There were a total of ten gigantic stone pillars in the palace. Five of them stood side by side on each side. Each stone pillar was engraved with rows and rows of words and patterns.
Li Chengfeng took a closer look and saw that the stone pillar was made of countless stones piled together. There seemed to be some sort of mechanism inside, and these stones were slowly rotating, forming groups of words and images.
When Li Chengfeng first looked at it, he felt that the words were blocked and he could not understand what they meant. However, when the sound of the mechanism stopped, he suddenly realised that the words had rearranged themselves into normal words, and the pictures were even more distinct.
Li Chengfeng stood in front of the first stone pillar and carefully studied the patterns on it. He realised that it was a flower totem with lines of golden words on it.
Li Chengfeng took a quick glance and was about to read it carefully when he suddenly heard a loud crack outside the palace. The sound was so terrifying that it sounded like the sky had exploded, giving Li Chengfeng goosebumps.
Li Chengfeng immediately rushed out. When he reached the door and looked outside, his scalp went numb.
At this moment, the palace in the clouds was surrounded by a dense crowd of immortals. Some of them were riding tigers, some were riding cows, some were riding cranes, and some were riding rare beasts that Li Chengfeng could not identify. They all held magical treasures in their hands, either scattered high up in the clouds or formed a formation in front of the palace.
Not far in front of these countless immortals stood a man. He was too far away to recognize his face, but Li Chengfeng only needed one look to feel a towering arrogance wash over him.
The man's hair was disheveled and his upper body was bare. His trousers were torn beyond recognition. Compared to the sky full of immortals, he looked like a savage. Although he was bare-handed, Li Chengfeng felt like he was indomitable and majestic as he stood there, suppressing the immortals with his aura!
At this time, the door of the palace suddenly burst open. The beautiful woman named Nu Nu suddenly rushed into the palace while gasping for breath and said anxiously: "Palace Lord!
The three heavenly kings, nine star lords, twelve island masters, forty imperial servants, nine thousand immortal generals, a hundred thousand immortal soldiers … they're all here!
Before Li Chengfeng could speak to the beautiful woman, he saw the man with disheveled hair suddenly move and appear on the stone steps of the palace in an instant.
Li Chengfeng could feel the man's aura locking onto him. The man was standing against the light so he could not see his face clearly. However, Li Chengfeng could see the man's torch-like eyes glaring at him. It was Li Chengfeng!
When Li Chengfeng's eyes met the man's, his entire body froze, unable to move. He could only watch as the man came closer and closer. Just as he was about to see his face clearly, he suddenly raised an arm and pointed a finger at Li Chengfeng. Li Chengfeng watched as the finger touched his forehead.
Then, the man quickly made three hand seals and threw a palm towards Li Chengfeng. Li Chengfeng felt as if the palm occupied his entire vision. The man simply raised his palm and Li Chengfeng watched as the palm came closer and closer to him, until it covered the sky and the earth, and came crashing down on his head!
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"Ah!!!"
Grand Qi's Tianjing capital, Inherited Immortal Palace's bedroom.
A woman who was about eighteen or nineteen years old screamed as she woke up on a large, luxurious bed. She was sweating profusely and had a frightened expression on her face. But even though she was frightened, it could not hide her beautiful face. She was born with a small oval face and beautiful facial features. Below the corner of her eye was a sesame-sized beauty mole, which was bright and beautiful.
The woman looked around to see that the spacious room was pitch black. The giant bed looked like an empty ship.
But not long after, the palace maids serving outside heard the noise and immediately pushed the door open with lanterns. The palace maid who came in first quietly lit the candlestick and covered it with a delicate lantern veil. The palace maids who came in later carried lanterns and filed in. For a moment, the silent room was filled with light and the candlelight swayed.
The leader of the palace maids bowed. "Princess, are you frightened?"
The princess did not say a word. Her eyes flickered. After a while, she lifted the blanket covering her body and said, "Dress up, I want to see my father!"
"But, at this time …" The leader of the palace maids hesitated. "I'm afraid His Majesty has already gone to bed."
The princess looked at her coldly. Her gaze was condescending, like a god looking down on ants on the ground. The palace maids broke out in cold sweat and trembled.
The leader of the palace maids immediately bowed and said, "Yes!"
The group of palace maids quickly busied themselves. In front of the mirror, the woman without any makeup had turned into a beautiful princess with a rosy crown on her head. Her black hair was slanted, and a golden hairpin pierced through it. Her face was powdered, and she was dressed in gorgeous clothes.
After a while, an eight-person palanquin came out of Inherited Immortal Hall. It passed through the left side of the harem and went along the long and winding path towards Bairen Hall.
The princess's wife, Feng Luan, arrived in front of Bairen Hall. The palace maids came forward to report. The commander of the imperial guards was hesitant, but it was only a moment of hesitation. The princess had already gotten down from the palanquin. She moved and appeared in front of Bairen Hall a hundred meters away. She stood in front of the door and bowed. She said in a clear voice, "Your daughter, Zhao Feiyue, requests to see my father!"
Not long after, the hall was lit up. An old voice sounded, "Come in."
Zhao Feiyue pushed open the door and entered. In front of her sat an old man in his fifties. His hair and beard were all white, and beside him lay an alluring and beautiful concubine, who was looking at her with dissatisfaction.
This old man was the emperor of Daqi, Zhao Bairen!
Zhao Bairen looked at the girl in front of him lovingly. He did not mind her disturbing him in the middle of the night.
During the founding of Daqi, it participated in the tragic war between the Celestial Emperor, Zhang Zhaoyang, and the Devil King, Sun Heluo. After the war, in order to balance the human world, the celestial world established an iron rule, "Cultivators are not allowed to become officials, and the royal family is not allowed to cultivate." Any cultivator who became an official would be attacked by the Celestial Pavilion, which was used by the celestial world to monitor the human world. Any cultivator from the royal family would also be killed by cultivators.
The purpose of this iron rule was to ensure that there would not be an eternal and powerful force in the human world. If the royal family learned the ways of the celestial world, with the huge resources they controlled, all the cultivation sects in the world would be at their feet. They could become the masters of the world forever and even have the power to challenge the heavenly realm.
Similarly, if a cultivator from any cultivation sect became an official, the resources they had would far exceed those of other sects. There would also be a terrifying force in the human world that could threaten the heavenly realm.
But nineteen years ago, this iron rule was broken!
In the eighth year of the Tianqi era, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. A holy fairy descended from the sky, and a golden light shone into the royal harem. A reincarnated fairy, Zhao Feiyue, was born!
Even though the cultivation world was extremely nervous and vigilant against such an unusual Heaven's Will, they still had no choice but to acknowledge this extraordinary princess. Moreover, they wholeheartedly taught her the celestial techniques of various sects.
At the young age of nineteen, Zhao Feiyue had already become the leader of the younger generation of female cultivators. Among the younger generation, except for a few talented and amazing descendants of famous families, almost no one was a match for her!
She also became the apple of Zhao Bairen's eye. No matter which prince came to ask for her hand in marriage, he would not accept it.
Zhao Bairen softly said to Zhao Feiyue, "Why are you here so late, Yue 'er?"
Zhao Feiyue lowered her head and said in a cold voice, "Yue 'er sensed a celestial phenomenon tonight!"
Zhao Bairen's expression changed. "Oh?
What kind of celestial phenomenon? "