Chapter 258: In front of the temple [asking for monthly tickets! ]

The next day, the sky was cloudless.

In front of the ancestral temple is a very spacious square, made of flat white stone with carved lines but without a single crack, as if it were a complete piece of stone embedded in the square.

Today, here, flags are flying all over the sky.

Outside the square were parked a number of luxurious gilded dragon chariots and phoenix sedan chairs, and crouching in front of the chariots were rare and exotic beasts of outstanding stature. These were specially raised mounts for the emperor that could enter and exit Longyuan City and the gates of the Imperial City.

The emperor and several of his sons, who were born with the blood of gods, were paying homage in the ancestral temple first. A group of concubines and palace maids were waiting outside, dressed in bright and conspicuous clothes.

Civil and military officials had their own seats for watching the ceremony, and the teams from the major sects who came to watch the ceremony had also sat in their own seats, with a golden awning covering their heads, and a group of imperial guards surrounding the square. The current leader of the Three Guards of Longyuan, Ling Sansi, was fully armed and in command of the place.

Later, the great formation at the foot of the mountain will be opened to allow civilians to enter and watch the ceremony. This side of the square will once again be filled with people.

Liang Yue slid along the edge of the square and came to the seats on the Xuanmen side. Zhuxie Division invited Xuanmen to watch the ceremony anyway, so they invited all their teachers. Several young people sat behind their teachers, looking very well behaved.

In the front row, Wang Rulin was there, sitting next to Deng Yunzi.

After Liang Yue sat down, Wang Rulin turned around and asked with a smile: "Why are you here so late?"

"There was a small accident." Liang Yue replied.

Last night, Liang Fuguo arranged for him to recuperate in Wentian Tower. The Glazed Priest generously took out his magic weapon and sent him into the small world of Glazed Realm. I thought Liang Yue was just a warrior, how much spiritual essence could he absorb at best?

Never imagined.

It didn't take more than a night, she couldn't stand it halfway through.

Just after three o'clock in the morning, Liang Yue absorbed half of the spiritual energy that had accumulated in the Glazed Realm over the years. If he waited until dawn, the Seven-Colored Glazed Ruler would be emptied.

It was just a small favor, but it accidentally turned into a major event that affected the inheritance of Wentian Tower. As soon as the sun rose, the Liuli Priest called Liang Fuguo back to discuss with him how to deal with the matter.

Liang Fuguo was quite generous and waved his sleeves. "We originally agreed to let him recuperate here for one night. If that's the case, we won't use the remaining half of the night."

The glass priest glared at him unhappily.

I called you here so early in the morning, obviously not to hear you say that.

Of course Liang Fuguo would not really do that, otherwise, who would be able to tell the difference between him and Wang Rulin?
"I brought him here to heal his wounds, but I didn't expect that Wentian Tower would suffer losses. I will naturally make up for this part." Liang Fuguo said calmly, "As long as it is within my ability, I will tell you what price I need to pay to compensate for the loss of spiritual essence this time."

This is the attitude of a person who is good at solving problems. After all, others are helping him. Now that he has suffered a loss, he cannot afford to haggle with others. If he does that, no one will sincerely help him in the future.

The price offered by the Glass Priest was naturally not small. After all, he wanted to make up for the spiritual essence accumulated over thousands of years. The spiritual essence would definitely not be returned in a short time, so it could only be exchanged by other means.

Liang Fuguo was really as generous as before. He did not bargain no matter what the Glass Priest wanted. All the treasures added up to compensate for the loss of his spiritual essence.

After the Glass Priest finished making his offer, he said directly: "Give me a few days, and I will definitely deliver all these treasures to the Wentian Tower."

The Glass Priest finally calmed down. "Although this time there were some surprises, it's not a bad thing. I really didn't expect Liang Yue to have such an outstanding talent. Those spiritual essences are now in his palace. Even if they can't be absorbed for the time being, they will be slowly refined as his cultivation level improves. It is estimated that the strength of his spiritual consciousness will reach an extremely terrifying level in the future. Not only among warriors, but also among the mystics of the same realm, they are definitely not as good as him. You really have a good..."

As she spoke, she seemed to realize that she had said something wrong, so she paused and said, "There is a good junior."

The Glass Priestess left with satisfaction. As soon as she left, Liang Fuguo, who had been very proud just now, showed a painful expression.

"You kid..." He looked at Liang Yue angrily, "You are really capable."

Liang Yue chuckled. If you hadn't changed your face, I would have thought these things were not worth mentioning to the Left Prime Minister. "You have taken all the benefits this time, and I have paid the price. Although I took the initiative to help you, you should not think of taking all the extra money and leaving." Liang Fuguo stared at him.

Liang Yue was frightened by his gaze and said with a wry smile: "Compared with Lord Zuo Xiang, I am a penniless person..."

"After the battle to capture the city, regardless of whether we win or lose, you will come to the Ministry of Justice to take up a concurrent position. I can give you a chief position, which will be a good opportunity for you to display your talents. But if you don't work for me for a few years, don't even think about letting it go." Liang Fuguo said.

"That's no problem." Liang Yue agreed happily.

It turned out that he was going to work part-time in the Ministry of Justice. Now the only thing he could sell was his labor. This way he might be able to get promoted without having to pay any money. This was already the best outcome.

After dealing with this "little episode", he and Liang Fuguo walked to the square in front of the ancestral temple. Although they were on the same mountain, Taihuang Mountain was majestic and rugged, with winding mountain roads and no flying allowed, so it took some time to walk there.

……

Soon after we sat down, we heard three loud cannon shots and the place suddenly became quiet.

Emperor Mu Bei led a group of concubines and children to the seats in front of the square, and then signaled that the ceremony could begin.

The Minister of Rites Xu Zhan'ao personally went up to the high platform and read the emperor's manuscript. Gradually, more and more people came to watch the ceremony, coming in groups of three or five with their families, all with interested expressions on their faces.

Although the mountains here are high and the roads are long, you can not only see many big figures in the temple and the world, but also see the final showdown between various geniuses to decide the winner of the battle to capture the city. The people who come here soon form a bustling sea of ​​​​people.

There is excitement to watch, no need to fear the mountains and seas.

After reading the manuscript, Xu Zhan'ao took out a white jade lottery tube and said, "I will draw out the contestants one by one today to ensure fairness. The person whose name I read will come on stage and start the battle!"

Although he claimed to be fair, those who knew the inside story knew that letting him shake the hand was to prevent a strong confrontation. Although the contestants who entered this round were very strong, if you draw Wen Yifan against Qi Yingwu, one of the two must be eliminated. Under the watchful eyes of the public, what should be done?

If we design a more complicated competition system or arrange a match for the court, it will be a lot of trouble and thankless, so it is better to let him pay a little more attention when drawing lots. As long as the strongest seeds don't meet, even if they meet others and lose, it won't be a pity.

This kind of lottery, which is mostly random with a small amount of intervention in order to select the strongest team, is acceptable to most of the participating players even if they know about it.

Xu Zhan'ao shook the stick tube, and a jade stick with a name on it fell out with a few clatters. He picked it up and read out a name: "Shang Yunhai!"

The first duel was with Senior Brother Shang, and several people from Xuanmen looked at him with a little worry.

He was seriously injured in the fight yesterday. Although the external injuries have been healed now, the damaged vitality is not so easy to replenish and needs time to recuperate. Now he is the first to go on stage, which is really unlucky.

"Be careful." Chen Su warned, "If you can't do it, come down. There are many people from our Xuanmen participating this time, so there is no need to fight hard for victory."

"Yeah." Shang Yunhai nodded.

"Brother Shang, you will definitely be able to do it!" Da Qiao looked at him and said with a smile, "I see that you are full of energy. Although there will be dangers of fighting today, you will definitely win in the end."

"Thank you for your good wishes." Shang Yunhai responded with a smile, then jumped onto the platform.

Wang Yantang from the Yin-Yang lineage had been staying in seclusion at the Zhuxie Yamen before, and now he was sitting here too. He had been getting along well with the people from the Zhuxie Division these days, so he smiled and said, "Since Junior Sister Qiao has said so, I guarantee that Senior Brother Shang will definitely win the first battle!"

"It must be so." Everyone in the Zhuxie Division cheered for Shang Yunhai.

After he came on stage, Xu Zhan'ao shook out the second name card and shouted, "Wang Yantang!"

Wang Yantang: “?”

(End of this chapter)