not scientific at all

In a mansion on King's Avenue in the center of the capital of the Vesta Empire, several handsome young men dressed in gorgeous and fashionable clothes, but with strange oriental charms were sitting and drinking together.They have all experienced everything that Qingjing experienced in the temple. When Qingjing appeared in the main hall, they also heard an oracle in their minds, so they went to the home of one of the monks who were good at divination to discuss the matter. thing.

A young man in a long white embroidered gown, with long hair tied into a ponytail, raised his glass with one hand and said, "A new hero is born, and it's time for a new battle of gods to start. Knowing what level the heroes born this time are compared to us."

His smile seemed light, but there was a bone-biting chill in his eyes, and he looked far away in the direction of the temple, as if he wanted to see the people inside through that building.On the other side of the table, the man wearing a dark blue stand-up collar rubbed the rim of the wine glass with his fingers, and said with downcast eyes, "You have a hero who fantasizes about being reborn, why don't you ask yourself when your Cang Jia swordsmanship will break through to the barrier. The reason why Vesta lost to the Oro Empire in the battle is mostly because someone couldn't defend the northeast of the front line and let the opponent's cloud swallowing whale come in."

"Fang Daoyou, don't worry. Although my swordsmanship has not yet reached the state of perfection, it is still better than the one who lost his right leg in the first battle and could only hide behind people." The young man in white held his wine glass to the ground. On the table, bright red wine overflowed from the cup, and instantly turned into a wine blade across the table, neatly cutting open the wine glass in the opponent's hand.

After the wine in the cup gushed out, it turned into a series of wine blades and hit the blue-robed nobleman.He slapped the table with his right hand and stepped back several meters from the chair. At some point, he propped up an oil umbrella, and the umbrella opened to block the splashing red wine. Still have the face to mention my leg? Without you retreating, my Fang Ziruo's leg would not be bitten off by the cloud-swallowing beast! Do you think it is amazing that you have participated in five god battles? I heard that you were banned when you first entered the God Realm As an earl, but he hasn't made any further progress until now, and it seems that his strength is only mediocre."

The young man in white looked cold, pressed his right hand to the long sword at his waist, and said coldly: "Then you can see for yourself how strong I am!"

Just as the long sword was about to be unsheathed, a soft wind blew past his palm, holding his palm and pressing the sword back.A man in a black robe with a gentle smile walked over slowly by the table and tried to persuade the two of them: "We are all trapped in this small world, and we should support each other, so why go to war just because of a little quarrel? You were still injured by the enemy, and it just so happens that the new battle of the gods is about to start, and then I will definitely kill the owner of the cloud-swallowing beast to avenge you."

Shuyun's attitude towards this person was much better, and he smiled gently and said, "Brother Jiangling is right. We all ascended from the lower realms through untold hardships, but we were detained in this ghostly place where we can't practice. , Half of my life's cultivation seems to be nothing. Since I will die sooner or later after exhausting my lifespan, why don't I live happily every day, and make trouble for my own people."

Fang Ziruo also put away his umbrella, nodded to the young man in black robe, and tried his best to pull out a smile: "Since Senior Jiang Ling spoke, I have to be ignorant. If there are any grievances, we can settle them after we have survived this battle of gods."

They were drinking at the table, but sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room was a young man in a green robe with a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were empty, as if everyone in the room had nothing to do with him .He was not noticeable when he was sitting, but as soon as he stood up, everyone's eyes fell on him. They seemed to be expecting and fearing, and they only called out "Brother Tianji" in a low voice, and waited with bated breath. He spoke.

After waiting for a long time, Tianjizi finally spoke, his voice was indifferent and cold, unlike anything in the world: "The sky...is about to change."

The three of them hurriedly asked: "To change the sky? Could it be that my people from Vesta will ascend to the realm of the gods in this battle of gods?"

"No, this is something that happens after every god battle, and it's not a change of heaven. Is it possible to practice in this world in the future?"

"Is this damn world about to collapse? We can all get out of here, right?"

One by one they asked more urgently than the other, Tianjizi stood indifferently, and waited for everyone to express their inner expectations, then slowly said: "I saw the sky shattered, and fire came from outside the sky." After saying this, he said He closed his lips tightly and refused to say a word.

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When the group of Ascended were discussing the new heroes, the ceremonial officer had already issued the decree and asked Qing Jing to go back to the palace with him to attend the ceremony.

Although Qing Jing didn't intend to get married, it would be good to take this opportunity to leave the temple and find someone to ask about the situation in this world.Thinking back when Tang Seng was learning Buddhist scriptures, he almost married the king of his daughter country. Didn't he go out of the palace safely after talking about it in the end?What's more, what he wanted to marry was only the duke's daughter, not the king himself. If he wanted to explain the situation clearly, the king would let him go for the sake of the League of Immortals.

But will the king agree?

Qing Jing didn't think about it, because he still hoped that the world would be full of love and everyone he met would be reasonable.Otherwise, he would just be a criminal snake spirit, tie the king with his tail, and force the people in the palace to open the teleportation array to send him back.

After leaving the gate of the temple, someone brought a carriage and invited him to sit on it.I don't know what this carriage is made of, the outside is very ornately carved, and the floor is covered with a soft plush carpet, which is soft and comfortable to step on.The car windows are made of glass, and you can see the wide square, the tall villa-style buildings on both sides of the road, and the gorgeous palace that is close at hand.

It should be noon now, but the sky is overcast and the sun cannot be seen. The wind is full of the smell of water and mud, giving people a heavy sense of depression.There seemed to be something missing in the air, and he felt awkward every time he took a breath—even though it was such a humid and cool climate, he felt as if he was going to be dehydrated, something in his body was constantly passing away, being squeezed into the outer space , giving the illusion of suffocation.

Qing Jing pulled open his collar fiercely, revealing a piece of white and tender snake flesh, and took a few deep breaths to circulate his true energy to calm the dryness in his body.With this movement of true energy, he realized what was wrong - there was no spiritual energy in the outside air, not only was there no spiritual energy, but it was still absorbing the spiritual energy in his body all the time!

Although he is an unlearned snake spirit, he has traveled through several worlds and knows that aura is the basis for the survival of all things.Even the small thousand worlds, which cannot practice after the end of Dharma, have never had such a magical place, let alone heard of any world that can strip spiritual energy from the human body. Is this really a big thousand world?Even amoebas shouldn't be able to survive in this kind of unrecognizable place. How did so many mortals survive?

——Could it be that this group of people are the legendary silicon-based organisms, different from their fragile carbon-based organisms, specially grown in harsh environments?

To be able to come up with such a scientific explanation, he is indeed a qualified host!Qing Jing felt proud of his professional ability, sat up straight, and introduced this strange world full of feudal superstitions in standard Mandarin.

Ten minutes later, the carriage finally drove into the palace and stopped in front of a huge palace with a length and width of several hundred meters and a height of more than ten floors.In the temple, a group of maids dressed more beautifully than the maids of the temple and footmen in tights came out to greet them, and a long red carpet stretched from the hall to the steps.

The herald opened the car door for Qing Jing, and bowed to invite him to enter the palace.The palace has already prepared all the canonization ceremonies, and even the daughter of the Duke of Lulin has dressed up and posted up to meet him. It is almost the rhythm of getting married after the canonization is completed, and immediately here in the bridal chamber after marriage.

The official in charge of etiquette came up to guide him to the right place, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, Your Excellency. All your manners are bestowed by God, and they must be beautiful. You just need to follow your own habits. That’s good. Everything in this country is prepared for the warriors of the gods, whether it’s wealth or titles, or beautiful and noble women, they are all just to match your peerless power.”

Another ceremonial officer also smiled and said, "Yes, a hero born with a duke rank, this is the first time I have encountered a hero in my life for so many years. I heard that His Majesty the King only had a marquis rank back then, and it was only after many years of fighting that he was promoted. up to the current level.”

Qing Jing became more and more confused as he listened, and asked decisively: "What does it mean to be born with the rank of a duke? Isn't my duke conferred by the king?"

The ceremonial officer laughed and said, "The king is just performing various ceremonies on behalf of the gods. It is the gods who send oracles to the king according to your power level, and ask him to grant you the corresponding title, wealth, land and a matching wife."

Qing Jing wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly a high-pitched trumpet sounded outside the hall, and the two ceremonial officers hurriedly reminded him in a low voice, "His Majesty the King has arrived", then turned around respectfully and bowed towards the door.

Qing Jing looked in the direction of their salute, and saw a group of foreigners dressed in jewels, fur robes or shiny tights, with colorful hair coming from outside the hall.

Among this group of people, all the stars are holding a tall and straight black-haired young man.He was covered with medals and jewels, and wore a fur cape like a large quilt. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were like lacquer paint. As soon as he entered the hall, he looked at him intently, with a slight smile on his lips, and his expression was very calm and gentle.

"Good day, Your Majesty Qingbo!"

"Welcome to Your Majesty Qingbo!"

...That, isn't that a monk?

What kind of spirit is it for a Chinese monk to travel thousands of miles to become a king in a desolate small world full of crooked people?What is the spirit of this group of people who regard him as king?Among other things, the Chinese pinyin "Qingbo" suddenly appeared in a bunch of foreign names like Vera and Donna, so no one thinks that the style of painting is different!

Tucao returned to Tucao, he was very happy to see a designated fellow who can speak Chinese, he took the initiative to greet him, and said in Chinese: "Hello, fellow Taoist, I am Qing, the host of the Journey of the Heavens and Worlds program. Jing, there is something I want to ask my fellow Taoist for help."

Unexpectedly, the king acted as if he hadn't heard it, whispered a few words to the people around him, then walked to the stage in the middle of the hall, and took a sword from the attendant.The two etiquette officers quickly reminded Qing Jing in a low voice: "The awarding ceremony has begun, please go to His Majesty the King and kneel on one knee, and wait for him to press his sword on your shoulders and announce the honor of the world to you."

...Forget it, wait until the canonization is over, first record the entire ceremony, this is a special custom of Xiaoqianshi that is difficult to photograph.

Qing Jing walked up to the king, knelt down on one knee, and the ceremonial officer put his hand in the right position, and the king drew out his sword and pressed it on his shoulder, announcing in a velvety voice: "I, Vesta Empire King Xu Qingbo, according to the oracle, canonize the newly born hero as Duke Xueyuan, the lord of Snowfield Province, and hope that you will serve God devoutly and defend the glory of Vesta Empire in the battle of Gods."

Qing Jing swears allegiance to the Vesta Empire and the god according to the etiquette officer.Because it was not the oath of the heart demon, and he was not bound by that god in his body, he had no pressure to swear this oath, and when the king withdrew his sword, he stood up.

On both sides, there were ceremonial officers who came over with clothes, medals and family crests and awarded them to him in turn.The last thing to be given is a slender sword with round guards on both sides of the hilt. The king picked up the sword from the tray, carried it with his own hands, walked off the stage and handed it to him. Go forward like a sword and never retreat."

Qing Jing held the sword and called him: "Fellow Daoist..."

At this time, Xu Qingbo no longer put on the king's airs, nodded slightly, and replied in Chinese: "Wait a minute, there is still one last ceremony."

Then he returned to the stage.The music in the hall suddenly changed, making it more lively and festive.The king's smile deepened a bit, and he said softly: "I declare that the marriage contract between the Duke of Xueyuan and the Princess of Lulin has both sacred and secular effects. But before the wedding, I will, as Lord Vesta, Exercise the right of the first night to my people."

There was an uproar on the field.

With tears in her blue eyes, Princess Lulin ran to Qingjing's side at some point, and fell into his arms, weeping tenderly: "Ah, my dear husband, how could I abandon you and enter the palace? My body and my heart are What God has given you, even if I am by His Majesty's side, I will only think of you."

Qing Jing was a little baffled, after carefully questioning the concept of Chu Yequan, he realized that the king was actually a shameless flower picker!He looked up angrily, facing the king's dark eyes.This man was not ashamed to face the righteous eyes of his fiancé, walked down the stage with a smile on his mouth, raised his hand and grabbed his arm: "According to the customs of the Vesta Empire, as the master of this land, I, Your lord, will have all the legal powers of your husband three days before your wedding, my lord. Come with me to my chambers."

...Wait!

That's not what the hostess said!

The right of the first night is for the bride, how could it happen to him?

And where did the "husband" come from? Don't bully him as a semi-literate man who doesn't know enough translation skills!