"My little place is indeed not as prosperous as Kyoto." Wu Lin and Su Wei couldn't help but sigh.

But he doesn't like it very much. Kyoto is too prosperous and not suitable for a salted fish like him. If you really want to live here, you won't be calm every day.

"That's natural, I don't look at where this is. It's not prosperous under the emperor's feet." Su Wei said with a smile.

"Yes, I just watched some people hurrying, as if something was going to happen recently." Wu Lin was a little confused.

Su Wei recalled that it seems that there are no big days recently.

"I don't know, I'll ask when I go to the inn."

The two of them also first arrived in Kyoto, so they were naturally unfamiliar with the local area. How could they know the local customs? At most, they only know some of the more widely circulated ones.

"Please objectively, please try to play the top or stay in a hotel?"

As soon as he entered the inn, the waiter in the hall hurriedly came up and shouted loudly.

"First a table of good dishes, then open two rooms to the room." Wu Lin then handed out a small piece of silver.

The waiter immediately took the broken silver: "Okay, please sit down first, and the good food will come soon."

Wu Lin took Su Wei to find a gap and sat down. After carefully looking around, he found that there were many people from the martial arts world, each of whom was powerful with swords and swords. The food and food they ate were good, at least they were not something that could be eaten by the gangsters at the bottom.

"Whether there is no problem with those with swords and swords at the emperor's feet?" Wu Lin was a little confused.

"We are very strong in Wu Feng, so it is normal to bring swords and swords. What's more, the imperial guards who patrol the streets are not easy to mess with, and basically no one dares to cause trouble." The waiter happened to come to serve the food. When he heard Wu Lin's doubts, he answered it casually.

"So that's it. I'm afraid to ask my little brother. I looked very happy. What's the big deal in Kyoto recently." Wu Lin stuffed a few copper coins over.

The waiter stuffed a few copper plates into his arms, and when he got the tip, he naturally smiled: "You don't know. The current emperor came forward and said that it was a big event to hold a national sacrifice. The last national sacrifice was only held once at the beginning of Da Cang. As today's prosperous era, the current emperor ordered another national sacrifice."

"Dare you dare to ask if this national sacrifice is a sacrifice?" Wu Lin always felt that it was a sacrifice when he heard this name.

After asking this, the waiter asked. He actually didn't know what the national ritual was, but he only knew that it was widely circulated outside: "I don't know what this is, but it is said that he invited major sects and families in the world to watch the ceremony, and even the general Wu Kuang Tzu, who guarded Mobei, came back."

In order to increase the authenticity of his words, the waiter even brought out the famous existence of Wu Kuangtu.

"Wu Kuangdou is also in Kyoto?" Wu Lin narrowed his eyes. He still couldn't forget the father-son match between him and Wu Kuangdou, and he was beaten to his sons by the other party.

"Of course I'm back. On the day I returned to Beijing, I saw him returning to the Princess's Mansion with my own eyes." The waiter said confidently.

"Yes, it seems that you might have the chance to meet the martial arts genius on that day of the national festival."

The waiter didn't hear anything from Wu Lin's tone, but just thought he was a person who admired Wu Kuang Talent. There were many such people in the world, most of whom were young men who had just debuted. After hearing some legends in the world, they dared to come out.

Wu Lin is naturally also a little boy, but his brother Wu Mingkong is more aggressive and he has a stronger cheat for him, so he is considered a special existence.

"Then you have good food and drinks, please give me instructions if you have anything to do." After the waiter had served the dishes, he thought of leaving, but he was much more polite for the sake of Tifei.

"It's easy to say, okay, little brother, wait a moment. I want to ask when this national festival will be held. I have some preparations to go and see the fun." Wu Lin asked gently.

"At the end of this month, three days later, I have to say that you are here too quickly, and you happened to encounter this rare grand occasion in a century." The waiter said with joy. When the shopkeeper behind him coughed, he left in a little disappointed manner. He also knew that the chatting here was too long and delayed the other guests.

Su Wei and Wu Lin looked at each other, and after dinner, they returned to the room under the guidance of the waiter.

"You said..." Su Wei was about to speak, but saw Wu Lin making a move to silence, and then took out a talisman of the ultimate voice.

"This place may have ears and ears, so it is better to use the sacred notes to isolate the sound carefully." Wu Lin said very cautiously.

Su Wei nodded and then said, "You said, will there be any major event here? It is related to the Tianmen that Wu Kuangtu mentioned at the beginning."

Wu Lin also had this idea, after all, this happened so coincidental.

The matter between the Tianmen and the Tianren is quite obscure. If it weren't for the last encounter, they wouldn't have known that there were ghosts like Tianren in the world.

"Then will my elder brother be in trouble?" No matter from that aspect, Wu Mingkong seems to have something to do with the Tianmen, and even the heavenly being tortured by Wu Mingkong into that ghost.

"You said, would the Tianmen be created by your elder brother?" Su Wei asked suddenly.

This sentence made Wu Lin’s black line: “Our brothers had a Tianmen before they were born. Isn’t it a bit bad to say that it was created by my elder brother?”

This time is not right, but he clearly remembers that Wu Kuangtu said that he killed a celestial being twenty years ago. Wu Mingkong could not have started to make trouble before he was born.

Wu Lin and Su Wei didn't know that the celestial beings could take over the body and be reborn. They actually didn't know much about the celestial beings, they only knew that they were just a group of things that were neither human nor ghost, and they were very strong.

"Your words seem to make sense. It is really unlikely to think about it. So do you have any plans next?" Su Wei knew that Wu Lin went to Kyoto this time to kill Mu Sheng, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

It’s okay to forget what happened before, but he was ready to retire, and he was forced to be pulled out, and it would be unhappy for anyone. Since Mu Sheng made him uneasy, Wu Lin could only send him to death.

"Let's go and find out first and see when Mu Sheng will appear on the day of the national festival. Once he comes out, I will just hit him directly from outside the city." Wu Lin's plan was very concise and clear.

It is to find Mu Sheng’s position and then a thunder moves down to make the other party a charred corpse. It’s very simple.

Since he called a ranged attack, melee battles and other things have become clouds. Before the person comes, a thunder went over to make the other party feel cold. There is no need to fight with people in close combat.

Of course, his martial arts were not lost either. He was not afraid of ten thousand, but was afraid of if he was not. If he really met a ruthless person, he might be able to use it.

"Okay, then you and I will investigate separately?"

"No, let's go together. If you are discovered by the Wu Kuang Talent, we can at least run away together, otherwise the other person will be alone and they will not fall into the trap together." Wu Lin was not worried about being discovered by others. Basically all the people who knew their identities were dead. Only one Wu Kuang Talent had seen him not dead yet.

As for Su Wei, it’s even simpler. With the masterful skill book "Thousand Faces of Treasures", it’s very easy to disguise. For example, now she is not using her original appearance, but her disguise appearance, so she naturally doesn’t worry about being recognized.

Su Wei is also a ninth-grade god-driven warrior, and she still knows many people.

"Okay, there will be some help at that time." Su Wei was still scared of the strength of the Wu Kuangdou. She could not break the defense with one strike with all her strength, which was extremely terrifying.

Even now, she was not sure to take ten moves in Wu Kuang's hand. She felt that at most she could only play with the celestial sacred man.

In this regard, she could only sigh that why there are so many evil spirits in this world?

This is just the wrong person Su Wei compares. If she compares normal people, she is actually a genius. Otherwise, she could become a ninth-grade God so young, and she would be considered a leader in the generation. However, the people she contacts may not be considered serious, so she felt that I was a weak person.

"Since that's the case, let's take action first." Wu Lin was also in a hurry to do things.

Of course, you can’t just go to inquire at night, and who to inquire at night?

Of course, I have to find someone in charge of this matter or an insider during the day, and I will not work at night and go home, so where can I go to inquire?

At least you have to inquire about the good people during the day and visit them at night. Otherwise, if you really go out in the dark at night, wouldn’t you be wandering around like a headless fly? What can you find out?

Wu Lin naturally had a plan to go to the ending national sacrifice site. There must be officials there. As long as he finds the target and then follows home, he can visit him in the evening.

It is naturally very simple to find out when Mu Sheng came on stage. Just check the process clearly. There must be officials responsible for the national rituals, but Wu Lin doesn’t know which one it is.

After the two discussed it almost the same, they went straight out and walked slowly on the street, looking like they were wandering around.

...

In the Eastern Palace, Mu Sheng's eyes were covered with blood, his lips were frozen black, and he looked like he was in the cold winter.

The cold and cold inside his body kept spreading out from his body, and even caused some kind of dark ice crystal to condense into the entire Eastern Palace.

But Mu Sheng seemed to care, but instead stroked a long sword in his hand.

This long sword looks ordinary at a high level, and at most it is a little sharp, but upon closer inspection, it has a shocking aura.

This is the Canghuang Sword, which was sent by the Martial Mafia a few days ago.

This national sacrifice was to use the preparations of the entire Da Cang Dynasty to kill the Tianmen in one fell swoop.

As Mu Sheng touched, the Canghuang sword had been covered with a layer of black ice crystals at some point, and it looked like a sword made of black jade.

"As long as I cut off the Tianmen, I will have no worries at all. From now on, this will be my world." Mu Sheng's tone was filled with a hint of madness, and then he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"A group of stray dogs dare to be arrogant." The extremely cold and true energy flowed quickly, suppressing the tiny particles that were constantly bulging in his chest.

These tiny particles are the twisted souls built by countless celestial beings.

Mu Sheng did not expect that the Martial God Bone and Qingtian Blood in his body could actually restrain these twisted souls. Those twisted souls wanted to occupy his body, but he did not expect that as soon as he entered the body, he would be directly suppressed by the Martial God Bone and Qingtian Blood.

He even stepped into the tenth grade seeking Tao with the help of these twisted souls, and was not even afraid of the five declines of the heavenly beings.

He is not afraid of the five declines of heaven and man, not because he does not come. The five declines of heaven and man on his body are borne by the distorted souls in his body. These distorted souls are completely immune to the five declines of heaven and man, because of their own characteristics.

"The heavenly beings, the five declines of heavenly beings are not very good." Mu Sheng couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

He had no idea that his mental state had already had problems.

The twisted soul seems to be suppressed by him, and is even weakened by his five declines of heaven and man. But in fact, the real terrifying thing about the twisted soul lies in the assimilation of the soul of heaven and man.

Mu Sheng's soul that has been reincarnated and nourished for nearly a thousand years through the secret method of immortality is now being twisted back into the appearance of a god or a god.

The change in his mental state made him completely unaware of his own strangeness. From suppressing the twisted soul to now in less than a month, he had become extremely strange and had even begun to approach the gods.

But what is different from the heavenly beings is that he is free and not controlled by the Heavenly Gate. However, it is precisely this that has caused him to lose the ability of the heavenly beings who can be immortal as long as they are in the Heavenly Gate.

There is no free lunch in the world, and now he can even see hallucinations from time to time.

These are all emitted by the twisted soul. In those hallucinations, a terrifying demon shadow tortures every celestial being in various inhumane ways.

The fears of countless celestial beings intertwined and presented a large, continuous and terrifying picture.

Sometimes Mu Sheng couldn't tell where it was the reality, whether it was the celestial being in the hallucination, or whether it was him who was wiping the Canghuang Sword now.

"treat?"

Mu Sheng couldn't help but whisper two words. When he heard these two words, he would instinctively show a sense of fear. He didn't know why he was afraid of these two words, but he knew that this must be very terrifying, otherwise why would he be afraid?

Shaking his head, countless terrifying hallucinations dissipated from his eyes, and blood in his eyes became even more dense.

During this period, he basically didn't have a good night's sleep. Once he closed his eyes, all kinds of terrifying scenes would appear continuously. Even after forcibly falling asleep, the same was true in his dreams, even more real, as if he was empathetic. Every time he woke up from a nightmare, the cold sweat soaked his whole body.

But strangely, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but instead took it for granted that this kind of thing was normal and had never thought about it.
To be continued...