holy emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi after worshiping the wind."
Yang Jian blinked, and just about to nod his head, King Wu had already taken the minister of civil and military affairs into the front yard, and walked towards the front hall.
"The Prime Minister!"
When he reached the door, King Wu bowed his hand to Yang Jian and bowed deeply.
Yang Jian returned the courtesy, and suddenly felt that the two men were worshipping each other...
"Today, I want to invite the prime minister to come out of the mountain alone, and command my Zhou Guoerlang to fight against the innocent merchants! Free the world from the hands of tyrants, return the world to the world, and the peace of the world!"
"You don’t dare to resign given by the monarch, the minister obeys the king’s order!"
Yang Jian bowed his hands and saluted, King Wu held his arm forward, and then pulled Yang Jian out of the lobby, talking and laughing all the way towards the palace gate.
In the corner, Xiao Lan muttered: "Why look... so like a married man."
"Hehehe," Daang scratched his head and laughed twice, and said in an angry voice, "Humans have many rules, like our Witches, we don't have so many rules for marrying. You can just carry it away when you see it right."
Xiao Lan suddenly rolled his eyes, "For rituals and music, civilized actions, or the human race can rise in the four seas and prosper in the three thousand worlds!"
Da Ang was suddenly speechless, and everyone in the Yang Mansion in the lobby gradually followed him while talking and laughing.
Lv Chunyang yawned: "I thought there was something lively, so I left, find a place to sleep in, wake up and go to make a formation of the spirit stone for the Wu Wang, and run northeast and west."
Bai Ze smiled and said: "This is just the beginning, the real excitement is behind, let's go to the station outside the city."
"Two seniors, please," Xiao Lan said respectfully.
Bai Ze glanced at her and laughed, "This girl understands the rules and is much better than Yang Xiaozi."
Lu Chunyang said with a smile, "Don't call me a senior, Yang Jian and I are dead brothers, you can call me Brother Lu, anyway, sooner or later you will be a family with Brother Yang."
Xiao Lan suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation, blushed for a moment, and then forcibly calmed down.
Da Ang blinked, and pointed to Xiao Lan behind Xiao Lan and asked, "Is this a woman?"
"Bullshit," Bai Ze cursed in an angry manner, and he was still a bit displeased with the Witch Clan.
Da Ang: "Yang Jian fell in love with? Hey! This scared me in a cold sweat. I also think this human brother looks good and intends to introduce Dahua to her. Ah, if the Great Witch Festival knows that I rob Yang Jian's woman , I must be more than eighteen layers of skin!"
"What are the predecessors talking nonsense!" Xiao Lan was embarrassed, stomped and turned and fled, leaving the three monks, demons and witches behind, laughing unscrupulously.
You can't bully Yang Jian. It's also quite enjoyable to bully Yang Jian's pillow.
It should be a quasi-pillow person who hasn't written a word yet.
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Let's also say that Yang Jian and King Wu left the Yang Mansion, sharing the same frame, and heading for the mighty line outside the city.
At the same time, at the border of Zhou Jun, the three-way barracks were covered by fairy lights.
Li Jing, Deng Chanyu and other generals were each guided westward by the fairy light, and the mortal generals of each battalion were also led by the fairy light, and they gathered together to the foot of Qishan Mountain.
In the direction of the capital, King Wu led the Manchu civil and military forces out of the city, spreading the guard of honor for dozens of miles, and came towards Dianjiangtai.
The people in the capital rushed to follow, there was no way to count how many people there were, and people rushed out from several gates. If you look down from Qishan, you can't count how many mortals have gathered around Dianjiangtai, and the boundless heads of people are shaking, which is truly spectacular.
Although there are many people, there is no chaos in the order.
Around the Dianjiangtai, a well-known civil servant found his position and stood there, and there were thousands of them.
When King Wu's frame came, the people rushed to bow, shouting Wu Wangshou and Tianqi, Fuze is boundless, King Wu stood up on the frame and waved to the people around him, his eyes full of emotion and expectation.
Half an hour later, San Yisheng took the lead on stage in a light blue robe, standing on the edge of the stage, shouting loudly:
"Please come to the stage! The sacrificial ceremony! The ministers are waiting!"
Before the generals, it is necessary to worship the heaven and the earth, the Jintai generals, and give the gods of the tomorrow, so that the generals of the merchants can be protected by the heavens.
"Sacrifice-Heaven!"
San Yisheng made a long tune, and King Wu climbed up alone, with a solemn face, haunting the emperor and dragon all over his body.
The phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon flew between the sky and the earth, and suddenly roared at the sky. The sky and the earth were suddenly surging, attracting the eyes of the Three Realms to fall here.
The emperor’s luck, the power to protect the mortals in Nanzhou, is closely related to the fortune of the country under the rule of the emperor.
It was at the time of the rise of the State of Zhou that the power of the Dao Sect's great calamity was blended into it, so that King Wu's human emperor luck was almost comparable to one or two of the ancient three emperors and five emperors who had poor luck.
But it was just comparable. The most glorious and shining era of the ancient human race had quietly ended. At this time, the immortal and common people were separated, and King Zhou Wu was just the emperor of mortals, and could not control the thousands of monks in Central China.
Three worship sacrifices to heaven and earth, nine consoling ancestors.
Then King Wu got up, standing on the stage with his sword in both hands, and another white-haired veteran came onto the stage, opened the golden cloth, and recited the will of King Wu aloud.
A few minutes from the founding of the State of Zhou, the people of Zhou have not been easy from generation to generation; the emperor of the Shang emperor Xin's destruction of the Zhou land, he conquered without righteousness, and the people were displaced. Zhou Guoerlang fought to death on the battlefield for no reason. Fully inform about Bo Yi Kao being mutilated by Emperor Xin.
How can such an emperor not kill the elder king who has the name of a sage to devour the flesh and blood of his eldest son?
The people of Zhou State were filled with righteous indignation. Zhou State's civil and military anger was filled with anger, and the golden dragon on the stage was turned into a phantom and roared at the east.
Faintly, a blue dragon also appeared in the direction of Songcheng, tens of thousands of miles away, roaring at this place without showing weakness.
These all appeared silently, mortals could not feel the slightest abnormality, but the monks could see clearly.
There are two golden dragons of Qi Luck. The golden dragon of Shang State has the appearance of being strong outside and inside. Its inside is rotten and may be defeated at any time. On the other hand, the golden dragon of Zhou State is majestic and almost condensed into entities, which is several times stronger than the golden dragon of Shang State.
Amid the roar of the two dragons, San Yisheng shouted loudly: "King Wu has a purpose! Pay respect to Prime Minister Yang Jian as the General Marshal of the Eastern Expedition, and the commander-in-chief of all military affairs! Please come on stage to listen to the title!"
Yang Jian stepped forward~EbookFREE.me~ As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he heard the cheers behind him.
At this moment, Yang Jian's luck was invisibly strengthened again.
At this moment, Yang Jian was not the only one who benefited.
On the cloud road before Yuxu Palace came here, Taoist Huanglong yawned, and a ray of golden light shone on his chest.
After blinking, Taoist Huang Long seemed to feel something, and saw the two five-clawed golden dragons emerging from Nanzhou.
"Uh, the cultivation base is restored? Um... Another step..."
The corners of the real Taiyi's mouth twitched and said nothing.
Taoist Huanglong shook his head, but instead smiled a little helplessly, and walked leisurely with the seniors beside him.
Not far behind them, there were a large number of evangelists who went to Xiqi to observe the ceremony.