The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 406 Returning from a Great Victory
Everyone was attracted by the sudden noise. They stopped drinking and talking, stood up and ran to the window to watch.

"what happened?"

"What day is today? Why is Chang'an setting off fireworks?"

In the twilight of Chang'an, fireworks bloomed and colorful lights spread across the sky, like stars from the sky falling to the earth.

Only after a closer look did I realize that these were not real fireworks, but mirage projections, and even the sounds were specially made.

The music of breaking the formation played by stringed instruments, gongs and drums suddenly sounded, echoing throughout Chang'an.

Everyone was wondering what was going on.

"Are you celebrating something?"

"Could it be that Master Wen arranged the association ceremony?"

"No, look!"

Everyone saw a majestic team of a hundred people emerge from the fireworks. They were dressed in armor, their cloaks fluttering in the wind, and their silver armor reflected the divine light and fireworks, like a divine army descending from the sky.

They still had blood and burning fighting spirit in their bodies, and they flew in the air in unison, controlling their flying spirit swords, leaving behind a brilliant light.

The flags fluttered and rustled, and a student immediately recognized it and shouted:

"These are the soldiers who returned victorious from the Battle of Zeyang!"

"Isn't the one in the front the Marquis Yiyong who has come out of retirement to lead the troops out of the country again this time?" Someone said, pointing at the old veteran in the front who looked gray-haired and weather-beaten but still had a sharp spirit.

"Next to him... is Han Sima!"

Han Sima's popularity is much higher than that of Yiyong Hou, who had retired long ago. As the husband and military advisor of the General Hubei, he naturally appears in many storybooks and picture books, becoming the strongest strategist in everyone's mind.

At this time, even the three-year-old children on the street were shouting "Han Sima" loudly, and the cheers were one after another.

Ruan Shizhi was startled by the deafening cheers. He looked over and saw the person he had been thinking about. He immediately shouted excitedly, "Daddy!"

He then set up his flying spiritual weapon and rushed out of Taibai Tower. Just as he was about to meet Han Sima, who was standing in the front and nodding and waving to the onlookers with a smile on his face, he was stopped by the Jinwu Guards who were flying in the air to protect the ceremonial guard.

Zhong Youzhi was originally leaning on the railing drinking out of boredom. Looking at the team of soldiers returning victoriously, he suddenly recognized someone familiar among them. He eagerly threw down his wine glass and jumped up.

Now, this team of soldiers who returned triumphantly were escorted by the Jinwu Guards, and the sky was filled with onlookers. The capable cultivators had already set up their spiritual weapons to watch from the sky, while the streets were crowded with ordinary people without any cultivation skills, and some smart merchants took the opportunity to sell telescopic spiritual weapons.

All of a sudden, it seemed as if all the people in Chang'an City rushed out. Even if they didn't know about the Battle of Zeyang, word spread quickly and everyone knew about the Tang Kingdom's magnificent victory. Their emotions were immediately high and their voices surged to the sky, sweeping across the entire Chang'an.

Since there was something fun to watch, of course we would put aside the idea of ​​forming associations for the time being.

The students in the box flew out of Taibai Tower one after another to get a close look at the triumphant soldiers.

In the end, Wen Xuanning was the only one left in the box, watching the team flying through the air from afar. His eyes fell on the face of the woman on Han Sima's right, and a complex emotion flashed through his mind, and in the end, there was only a chill.

Unexpectedly, his precious granddaughter came back in such a high-profile manner.

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After many years, Wen Weilan returned to Chang'an, where she had not been for a long time, with mixed feelings.

Once upon a time, she thought she could only hide here and there like a bug in the gutter.

I didn't expect that I could return so openly now. It's really unpredictable. Sensing the spiritual power in my body, although it is slowly draining away, it can still hold on for a few days.

Wen Weilan put away the last bit of fear and calmly welcomed these admiring and admiring gazes.

Bathed in divine light in the air, it traveled all the way to the outside of the imperial palace before lowering the divine weapon to greet His Majesty who was waiting in front of Chengtian Gate.

"Marquis Yiyong, thank you for your hard work this time." The emperor personally helped up the veteran in front.

Yiyong Hou stood up tremblingly and said respectfully: "For the Tang Kingdom and Your Majesty, I will not suffer."

As he spoke, he raised the object in his hand high above his head and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift of the divine object. Fortunately, with the protection of the Supreme God, our Tang army was invincible in this battle of Zeyang, and severely defeated the 300,000-strong army in Mobei!"

Although Marquis Yiyong was old, his voice was loud and powerful, and the whole street could hear it clearly, and all the people were moved.

Many people did not have anyone in the court at home, and only vaguely heard of the unrest in the north, but did not know it was such a big crisis. Now that they had narrowly escaped the crisis, they could only sigh at the might of the Tang Dynasty and the might of the emperor, who dispatched troops so quickly and won such a great victory so easily. It turned out that the barbarians in Mobei were nothing to be afraid of.

Yiyong Hou continued loudly: "Moreover, I am fortunate to have fulfilled my mission and successfully captured the Great Witch!"

"At this moment, we are outside the city!"

When these words came out, the whole city was shocked.

The ministers following the emperor were even more surprised.

The Great Witch is the backbone of Mobei and is on par with Taibai Sword Immortal. It is unimaginable that she could be captured.

Everyone's eyes were cast towards the object in Marquis Yiyong's hand, which was slightly hot. When the top scholar Liu presented it yesterday, they thought it was a divine object, but they didn't expect it to be such a divine object.

Upon hearing this, the emperor burst into laughter, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

He walked forward slowly, took the divine tiger talisman from Marquis Yiyong's hand, and stroked the surface engraved with inscriptions with his thumb, his eyes deep and solemn.

"With the blessing of the Supreme God, the Tang Kingdom has prospered and become invincible!"

The emperor's voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly and powerfully throughout Chang'an.

He held up the divine tiger talisman, and the eyes of the Supreme God were focused there. The whole Chang'an seemed to be shrouded in an invisible force.

The lingering divine light in the sky became even brighter, as if responding to the emperor's actions, gradually condensing into layers of divine light, like gorgeous and colorful gauze, or like burning dazzling flames, dancing in the air.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and looked up at the face of God in the sky. The face of God gradually emitted a holy and majestic light, and the expression seemed to be more flexible, as if it had life.

The entire world is controlled by some mysterious force at this moment.

The lips on the god's face slightly opened, and everyone could hear a strange voice ringing in their ears. They couldn't tell the gender, the tone was strange, and they couldn't tell what it was saying, but everyone naturally had a thought in their mind:
The word of God!
At this moment, everyone knelt down involuntarily, their hearts filled with awe and gratitude, as if at this moment, they truly felt the existence and protection of the Supreme God.

Divine light fell like drizzles, moistening the heaven and earth and benefiting all living things. All the people felt as if they were cleansed by some kind of power, and all their illnesses were gone. Some people even felt as if there were traces of spiritual energy in their bodies.

"I can practice now!"

"I can practice now!"

Such cheers merged into one, attracting envious glances from others.

Wen Weilan knelt on the ground, pressing her hands hard on the ground, her knuckles slightly white, beads of sweat on her forehead, and she tried hard to control the distortion on her face.

No one can see how much pain she is in.