Tianji Pavilion, the imperial capital, stands on the Little Zijin Mountain.
Little Zijin Mountain is the highest place in the imperial capital. Standing on the nine-story white jade steps of Tianji Pavilion, you can see the entire Tianqi City spreading out in all directions under your feet. The avenues, energy towers, stretching for blocks, all the way to the end of the horizon.
In the prosperous and prosperous age, it is so prosperous.
Weiyang Palace is located in the south, like a horizontal heavy weapon, lying quietly in the center of the city. Looking down from the air, the palaces and pavilions are undulating, the flowers and trees are sparse, and it looks like a snake swimming in the fog.
The Tianji Pavilion is an important place in the empire. When there are no ceremonies, the mountain top and the Tianji Pavilion are completely closed. Even those celestial warriors who specialize in serving the imperial family only live in the hall at the foot of the mountain.
The afternoon sun shines on the long steps leading to the top of the mountain, the square that can accommodate the grand ceremony of all the powerful families of the empire, and the Tianji Pavilion on the 27th floor of the ninth floor. The world is as quiet as a photo frozen in time.
The ground floor of the seventh layer is a spacious hall without partitions, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows. Except for a set of sofas placed at the exit of the central elevator, there is no other furniture. It can be seen that this floor is mostly used for temporary rest in transit.
There is a reclining chair by the long window in the south, made of bamboo, of ordinary style, the kind that ordinary people use to cool off in summer, it is incompatible with the layout of the whole hall.
At this moment, the sun is the most abundant time of the day, reflecting a faint brilliance on the white hair of the man on the recliner, but if you look carefully, it can't hide the grayness in the hair. The decline under the heyday is even more shocking.
Suddenly, a ray of sunlight trembled, and a virtual image slowly rose from the shadow cast on the ground, slowly condensing the appearance of Habs.
This portrait looks like a living thing, standing a few meters away, quietly looking at Lin Xitang who is sleeping on the recliner.
There was still silence inside and outside the Tianji Pavilion.
It wasn't until the Force Sundial jumped two frames that Lin Xitang opened his eyes, and there was still a tiredness between his brows that hadn't been completely healed. He first looked at the scenery outside the long window, and suddenly felt something, and moved his eyes to meet Habs.
Habs bowed slightly and said, "Marshal Lin, good afternoon."
Lin Xitang leaned on the reclining chair without moving, and said with a cold expression, "I dare not, His Royal Highness Blood Prince...or it may already be a gift from His Majesty the Majesty."
Habs smiled and shook his fingers, "It's just a high-dimensional projection technique, which can only be positioned within ten meters of the medium. It is far from comparable to the power of Her Majesty Lilith, Queen of the Night."
The so-called medium used for positioning should refer to the old wound in Lin Xitang's body, but Habs said it lightly, and the level of power contained in it has surpassed most people's understanding.
This kind of avatar, even if it is only the splitting technique, only exists in legends, and the two-way interaction in front of him means that there are more profound spatial laws and manipulations in it. Compared with Duke Wei's Huntian Wanmiaojue, a kind of ultra-distance insight technique, the difference between the two is as big as the difference between a landmass and an enclave.
Lin Xitang has no intention of arguing, the blood prince's power has never been clear to the blood clan and the Eternal Night Council itself. "This is the capital of the Great Qin Empire, the source of dawn, and even the Queen of the Night has never set foot here."
Habs laughed and said: "Is the secret of heaven still divided into eternal night and dawn? If it weren't for the force of the void here, I wouldn't be able to appear."
Lin Xitang lowered his eyes slightly, and an imperceptible coldness flashed in his eyes. There is a special force array on the top of Tianji Pavilion, which is indeed the force of the void. However, the Tianji Pavilion is the fundamental place of the empire's secret art. The situation here is not only top secret, but also limited to a few masters of the secret art. How did Habs know it? Even if he guessed, how could he take such a risk before confirming it
Habs is a smart person, and he knew what Lin Xitang might have thought by looking at his words. He had no intention of conflicting with Lin Xitang on this matter, so he changed the subject, "You should already know a piece of news that there will be an opportunity to open the door to a new world in the near future. There may be a big change in the structure of the Eternal Night Council, and the Jihad was about to break out, but it will be stopped indefinitely because of this matter."
Lin Xitang listened quietly, her expression remained indifferent, expressionless.
Habs suddenly paused, frowned and said, "You can't feel the new world." He used an affirmative sentence.
Lin Xitang said lightly: "The strength is not enough..."
Habs interrupted him very abruptly, "The prophets of Yongye have never had a maharaja, and the celestial warriors of the human race have no kings. If the millennium of your race is too short, the demons are with this world. Born, even the born prophet Wuhui Nightmare does not have a king. You have never made a breakthrough, is it impossible to break through, or once you become a heavenly king, you will lose the ability of heavenly secrets? So, you are unwilling to break through?"
Lin Xitang stared at Habs for a while, and said, "Your Highness Habs, is this why you are here today?"
Habs's gentle expression suddenly subsided, and in the shadow of the sun, his typical appearance of an ancient blood clan was particularly sharp and angular.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you. After the door to the new world opens, I will go. It is a call from the source, which cannot be resisted."
Lin Xitang nodded and said: "Goodbye." He would not send blessings to the enemy, even if it was just hypocrisy.
Habs' eyes became calm and calm, his figure slowly blurred, and finally merged into the light and disappeared.
The short conversation seemed to make Lin Xitang very tired. He closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.
Hubbs revealed a lot of information in a few sentences. The jihad has never ceased within the Eternal Night camp. This is a limited number of times to expressly stop the war. It is definitely not a good thing for the empire, which means that the human race will be fully contained again. And that mysterious new world doesn't know what kind of changes it will bring. When Habs talked about summoning, he used the word origin rather than blood.
In the void, a small blood-style speedboat is slowly moving in a circle around an anchor point, and there is no identifiable mark on the exterior paintwork of the boat. The captain stood in the control room, staring at various Force instruments uninterruptedly, with a serious expression almost nervous. This location is too close to Qin Lu, the central land of the Great Qin Empire.
The cabin door was pulled open from the outside, and a voice came, "Go back to the mothership." The captain recognized that it was the Marquis Linnard, Prince Habs' valet, and immediately set sail at the fastest speed as if he had been pardoned.
Leonard made a cup of coffee and brought it to the main cabin. Habs was sitting in a large and comfortable armchair, flipping through several confidential documents with crystal as the carrier. The ordinary parchment documents were piled up at the corner of the table, and they should have been processed.
Neither the captain nor the crew knew why His Highness the Prince had a whim and stayed in the outer space of Qinlu for two hours, but Lin Nad knew about it. However, even he couldn't see when Habs' consciousness left and when it came back. However, they stayed in this place for a long time, slightly past the scheduled time.
Linard put the coffee cup in Habs's hand, "Your Highness, after returning to the mothership, shall we return directly?"
"You go back to the Twilight Continent with the mothership."
"Yes." Linnard was a little surprised, but didn't ask further.
"Where is Qingyang Wang Zhang Boqian's latest location?"
"I just know that I'm not in the empire at the moment." Linnad explained in embarrassment: "The latest round of mobilization on the floating land did not have a maharaja participating in the battle, so I don't know the whereabouts of Zhang Tianwang." The traces of Tianwang are extremely difficult to track Suo, if Zhang Boqian doesn't have a fixed land area to sit in, and if he doesn't go to war, even the Great Qin Army may not know where he is.
Habs didn't care about the battle situation on the floating land. The Spock clan, like Nana's Mammon clan, rarely participated in faction battles, and spent most of their time on the holy war battlefield. He nodded to show he understood.
Seeing that he had no more orders, Lin Nad bowed and walked out the door.
In Tianji Pavilion, the sunlight moves slowly, and finally gathers into a group of small light spots at the end of the recliner, dusk is approaching.
The central elevator made a gentle roar of orbital operation, followed by a group of well-trained footsteps, lifting tables and chairs, placing objects, and so on.
Lin Xitang didn't look back, his eyes still stayed outside the floor-to-ceiling windows for a long time, watching the twilight coloring the city. The person who came was the servant of the imperial palace who was in charge of his diet and daily life, three times a day, repeated for many days, so familiar that he didn't need to pay attention at all.
The escalator started again with a downward roar, and the waiters, as usual, left after serving the meals without saying a word.
Lin Xitang raised his right palm, which had been resting on the armrest, to his eyes. He did this simple movement very slowly and laboriously, like lifting a heavy object. Looking carefully, the pale skin is covered with a layer of almost transparent blue, and the fingertips are slightly purple, like the black ice of the permafrost.
He grasped it with five fingers, stretched it out again, and then pressed the armrest and tried to stand up. A pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the side, supported Lin Xitang's arms and back, and slowly helped him up from the reclining chair.
"Your Majesty?" Lin Xitang was taken aback.
"Lin Qing's health is not good, and this place is not outside, so all etiquette can be avoided."
Lin Xitang turned his head and looked, the supreme emperor of the Great Qin Empire was wearing a samurai uniform made of high-end materials and styles, his aura was restrained to almost nothingness, and he looked no different from ordinary people walking on the streets of the imperial capital.
The two sat face to face at a small dining table.
Emperor Hao said: "Today Xiao Nineteen came to ask about homework, and he was talking about astronomical training, the death of Xugu star. I suddenly remembered that Lin Qing was the prince's attendant at the beginning of the year, and the first lesson was about this."
Lin Xitang glanced at the contents of the dishes and tableware on the table, but said nothing.
The meal was used up quickly, and the two went to the sofa next to them, and Emperor Hao cooked tea himself, which was a compulsory course for all the children of the aristocratic family. After a while, the aroma is lingering, and the blue tea soup is as clear as the blue sky.
"The ginkgo fruit of the big whirlpool and the lotus seeds of the sea lotus are cooked together. It's hard to say the effect, but the taste is really good."
Lin Xitang took a sip, and sure enough, a gust of fresh air penetrated his head, and then strands of hot air penetrated his limbs and bones, and his hands and feet, which had been stiff all day, seemed to start to soften slowly.
He warmed the teacup in his palm, and suddenly asked: "The East Road coach in that plan, His Majesty will finally choose Linjiang King or Princess Haimi."
Emperor Hao watched the tea soup pouring into the cup, and replied flatly: "Sister Haimi." Then he continued calmly: "The battle has already begun."
Lin Xitang's hand holding the teacup visibly trembled, and Emperor Hao put a new cup of tea in front of him.
"My subject, please go back to Beifu."
"The court hall has been in a mess recently, no one can come here, it is suitable for rest."
"Tianji Pavilion is an important place of the empire. I have been here for nearly a month. It is not appropriate to break the rules too much."
"No one knows about Lin Qing here."
There was silence in the room.
Emperor Hao remained motionless, concentrated on tasting tea, finished a cup, put down his empty cup and stood up, and said: "Even if it is only for the benefit of the empire, Lin Qing must live. As for the war, it is only a matter of time, place and place. number."
He bent down, stretched out his hand to Lin Xitang and said, "I'll send the teacher upstairs to rest."