Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 275 Ancestral Hall

The airship gallops across the mountains.

"Kunhao, hold back, hurry up, it will be here in a while!"

"It's early, I haven't left Songshan—wow..."

Looking at the young man who was vomiting blood in the co-pilot, Zhuan Yang's mind was buzzing.

He thought about waiting on the spot and contacting the officials of Songshan County.

But recalling the transfer of officials in Songshan County in recent years, he gave up this idea again.

Not safe!
People in Songshan County can't believe it!

Although Empress Li was still guarding the Bulao Tiansong, the Emperor Shenhuang mobilized people from other clans of the Kunwu clan.As far as Zhuan Yang knew, there were many officials in the Songshan County Mansion who supported the First Prince and the Third Prince.

Peng Yu gritted his teeth and urged Dao Qi.But the divine poison in his body shattered his mana like a rotten one.

Several times the true essence was retrograde, and a lot of poisonous blood was spit out.The vomited blood cannot be left in the driver's seat, and must be carefully collected in a container.

and--

It hurts!
It is more painful than the "Yongyuan Blood Poison" just now.Every moment, I feel thousands of tiny needles going through my body.Those small needles not only target the internal organs, but also pierce every cell with tens of thousands of fine hairs.

"Isn't Linghuang's poisonous wine too harsh? I'm afraid this thing is not aimed at the Qiankun Immortal Physique? What is he doing, is he committing suicide?"

One of the characteristics of the universe immortal body, the physical body is the universe of heaven and earth.Every organ and every cell can be regarded as an independent small space.

Linghuang's poisonous wine can just destroy the cell space, making the cells full of Dao Qi inactive and turning into ordinary cells.

In other words, this is to abolish Peng Yu's cultivation.

Ke Sangong is not bad.

While the divine poison was destroying the Qiankun Immortal Body, the severe poison was also obliterating the vitality of the body.This is the personal experience of Emperor Li, Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang in the past.

Feel the loss of life force while feeling extremely painful.

"Well……"

Spitting out another mouthful of blood, Peng Yu tried his best to let go of his consciousness, so that he would not think about it, and divided his mind on other things.But the pain that went deep into the bone marrow was unbearable.

bang bang-

Seeing his companions banging their hands on the door panel repeatedly, Zhuan Yang felt a burning pain in his heart.

"By the way, Kunhao, do you know that your father went to Miro Pagoda to retreat. When I came, I happened to see his chariot."

Knowing that Zhuan Yang wanted to divert his attention, Peng Yu also tried to divert his mind to chatting.

"That's natural... The emperor asked me to come to the East China Sea to observe the ceremony, isn't it because he intends to sacrifice the Heavenly Emperor Pagoda—ah..."

The heart-piercing, bone marrow-beating pain has already spread to the skull.

Covering his forehead, Peng Yu was panting heavily, and had nothing to say: "You didn't contact people from Songshan County just now, you did the right thing."

I really want to wait for people from Songshan County to respond.They will definitely not send themselves to Emperor Li's tomb immediately, but transfer themselves to the county government for diagnosis and treatment.

But the level of medical treatment in Songshan County, no, even the level of medical treatment in Kunwu Tiangong, cannot resolve Linghuang's poisoned wine.

Peng Yu could feel that there were elements in this poisonous wine that did not exist in this world.He speculated that some of the ingredients for the poisonous wine came from Linghuang's natal world.

In this case, the divine wine has no solution at all.

"I'm not stupid. Can you still live when they play football?"

Seeing Peng Yu's forbearance, Zhuan Yang's eyes flashed with sadness.

Of course he thought about asking for help.

But there is no one around to rely on.

Yang Fei of the Tianyue Legion has already retired, and Hua Lingyu was still watching the ceremony in the East China Sea just now.

And what frightened him the most was the retreat of the God Emperor!
Although I left a letter in place, I asked the officials of Songshan County to send it back to Kunwu Tiangong immediately.But whether the news can reach the ears of the God Emperor is still unknown.

Zhuan Yang thought to himself: There are too many people who want him to die, and even the attitude of the family is very ambiguous.

Although he was startled and angry that "Kun Hao" doubted himself, he also understood in his heart:

Father Hou has always looked down on Kunwu's family.If there is a chance to kill Kunhao, father will never let it go.

If my father finds out about this opportunity right now, he will definitely give it a go.

Glancing at his shadow from the corner of his eye, he was a little relieved that there was no change in the shadow.

Fortunately, Zhiming is my confidant, which is different from the previous one.

Zhuan Yang secretly sighed in his heart: Fortunately, the last one is gone. If the last shadow assassin is here, I am afraid that I will be distracted to suppress him while taking care of Kunhao.

Peng Yu held his head, couldn't help it, grabbed a handful of Madan and threw it into his mouth.But there was no time to chew it, and the blood that was coughed up directly brought out the elixir.

"Give... an injection, Zhuan Yang..."

He trembled and said a few words, pointing to the drawer.

Zhuan Yang looked at Yundao in front of him and said something in a low voice.

Shadow climbed onto the steering wheel and controlled the direction of travel.

Zhuan Yang took out the needle and anesthetic, and quickly injected two injections into Peng Yu's arm.

"how?"

Peng Yu kept silent, closed his eyes, and tried his best to stimulate the blood flow to make the medicine take effect.

But judging by the bulging veins on his forehead and the expression of enduring the severe pain, he also knew that anesthetics had no effect on Linghuang's poisoned wine.

Zhuan Yang pursed his lips: That's right, the Emperor Ling made this poisonous wine originally to target the empress, to make her die in the most painful state.

This poisoned wine itself is a kind of torture, torture.

"Driving at full speed, it's okay, I can bear it." Peng Yu's eyes darkened, and he passed out immediately.

Zhuan Yang silently turned on the manual driving and drove to the limit.

Drop drop-

The alarm kept sounding, but the speed was still increasing.

Rush out of Songshan County and fly over Laishan County at high speed.

Next came Mingshan County.

The alarm has ceased, two power sources have been damaged, and the rear mounting plate of the airship has been burned.

"Master, if you continue to use this speed, I'm afraid this airship will fall early."

"Then change to another one!" Zhuan Yang crazily poured his energy into the airship, the airship had already exceeded the limit, and the inside began to burst into flames.

boom--

When it just entered Wushan County, the airship completely exploded.

Zhuan Yang jumped out of the airship with Peng Yu in his arms, and the shadow immediately summoned another airship.

Flying slowly into the air, Zhuan Yang jumped into the airship and put Peng Yu in the co-pilot.

Suddenly, his face darkened, as if he had noticed something, he hurried to feel Peng Yu's pulse.

"how is this possible?"

"Zhiming! Check his pulse quickly. How do I feel..."

The shadow gradually changed, and a woman stood behind the airship, reaching out to grab Peng Yu's wrist.

The young girl's face was cold, like an iceberg beauty.She frowned in thought, felt for a while, then shook her head and said, "Master, Your Highness is dead."

"Dead? Impossible!"

Zhuan Yang tried to inject Gang Jin into Peng Yu's body to stimulate his heart.But Gang Jin entered the body and was instantly swallowed by the divine poison.

Even the toxin almost rushed into Zhuan Yang's body along the connection.

Seeing that something was wrong, the girl quickly broke Zhuan Yang's hand.

"Master, don't overpower your internal energy, or the divine poison will be introduced into you."

Zhuan Yang's face was stern, and he couldn't tell what it was like looking at the body that was getting colder in front of him.

died?

Is this dead?

Yesterday, no, the people who were talking and laughing not long ago are gone?
Didn't die in the hands of the enemy, didn't die on the battlefield, but died under a glass of poisoned wine?
Having been together for decades, because the two were still young, Zhuan Yang never considered that either he or Kun Hao would die.

Shouldn't death be a matter of hundreds of years for the two of us?

He has the technique of longevity, shouldn't it be when he was [-] years old, he came to his home to send himself off with his wife, children and family members for the last time?

"How could he die before me, how could it be because of a glass of poisoned wine—"

In the distance, fireworks curled up, and in the misty mountains and forests, Zhuan Yang saw a temple.

"Holy Queen's Shrine?"

Zhuan Yang's heart skipped a beat.

He picked up Peng Yu's body and jumped down, and rushed over with lightness kung fu.

The girl Zhiming watched her master leave, and hurriedly drove the airship to catch up.

The airship stopped at the entrance of the Holy Queen's Shrine. She walked into the shrine, and saw Zhuan Yang laying out the corpse, took out three incense sticks, and after offering sacrifices hastily, knelt down and prayed: "The Holy Empress, please be merciful and save me." Kunhao."

The holy queen, the wife of the first emperor, the mother of Da Kun, and the common ancestor of Zhuan Yang and Kun Hao.

The girl watched her master kowtow, and hurriedly saluted.

From the corner of the eye, he peeked at the posture of the statue of the Holy Empress, and Zhiming felt relieved: This is the auspicious appearance left by the Holy Empress in the world, and it has the power to save people from disasters.

The statue is eight feet high and is dressed in colorful plumage.With one hand drooping and the other holding Yu Ruyi, standing on the lotus.The expression is kind and compassionate, as if overlooking all living beings in Dakun.

The blue smoke curled up, falling into the air and dissipating on its own, Zhuan Yang's prayer was not answered.

"Master... master... the holy queen has long since returned, and the spirit god has never manifested. If you look for her... you might as well go to a god emperor's palace for help."

Zhuan Yang stared at the statue, without turning his head, said: "Your Majesty practices martial arts like me, so how can there be any immortal technique to save people?"

But the Holy Queen is different, she is the mother of the country and the source of the national spirit.Without her transformation of the blood of the people of Dakun, there would be no three thousand gods in Dakun now.

Her medical and immortal skills are at the highest level in the world.

Zhuan Yang didn't believe in evil, and tried to communicate with the god statue again.

Still no response.

Finally, Zhuan Yang pulled out his sword, drew a bloodstain on the palm of his hand, and threw the divine blood onto the statue.

"Your Majesty, you should know that you still owe me one thing. I want you to use this thing to save this guy from life."

The Holy Empress introduced smallpox into the Zhuansun family, causing every generation of the Zhuansun family to be robbed.

And Zhuan Yang is the person who holds the origin of the smallpox curse in this generation.

This is the sinful debt owed by the Holy Empress back then.

Suddenly, the lowered hand of the idol lit up with white light and covered Peng Yu's body.

But soon the white light dissipated, and everything returned to calm. Even the blood on the statue was clearly visible, and there was no change at all.

Zhuan Yang rushed over to check Peng Yu.

"I haven't had a heartbeat yet, ma'am, you—"

He was about to say something when the bright girl next to him tugged on his sleeve and pointed to a line of words floating on the ground: "Master, look."

After calming down, Zhuan Yang looked over, and there were four large characters on the ground: "Wanjia lights."

"Using the 'Lights of Thousands of Houses' to cast the blessing spell?" Zhuan Yang murmured, "Can this save people?"

Zhuan Yang had also heard the teacher mention the technique of praying for blessings in the technique class.

That is a spell that ordinary people can also cast, collecting lights from house to house, and forming a prayer power with the power of all people.

But is there enough light for thousands of homes?

Well, anyway, it's a possibility.

Zhuan Yang first took out a lamp, lit it with the power of Haotian, and landed on Peng Yu's chest.

"Zhi Ming, you take care of it here, I'll go down to collect the lights."

When he came, he caught a glimpse of the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain.

I wish I had time!
……

The girl couldn't stop her, and watched Zhuan Yang hurried down the mountain.

Silently walking up to Peng Yu, seeing the golden lotus lantern on her chest, the girl seemed to realize something:
"Golden Lotus Flame Lamp?"

The congenital spirits conceived in Hualian Blessed Land in Tiandang Mountain have the power of praying for blessings.

Looking at the ninth grade of lotus lamp, the girl recalled:
"This lamp seems to have been given to the master by His Highness a few years ago?"

On that day, twelve innate spiritual lamps were conceived in Hualian Blessed Land, one was destroyed by Yun Xian'er, two were taken away by Yun Xian'er for fun, and the remaining nine were taken away by Peng Yu.

In the crafting class, Peng Yu tried to sacrifice spirit treasures, and merged nine golden lotus flame lamps into one.On Zhuanyang's birthday in a certain year, Peng Yu just sent it out.

Look carefully, there are nine holes in the center of the lotus lantern, and each hole lights up a group of spiritual flames.

"God's will turns, and this lamp has become the hope of His Highness' resurrection?"

The girl guarded the lamp carefully, waited for a while, saw the blood on the statue, and went over respectfully.Take your sleeve and wipe it off.

"Your Majesty, don't blame me, the master is just in a hurry. When His Highness comes back to life, we will reshape your golden body and repair the shrine together."

……

Longyin County, Yan Mansion Mansion.

Yan Xiangsheng stood in the ancestral hall, staring blankly at the two tablets in front of him.

This is his first examination and concubine: "Test first the divine master of King Yangong Xuan" and "the first concubine the divine master of the Zhuan clan of Yanmen".

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the memorial tablet of King Yan Xuan, and it burst open little by little in Yan Xiangsheng's eyes.

"Is father still gone?"

A flash of light was emitted from the tablet to inform the relevant information.

Glancing at the God's Tablet on the right, Yan Xiangsheng had a complicated expression on his face.

Suppressing his emotions, he turned and walked out of the ancestral hall.

"The third child, the sixth child, you go to the eight counties of Nantian."

Hundreds of members of the Yan clan stood outside the ancestral hall. Hearing what his father said, one of the middle-aged people showed a sad look: "Father, grandfather—"

"The soul is gone."

"Your grandfather used the last time to kill King Zhao and cut off the destiny of the Kunwu clan."

"The two of you went to the eight counties of Nantian and brought back King Zhao's head as a comfort. Be careful, don't get contaminated with poisonous blood. That poison...is not something you can deal with."

"Yes."

After hesitating, Yan Xiangsheng said again: "Just make sure that King Zhao is dead. It doesn't matter if you don't bring back the head, the safety of you two is the most important thing."

"Father, don't worry, we will definitely complete the task and come back with King Zhao's head to worship grandfather."

Watching the two leave, Yan Xiangsheng's eyes fell on the others.

The backbone of the Yan family is gathered here, except for his eight sons, more than 20 grandchildren and hundreds of great-grandchildren.

"Get ready. My father's action has angered the Kunwu family. My family needs to go all out to tide over the difficulties."

"Father, you..." A man dressed as a Confucian scholar stepped forward: "Have you contacted there yet?"

"Although I'm reluctant, I have to rely on the 'Tao Realm'." Yan Xiangsheng didn't want to say much, and said to the descendants: "Quickly prepare and fight with all your strength."

……

East China Sea, Canglang Palace.

Zhuan Yun watched the Immortal Sword and the Demon Concubine team up to fight the Taoist Good Fortune.

He thought to himself: what Taoist Good Fortune said may have something to do with his younger brother's incident. Could it be that something happened to Kun Hao?
Look up at the starry sky and observe the fate of King Zhao.

But King Zhao has the protection of the Great Kun Kingdom Fortune, and ordinary people can't count it at all.Zhuan Yun used the Hongmeng Avenue to clear the fog, and could only vaguely see the disappearance of the king's energy and the dimming of the stars.

"Is that kid really going to die?"

Try to contact Zhuan Yang.

But Zhuan Yang was concerned about his family's attitude, so how could he dare to respond directly?
After waiting for a long time without a response, Zhuan Yun was worried about his younger brother and couldn't sit still: "Grandfather, let's go to the eight counties of Nantian."

Taoist Good Fortune wanted to say something, but the Heavenly Demon Black Flame turned into a gang blade and slashed down fiercely.

"Old thief, since you want to contain Ben Gong, then you should really fight!"

Seeing Zhuan Yun leave, Mo Fei no longer held back.

The blood beads condensed by Kunwu's holy body merged into the body, and the magic power doubled again, and a pair of sun and moon phantoms appeared behind him.

Days of menstruation!

Although it can't reach the level of the emperor, but from time to time, a emperor-level emperor gang appears, which still surprises the Taoist good fortune.

"Girl, you... are you about to prove the truth?"

Looking at this progress, I'm afraid it is faster than the God Emperor's proof?

(End of this chapter)