Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors Chapter 486

In the middle of the night, the bright moon is like a fox's eyes hanging over the dark night.

In the tea house on the corner, the boss is already cleaning up the stall.

Zhou Dao turned around and looked around, and saw the figure that seemed familiar.

On that day, he took Luo Qiqi to **** the [Earth Buddha Relic] into the palace, the clay sculpture master he had met before.

Like that day, he was still wearing a commoner.

"Uncle, is that you?"

Zhou Dao walked over.

The middle-aged man in commoner made a gesture of invitation.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Dao sat down and was a little puzzled. The rules in the palace were strict, and even craftsmen could not leave the palace casually, not to mention it was so late.

"Come out and walk around."

The middle-aged man in commoner looked at Zhou Dao and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, you are doing well."

"TOEFL." Zhou Dao said politely.

"It's nice to be young."

The middle-aged commoner looked at Zhou Dao with a smile of reminiscence on his face.

"When I was young, like you, I had high ambitions and wanted to be a demon slayer."

"Hahaha."

Zhou Dao laughed, who didn't dream of fighting swords in the world when they were young? Even the master of clay sculpture is not exempt.

"Uncle is joking, I don't have any high aspirations."

"do not have it?"

The middle-aged commoner was noncommittal and gave Zhou Dao a deep look.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Zhou Dao was stared furiously and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing." The middle-aged commoner shook his head: "When I saw you, I thought of those sons who didn't succeed."

"How many sons does Uncle have?" Zhou Daoxian asked casually, very bored.

Since the Yuanwang Dharma Conference, Zhou Dao's nerves have collapsed too tight, and he has been slaughtered and pushed all the way. Whether it is the Imperial Palace or the Sixth Avenue Gate, it has brought him a lot of pressure.

On the contrary, it is a lot easier to face ordinary people like the middle-aged commoner who have no identity.

"I have quite a few sons." The middle-aged commoner said with a slight smile, "The youngest of them is only six years old."

"Haha, that's the most troublesome age."

Zhou Dao smiled. When he was six years old, he was the most naughty age, which gave the old drunk a headache. Once, he almost ordered the broken Taoist view of Sunset Sun Sect. Several times, the senior brother beat him unconscious. A quiet.

"It's really worrying." The middle-aged commoner said suddenly.

"Recently, I want him to travel far away for me, but he is too young to let him go, which will inevitably bring twists and turns."

"Going out for you!?"

Zhou Dao was stunned, showing a strange look, a five- or six-year-old child, just a little bit bigger, go out for such an adult? What can I do?

"Do you think I should let him go?" The middle-aged commoner looked at Zhou Dao and asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was stunned, thinking about letting five- or six-year-old children go out, it probably wouldn't be anything important.

"Go on, such a little guy has to practice to be obedient and sensible." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

He was trained like this by his senior brother when he was a child.

"Just find someone to follow."

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, the middle-aged commoner laughed loudly, he stood up, turned around and left.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was stunned and couldn't help shouting, "Uncle...Uncle..."

On the cold street, the echo became wider, and under the moonlight, the long shadow gradually disappeared until no one could be seen.

"What a weirdo."

Zhou Dao pouted, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, and was about to leave.

"Master, you haven't given the money yet?"

"Um?"

"He ordered it."

"Yeah, he didn't give money either."

"I do not know him."

"The uncle is making fun of the little one. You two don't know each other, why are you still chatting so happily there?"

Zhou Dao's eyes twitched, looking at the direction in which the middle-aged commoner disappeared, his expression became more and more strange.

"Damn, old liar."

Zhou Dao spat, and quite proudly took out ten big boys and slapped them on the table.

"Keep the change, please!"

As he spoke, Zhou Daotou walked towards the street without turning his head.

"Master, there are still two big boys."

The boss's urgent voice came from behind, echoing in the quiet night.

Five watch, in an elegant courtyard.

"Senior Brother Xiong, Senior Sister Liu died so miserably."

Yun Chibiao's cries broke the silence of the late night. He was crying and mournful, as if his own mother had died, revealing endless sadness, as if the autumn water had infected the youth of the mountains.

In the hall, Xiong Jiuyin's face was cold and ugly, and there was deep anger in his deep eyes.

He himself is a disciple of Longhu Mountain. There are thirteen teams in the Daomen law enforcement team, and he is in charge of one of them. Liu Xingyue is one of the most capable generals under his command, and now he is in the capital.

This will not only seriously damage his prestige, but it is not easy for Jiu Miao Guan to explain it.

"Senior Brother Xiong, I only hate... I am incompetent, unable to save Senior Sister Liu..."

Yun Chibiao hugged Xiong Jiuyin's thigh and cried.

"If I could, I'd rather die than me..."

Yun Chibiao cried so hard, the pain was etched into the bone marrow, as if three lives and three lives could not be erased.

"Hey...you are very affectionate and righteous." Xiong Jiuyin looked at him and couldn't help but move.

Seeing the truth in times of adversity, he did not expect Yun Chibiao to be so affectionate and righteous, and was full of pain and self-blame for Liu Xingyue's death.

There was even a sense of giving up his life and wanting to die for her.

For monks, too much affection is not a good thing.

But as a person, Yun Chibiao deserves to be a good man with affection, righteousness, and flesh and blood.

"You don't have to be too sad. I didn't expect that Wang Xiaoyi's luck is so strong, and there is such a master behind him."

Xiong Jiuyin raised his hand to support Yun Chibiao, looked at his dejected state of pain, and spoke to comfort him.

"I have also heard about that Zhou Dao, who killed many masters in the Imperial Palace, and above the Yuanwang Fa Conference, second only to Yanjun."

"Such a master, even if you make a move, you won't be able to save Liu Xingyue."

"The last thing I can't forgive myself is that Senior Sister Liu used her life to give me a chance to escape..."

Yun Chibiao gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, his heart was full of grief, and the pain was unbearable. It seemed that the next moment, he would follow Liu Xingyue away.

"Love is unparalleled, well, you will follow me well in the future."

Xiong Jiuyin's eyes were bright, and he raised his hand and waved, and a stream of light flew out and landed in front of Yun Chibiao.

It was a blood-colored long sword, crimson red like flames, the blade was like a crescent moon, and the scarlet luster was like a purgatory, forbidding the roars and shouts of countless resentful spirits.

"A Grade One Magical Tool, the Bloody Night King Sword."

A look of pride appeared on Xiong Jiuyin's face: "This first-grade magic weapon is made from the bones of the Great Demon [Blood Winged Spirit Bat] that killed the upper realm, and is used with your Void Sword Art. I will give it to you."

As soon as Xiong Jiuyin pointed it out, the Bloody Night King fell into Yun Chibiao's hands.

In an instant, a powerful and turbulent force poured into Yun Chibiao's body, his Void True Qi was bubbling, and it was infected with blood red.

"From now on, you will stay by my side."

"Thank you, Brother Xiong."

Yun Chibiao was grateful to Dade, with a sincere expression on his face.

"With your mother, you idiot."

In Yun Chibiao's heart, another voice echoed. In his heart, Zhou Dao was the one worthy of following.

The existence of Divine Soul Demon Seed is quietly and silently affecting him.

"Senior Brother Xiong, that Wang Xiaoyi..."

"Wang Xiaoyi!?" Xiong Jiuyin sneered: "He thought that he would be able to practice the Great Reverse Life and Death Art after he found the Taoist temple left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng!?"

"Could it be!?" Yun Chibiao's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked.

"How can it be so easy to practice such a technique and a chance to win the sky?"

At this moment, a loud voice came.

Yun Chibiao raised his eyes and saw that the Eighth Prince was wearing a python robe, roaring with tigers and dragons, and strode in.

"Eighth Highness, it's been a long time."

"Brother Xiong, as soon as you leave Longhu Mountain, you are getting more and more diligent."

The Eighth Prince and Xiong Jiuyin were quite familiar with each other. Back then, he once entered Longhu Mountain to offer incense, lived there for a while, and made many friends with Longhu Mountain disciples.

Xiong Jiuyin is one of them.

As a matter of fact, as the heir of Emperor Qin, it is a common way to make friends with masters of Taoism, except for the most mysterious Ninth Prince.

"With the help of the Eighth Highness in this matter, it becomes eight or nine."

Xiong Jiuyin knew the tactics of the eighth prince well. Among the princes, he had the reputation of being a sage king, had the widest network of contacts, and had the most masters.

Even, there was a voice outside, and it would be the Eighth Prince who entered the tomb in place of Emperor Qin.

"Chen Zhuofeng was robbed when he was comprehending the Great Rebellion Life and Death Technique..."

The eighth prince's voice became mysterious.

Xiong Jiuyin couldn't help moving, and quickly raised his hand: "Yun Chibiao, you go out first."

Immortal Master Zhuofeng is the master of the ancestors of Longhu Mountain, and his secrets naturally cannot be known to outsiders.

Yun Chibiao's heart sank slightly, he nodded, and backed out.

"Brother Xiong is really cautious."

"It's about the division." Xiong Jiuyin waved his hand: "Continue, Your Highness."

"Chen Zhuofeng, an unparalleled man, comprehends such Taoism, how can there be no doom, Brother Xiong, do you know where that doom comes from?"

The eighth prince asked in a low voice.

"Where?"

"Master of the tomb!"

"You said it was... the tomb worshipped by King Yuan!?"

Xiong Jiuyin is a master of Longhu Mountain. Although he doesn't know the existence of Yuanzu, he is very familiar with the tomb.

You must know that Yuanzu is the world's greatest secret, and through the years, how can ordinary masters be qualified to know.

But that one is different, it is related to King Yuan, and the world knows it.

Xiong Jiuyin did not expect that when Immortal Master Zhuofeng was comprehending Taoism, he would encounter doom because of the master of the tomb.

"Then Wang Xiaoyi is courting death by himself, and he has come to the capital from afar, and he is still involved in such heaven-defying Daoist methods."

The eighth prince chuckled: "But I don't know that the day of success will be the time of calamity."

"At that time, the Great Rebellion of Life and Death will be in Brother Xiong's pocket."

"His Royal Highness is very personable and can even know such secrets."

Xiong Jiuyin's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly said, "It's just that Zhou Dao..."

Needless to say, the relationship between Wang Xiaoyi and Zhou Dao, let alone, the Taoist temple left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng has now fallen into the control of Zhou Dao.

"Zhou Dao..."

The smile on the eighth prince's face became brighter and brighter, and he had already heard about one of the most popular figures in the capital in recent years.

"Don't worry, there will be a big master to stop him."

The words of the eighth prince revealed deep confidence and irreversible majesty.

In the sky and night, a full moon falls in the west.

The Protectorate of the State.

Wu Xuanxin sat in the pavilion, and the night wind suddenly rose, blowing the thin robe.

He looked at the sky, and there were no waves in his deep eyes.

"Looks like you can't wait."

At this moment, Lu Xianyang walked slowly from the darkness and stepped into the pavilion.

"You've been training for so long, it's time to move."

Wu Xuanxin took a deep look at Lu Xianyang. Since the Yuan Wang Fa meeting, he felt that the other party had become more and more unfathomable, more mysterious than before.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Lu Xianyang said lightly, "I also want to see how far he has grown now."

The voice fell, Wu Xuanxin turned his head, did not speak, and then slowly stood up.

"After waiting for so long, it's finally time to see you again, Zhou Dao, don't let me down."

Wu Xuanxin murmured softly and walked out of the small courtyard.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Zhou Dao got up, hugged the little black cat, and planned to go to Taihu Street in the east of the city to get a bowl of crispy tofu soup to eat.

I heard Luo Qiqi say that there is a new tofu shop opened there. There are various ways to eat tofu, and the most delicious one is the crispy tofu soup.

It is said that the meringue alone needs to be prepared three days in advance. The tofu is also made by the owner's own hands. It is fragrant and smooth, white and tender, and the juice is delicious.

It's a pity you can't take out, otherwise the taste will be lost.

Zhou Dao was so moved that he planned to try it for himself.

"What's so delicious about tofu?"

The little black cat held Zhou Dao's arms lazily, shaking its tail.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a figure standing outside the door, thin and tall, like a mountain standing horizontally in the blink of an eye.

"teacher!?"

Li Zangfeng's eyes swept over the little black cat inadvertently, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Put the cat down and come with me."

"Humph."

The little black cat snorted coldly, but Zhou Dao didn't dare to neglect, soothed the little black cat and hurriedly followed.

Tibetan Sword Palace.

This is Li Zangfeng's dojo.

In Yu Yaosi, the nine pillars have their own dojos, such as Tianzhu's [Tiansheng Palace], Leizhu's [Leiming Palace], Qizhu's [Wangqi Palace], etc.

"Teacher, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhou Dao asked, although Li Zangfeng would often call him over on weekdays to teach him supernatural powers and explain Taoism.

But early in the morning, it was the first time to be so proactive.

"Did you meet someone from Feixian Palace yesterday?"

"Well." Zhou Daoqing snorted, but he didn't hide it.

Regarding Li Zangfeng, he has nothing to hide. Dignified Jianzhu is not only his teacher in name, but actually his uncle.

"What about people?"

"Killed." Zhou Dao only spit out two words, understatement, extremely calm.

"Just kill it."

Li Zangfeng pondered for a while, and only spit out five words.

For others, beheading the disciples of the Sixth Dao Sect was a serious crime, but it was not a big deal for Li Zangfeng.

In fact, he killed a lot of people when he was young, and a large part of them came from the Sixth Avenue Gate.

"You're lucky, the girl you met was a half-ass." Li Zangfeng glanced lightly and said lightly.

"Half!?" Zhou Dao looked strange.

In his eyes, Liu Xingyue is not half-hearted, and is considered outstanding among the young disciples of Jiu Miao Guan.

Especially the trick that invites the gods to come and devise all kinds of dharmas, if it is not for Zhou Dao to master the [Curse Sun Seal], it really may not be able to do it.

"Please call the gods to come, the spirit official who descends into the world, that is one of the gods of Jiu Miao Guan, if you really show it, can you stop it with your cursed sun seal?"

Li Zangfeng was surprisingly strict when he was a teacher.

"My Sunset Sect has ten great seals, which are the foundation of all practice. You are lucky to have mastered the curse of the sun."

"This seal is designed to restrain the Dharma protector of the Sixth Avenue Gate."

"The Ten Great Seals!?"

Zhou Dao was stunned, this was the first time he had heard of it.

"All disciples of my Sunset Sect must understand a kind of seal, and all kinds of magical powers in the future will be based on this." Li Zangfeng said lightly.

Only by mastering one of the [Ten Great Seals] can one truly be regarded as a disciple of the Sunset Sect.

"Is the teacher too? Which one is it?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

"I learned [Spiritual Sun Seal]."

Li Zangfeng raised a finger, and the flowers and plants beside him glowed with brilliance like the sun, and then turned into countless photoelectric lights, lingering on Li Zangfeng's fingertips.

Great Sunshine ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Creation of all things, all dharmas have spirits, only I can use them.

The spirituality of heaven and earth is at this fingertip.

hum...

Suddenly, the fluorescence lingering around the fingertips suddenly changed, condensing a supreme sword energy, fierce and terrifying, earth-shattering.

All of Li Zangfeng's magical powers are based on the [Ling Riyin], and all kinds of techniques are ever-changing.

"This……"

Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, Li Zangfeng's [Spirit Sun Seal] seemed to be much more magical than his [Curse Sun Seal].

"Brother... Where's the senior brother? What kind of seal did he practice?" Zhou Dao asked suddenly.

"Lin Jie!?"

Li Zangfeng pondered for a while and spit out three words.

"Robbery of the Sun!"

Chapter end