C72

Inviting the gods to the temple was a great matter of the nation's internal affairs, so the ministers of the palace all worked diligently, their words and actions not the slightest bit slow. Early in the morning of the second day, when the sun was still shining, they had already gathered outside the temple, waiting for Jing Ke to open the altar to offer sacrifices to the gods.

"I say, Miss Gongsheng, it's not good to choose this place, but you just had to choose this temple surrounded by ghosts as the location to open the altar. The Wei Country is a country with a lot of Yin Qi. It cries like ghosts and wolves every night, and they even come to this place. It's really hard for us brothers. " Early in the morning, he picked up an incense burner and followed Jing Ke, Gong Zhuang Rong and the others to the Grand Temple, muttering to himself that the Grand Temple was not very lucky.

"If it's going to be difficult, then you're just a coward. Don't drag the three of us into it as well." Zhu Hai was ordered to hold a sharp sword at his side, but he couldn't hear the words of Pirates' Ascension, so he started talking about him instead. And the sword in his hand, was Jing Ke's personal weapon, the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword.

As for the other three people he mentioned, they were referring to himself, Mao Yun, and Xue Lun. The four of them were sent to the Mausoleum of Books for the sole reason that the four of them had rendered meritorious services to the State of Wei. Letting them enter the temple once was not a waste of the meritorious services they had rendered to the State of Wei.

This could be considered as a painstaking arrangement for the Mausoleum of Books. Back then, when the four of them had entered the same residence, Gongsheng had deeply felt their unfortunate encounters and had silently remembered them in her heart. Now, it could be said that she had helped them to salvage some of the meritorious deeds that should have belonged to them.

Brother Zhu Hai's words are very true, Thief Sheng, if you are unwilling, no one will force you to come. Entering the temple is the dream of many civil officials, and today, we have the honor of receiving the gift of the public loser. To be able to enter this place once in our lives is already a blessing, and there is no need for you to speak so noisily. Mao knew very well the painstaking efforts of Gong Huorong, and of course was very grateful, so he also joined Zhu Hai in blaming the thief.

"I was merely joking around. All of you took it seriously." Seeing that his casual words had turned him into a target of public criticism, Thief Sheng immediately gave an excuse and fell silent.

Just as they finished speaking, they saw a group of civil and military officials tidying their clothes and majestically walking towards them. The two leading them were Wei Qi and Su Li.

"All the officials have been waiting for an order from Envoy Jing." Su Li saw Jing Ke and Gong Zhuang Rong in front of him with a glance, and immediately raised his hands to bow, his tone extremely respectful.

Looking at that Jing Ke, he wore a crown on his head, wearing a black and white robe, with a jade belt on his waist, and with a pair of feet, he looked like a monk asking for the sacrifice of a god.

Seeing Su Li being so humble, Jing Ke put on an act. With a high-profile expression, he said, "Mmm, if everyone is so sincere and respectful, I believe that the heavens will deeply sympathize with King Wei and help him recover."

This act of Jing Ke was exactly like that, indeed worthy of being a prodigal son who was used to the martial arts world. It was just that when Gongsheng Rong heard it and could tell it was fake, he couldn't help but secretly laugh inside.

"How can that be? We are only doing what is necessary to be ministers. All of this will depend on Envoy Jing's efforts." When Su Li heard Jing Ke's words, he immediately returned the courtesy.

"Good, good. Then, I will begin to ascend the altar to invite the gods. I'm afraid that it might delay the auspicious day for a long time." Jing Ke casually returned the courtesy and slowly headed towards the Tai Temple.

However, he walked in front of Wei Qi and intentionally paused for a moment, then glanced sideways at Wei Qi and Hu Jia, seeming to have a sense of disdain within his gaze. Wei Qiyin was now entrusted with the task of praying to Jing Ke, so he could only bear with him and immediately bowed his head to show his sincerity. Xu Jia, however, saw that Wei Qi was also patiently enduring and naturally had nothing else to say. He could only bow and bow along with Wei Qi as they walked along in a submissive manner.

Actually, Jing Ke's actions were meant for him to do. He already knew that none of the people behind him would buy things from Wei Qi and Xu Jia, so he used this opportunity to vent his anger on the four of them.

Sure enough, when the thief passed them, he deliberately paused in front of them for a moment, letting the smoke curl around them, making Wei Qi and Xujia choke until tears and snot ran down their faces and they coughed nonstop.

Just as the robber passed by, Mao Yunze followed closely behind him. In his hand was a long pole with chicken feathers on it, which he used to make Feng Xin during his blessings. However, when he passed by Wei Qi and Xujia, he intentionally brought the long pole over. Luckily, Wei Qi and Xujia reacted a bit faster and lowered their head to avoid him, otherwise they would have slapped him in the face.

He was just about to raise his finger to reprimand him, but Wei Qi, who was beside him, pulled him back and held his head down again as he had done just now.

What Zhu Hai was holding was not some item that could only take credit, but a sharp sword that could take a person's life. If he did not dodge this blow in time, then he might lose his head, which was why Wei Qi had lowered his head at the same time as he did so.

And the last one was Xue Lun, who was holding the sacrificial offering. Xue Lun was also an elegant advisor, so he naturally would not act so rudely like the first three. However, in order to repay the kindness shown by his former master, Wei Wuji, he also stopped and glared at the two of them viciously.

Xujia was teased by the four of them and was about to fly into a rage, but Wei Qi gave him a look and then shook his head slightly to show that he was enduring it. After all, Wei Qi had been in the imperial court for many years. He knew exactly when he should do something and when he shouldn't, which was why he was able to survive the Imperial court for dozens of years.

Jing Ke, who was walking at the front, knew that the Mausoleum of Xin Ling's four guests would definitely take revenge on Wei Qi and Xu Jia. He reckoned that the situation was close, so he deliberately looked back and said in a deep voice, "Eastern, Western, Southern, and Northern Venerable Ones, please follow quickly, otherwise if you miss the blessings, we will punish you all."

"Coming, coming." Upon hearing Jing Ke's order, Thief Sheng knew that the four of them were being summoned, so he immediately quickened his steps to welcome them, and the others followed closely behind.

If one wanted to pray for the blessings of the gods, it was originally sufficient to be within the great temple. Since this was the case, why did Gong Liugrong suggest to choose the great temple as the altar to pray for the blessings, and why did he choose the peak of the great temple as the altar to open the sacred land? It turned out that this temple was originally the location of the royal bloodline. Therefore, ordinary palace ministers could only wait quietly outside the temple, leaving the king and a few emissaries to head there on their own to prevent others from disturbing the royal bloodline's heroic spirit. If they were able to set up a altar at the peak of the temple, it would save them the trouble of building a Heaven Altar, and it would also save them the trouble of avoiding the eyes and ears of the ministers. Even if they were to put on an act on top of it, no one would be able to see it clearly.

According to Gongsheng Rong's earlier instructions, after reaching the peak of the temple, Thief, Zhu Hai, Mao Yun, and Xue Lun stood in four different directions, one in the east, south, west, and the other in the center. At this moment, King Wei was unconscious. He was carried up by the crowd and laid on the throne. And outside of the four guests' perimeter, Gongsheng Rong had Su Li choose twenty-four warriors to use as divine weapons. Each of them held a banner, a treasure cap, a great halberd, a long spear, a yellow halberd, a white banner, a red banner, a black banner, and other items. After a short while, the formation was completely arranged. Next, it was Jing Ke's turn to enter the arena and pray to the ancestor of the gods for mercy according to the logic of the Five Elements Art. He would be able to resolve this "soulless illness" of King Wei Jingliang.

Jing Ke imitated the appearance of that Magus Gu, and slowly walked in, and continuously looked in the four directions of east, south, west, and north. Then he raised his right hand, and constantly twirled his fingers, while his two eyes seemed to be half open, as if they had comprehended something. After a moment, he suddenly untied his crown, turning into a crazy man with disheveled hair. He would travel back and forth between the East, South, West, and North, raising the wine bottle in Xue Lun's hands, personally drinking a mouthful of wine, and then run to the incense burner that was burning with the fragrance of sandalwood. He then picked up the Seven Star Dragon Abyss sword in Zhu Hai's hands, rushed up to Mao Xiao, pointed the sword at the sky, muttered some words, and followed Feng Xin's instructions with his eyes.

Jing Ke's use of the Five Elements Technique had made it so easy for him to control. It caused all the civil and military officials below the Grand Temple to be dumbstruck, repeatedly nodding their heads in approval. Even Elder Gong and Rong were subdued by his realistic demeanor. If it wasn't for the expert Wu Gu personally checking up on them, no one would have been able to see that Jing Ke's real appearance was a fraud.

Jing Ke paced about slowly and urgently, unconsciously waving the long sword in his hand around for an hour. The censer in Thief's hand had only been sprayed with a few mouthfuls of wine by Jing Ke, so the sandalwood fragrance had become even more difficult to burn, causing a thicker layer of green smoke to emerge. Below the stage, the people who were originally watching Jing Ke play tricks to invite the gods, seeing that Jing Ke only repeated the same actions over and over again a thousand times, gradually lost their interest and stopped paying attention to him. They just stood to the side, and over time, they actually began to feel a little tired.

The sandalwood scent, mixed with the smell of wine, instantly permeated the air around the summit of the great temple. When the surrounding twenty-four warriors heard the smell of wine, they also gradually became a little drunk. Their heads gradually became muddle-headed and their eyes became drowsy. Unknowingly, someone slowly fell down. With the first, there would be a second. With so many people leading the way, it didn't even take two hours before the twenty-four of them fell to the ground. Only the Mausoleum of Books and the four other people were still there. However, the smoke was too thick and one could no longer see their appearances clearly. One could only see a few shadows.

The officials waited for more than two hours, their legs were numb and their feet were weak. If it was the general who often led the troops, they would have felt better, but if it was the scholar who held the temple, they would have been unable to stand properly. Some of them even secretly knelt on the ground, using the force of their legs to rest. Of course, there was no lack of Grand Marshal Wei Qi of the Wei Kingdom, but because of the fact that the Grand Chancellor was acting this way, the officials all became sluggish as they tried to think of a way to save some energy. No one had the mind to look up to see what was happening at the summit of the temple.

The top of the temple was already shrouded in smoke, standing tall with the wind blowing around. However, the banner, treasured cover, halberd, and other items had all disappeared without a trace. Even Jing Ke, who was walking and jumping about, was nowhere to be seen.

Within the smoke, the emperor's carriage was even more silent. This was because a half-dead body was originally lying on top of it.

This half-dead body originally had supreme power, but right now, it seemed as if it could no longer pose a threat to any of the surrounding people. However, there was a figure that refused to give up, flying straight into the smoke towards the body on top of the emperor's carriage.

That person took a stride forward and appeared before the emperor's carriage. Although the appearance of that body was still unclear, his palm had already turned into a sharp claw, aiming straight for the throat of that body!

This was the Yin Yang Family's unique skill — Nether Ghost Claw.

The Nether Ghost Claw had 18 moves, and each one was fatal. This move that was aimed straight at the Duke Wei's throat was one of them.

However, just as the man's eyes were emitting a ghostly light and he was about to take the life of King Wei, the body of King Wei was suddenly like a fish swimming in water. A black mist flashed, and the man's shadow disappeared. The man's hand stopped three inches away from the man's throat. His eyes widened as he cried out, "Inkfish cover himself!"

That's right, this technique that could instantly dispel any incoming threat was none other than the self-defense of Ink Fish, one of the eight moves of the Ink Guard.

That person stood there like a statue, not moving for a long time. He could only hear the shadows of people behind him, and then he asked coldly, "Who are you to the Mo family?"

"Junior is the successor of the Mo family, Jing Ke. Greetings, Mister Tianyan." When the silhouette behind him heard his question, he reported his identity. It was precisely the Yan Kingdom's envoy that was playing tricks on him, Jing Ke.

"Aiyaya, this is the big fish that you want to catch, Brother Huanzi?" At this time, the Mausoleum of Books's four guests also came out from the smoke screen. They were the first to step forward, and after looking at the Sky Spill, they nodded their heads and said, "Isn't this the Imperial Tutor of King Wei? "Hehe, this fish is really big."

It turned out that last night when Jing Ke asked him to become four Honored Warriors, he had this question. At that time, Jing Ke didn't explain anything to him and only used the excuse of "catching big fish" to subtly answer him. When he saw the Imperial Tutor, Xia Zhi Sheng was naturally overjoyed.

"You're actually the descendant of the Mo family's biggest disciple?" Tian Yan didn't pay any attention to the clown who was jumping around, seriously asking Jing Ke in a low voice.