Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 480

Early in the morning, Zhou Dao got into Yu Yaosi's library.

After all, the "Yu Yaosi Workbook" is not a panacea, and some secrets are not recorded, such as the spiritual furnace that Zhou Dao is most concerned about.

He had just seen the magic of this treasure last night. The Six Ding Shenhuo Cover and the Giant Spirit Thunder Pond were merged into one, and turned into a first-grade magic weapon [Lightning Fire Twin Wings].

The power of this magic weapon is beyond anything Zhou Dao has seen before. With the blessing of speed, the power of thunder and fire, the ordinary [Guiyuan Realm] powerhouse can't resist it at all.

As for the spiritual furnace, Zhou Dao naturally has to do some research.

Now, in addition to the Thunder and Fire Wings, he also has the [Black Water Sword]. This is the supreme treasure created by the ancestors in the void. Although it is only a third-grade magic weapon, the material and texture are all in the six Ding Shenhuo cover and the giant. Above the Linglei Pond.

Zhou Dao moved his mind and wanted to integrate some other low-quality instruments on his body into the Black Water Sword.

After all, along the way, he could not only have the Black Water Sword by sacrificing his ancestors.

It's just that the quality of other instruments is not high, so they are rarely used, and there are seven or eight pieces accumulated to this day, such as the electric light poison dragon drill, the blue silver overlord gun, the ice and fire nine-fold stick, etc. If these instruments are all integrated into the black water sword, Its power must be greatly enhanced.

Maybe you can get a first-grade magic weapon.

The nine-story tower contains thousands of volumes, many of which are orphans.

A touch of incense swirls around, mixed with the aroma of the scroll, which makes people feel refreshed.

Zhou Dao held a volume of [Pan Huang's Secret Xin Kao] and read it carefully.

Two thousand years ago, Panhuangmen ranked among the top nine of Taoist sects, and its ancestor was the leader of the tribe, who pioneered the territory and became the emperor of the world.

Later, he met a wandering Taoist priest, who was able to break through the world and enter the Tao with his own body.

The Taoist priest has an unfathomable origin. He once entered Longhu Mountain alone and sat in the tomb for nine days, unstoppable.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain existed at that time?" Zhou Dao's heart moved.

At that time, Emperor Pan was not yet enlightened, and he followed the wandering Taoist around, but Longhu Mountain had already won the honor of Taoism in the world.

After all, among the Six Great Daomen today, Longhu Mountain is also the oldest.

"It's really amazing, that Taoist priest can actually enter the tomb of God..." Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh.

The tomb of the gods is the forbidden area of ​​Longhu Gate, where the ancestors of all dynasties are buried. It is said that even the ancestors of Longhu Mountain are buried in it.

Just like this time, the big crime of meddling with Daqin's dragon spirit was on Longhushan's head, and they just reluctantly gave the opportunity to let Qin Huang choose his heirs and enter the tomb of the gods.

On weekdays, how could Longhu Mountain tolerate outsiders entering the tomb of God! ?

Obviously, the Taoist priest came uninvited, and the Longhu Mountain of Nuoda was unstoppable.

With this in mind, Zhou Dao continued to look down.

Later, the Taoist priest left the tomb of God and entered the Taoist Mountain again. Pan Huang was always with him, and he was still out for nine days.

"Daoshan..." Zhou Dao murmured.

Two thousand years ago was a watershed, and before again, Daoshan didn't seem to be famous.

However, two thousand years ago, the Dao King was born, held the Dao King Festival, and created a miracle that was unprecedented in the past and the present. Ninety percent of the ancient demons in the world were wiped out. Since the world shook, the demon clan has declined.

Since then, Dao Wang has become an invincible existence. Every few hundred years, Dao Wang will come out, swept undefeated, and is as strong as Yuan Wang. In the era when Dao Wang was born, he would also become a foil and be beheaded by him.

"The years of this Taoist priest's existence should have been a long time ago. What did you do in Daoshan at that time?" Zhou Dao muttered in his heart.

The Panhuangmen was founded at least four or five thousand years ago. At that time, the Daoshan origin was unknown and unknown to the world.

"What's there?"

Zhou Dao was puzzled. From this connection, it may not be a coincidence that Dao Wang was born there, but the cause and effect are reversed.

"This priest is really evil."

Judging from the records of this ancient book, the Taoist priest that Pan Huang met when he was young was extraordinary. In a sense, he influenced Pan Huang's life, turned his fate, and even promoted Pan Huang's door. 's creation.

At that time, Changshengmen, Taiyimen, Panhuangmen, Longhu Mountain, Feixiangong, Heitianzong, Taiyimen, Jiu Miao Temple and Tianshi Dao stood side by side, known as the nine supreme Daomen.

Two thousand years ago, Changsheng, Taiyi, and Emperor Pan were all destroyed.

Zhou Dao has a lot of origins with the first two, but he knows very little about the Panhuang Sect. He holds this volume [Panhuang Secret Xinkao], and the more he reads, the more enjoyable it is.

After the wandering Taoist left Daoshan, he walked through many places, and Pan Huang always followed him. He knew that one day, the Taoist stopped in a small town and built a Taoist temple, and Pan Huang said goodbye.

The town is called...

"Ping'an Town!?"

The name came into his eyes, and Zhou Dao's eyes trembled suddenly, a little suspicious.

For him, these three words were too special, and in an instant, he thought of too many.

The ancestors of the Sunset Sect! ?

"That's a book left by Qin Fulong. Young people should read less."

At this moment, a gentle and gentle voice rang out, instantly breaking the cleanliness of the library.

Zhou Dao looked up, and a man in a wide robe came slowly, with a friendly expression, very much like a teacher in the countryside.

"Air column!?"

Zhou Dao's heart was stunned. He had been in the Yuyao Division for so long. Apart from Jianzhu Li Zangfeng and the general manager Lu Xianyou, the most feared thing was Qizhu.

This big guy in the Nine Gods Pillar has always had such a temperament, gentle as water, if he didn't know it, he would never associate it with the famous Qi Pillar.

Zhou Dao was not surprised that the air column appeared here.

Qi Column, Void Mark, it is said that he was a sullen scholar when he was young. He studied hard for ten years in Hanchuang, rushed for exams every year, landed again and again, and finally reached high school in the seventh year.

However, because of the poverty of the family, in the end, only one royal library was arranged to compile, and he was accompanied by books day and night.

He thought that he would be mediocre and spend the rest of his life, but he gave up his ambitions, sorted out ancient books, compiled Taoist collections, and read the manuscripts of his predecessors. Unconsciously, he realized an unprecedented method of self-cultivation.

Harvest and replenish all kinds of qi, reverse the number of luck, mediate the creation of the universe, and destroy the general trend of mountains and rivers.

After ten years, his supernatural powers were perfected, and when he was born, the world was shocked.

Therefore, even in the Yuyao Division, the place where the air column stays the most is the library.

It's just that unless he wants to, the people in Si Li generally can't see this adult.

"Qin Fulong's books are all banned books, especially such ancient recipes."

The air column slowly walked down the stairs, and when he reached the front, he raised his hand and drew back the volume of [Pan Huang Secret Xin Kao], his eyes lowered, and he glanced at it.

"Qin Fulong!?"

Zhou Dao was stunned, but felt that the name was a little familiar.

"correct……"

Zhou Dao pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered that he had read a practice note called [Crazy Mind] before, and the signature was also Qin Fulong.

That day, it was also in this library, Lu Xianyou happened to come looking for him, and it seemed that he was a little surprised to see this book.

"Who is that? Why are his books banned?" Zhou Dao couldn't help asking.

Looking at the [Pan Huang Secret Xin Kao] in his hand, Qi Zhu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

"Hahaha……"

A look of reminiscence appeared on Qi Zhu's face, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"His book...is widely cited, there are many rumors, strange rumors, disturbing people's hearts." Qizhu thought for a while, and then said: "The most important thing is that his book seems serious, but in fact..."

"What?" Zhou Dao was stunned and asked.

"Actually, this is a series." Qi Column waved the [Pan Huang Secret Xin Kao] in his hand.

Pan Huang's Secret Xin Kao is the first book in the "Pan Huang's Secret Information Series". It seems to be a textual research book that confirms the history of cultivation, but starting from the second book in this series, it is a bit strange.

The Pan Huang Secret Stories series are followed by [Pan Huang's boudoir secrets], [Pan Huang's joyous scene], [Pan Huang's desire and evil flowers], and [Pan Huang's pink lamp].

"Huh?" Zhou Dao's expression became strange when he heard the words.

This series of books... Just hearing the name, it seems that people have an urge to find out about Pan Huang's life.

In contrast, the first book in the series is bland and underwhelming.

"Decades ago, Qin Fulong's books were all the rage at Taiji College, and he even secretly opened a book club called Yuewenxuan, which specializes in publishing this kind of..."

Qi column coughed twice, he was also young.

At that time, almost all the boys in Taiji College had one copy, and regarded Qin Fulong's books as treasures, reading them at night, tirelessly.

So that the next day in class is listless, like being sucked dry.

Produced by Fulong, it must be a fine product.

For this reason, Taiji Academy was so troubled that it even asked the relevant yamen to come forward and seal up these popular books in the world.

However, when the genuine version fell, piracy became popular, and it became more popular, so that the dealers and pawns could tell some of the classic passages.

Even more exaggerated, some secret teahouses and libraries directly adapted it and let the storyteller perform it on the spot. The audience was in a private room, and the business was extremely hot.

All in all, Qin Fulong's book was a phenomenal hit in Beijing back then.

So many years later, some old people still have the highest respect for him.

It was their youth, infused with their sweat and blood.

"Why does this sound familiar!?"

Zhou Dao has a strange expression, with a sense of deja vu.

"Young man, you should rarely read this kind of banned book, it will hurt your body." Qi Zhu smiled.

Zhou Dao was startled, and subconsciously said, "Is there a whole series here?"

"Huh?" Qi Zhu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Dao.

Zhou Dao smiled awkwardly: "Master Qizhu misunderstood, I'm just curious about Panhuang Sect."

As he spoke, he looked at the book [Panhuang Secret Xinkao].

"Can I take this book back for research?"

"Hahaha."

Qizhu smiled, he raised his hand and threw the [Panhuang Secret Xinkao] to Zhou Dao.

"Remember to bring it back."

"Thank you, Master Qizhu."

Zhou Dao bowed, holding the ancient scroll and preparing to leave.

"Zhou Dao."

At this moment, Qizhu suddenly stopped him.

Zhou Dao turned around, revealing the color of inquiry.

"If you want to see the back, come to me." Qizhu smiled mysteriously.

Zhou Dao was in a trance, and before he could react, the breeze blew past, blowing the scroll, and the air column had long since disappeared.

He was the only one left in Nuoda's library.

"As expected of a pillar of air!"

Zhou Dao sincerely sighed, in terms of the breadth of coverage, who among the Nine Gods Pillars can be around the Qi Pillar?

But right now, Zhou Dao's thoughts are all on the spiritual furnace.

If he wants to motivate this treasure, fuse the magic weapon, and upgrade the black water sword, he must have enough earth phoenix stones to burn out colorful energy.

Treasures like Tuhuangshi have long since disappeared, and it is really not easy to find them.

Li Zangfeng may have it, even if he doesn't, it shouldn't be difficult to get this kind of treasure.

But right now he is not in the Yuyao Division.

"By the way, you can find him."

Zhou Dao picked up the book of Qin Fulong, and a figure appeared in his mind.

Beijing, Jiuyang Square.

This square market is not big in the capital, but it is extremely famous in the upper circles.

The shops inside are all extraordinary, and ordinary princes and nobles may not be able to touch them.

"Brother Zhou, I'm just looking for a dirt ball, why is it so urgent?"

In front of the market, Jing Wuchen stopped, and the dust came all the way. He couldn't help but take out the jinpa and wipe it.

"Dung ball!?"

Zhou Dao pouted, but did not refute. Strictly speaking, the Earth Phoenix Stone is indeed a mineral deposit formed in the ancient years.

"The dirt **** in your mouth are very expensive now, and even money may not be able to buy them."

Zhou Dao pinned all his hopes on Jing Wuchen.

Although he didn't know the details of this kid, he probably knew that after spending so much time together, Jing Wuchen traveled from south to north all year round, and his connections were extraordinary. Even in the capital, he had the ability to reach the sky.

"I will not let Brother Zhou return empty-handed."

Jing Wuchen seemed to be confident, and led Zhou Dao into Jiuyangfang.

"By the way, Brother Zhou, have you used the purification pill I gave you last time?"

"no."

"You should really use it. After using it, you will know what it means to be comfortable."

Jiuyangfang is not big, and each shop is very distinctive. For example, one of the flower workshops is actually built with a huge skull hollowed out, and I don't know what kind of monster's head it is.

"Don't look inside, the owner of this flower shop is a widow and very poisonous."

Jing Wuchen whispered, and deliberately accelerated his pace when passing by the flower shop.

"If Jiuyangfang doesn't have what you want, it is estimated that the capital will not have it either." Jing Wuchen said firmly.

Although this square market is not in the bustling city, it is located in a remote place, but it is said that when the first chief executive of Yu Yaosi was young, he once sold straw mats here.

Looking closer, Qin Fulong, who was famous for a while, set up his [Yuewenxuan] here.

The two walked all the way, and suddenly, Jing Wuchen stopped.

He stopped in front of a painting workshop.

This workshop is not big, it seems to be made of a large cloth. There is a portrait of a girl in a palace dress hanging at the door.

There is a line of small characters next to it: Tianlu twenty-six years, Canaan Xiaozhu, Chen Xin sent a pen.

At this moment, Jing Wuchen stared at the portrait as if he had lost his soul, no longer as leisurely as before.

"What's up?"

Jing Wuchen was silent for a while, before she said a little lonely: "Is she beautiful?"

"You know the person in the picture?"

"I've known each other since childhood. Yesterday's beautiful woman, I had no guesses about the two children. I thought..." Jing Wuchen sighed in a deep voice.

The girl in the painting was a touch of brilliance in his heart. He thought that this life would be like the scene in the painting~www.mtlnovel.com~ beautiful forever.

One day, when Jing Wuchen returned from outside, he discovered that during his absence, his relationship with the girl in the painting was even closer.

"sister in law!?"

Zhou Dao's expression became strange after listening to Jing Wuchen's narration.

Yesterday's beauty, today's sister-in-law... Today's sister-in-law! ?

This is too...

That is, on that day, Jing Wuchen left the capital and wandered around, but the old scene was imprinted in his heart, and it always lingered, becoming a sealed softness.

Zhou Dao was silent, just sighed softly.

Jing Wuchen was a little dazed, and subconsciously approached the painting.

Zhou Dao looked at it, and a sentence came to his mind.

If my sister-in-law doesn't come to me, I will go to her! ! !

Chapter end