In winter, heavy snow is flying.

The warmth in the Dudu Academy was as usual. There was a fire ground built underground to keep warm, which made the entire Dudu Academy gather together, and even made people feel a little hot.

This was built by Fang Xiu mobilized students from the entire academy to be used as an internship class, and also a warm kang was built.

This way of heating quickly became popular throughout the capital, and many noble families began to use it, and the kang even entered every household of the common people.

In the Andu Academy, as the bell rang for the end of the Master's lecture, the students and the Dahuan who were listening to the lecture saluted to the Master who was in charge, and then gradually retreated.

Fang Xiu walked out of the gate and looked at the snow covered in the courtyard and the white maple trees. At the same time, he saw the busy pedestrians on the street outside. The snow on the street was shoveled clean and piled up on both sides. When he walked along the avenue, he could see that the witch sacrifice altar in front of the palace had been built.

The tall altar looks divided into several layers, all of which are made of wood, up to more than thirty meters high.

"Winter is gone, spring is coming, and it's another season!"

According to their customs, at the beginning of each year, they will hold a grand witch god sacrifice to the heaven and the witch god.

I pray to the witch god to give them good weather this year and to bless the rule of these Huan people forever.

Just after the snow melts, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and this grand witch god festival is about to begin.

At that time, not only will the 50,000 Huan people in the entire capital city participate, but more than 100,000 people in the entire royal capital outside the city will also go to the capital city to worship the witch god they believe in.

At this time, most of the population did not live in the city, and the common people lived outside the city, and more people gathered outside the city into villages and villages, which was the world that truly belonged to the Huan people.

Fang Bo, the princes from all over the world, expressed his loyalty to King Huan in order to participate in this witch god sacrifice.

Therefore, this witch god sacrifice is also different from previous years, and it seems particularly important and cautious, which will affect the stability of the entire Dahuan and the handover of the powers of the new and old kings.

In the next few days, people went to the Dudu Academy to visit Fang Xiu, who was a Master.

Those who came here were the witch sacrifice witch witch wizards in the capital. Wu Ji and Master Feng talked about the mystery of the witch sacrifice technique. The witch talked to him about the magic of the power of bloodline magic, occasionally talking about the spiritual beasts and mysterious birds in the mountains and rivers, and the magical sea clans in the sea, which have the same effect as their bloodline magic.

The officials of the Dahuan's inner court came to talk to Master Feng about the strategies of governing the country, the geography of mountains and seas, and talked about the scene at the once-Lichid banquet. He said that the historian recorded the scene so that King Huan could know it. After hearing this, King Huan was also very curious about the strange man, Master Feng, in the Duke of the Duke of the Duke of the Palace.

Of course, the four people who came more frequently were Qingyang, Jia Yi, Che Shao and Tengsheng. Most of the people they came here were because of the Qingyun Taoist. They had met Qingyun Taoist in the palace and at night during the court meeting. There were fierce quarrels and accusations between the two sides, and there were many conflicts in the past few months.

This caused a lot of controversy throughout the city. Fang Xiu didn't pay much attention. Just listening to the conversation between the students and disciples, you can tell that the quarrel was very big.

However, this is within the capital. Only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, there is King Huan. Wu Jihua, who was once defeated by the Qingyun Taoist, and cursed the two men. Not only Qingyun Taoist, but even the Great Witch Saint could not kill people at will in the capital. He was also the strongest group of southern princes.

There are also some other strange people who are hiding in the capital. Most of these people are planning a vassal state, or want to obtain the inheritance of the witch sacrifice from Dahuan from joining the witch sacrifice, and even the existence who wants to obtain the blood of the witch god.

Of course, some people want to obtain a navigation chart to Nanzhou from Fang Xiu, and want to leave Dongzhou and go to Nanzhou.

Inside the Dudu Academy, the lights are brightly lit and the streets outside are silent.

In the side room, Fang Xiu, Qingyang and Jia Yi were drunk and many books were scattered on the ground. At this time, because the number of words was not large, most of the scrolls looked like, and there were not many books in the form of books.

"Fengdu! You say, what exactly does Taoist Qingyun want to do?" Jia Yi looked a little confused. He was a little cowardly when he saw Taoist Qingyun. However, the two sides were going back and forth. The so-called great witch Jiyun seemed to be tense and strongly resisted and suppressed the southern prince groups, but in fact there was no actual big move.

Fang Xiu leaned against the pillar, his expression seemed a little lazy, and he burst into laughter.

"perhaps?"

"He is just diverting everyone's eyes."

Qingyang's face was a little serious. They had already speculated, but they did not confirm: "Are you saying that he has another purpose? What is the purpose? Do you know about Fengdu?"

Fang Xiu waved his hand: "I said it's just~"

"Who knows!"

Fang Xiu's eyes seemed a little drunk: "Besides, the sky fell, and there were tall people standing against each other. What are the plans of Taoist Qingyun? The King Huan, the Witch Sacrifice, the curse, the many Witch Sacrifices, and so many powerful witches who were born with spirit-torn beasts, are your turn to worry about it!"

Fang Xiu looked at Qingyang, Jia Yi, and a playful look appeared on his face: "Do you really want to fight Qingyun Taoist life and death here?"

Qingyang shook his head: "After this Witch God Sacrifice is over, Che Shao is not ready to intervene in the battle of the next King Huan. After considering it, he believes that it is the safest situation to develop the power of the southern vassal states."

"With our current power, it is not enough to influence and control the Dahuan Dynasty. Decades have passed, and Dahuan has become stronger than before."

Jia Yi nodded and smiled at Fang Xiu, "My Jia Guobo will not do it anymore, I will sell it to them, and Qingyang doesn't want his Qingguo Marquis."

"After all, if I leave again, I will not be like them, nor will I be able to operate slowly and steadily like them, and what we want is different from theirs."

"They want control and influence in the mountains and seas, what we want..."

"It's just the great way and immortality!"

"We decided to establish a sect of immortal cultivation and leave a legacy among the mountains and seas. This is more reliable than this!"

After chatting overnight, the wine was over, and the thoughts were gone, so Fang Xiu sent them away.

"Yo roar!"

At this moment, a strange and shrill roar suddenly came from the street in the distance. In the middle of the night, only monks dared to walk at night in the capital with ghosts.

As the snow gradually melts, trees grow tender buds, and the weather gets warmer, the whole city begins to enter the most lively season.
Chapter completed!