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Chapter 295 What is it?This is the second mountain and sea?
suddenly.

The "stargazing" ritual above the platform seems to have observed something.

With a slight tremor, through reality, images from the fantasy world were captured and reflected on the platform.

A dazzling star streaked across the sky and headed east.

"Mr. Zhang, did something pass by just now?" Candle Dragon Emperor curled up, making himself more comfortable to sit under the blanket.

The old president of the Yongyue Poetry Club raised his head tremblingly, took a careful look, and then said, "Return to Your Majesty, something has passed, it seems to be a meteor..."

"In Mr. Yizhang's opinion, is it good or bad for the stars to move eastward?"

"Return to Your Majesty, Yichen see..." The old president spoke very slowly, paused for a moment, frowned, seemed to be thinking carefully, and finally had a gesture of enlightenment, "Return to Your Majesty, I can't see..."

"However, since His Majesty asked, it must be auspicious, good luck!"

Emperor Zhulong nodded, stretched his waist, and said with a smile, "Since Mr. Zhang said it is auspicious, it must be auspicious."

Then he shifted his body, stretched his feet out from under the blanket, and poked around under the throne, as if looking for a shoe.

One by one stunned, and the foreign waiter, who was too old to look good, woke up cleverly when he saw this.

"Oh, Your Majesty, are you finally coming down? Don't move, let the old slave come, let the old slave come."

He hurriedly stepped forward, helped Emperor Zhulong put on his shoes, and then helped Emperor Zhulong to stand up.

Emperor Zhulong coughed twice, and smiled at the old president, "Mr. Zhang is full of talent, and his talent in poetry has not diminished in the past. It is a wonderful thing to appreciate it with Mr. Zhang. I am very satisfied with this poetry meeting..."

"However, after sitting for so long, it's time to get up and stretch your muscles and bones. I see, this poetry meeting is over here, and the talents of the Yueyue Poetry Club should be exhausted. Let's go back first, and we will meet again some other day." What do you think of the poetry meeting, Mr. Zhang?"

Hearing this, the old president, who was sick and looking like he was about to die, jumped up from his chair, bowed to Emperor Zhulong and saluted, "Your Majesty, the minister will wait for a long time and come back later! "

Immediately afterwards, jumping faster than a rabbit, he greeted everyone from the Yongyue Poetry Club, and was about to run away in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Emperor Zhulong's voice came from behind, full of emotion, "Mr. Zhang, we have been enjoying poetry these days, and we have jointly created several masterpieces that are worthy of being handed down to the world. This kind of poems should be published and passed on to the world. Let the world know that the way of poetry in this world has not yet fallen, so trouble Mr. Zhang, after you go back, sort out those few excellent works, and hand them over to the Ministry of Culture of the Empire for publication and distribution to the world in a few days..."

In the Yongyue Poetry Club, a member who was not so deep in the city's government twitched the corner of his mouth.

What a fart, a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!

In the past half a month or so, they have heard these two guys chattering in an senile manner.

Where is the poem born.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely do it!" The old president nodded, and smiled confidently at Emperor Zhulong, "After I go back, let my students sort it out. Although the old minister doesn't have a good memory, but When His Majesty and I tasted poems, my students had been listening below, and I must have memorized them..."

There was a blank look in the member's eyes.

I wrote it down, what did I write down?
Luna, is my memory erased?
Immediately afterwards, the old president resigned and walked out of the platform.

And the member also reacted and quickly followed.

It's just that when he walked out of the palace, he vaguely heard the voice of the Candle Dragon Emperor behind him.

"It's an auspicious sign that the meteor is moving eastward, and it means that I can achieve great things..."

"Which step has the "Candle Dragon Project" advanced to? "

"Where's Xia Lengxue? Where did the old woman go to be lazy? Hurry up and call her here!"

"Your Majesty, Director Xia has something to go out..."

"Going out? She didn't stay in the imperial capital well, why did she go out? Where did she go?"

"The second mountain and sea..."

…………

The second mountain and sea.

The city occupied by Taiping Road.

In the underground temple in the center of the main city.

Many braziers are placed around, and the flames are blazing, illuminating the surroundings.

Located in the very center, a tall stone tablet stands tall, and countless complicated patterns are painted on it with blood-colored cinnabar.

The Daoist of Taiping Dao, an old man with white beard and hair, dressed in a Taoist robe, stood in front of the stone tablet, with his hands behind his back, staring intently.

"Master Taoist, we have been waiting here for a long time, and the stele has not responded. Could it be that they lied to us?" A middle-aged Taoist priest next to Master Taiping asked quietly.

Daoist Taiping closed his eyes slightly, and said, "When the real immortal came to the world, there were changes, but the creation of Huangtian's prosperous age, even if there are continuous twists and turns, will eventually begin..."

"The person in charge of the First Shanhai Xie family, we have not been in touch with him for decades. This time, because of an accident on our side, Xie family suddenly sent us a message, asking us to give us a guide on the stele. There is indeed a problem…”

"However, there is a saying that Mrs. Xie said is true, Huang Tian's prosperity will not be interrupted by some twists and turns..."

"So, whether what she said is true or not, we must try."

"What's more, she doesn't need to lie to us..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest hesitated to speak, but saw the Taoist Master Taiping waved his hand and said, "Don't say much, just wait, if it turns out that the news she sent is false, I will go and ask her for an explanation in person! "

As soon as Master Taiping finished speaking, he suddenly had a thought, and quickly turned his head to look at the stone tablet.

In the next second, the stele shone brightly, the dense runes carved on it shone with dazzling brilliance, and the whole stele trembled slightly.

"This is, the stone tablet has responded?! The person who led us to create the prosperous world of Huangtian is about to come?!" The middle-aged Taoist priest beside him said happily.

Immediately afterwards, countless roots suddenly grew on the stone tablet, densely running through the void, opening a small jet-black opening in the space, and then pulling this small opening along the edge, and finally transformed into a huge one more than three meters high. aisle.

All the light passing through the passage is absorbed by the substance called void, causing the entire passage to be pitch-black, making it impossible to see the scene on the opposite side at all.

But just a little bit leaked from that passage, and everyone couldn't help trembling.

The people present were extremely excited and sure, this time is definitely a real fairy!

Only Daoist Taiping was excited, but felt that something was wrong with that breath.

Just when everyone was looking forward to the arrival of the real fairy.

After waiting for nearly a minute, there was no shadow of the real fairy.

Just when everyone started to wonder.

There was a loud bang, as if something had hit the passage directly.

Everyone was overjoyed, they hurried forward and shouted loudly, "Welcome to the real immortal!"

Then, they saw two figures fling out directly.

It fell to the ground with a bang.

Accompanied by an anxious cry, "Quick, quick! Close the door! Your uncle! Close the door!"

(End of this chapter)