"Bang, bang, bang!"

One after another, the extremely heavy bell sounded from above the Central Schoolyard of Bei'an Prince's Mansion in the north city of Tianmen Pass and spread outward. In a blink of an eye, it resounded throughout the entire Xiongguan Chongcheng located in the middle of Tianmenxia, ​​the 100-million mountain.

In Daxia, there has been a custom of ringing bells in the morning and drums in the evening since ancient times. Therefore, although the darkness still covers the land of Tianmen Pass, the new morning has quietly arrived. Today, Daxia will hold a national memorial for the old Bei'an King in the north of the northern city.

This is the second national tragedy since the old empress dowager in the 90th year of the Great Xia calendar.

Perhaps even the Tao of Heaven sighed at the passing of such an old man, so the heavy snow had been falling for half a month and had not stopped. Today, it was roaring like an avalanche.

At the same time, with the ringing morning bell, located in a corner of the schoolyard, around the vast stone statue tower with silver-white light, one teleportation light after another lit up almost at the same time, and then bright teleportation flowers bloomed in the snow-filled night sky.

After each teleportation flower slowly dissipated, a solemn-looking official at Daxia appeared under the stone statue tower. Most of them came from Shenjing City, while others were teleported from various resident stations of the thirty-six prefectures, and gathered in Tianmen Pass to participate in the national tragedy.

According to the Daxia law, national sorrow is the mourning of the whole country. The main officials of Daxia, both civil and military, must attend.

Today, Daxia has the convenience of a stone statue tower. No matter how far the area is, it can be reached in an instant. Therefore, with the ringing of the morning bell, more and more teleportation light columns lit up between the sky and the earth, extending to one place, illuminating the entire sky above the Tianmen Pass.

Most of the officials who appeared on the school grounds of the North City City of Tianmen Pass were for the first time in their lives, and there was no difference between civil and military affairs. They all wore a unified plain robe with a calm expression, and then turned their eyes to the front of everyone, with a complex expression.

At the forefront of all the officials, three old men who came to Tianmen Pass were the first to come to Tianmen Pass. Although their hair was gray and their faces were old, their figures were still upright. The extremely vigorous blood energy on their bodies could even form a blood-colored tornado rising into the sky in the rolling snow.

The two kings and one duke in Daxia except King Bei'an!

The three of them were wearing plain robes like the officials, looking up at the snowflakes flying down the sky. Then they were tall, but with round faces and kind eyes. Like an old lady next door, King Zhenhai Fei Lianqin reached out and gently grabbed a small snowflake flying in front of them, and then said with a melancholy:

"I was in this snowflake and felt Jiang Yu's breath, domineering thunder, and the scorching sun fireworks."

"It is indeed the aura of this guy, so vast and boundless. It seems that the guy who has always been regarded as a degenerate person, has indeed taken the lead in stepping on the bridge and walked ahead of us."

The Western Barbarian King, who was dark-skinned and not burly, but was shining like a rock, opened his mouth and sighed. After the thick sound came out, the Western Barbarian King Zhong Li Ye grabbed the particularly wide and thick palm and continued to speak:

"Jiang Yu's time is not a kind of relief? In fact, perhaps on the day we were waiting to force him, his heart was already dead. If His Majesty Taizu had not pressed the burden of the northern border on his shoulders, and the high-level cultivation of the Ice Field Female Saint has always been an unstable factor that Daxia Tianmen Pass needs to be guarded against, Jiang Yu would have thought about going on. Now that the north is stable, he will be at ease."

Speaking of this, the old Ximan King, with clear edges and corners, also reached out to catch the snowflakes with the rhythm of the King of Bei'an, with complex eyes and continued to sigh:

"Until this time, I didn't know if it was right for me to make him decide, and if there would be a better way?"

"It's been so long, and it's no point to think about the decisions that have been made before. Daxia and the entire new era must look forward. If future generations of history think we have done something wrong, then as decision makers, I am willing to bear the punishment of being scolded for thousands of years!"

After the voice of the Western Barbarian King fell, an old and calm voice slowly came from the mouth of the old man in the middle, and then suppressed the entire void like a tiger in the sky and earth. Xu Sheng, Duke of Wei, narrowed his eyes, and his head was completely gray and even more sad than the snow flying in the sky.

Since taking command in his later years and going to the Western Xinjiang, the old man has aged at a speed visible to everyone, which has made King Zhenhai and King Ximan both worry from the bottom of their hearts, and then said together:

"Brother Xu, you should pay attention to your health."

"I know my body myself, and I can resist it for the time being."

Xu Sheng responded softly, and then he reached out to button up the plain clothes and mourning robes that were originally draped on his body one by one. His whole movement was meticulous. After finishing, he took the lead and walked forward towards the northern gate outside the Bei'an Palace. At the same time, the voice came out:

"In the magical power of the land gods and immortals, the power of the last great sun annihilation erupted beyond imagination and far more profound than everyone saw. The extremely hot sun would evaporate the ice in the extreme north snowfield, whether on the ground or in the void, and rise into the sky. Then, these cold air turned into heavy snow under the blowing of the north wind, and then formed the heavy snow that stretched out continuously and covered the sky.

"So King Jiang Yu of Bei'an did not dissipate directly. He brought his last glory to the billions of snowflakes in the world, sprinkling the northern territory he dedicated to. This is his last will, so let us wait and send him on his last journey!"

After the sound of Xu Sheng, Duke of Wei, rolled out like a tiger's roar, there were dense crowds behind him. The officials of Daxia who were standing in line took a step forward at the same time, and the entire sea of ​​plain clothes slowly moved forward.

"Your Majesty, the morning bell is up. It's time to go to the northern city of Tianmen Pass."

Inside the restaurant in the mountain, Liang Po's magnetic reminder sound came to Zhao Yu's ears. Then the young emperor who had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time nodded, slowly stood up, and slowly walked out the door with his group. At the same time, a faint emperor voice came out:

"I wonder if you have heard of the eight sufferings in the world, such as birth, old age, illness, death, love separation, hatred, meeting with enemies and hate, seeking without gain, and the blazing of the five aggregates. The ancients once said that if you can fully see through these eight sufferings, you will immediately ascend to the Tao, which is the only experience of our human race!"

After Zhao Yu's voice fell, everyone walked out of the restaurant gate and came to the wide carriage. Just as they were about to board the carriage, Jiang Yue suddenly stopped, bowed to Zhao Yu solemnly, and said:

"Your Majesty, I have something to ask for."

"Go and take this female shopkeeper from the mountain restaurant to the city wall to send Jiang Yu for the last journey."
Chapter completed!