What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 43 After Fei Lian, the saint falls

Heavenly Court, Constellation Palace, Doujuxing Palace.

This place is where [-] stars are evil.

In the depths of the ancient palaces, ancient gods sat with their eyes closed, like petrified sculptures.

The constellations in the sky, entrusting their primordial spirits.

In a stone hall deep in this hall.

The god sitting on the futon suddenly had a whim.

He has returned from the stars.

The thick plaster covered on his body fell down rustling.

Soon the ground was covered with shards of gypsum.

The true body of this god is also revealed.

The body of a deer, the head of a bird, with a huge snake tail dragging behind it, there are obvious leopard prints all over the body.

Apparently...

He is the great saint!
Monster Race Great Sage!

Moreover, it is the great sage of the demon race with extremely noble blood.

Perhaps, his previous life and feet can be traced back to the demon god of the Lich Tribulation.

But now, the body has been beheaded, the true spirit is trapped, and as a last resort, he has become one of the evil spirits in this heaven.

It has to be said that it is due to doom and causality!

"Qingping Jianming!" The god said, "The sage is calling me!"

He felt the sound of the sword chirping from the wind and lowered his head.

He knew that this was a sage who taught him secretly, using the Qingping sword, to seduce his legacy from his previous life.

In this way, tell him about something.

So, he pricked up his ears and listened to the wind between heaven and earth.

The wind whipped up huge waves and slapped the shore.

The breeze blew across the hills and rustled the woods.

The cold wind howled and whistled in Beiju Luzhou.

The wind is howling, the wind is whimpering, and the wind is still talking.

In the wind, the Qingping sword trembled slightly.

As a result, the ancient demon characters slowly took shape in his pupils.

The message brought by the wind that spread between the heavens and the earth, the decree of the saint from the Qingping sword, was restored in his pupils.

"The sage master has so solemnly lowered the decree..." The deity murmured in his heart, "Why is it for such trivial matters?"

However, the teaching sage has been trapped in the Biyou Palace for thousands of years!

Now that he was born, he was the first to come to him.

The god is still very happy.

What's more, the sage's calculation, where can he think of it?
Maybe the saint has a deep meaning?
According to the decree, he came to the depths of this stone hall.

He twisted a mechanism slightly.

Ka Ka Ka!
A jewel was held up from a jade plate.

He reached out and held the orb.

Starlight swaying all over his body, arousing his own blood, calling the descendants of the lower world: "With my blood, I will see the four directions, the descendants of Feilian, come and see you quickly!"

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Southern Zhanbuzhou, western border.

The old hometown of Wang Ji of the Zhou Dynasty has long been buried under the loess.

The descendants of King Wu finally lost the treasured land where they started, and were driven from the sacred homeland of Xiqi to the Luohe area of ​​Nanzhanbuzhou.

Above the ruins is a new state.

Said Qin!

Since the Qin people established their country, eight Qin marquis have been passed down.

Every generation of Qin marquis was wrapped in horse leather and died in battle!
This generation of Qin candidates will be named well, and will be three hundred this year.

For a descendant of the Immortal God, he has just reached the prime of life, and it is a promising age.

Therefore, this Qin Hou is a diligent executive director every day, and will rule the lives of millions of Qin people in an orderly manner.

The upper and lower ranks of the country are also calling for the Lord of Ming!
In addition to this, this Qin Hou also has a military calendar.

Continue to lead the army to the west, attacking the demon clan, witch clan and some Asura clan who ran out of the sea of ​​blood.

Therefore, under his rule, the Qin Dynasty was safe, in stark contrast to the chaos of the Southern Zhanbu states at this time.

It was noon.

Qin Hou was in his waiting hall, reviewing reports from various places submitted by his retainers.

In a trance, he only felt his eyes dim.

Then he found himself walking in the ancestral temple of the Qin state, wearing the treasured armor handed down to him by the ancestors of all dynasties.

The candles in the ancestral temple have all been extinguished.

There was no one in the temple, and it was so quiet that it seemed to be returning to the ruins.

"A soldier! A soldier!" Qin Hou called.

But no one answered him.

The entire ancestral temple, on the contrary, was gloomy.

In a trance, the candles were lit one after another.

When Qin Hou looked up, he saw that a little bit of yin fire was rising on the gods' master cards in the ancestral temple.

In the ear, a majestic and extraordinary voice faintly heard: "With my blood, I will be in all directions, the descendants of Feilian, come and see you quickly!"

When Qin Hou was shocked, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his ministers: "The unworthy descendants will win and be appointed, and pay tribute to the ancestors!"

He listened to the majestic voice, beating in the eardrums.

"This year's big festival, choose the secret martial arts that the mortals in your country have cultivated, and burn incense to offer me!"

The Duke of Qin immediately nodded his head: "It is good for the unworthy descendants to win, and I respect the imperial order, and dare not disobey!"

The ancestors ordered him to sacrifice with the secret techniques of martial arts in the country?
This is a good thing!
After saying this, Qin Hou immediately woke up.

He found that he had fallen asleep on the couch at some point, and the two close ministers beside him were carefully fanning the fan for him.

All kinds of dreams arise from the heart.

Qin Hou immediately got up and said to the left and right: "Chuan Zongzheng!"

"There is a big deal to discuss!"

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It is thousands of miles away from Qin State.

The core essence of Nanzhanbuzhou.

The descendant of the Zhou king, after Tang Yu, the capital of Jin state.

Zhao Shuai, the minister of the Duke of Jin, also suddenly woke up from his dream.

"Ancestor..." He muttered to himself: "Ancestor dreaming, isn't it easy?"

This important minister who assisted the contemporary Duke of Jin, swept the world and practiced Zuo before the emperor of Zhou, is now very old.

But he still jumped up from the bed immediately.

He shouted to the door: "Call me now!"

Not long after, Zhao Dun, the son of Zhao Shuai, came to hear the sound.

"Father, what's the matter?" Zhao Dun, a dutiful son, immediately asked when they met.

Zhao Shuiping retreated from outsiders, and then carefully ignited the 'retirement incense' that was passed down from generation to generation in the family, so as to hide the sight of the ancestors and gods in the ancestral temple of Jingong.

Only then did he say to Zhao Dun, "I just dreamed of my ancestor dreaming of a dream..."

"The ancestors ordered me to collect mortal martial arts secrets and make sacrifices at this year's ceremony..."

"I'm old!"

"You are here to do this!"

"It must be done well, and don't let the ancestors down!"

"Yes!" Zhao Dun nodded immediately.

In this era when the gods ruled the world and the descendants of the gods walked the earth.

Ancestor dreaming is something that all families long for.

Because this will allow them to be close to their ancestors, and possibly to be sheltered and guided by them, and even to be graced.

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In the Biyou Palace, the Tongtian Sect Master has withdrawn the thoughts he had entrusted to him.

By the way, at the same time, he also took the Qingping Sword in his hand.

Feel the trembling of the Qingping sword.

The sect master of Tongtian knew that his deceitful plan had succeeded.

Neither the five saints nor the quasi-sages were disturbed.

By meeting the Jade Emperor, he successfully covered up the cause and effect of his connection with Feilian.

A day in the sky and a year on earth.

Soon, he will be able to obtain the martial arts of today's mortals through Fei Lian.

This is for that Xu Ji.

Also to drop a child in the mortal world.

And the reason why I chose Fei Lian.

It was because of Tongtian Sect Master, he had a faint feeling.

Fei Lian's luck is growing.

This shows that there will be heroes in his descendants!
　Hmm...the patch is complete!
　　I have to go and write the outline below and never dare to go beyond it! ~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)