I Make History a Myth

　　The sun is shining brightly.

　　Manchu civil and military.

　　Gathered outside the Yuqing Zhaoying Palace.

　　Taoists wearing Taoist robes and Taoist crowns looked serious inside and outside the palace.

　　Set up a festival.

　　in the palace.

　　Zhao Heng sat cross-legged on the bright yellow futon and opened his mouth slowly,

　　"Wang Aiqing, have the miracles been arranged?"

　　He wanted to let the world know that the Zhao royal family was ordered by God to rule the world.

　　Of course, there is no shortage of miracles to testify.

　　And God does not send miracles.

　　He does miracles himself.

　　Wang Qinruo lowered his head and said respectfully, "Report to Your Majesty, everything is arranged."

　　"At that time, Your Majesty only needs to pay homage."

　　"Nothing will go wrong."

　　Zhao Heng nodded when he heard the words.

　　Recognize Wang Qinruo's ability.

　　The last celestial miracle.

　　He did it very well.

　　Soon, the auspicious time will come.

　　Zhao Heng slowly got up and led people from the palace to Yuqing Zhaoying Palace.

　　Looking at the civil and military officials in front of him, Taoism and Taoism.

　　He walked in slowly, knelt on the ground, holding the jade talisman, facing the statue of the Jade Emperor, bowed his head and worshipped,

　　"Zhao Heng, the emperor of the lower realm, bows to the great heavenly emperor, the Jade Emperor, who holds the talisman, the imperial calendar, and the real body."

　　"The widow has been appointed by heaven, after the prime minister's world."

　　"Tremendous, I don't dare to slack off..."

　　With Zhao Heng's voice falling.

　　Over Bianjing.

　　Suddenly, an endless airflow swept the white clouds.

　　The whistling sound of the sky came from the end of the sky.

　　Like thunder.

　　resounded through the sky.

　　Hearing this voice, civil and military officials, Taoist Taoists, and Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng couldn't help but raise their heads.

　　Look up to the sky.

　　"This...this is..."

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Chapter 69

　　Everyone only saw the sky above Bianjing.

　　The stars obscured by the sun's rays lit up in vain.

　　Each star shone with a dazzling light that was only inferior to the big sun.

　　In the bright day.

　　The sky is full of stars.

　　With the big day Qihui.

　　Countless immortal music and kagura sang, and the scent of the sky filled the nostrils.

　　"This this……"

　　Manchu civil and martial arts, Taoist priests listened to fairy music, smelled strange fragrances, and watched visions.

　　Each brain is blank.

　　His mouth was so shaken that he could not speak.

　　Previously.

　　The ministers of civil and military affairs present, Taoist priests.

　　No one took this so-called Jade Emperor Ceremony seriously.

　　after all.

　　Who can be the minister of Wen and Wu, whose heart is not clear?

　　And Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng and Wang Qinruo jointly played the celestial book tricks that were not perfect, so that no one could see any flaws.

　　They already knew what the Majesty was thinking.

　　Just don't say it.

　　Cooperate with His Majesty to play a big show and make him happy.

　　But now.

　　First there are the stars of the day.

　　Then there was the sound of the immortal music, and the fragrance came out.

　　Is it.

　　Are all the miracles real?

　　The reason why it looks fake.

　　All to confuse the people of Da Liao?

　　Many ministers of civil and military affairs thought that when the miracle occurred before, the envoys of the Liao Kingdom were often present at the scene.

　　And this funeral.

　　The Liao envoys were not present.

　　For a while, there seemed to be a reason.

　　"...How did Wang Aiqing do it? No, no, this is not what Wang Aiqing did, this is...really..."

　　Zhao Heng stared at the vision that filled the sky and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

　　The Jade Emperor Ceremony held by himself.

　　Did you really invite the Jade Emperor down?

　　Wang Qinruo stared blankly at everything in front of him.

　　My heart was shaking uncontrollably.

　　Is there really a god?

　　Is there really a god in this world?

　　And he actually pretended to be a god, and used the book of heaven as a medium to give his will.

　　This...this is a pretense.

　　The will of the Jiao Zhao emperor was to beheaded.

　　And what is the will of the gods?

　　What will happen?

　　Being thrown into the eighteen layers of hell, can't you be reborn forever?

　　Think of this possibility.

　　Wang Qinruo's legs went weak, he lost all the strength to support, and collapsed to the ground.

　　But at this time, everyone looked up at the sky.

　　No one noticed Wang Qinruo's state.

　　call!Whoosh! !

　　above the sky.

　　Airflow rolls.

　　Some kind of tearing sound came from the end of the sky.

　　Under the bright white sky.

　　A gorgeous palace.

　　From far to near.

　　flew over.

　　In the sky over Bianjing, a shadow was cast that included the entire Bianjing and stretched to the end that was invisible to the line of sight.

　　The whole body of Tiangong is white jade.

　　Immortal mist shrouded it.

　　Spotless.