The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 14
The distribution of orthodoxy in Beidou Zhongzhou is very special. In other words, Zhongzhou, Donghuang, Ximo, Nanling, Beiyuan, each region of Beidou has its own unique way of distribution of power.

If one were to explain the cultivation world of Zhongzhou in one sentence, it would be the separation of the four dynasties and the contention of a hundred schools of thought!
The so-called four dynasties refer to the four ancient god dynasties in Zhongzhou, Daxia, Jiuli, Guhua, and Shenzhou, which ruled most of the territory of Zhongzhou and benefited all people.

Each of the four great dynasties is a force with extreme holy soldiers, so it occupies the largest, most fertile, and naturally the most active.

As for the Hundred Families, in the eyes of the Four Great Divine Dynasties, those sects that do not have the ultimate emperor soldiers are just small characters surviving in the gap between them competing for hegemony!

Jiuli Divine Dynasty is one of the four major divine dynasties, entrenched in the land of Zhongzhou like a dark real dragon, and together with the three major divine dynasties of Daxia, Guhua and Shenzhou, formed a situation where the four dragons were ruled separately.

Today, the meeting hall of the Jiuli God Dynasty was extremely lively, and a group of handsome maids in palace costumes stood there tremblingly, with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

Each of them has a cultivation base above the quadrupole realm, but they are too overwhelmed by the atmosphere in the conference hall to raise their heads, because the more than ten middle-aged people or old people standing or sitting in the hall are all cultivators of at least the power realm. for!
The old emperor Li Hong, who once fought against Si Xuan and told everyone in Dao Yishifang who saw Si Xuan's birth not to slander the emperor, was still wearing the same black dragon robe at this time, standing in front of a group of similar Amidst the power of the black dragon robe, there was a little anxiety on his face.

"Brother Huang, that kid from Shaoyang hasn't come out yet, do you want me to go..." After waiting for a while, Li Hong couldn't sit still anymore, he stepped forward two steps and cupped his hands to the old man who was seated at the head of the meeting hall.

"Shaoyang is the current emperor of Jiuli. He is going to meet Emperor Tu. Why are you making fun of it, fourth child? Sit down!" He is Li Hong's biological elder brother, an old imperial lord who has practiced the "Jiuli Emperor Sutra" to the realm of cutting Dao!
"Ugh!"

Li Hong sighed heavily, and could only sit back because of the power of his imperial brother.

Just now, he spent a huge amount of resources to activate the teleportation array, and teleported himself back to Zhongzhou from the Eastern Desolation God City.

When he reported to the current master of the Jiuli Dynasty, the Emperor Li Shaoyang, that Prince Taiyin was going to entertain all the heroes in the Eastern Desolation God City, a wave of imperial prestige swept over him.

Self-recovery!
This terrifying news alarmed everyone in the Jiuli Dynasty at this time, not only the gathering of more than a dozen powerful people, but also alarmed Li Hong's old brother, an old king who has been slain for more than [-] years!

"The Emperor is back!"

Suddenly a middle-aged man shouted, which attracted the attention of all the powerful people present and the old king. Everyone looked out, only to see a tall and burly man wearing a nine-fold crown and a black dragon robe with patterns on his head. The majestic middle-aged man, who is much more complicated than the few powerful men, is walking towards the meeting hall step by step.

There is a gold plate in his hand, holding something, making every step seem to weigh ten thousand jun, and his steps are extremely steady, as if there is something earth-shattering in his hand.

All the great powers stopped talking, and all kept silent, waiting solemnly for the arrival of the emperor Li Shaoyang.

"Brothers, Brothers, Uncles, Father, the reason for Ditu's recovery has been found." Emperor Li Shaoyang said in a calm voice.

He held up the golden plate in his hand, and a pair of golden paper flew up into the sky, scattering beams of eternal light.

"Emperor Li's Handbook!"

Li Hong and that old Wang exclaimed, their fingers were trembling!
The so-called Emperor Li's handwriting is the handwriting left by the ancient emperor of the Jiuli God Dynasty, the master of the emperor soldier Jiulitu!
Every powerful person made the most devout gestures, studying the contents of his handbook word by word.

"I have been favored by the Taiyin Sect, and I have held the emperor's seal to protect myself for six hundred and ten years. If the descendants of the Taiyin Sect ask, my picture can also be borrowed for six hundred and ten years. My descendants will remember it."

After Li Hong read the imperial edict word by word, he felt as if all the bones in his body had been drained.

"Everyone, Jiu Litu learned that the Taiyin Emperor's son was born, and recovered on his own. He threw out this letter from the picture, and asked me to take the picture to the Eastern Desolate God City in person, and pay back the karma as soon as possible!"

The emperor of Jiuli, Li Shaoyang, put away the letter with trembling hands, and then spoke slowly.

……

The Holy Land of Shaking Light is one of the seven oldest Holy Lands of the Big Dipper. Its name must be pushed back to the ancient times. .

Now that time is rushing, the major holy places, gods, and great teachings have changed countless times. The holy places such as Tianquan and Kaiyang, which were once as famous as the Yaoguang holy place, have been buried in history. Even Tianxuan, the strongest of the seven holy places, It is embarrassing that the holy land has been destroyed in the ancient forbidden land.

Only the Holy Land of Waving Light has always maintained the golden mean, not to stand out and not to cause trouble. For nearly ten thousand years, when it comes to Holy Land of Waving Light, all the great families and great teachers will think of it as a low-key, restrained, and peaceful image of the great teaching.

But even so, the truly profound teachings are unconsciously afraid of Yaoguang Holy Land.

It is so special, it is the only holy place in the history of the human race that has never had a great emperor or an ancient emperor, but has the holy soldiers of the extreme way!
That's right, there hasn't been a great emperor in Yaoguang Holy Land for hundreds of thousands of years, and the dragon-patterned black gold tripod they sacrificed with the power of the whole Holy Land turned into an imperial weapon on a rainy night more than [-] years ago!
Some people speculated that it was an abandoned disciple who once belonged to Yaoguang or an ancestor who had already cut off karma after becoming enlightened and thanked the Holy Land for helping them refine this imperial cauldron;

There are also people who believe that the emperor does not necessarily need the emperor to do it himself. If there are a few great saints who follow a similar path and try their best, it is possible to refine such an emperor soldier. There have been more than two or three great masters in the history of Yaoguang Sheng and dozens of saints are the best examples;

There are many such rumors, such as the sincerity of shaking the light touched the heavens, the spirit of the black golden tripod became enlightened on its own, and the dragon veins of the holy land of shaking the light turned into immortals... There are different opinions and it is difficult to unify.

But there is only one thing that cannot be denied, the dragon pattern black gold tripod, it is the emperor soldier!
With a bright smile on his face, the son of Yaoguang walked in a small courtyard full of spiritual energy and blooming fairy flowers in the Holy Land of Yaoguang. While admiring it, he activated a portal in this small courtyard.

"brush!"

The portal didn't know which direction it sent him, nor how far it sent him, but it stopped soon.

It was obviously not the first time that Son of Light had come here. The kind smile on his face was restrained, and he was so indifferent that he no longer had a trace of expression, and walked into the dark secret room.

There, there were several old people sitting cross-legged, both male and female, but equally haggard and strong.

"You came!"

Seeing the son of Yaoguang entering the door, an old woman at the king level greeted him.

"Prince Taiyin is hosting a feast for all heroes in the world, do you want to send someone there?"

Shengzi Yaoguang, no, at this time, it should be Shengtian Tuntian who didn't mean to talk nonsense, and looked indifferently at the white-haired old man on the first seat.

"No." The semi-holy old man opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed them again.

"I want to swallow him." The Heaven-Tuning Son spoke again, no longer as indifferent as usual, with a strong sense of greed, and no longer the kindness that usually shakes the Holy Son.

"The holy prince has no holy soldiers, and no one to protect the way. You can try it." Before the first semi-holy old man could speak, a gray-haired old man below him suddenly suggested.

Tuntian Son looked indifferently at the old man who was also a semi-saint, without any sign of gratitude.

"Then let the contemporary Lord of Fluctuation go. He has practiced the orthodoxy of Fluctuation since he was a child, so he won't be suspicious." The old man in the first seat thought for a moment and said.

"No, he was injured by the Peacock King, and he is still recuperating." The gray-haired old man shook his head and vetoed.

"Then... we still have quite a few powerful puppets in the Holy Land of Waving Light, please take one of them and go have a look with the Holy Son at will." said the old woman.

"Bring the tripod?" Sacred Son Tuntian didn't look at the old woman known as God's Grandmother, and spoke again.

"Bring the tripod." The old man in the first seat affirmed.

Tuntian Shengzi stopped talking, his eyes were indifferent, and there was still no expression on his face, he turned and left.

"I'll go and look for you later." Grandma said with a black light in her eyes.

The Holy Son Swallowing Heaven shook his hand. The moment he stepped onto the teleportation formation, his aura became sunny and warm again, and he became the chic and gentle Son of Waking Light again.

(End of this chapter)