Predecessors all over the world

"Okay, okay." Cheng Madam sneered three times. He was really an ungrateful wolf. "Since you have decided, let's do it yourself."

He wanted to see if he didn't agree, who would dare to help this kid open a phoenix nest?

Prince Cheng left with his longevity.

Prime Minister Baili looked at Feng Lin and couldn't help but sigh. He was not strong enough, so he turned his back and made a rash move. It seemed that it was time to consider Feng Ji's suggestion and change someone to the throne.

He left, too.

The other court officials never took this puppet emperor seriously and retreated as if nothing had happened. Only Princess Baoli was thinking about the past relationship and advised him: "Brother Lin, go and take a favor with the prince consort, it's not now.

When you are angry."

Feng Lin sat on the throne, expressionless, and golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Lin?" Princess Poly screamed again.

Feng Lin came to his senses, looked at her for a while, and stood up without saying a word and left.

He had never been so rude to himself. Princess Poly felt abnormal vaguely, but she couldn't say that something was wrong. She returned to her princess's mansion with concern.

The servant came to report: "Your Highness, Prince Ji is here to visit."

Feng Ji? What did he do? Princess Baoli didn't want to see her, but her ominous premonition lingered in her heart, which made her change her mind: "I know, please wait, I'll wash up and come."

At the same time, Phoenix Platform.

Feng Lin soon discovered that the attitudes of the palace people had changed. Even if they were not afraid enough, they still maintained their superficial respect, but now, they almost put contempt and sympathy on their faces.

Yes, Yu is now the world of Prince Cheng and Prime Minister Baili. How could he still sit firmly on the throne if he competes with them?

If you can't sit steadily, you can't sit steadily, as if anyone cares.

Feng Lin thought without any concern. Anyway, he returned to Jingzhou first just to get the complete "Golden Feather Ming Phoenix Record". Now not only did he get this mental method, but he also unexpectedly got the "Phoenix True Art", which is enough.

Since everyone has broken their faces, there is no need for me to continue to pretend to behave. It is urgent to open the Phoenix Nest as soon as possible.

Feng Lin made up his mind and turned into golden light and flew towards the Classic Pavilion.

"See the Emperor." The palace servant guarding the Classic Pavilion bowed down, looking respectful as before.

"Go and find out the jade slips of Feng Nest for me." Feng Lin said.

"yes."

This palace man's temples were slightly frosted and had been organizing books in the Dictionary Pavilion for more than a hundred years. Although he had no hope of building a pill, his life was calm. Instead, he watched several political alternations, and he had a lot of wisdom that he was not happy with things or sad with himself.

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He found out the classics related to the Phoenix Nest with no humility or arrogance, with about five or six jade slips.

Feng Lin's head began to hurt again.

The palace servant observed his expression and immediately began to introduce him: "This one records the establishment of the phoenix nest, and this one was a sacrifice from all dynasties..."

"I want this." Feng Lin picked up the sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sac

"yes."

The Phoenix Platform is full of eyeliners, and every move is under the noses of others. But Fenglin subconsciously felt that this was actually the safest place for him.

So, he didn't go anywhere and returned to his bedroom to study the jade slips.

All sacrifices are actually similar. What needs to be paid attention to is time, sacrifices, and rituals.

The phoenix is ​​the master of fire, so it should be chosen at the noon when the yang energy is the most abundant; the offering is a variety of spiritual fruits, the higher the grade, the better; the most complex ritual, and a person who is familiar with the sacrificial poem needs to hold the sauna tree in his hand,

To sing long and complex prayer words, there must be singing and dancing.

Feng Lin's backing and flipped through the historical records of the phoenix nest. It said that the last phoenix was called Hui. It lived alone in the world for a long time, but in the end it could not bear the loneliness. He took the initiative to enter the phoenix nest and waited there.

die.

Before leaving, it told the ancestor of Yu that the phoenix would no longer have the blood of divine blood, and then whined three times and flew into the tomb.

After that, when the descendants of the Yu family entered the phoenix nest, they would always hear the roving phoenix singing, so they believed that the rosy soul had not left and still protected the descendants of the Yu family.

Seeing this, Feng Lin was very confident. If there were really some reckless thoughts in the phoenix nest, perhaps it could help him find the Phoenix Fire and save Yin Miaomiao.

The monarchs in the cultivation world are actually much worse than those in the mortal world.

In the mortal world, no matter how much everyone makes trouble, they will be physically mortal, and will die. Thousands of troops will come over, and no matter whether they are important officials with great power or supreme princes, they will die.

In the realm of cultivation... I'm sorry, cultivation determines everything.

Even if the monarch contacts all parties, as long as the ministers' cultivation is high enough, they can be crushed to death with one finger. For example, Prime Minister Baili, who is known as an old minister of the three dynasties, but he did not only live for three dynasties, but he became the prime minister of the three dynasties.

If you want to ask how many dynasties he has experienced, there are about five or six emperors.

In this case, don’t expect the ministers to have any awe of the emperor. For Prime Minister Baili, the emperor of Yu’s family can be changed and anyone can sit. If this doesn’t work, then change it.

After extinguishing patience with Feng Lin, the old man no longer wanted to waste time on the rotten wood. He decisively took over the olive branch handed over by Feng Ji and began to plan for a change of dynasty.

"People's hearts are unstable, so this matter should be fast or slow." Prime Minister Baili designated a strategic policy and "fight quickly and decide quickly."

"Don't worry, Prime Minister, as long as you can drag the prince consort out of Cheng, leave the rest to me." Feng Ji was full of confidence.

Phoenix Platform is now a sieve. If you dig three feet into the ground, you may not be able to find a palace maid loyal to the emperor. As long as you can hold back the steps of Prince Cheng's entry into the palace, it will be easy to kill Feng Lin.

But then again, will Mr. Cheng take action even if he knows that he has raised an ungrateful wolf?

Prime Minister Baili caught a glimpse of Feng Ji's expression and shook his head secretly: Even if Prince Cheng doesn't like Feng Lin, he will be the one who supports the throne with one hand. Except for himself, he will not allow others to depose him, otherwise he will be slapped in the face.

He needs to experience it again, but it is better than the one now. Prime Minister Baili thought and reminded: "Fenglin has the cultivation of golden elixir after all, so he must be careful when doing things."

Feng Ji responded and remembered another past event: "Where is Chongxiao Sect..."

"Don't worry, there should be no time to care about the affairs of Jingzhou." Prime Minister Baili became a spirit. If he hadn't been sure that Yin Miaomiao was seriously injured, he would have just ruined Feng Lin so much. Naturally, he would have found out clearly.

Feng Ji finally felt relieved and responded happily.

When the palace transformation occurred, Feng Lin was still squatting in the study and memorizing the book.

Usually, monks can remember information and their spiritual consciousness can be collected into their minds by scanning them. However, some content with special magic power cannot be engraved with their spiritual consciousness, and they must use their brains to remember them.

Feng Lin originally wanted to find the minister who presided over the sacrifices for many years, but found that he was under house arrest. After thinking about it, most of the other party did not dare to help him at the risk of angering Prince Cheng, so he had to endorse the letter himself.

But he is a poor student.

The books that Yin Miaomiao forced to read for several years were not changed, but the essence of the poor student was not changed. I had a headache when I saw the book. It was even more difficult to memorize such obscure words. I worked hard for a long time to finish the three paragraphs in the middle of the night.

, Looking back, I forgot the first paragraph again.

The poor student shed tears of pain and had to carry it back again.

However, not long after, there was noise and fighting outside, which made him unable to concentrate. Feng Lin put away the jade slip and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, Feng Ji and his people broke into the front of the palace and said bluntly: "Feng Lin, as an emperor, you are not worthy of your position, so please abdicate yourself."

In the past, Feng Lin might consider it, but he would never give up if he had no choice but to enter the phoenix nest if he had no choice but to do so: "Dream."

"Then don't blame me for not chanting the feelings of brothers and feet." Feng Ji sang and recited well, and said with grief and anger. "I can't let Yu die at the hands of you, the foolish king."

It's nothing to do with me. Feng Lin looked cold: "If you have the ability, go and kill them."

Feng Ji didn't blink for a moment, as if he didn't hear this sentence: "I asked you one last time, would you like to abdicate?"

"I think beautifully."

If you can't reach an agreement, you can only start a fight.

To be honest, Feng Lin was a little worried when facing so many people, but when he tried, the feeling of helping him appeared again. The negative emotions of panic, impatient, and uneasy disappeared completely, and the blood in his body boiled.

The fighting spirit is high, the spiritual power is like an arm instructing you, and the magic is too powerful.

The opponents fell one by one, blood poured into his palms, and a heat flow continued to flow into his body. He narrowed his eyes slightly and felt his unprecedented strength.

This feeling is really good. If you are stronger, let him be stronger. Drive all these people away and make all those who oppose them bow down and surrender. The phoenix should have soared in the sky, but how could it be confined to a cage?

"You're hiding your strength?" Feng Ji retreated for a while and looked at him in surprise. Feng Lin's performance was very different from the rumors. Could it be that he had been hiding his strength and was just waiting to lead you into the trap today?

Feng Lin's figure flashed instantly, very similar to Feng Ji's body movements, but its exquisiteness is far better than that of him.

Feng Ji secretly called it bad, and wanted to escape without saying a word.

A clear chant.

The eight gates of the Phoenix Platform suddenly rushed towards its golden light columns, and the magical spell floated in the air, condensed into a huge and closed barrier.

Feng Ji waved his hand to summon the fire dragon, trying to make it break through the barrier. But the fire dragon refracted back as soon as it touched the invisible boundary wall. The hot flames swept across the refugee palace servants and burned them to ashes in a blink of an eye.

Prime Minister Baili and Prince Cheng, who were confronting each other in front of the palace, looked up at each other in surprise, and looked at each other with fear. Phoenix Platform had never had such an unusual phenomenon. What did this guy do?

They wanted to go in and find out, but the barrier was extremely powerful and could not be broken for a while.

Prime Minister Baili finally couldn't help but questioned: "What did the prince-consort do?"

"Absurd, I want to ask you what else did?" Cheng Gongma was also secretly shocked.

Both of them looked at each other with suspicious eyes. After a while, they had to admit that they might have made a mistake, but they were not making trouble for each other.

Soon, the barrier disappeared, and red blood flowed through the gaps in the door, like a sticky and thick river of blood. Cheng Fuma waved his sleeves to open the door, and the scene inside was fully visible.

The corpses and bones are everywhere, and blood and energy are soaring into the sky.

Feng Lin raised his head, and the golden light moved in his blue-green eyes, and a faint smile filled the corners of his lips, strange and cold.

Feng Lin came abruptly, with blood on his body and a pale face. He could only squeeze out a smile when he saw Yin Miaomiao: "I have found a way, let's go into Feng's nest now."

"Have you found a way?" Xiang Tianya glanced at him, "Are you sure?"

He said: "Confirm, time is limited, we need to go through before they find out."

Yin Miaomiao opened her eyes, full of doubts: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, someone has forced the palace just now." He whispered, "The prince consort is busy cleaning up the mess. He can't control me for the time being. Let's leave now, otherwise there will be no chance."

Yun Lian and Xiang Tianya looked at each other. Although it was a bit strange, Yin Miaomiao's body could not wait. No matter what the problem was, he had to go there.

"Walk."

They headed for the Phoenix Nest.

The author has something to say: I will be able to enter tomorrow!

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