Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1523 Comparison

Chapter 1523 Comparison
As the sun rises, a cold wind blows from the top of the snow-capped mountain. Looking from the bottom of the mountain, it looks like a layer of white gauze covering the peak.

This layer of white gauze expanded more and more, and finally turned into a tiger shape in the clouds, just like a white tiger standing on the clouds with its feet on the clouds.

"Wow!"

This is a strange scene that did not exist yesterday. Countless young people stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at this wonderful scene.

This scene was like a signal, and there was a tremor in the distance from the ground.

"Look! It's the Hou Liao cavalry!"

Just as Ji Jiashu, Zhao Guang and the others put away their tents, they looked in the direction of the vibration and saw a group of mighty cavalry coming from the direction of the Great Wall on the west side. , at first glance, he is the elite soldier among the elite soldiers.

In front of the cavalry, there were dozens of officials dressed as immortal officials driving by, and the aura of high-level practitioners could be felt from a long distance.

"Hou Liao is still here."

Ji Jiashu looked at the Hou Liao convoy from afar along the foot of the mountain.

The high-ranking ceremony was announced by the mountain ghost alone at the beginning, and the king of Liao did not express his position.Except for being inspected when they crossed the border, they had not seen Hou Liao officials when they were waiting at the foot of the mountain. He was also worried that the high-level ceremony might be arranged by the mountain ghost alone.

But now it seems that Hou Liao fully supports the decision of his national division.

This is also a grand ceremony held with the strength of the whole country.

"Wait, that flag, could it be..."

Jiang Yuanyuan also came to help when Ji Jiashu and the others pulled out the camp before, but when he saw a flag erected in front of the convoy, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Ji Jiashu looked in the direction Jiang Yuanyuan pointed.

The rank of immortal officials in front of the cavalry surrounded a black carriage, and just in front of the carriage, a bannerman was holding a flag with a white background and a black border.

The flag fluttered in the cold wind, revealing the totem pattern of the White Tiger God on it.

"It's the White Tiger King Banner!"

There was a burst of exclamation among the practitioners at the foot of the mountain, "The royal family is coming!"

"It was actually Wang Qi who took the lead. Could it be that King Hou Liao came in person?"

Ji Jiashu and the others looked at each other. They didn't expect Hou Liao to attach so much importance to the high-level ceremony, and sent the royal family to preside over it on the first day.

And look at the king's flag, the person who came may even be the king of Hou Liao.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, countries that believe in the Eight Beast Gods have a rule that only the royal family can use the patterns of the Eight Beast Gods on places other than sacrificial uniforms.

Although the royal family can use it, there are rules for where the pattern is used and how big the pattern can be used.

For example, the concubine princess can only be tattooed on the hairband, and the pattern should not exceed one inch, while the concubine princess can be used on jewelry that does not exceed two inches.

Princes who were descended from the direct descendants could be engraved on jade biscuits larger than five inches, while princes who were not descended from the descendants could not be engraved on jade articles unless they were named county kings.

Among all the rules, the most honorable use of the Eight Beast God pattern is to be tattooed on the flag.

The banner with the image of the eight beast gods is called the king's banner.

Within the Seven Kingdoms, in any country, there are only two characters who can use the king's flag.

That is the king and the prince.

Looking at the king's flag fluttering in the wind, all the practitioners gathered at the foot of the mountain became excited.

With the precedent of Zhao Muren personally attending the Soochow Intermediate Ceremony, it is not impossible for the King of Later Liao to appear in the high-ranking Ceremony in person.

"Wait, if the King of Hou Liao is really here, isn't the size of the royal driver a bit small?"

At this moment, Ji Qingyuan frowned slightly as he looked at the Wang Qi team driving all the way in the distance.

Wang Qi led the way, surrounded by immortal officials. It was indeed like the treatment only when a king appeared, but Ji Qingyuan always felt that the number of immortal officials surrounding the black carriage was a little too small.

Unlike Soochow, Xiling Snow Mountain is a desperate situation on the mainland, even if it is only at the foot of the mountain, it is a very dangerous place.If the king of Hou Liao came in person, he should have more guards.

Otherwise, an avalanche would be enough to bury the entire team.

Unless... Hou Liao is very confident in the strength of their own monarch.

But as mentioned in the information he had read before, King Hou Liao himself was not a very high-level practitioner.

Is it too risky for King Hou Liao to bring so many immortal officials to Xiliang Snow Mountain, surrounded by high-level practitioners from all over the world?

Hearing his brother's words, Ji Jiashu also had doubts on his face.

He also found it strange.

At this moment, Wang Qi's convoy finally reached the foot of the snow mountain and stopped in front of the cheering practitioners from all over the world.

The cavalry dismounted one after another and surrounded the black carriage in the middle.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and from the expressions of the surrounding cavalry and immortal officials, it could be seen that they were nervous about the man in the carriage.

Ji Jiashu and the others looked at the closed door of the carriage together with other participants, holding their breath.

But the next moment the car door opened, and a head with a white fox fur hat poked out from it.

Seeing that head, Ji Jiashu's soles slipped and he almost staggered.

"Flying star?"

"Misters, long time no see! Is there anyone who knows me?"

Murong Feixing jumped out of the black carriage, put his hand on the front of the fox fur hat, and waved to the practitioners who were looking at him stupidly.

"It's Lord Fenghua!"

"Later Liao stepson!"

"Mr. Fenghua, it's been a long time since Soochow!"

Seeing Murong Feixing jumping out of the carriage, everyone was somewhat dumbfounded, but after all Murong Feixing is also the descendant of the Prince of Hou Liao, a real royal family, everyone waved and greeted him after being stunned.

"Wait, Fenghua can't use Wang Qi, can he?"

Jiang Yuanyuan grabbed Ji Jiashu's shoulder, and looked at Murong Feixing standing on the carriage without a word, "Is this kid impatient?"

If this were placed in Southern Chu, if he dared to hang out with the Vermilion Bird King flag, he would be hacked by his elder brother for treason within the next day.

Ji Jiashu couldn't hide his shock, but the next moment, he suddenly sensed a strong aura of a practitioner.

"No," Ji Jiashu's eyes widened suddenly, "there are others."

"Flying star."

"At this time, don't be naughty."

A gentle male voice came from the carriage, and a broad hand stretched out from behind and touched Murong Feixing's shoulder.

Hearing this person's voice, Murong Feixing immediately closed his eyes, lowered his eyebrows and submissively stepped aside.

"yes, Sir."

big brother?

Ji Jiashu's pupils constricted, and he finally understood who this king flag was erected for.

The eldest prince of Hou Liao, Murong Feilan.

The person who came was not the king of Hou Liao, but the legendary prince of Hou Liao with extraordinary talent!
Ji Jiashu's mouth was a little dry. He had often heard the name of the prince of the Later Liao Dynasty in Southern Chu. It is said that Murong Feixing's Fenghua Lord position was also handed over by Murong Feilan because he didn't like to show his face.

Ji Jiashu had never seen the Prince of Later Liao Dynasty before.

Not only Ji Jiashu, after hearing that voice, all the practitioners cheered up and raised their heads suddenly.

Under the eyes of everyone, a man wearing a white tiger cloak stepped out of the carriage from behind Murong Feixing.

The man appeared in the daylight with a smiling face.

"how come?"

Seeing his face, Ji Jiashu, Zhao Guang and others were stunned.

 Murong Feilan forced Graman and finally arrived at Houliao's home court.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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