Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 436

Outside the capital, there is a wild Chaliao.

Holding the wine gourd, the old Taoist stared straight at Uncle Qin with drunken eyes, with a smile that was not a smile on his flushed face.

"You can come, but I can't?" Uncle Qin said lightly, "You raised that kid, but his life is his own."

"Old man Qin, what nonsense are you talking about?" The old Taoist sneered.

"King Yuan's Fahui, as long as he reaches the last step, he will achieve immeasurable achievements, following the path of his old man."

The old man Qin's old hand fell on the table, and there was a cold luster in his eyes.

"Zhou Xuan didn't just want to take the throne of Yuan Wang back then. I know exactly what you guys want to do."

The old Taoist's eyes narrowed, he raised his eyes to look deeply, and then grinned, revealing yellow teeth.

"It is indeed the blood of the ancestors, the descendants of the royal family."

While speaking, the old Taoist raised the wine gourd, raised his head and drank.

Uncle Qin's face was cold. There are not many people in this world that he can't see through, but the old Taoist priest is one of them.

He knew this person when he was young, but he still hasn't figured out his origin.

This vein is extremely mysterious, it seems to be withered, but it contains terror.

Whether it is the old Taoist priest in front of him, or the Zhou Xuan of the past.

The disciples were left out sporadically, but each of them had unimaginable opportunities and strengths.

Uncle Qin has lived in Ping'an for more than 20 years, but he has never understood the origin of the old Taoist lineage.

However, Uncle Qin can confirm that what they are going to do is earth-shattering and will affect the world.

"Old man Qin, the Great Qin Taizu said back then that the blood of the royal family should not be involved in the Yuanwang Dharma meeting." The old Taoist smiled and said, "You'd better sit in the high pavilion and watch it quietly."

As he spoke, the old Taoist pinned the gourd to his waist, grabbed a roast chicken on the table, and turned to leave.

"You want to..."

Uncle Qin's expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Hahaha..." The old Taoist laughed loudly, arrogantly, turned around and left.

"When the wind and clouds rise suddenly, there will be a real dragon, thunder and lightning will follow, and the world will change. Good fortune will come, and good will be a prophet. It is as vague as fixed, and the changes are constant.

Leisurely chanting resounded outside the city, like a cloud of smoke, getting farther and farther, and finally dissipated.

Lingzhao Mountain, the Imperial Palace.

There was dead silence in the towering hall.

Xu Jiansheng looked at the figure on the throne at the highest point, felt the cold and fluctuating momentum, and hurriedly lowered his head.

For the Imperial Palace, this day was simply a terrible day.

After so many years of planning, even at the expense of sacrificing the previous King Yuan, who had spent all his energy to besiege and killed, it took more than ten years of hard work to get a Ye Kong long ago.

I thought that this Yuan Wang Fa meeting was just going through the motions.

As far as Ye Kong is concerned, there is no suspense at all about sweeping the heroes and enthroning King Yuan.

Looking back at the pattern on the palm is extremely simple.

But no one thought that a Zhou Dao was born out of nowhere, completely disrupting the planning and deployment of the Imperial Palace.

No one expected that the kid would be able to enter the central tomb directly before the 33-day trial was over.

Throughout the past dynasties of the Yuan Wang Fa Conference, there has never been such a bizarre thing, it is simply unimaginable.

At this moment, even the Imperial Palace Master couldn't sit still.

"That kid, who is he?" The Palace Master of the Imperial Palace shouted in a deep voice.

Her voice was ethereal and low, as if the abyss was collapsing and electricity broke through the sky, revealing a majestic majesty that made people palpitate.

The scene at the bottom of the Fallen Ruins that day appeared before me, as if it was just yesterday.

That little brat, uttering wild words in front of everyone, he despised not only Ye Kong, but also the aloof Imperial Palace.

At that time, the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace did not take a kid's wild words in his eyes.

When he was young and ignorant, he didn't know the vastness of the world. He sat in a well and looked at the sky. After gaining supernatural powers, he thought he was invincible in the world.

She has seen too many such juniors.

But since King Yuan's ceremony began, the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace felt something was wrong.

Every time the information comes, there will always be a Zhou Dao name.

However, whether it was the execution of the disciples of the Imperial Palace, the fall of Chen Jianyi, or the beheading of the great demon.

The Palace Master of the Imperial Palace has never shaken her confidence. In her eyes, these are just the struggles before Zhou Dao's defeat, a little devil's fireworks on his way to fight his fate.

Before the vast general trend of the Imperial Palace, under Ye Kong's absolute strength, whether it is Zhou Dao or anyone else, all will be reduced to a foil.

Once upon a time, this thought was as firm as a rock in the heart of the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace, unshakable.

But today, she was completely stunned.

After the trial is over, we directly enter the central tomb, how can others play?

After all the hard work, it was originally destined to just accompany you to run?

Such an incredible thing completely exceeded the cognition of the Palace Master of the Imperial Palace.

At this moment, in addition to deep anger and shock, this mighty woman was also a little panicked.

For them, the Yuanwang Dharma Conference seems to have come to an end.

"Palace Master, this kid is also surnamed Zhou. Could it be from Zhou Xuan back then..."

At this moment, an elder whispered.

But before his words were finished, a terrifying pressure came from the highest throne, like the collapse of a mountain in the sky, shattering the world.

The elder stepped back abruptly, his face pale, and his eyes showed infinite horror.

"Bite your teeth, what are you talking nonsense about? Don't you step back?"

Elder Tian Xing's expression changed again and again, his sharp eyes were projected, and he shouted violently.

Elder Fang Fang was full of fear, bowed his body, and hurriedly retreated.

"Palace lord, rest easy, you've made a false statement." Elder Tian Xing apologized on his behalf. He lowered his head and looked extremely ugly.

It was the Palace Master who presided over the killing of Zhou Xuan back then. It was true that the father and son died in front of them. How could they be spared?

This inference is not only unfounded, but also reckless, and even shows signs of disobedience to the Lord.

Zhou Xuan, that man's name is taboo for the Imperial Palace.

You must know that back then, the Palace Master and Zhou Xuan were almost...

"There is no basis and no basis, and if there is another false statement, I will definitely kill it." The Lord of the Imperial Palace shouted.

As he spoke, the face of the Master of the Imperial Palace softened a little: "Since the kid has entered the central tomb, what should we do now?"

"Palace Master, even if he enters the central tomb, it's nothing. King Yuan's ritual is a big sacrifice, and the sacrifice has not been completed. It is impossible for him to complete the ceremony and inherit the throne of King Yuan."

Elder Tian Xing walked out and said softly, "There are five days left, and the trial will end. As long as Ye Kong enters the central tomb and kills the kid, there will still be a chance."

The world does not know that the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly is an extremely long and complicated process. After the trial, the sacrifices are screened, and they enter the central tomb for a big sacrifice.

The so-called keel is the most special piece of [Dharma bone] that was made by the Taoist priests in the ancient years, and it is also the key to start the ceremony and inherit the throne of Yuan Wang.

As a matter of fact, the King Yuan Fa Conference is only halfway through.

Even if Zhou Dao entered the central tomb and the keel was not found, he could only wait for those who came later.

"Five days!?" The Master of the Imperial Palace murmured softly.

In the past, she could wait for five days, but Zhou Dao's past made her feel a little uneasy.

"Let's go."

Palace Master Chi Ling waved his hand, got up and walked in one direction.

"That's..." Elder Tian Xing's expression changed slightly.

There is the direction to the [Night Palace].

There lives the most powerful being in the Imperial Palace, the former great enemy of the Yuan King in the previous generation, Ye Shen.

The world of life and death, the central hinterland.

The ancient mountains stand on the earth, as if this is the end of the sky, and the mountains are strange, like a dragon falling into the world.

Looking from a distance, this ancient mountain is like a large tomb, which is like an eternity, burying everything in the past.

"Is this the big tomb?"

Zhou Dao was terrified, his eyes swept across, his eyes were devastated, the walls were broken, the altar treasure tripod... a desolation and defeat.

This place was once glorious for a while, all the dharmas were buried and returned to the dust, and the dust was sealed with the years.

Zhou Dao wandered in it, and the pressure in his heart became heavier and heavier.

The towering stone gate is like a moat, embedded in the ancient mountains, as if to separate the two worlds of life and death, and the yin and yang are separated.

There is a completely different scene, another world.

"The central tomb, who is buried here?"

Zhou Dao was in a trance and was extremely curious.

At the end of the world, the King Yuan's Dharma Assembly was dedicated to offering sacrifices to this tomb.

Three thousand years ago, Taizu established the country and re-opened the Dharma Assembly of the King of Yuan. Since then, a great sacrifice will be held in thirty-three years.

The major affairs of the country are only the sacrificial and the Rong.

The weight of this large tomb is not trivial, but for so many years, no one knows who is buried here.

"This is……"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, and he found that on the ancient huge stone gate, there was a pair of murals carved, mottled and vicissitudes of life.

Many of them have long since been wiped out and are hard to see.

The images on these frescoes are extremely exaggerated and bizarre, with one stroke and one stroke, and mysterious incisions, like the imprints on the dharma bones.

Zhou Dao stroked the traces above and identified them one by one.

The ancient temple in the deep mountain is like a hidden abyss, and a mysterious corpse is hidden in it, engulfed by the black gas, and it remains motionless.

A group of Taoist priests set up cauldrons, burned incense and worshipped them, praying day and night.

Finally one day, the mysterious corpse sent out a wave, and a mysterious substance flowed out from it and merged into the body of the Taoist priests.

The sky opened wide, and the fairy light fell.

The group of Taoist priests lifted the clouds to the sky and left the rolling red dust.

"Raising the teaching!?"

Zhou Dao was horrified, showing a strange look.

Could the corpse enshrined be a fairy or a god? Did you actually let those Taoist priests soar in the daytime and turn them all into immortals?

Zhou Dao looked at it, and felt extremely strange in his heart. Such a record was like a legend, and it was almost unreal, like a story told by a storyteller.

The frescoes on this stone gate seem to be engraved in chronological order.

Zhou Dao followed the mural and looked down, many of which had long since disappeared and could not be distinguished clearly.

Until later, nine immortal mountains descended and found them.

The nine immortal mountains rose up with precious lights, each with a name, sacrificed treasures, and invited the mysterious corpse out of them.

Longevity Gate, Taiyi Gate, Panhuang Gate, Longhu Mountain, Feixian Palace, Heitian Sect, Taiyi Gate, Jiu Miao Temple, Tianshi Taoism.

Nine sects! ?

Zhou Dao's eyes trembled slightly, except for the first three, the latter are the six major sects of Taoism today, who are in charge of the world's cultivators.

As for the gate of longevity, the gate of Taiyi... Two thousand years ago, it was also famous and stunned the world.

As for the Panhuang Sect, Zhou Dao had never heard of it, but it was unusual to be able to rank with these sects.

Three of the nine sects have gone, and now there are only six sects left.

"Is there any connection?"

Zhou Dao murmured softly, and he vaguely guessed that what was enshrined in this large tomb was the mysterious corpse in the mural.

It's just that he didn't know why this corpse ended up here, and where did the King Yuan Fahui come from!

Zhou Dao continued to read.

According to the records on the Shimen murals, the Yuan Wang Fa meeting existed long before the rise of Taizu, and it was also held every thirty-three years.

Later, when something went wrong in the previous dynasty, King Yuan's dharma meeting abruptly stopped, and it stopped halfway.

This seems to be the root cause of the collapse of the previous dynasty.

"Underground labyrinth... They want to completely occupy this tomb, and they dug a corner out of it!?"

Zhou Dao's mind moved slightly, this tomb was sacred and unshakable.

However, the previous royal family became greedy, trying to get their hands on it and completely control it.

The underground labyrinth of the Meteorite Ruins is the corner of the tomb dug out by the whole country.

It's a pity that they underestimated the strangeness and power of this tomb, which led to the destruction of the country.

"Who exactly can be buried in this tomb?" Zhou Dao became more and more curious and continued to read.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the mural has already been reached.

There, a man walked out of the tomb, bathed in blood.

His imposing manner is like a dragon, his divine power is as high as the sky, he holds the authority of the world, and determines the sun, moon and the universe.

A new dynasty has come from here, and the country has been extended for thousands of years.

"Taizu..." Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

He recognized that this was the Great Qin Taizu, the most outstanding figure in the world for three thousand years.

That is to say, from the beginning of him, the Yuanwang Fahui restarted~www.mtlnovel.com~ Daqin is sitting on the world, with prosperous luck and great national power.

"Taizu restarted the big sacrifice, and the world will be peaceful..." Zhou Dao murmured.

Since the founding of Daqin, only two thousand years ago, the Dao King Festival was a disaster that swept the world, and the disasters lasted for nine years.

This is a taboo that was strictly banned by the current dynasty. The speaker is guilty, and he is worried about writing records and discussing, looting the family and exterminating the family.

"Gone!?"

Zhou Dao frowned slightly. This tomb has existed for too long, and most of the frescoes on it have been wiped out. Although some clues can be vaguely seen, there is still no clue about the owner of this tomb.

"Look at the source."

Zhou Dao's thoughts moved, he took two steps back, his eyes moved upward, and he found the starting point of time, the most beginning part.

There is a picture clearly engraved there.

Zhou Dao only glanced at it and was stunned.

At the end of the sky, the sun is setting in Cangshan Mountain, a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe sits cross-legged in the world.

There was also a person sitting opposite him, mysterious and unpredictable, engulfed by black air.

The two figures looked at each other and sat talking.

"Master Patriarch!?" Zhou Dao exclaimed with his eyes wide open.

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