The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 94
Ziwei Dynasty, in the deepest hall of the imperial palace

According to legend, this place is enshrined here, the sacred beast of the Ziwei Dynasty, and some people say that this is the place of retreat for the old emperors of the God Dynasty. It is dark and deep, and no one has visited it for many years.

At this time, the normally quiet and dark hall was as bright as day, just because a holy lamp hung on the top of the hall, the holy and beautiful radiance made people unable to help but be intoxicated.

There are huge futons in the spacious hall. Each futon is made of five elements of silk taken from Silkworm Island in the North Sea. It is four feet in size, as if it was prepared for giants.

At this time, there were three deep figures sitting cross-legged on these futons. One was shrouded in light, as sacred and inviolable as a god; General darkness; the last one is a handsome white wolf, more than ten feet tall, surrounded by holy power, lying on the futon...

Suddenly, a figure in a purple dragon robe appeared at the top of the hall. It was a beautiful young woman with gray hair and red face. The decorations on her whole body were extraordinarily luxurious and exquisite.

Beside her, there is a holy dragon hovering and dancing. This saint-level dragon is red all over, has no horns on its head, and its scales emit soft light under the holy lamp, just like the most noble silk of this dragon-robed woman!
"Sage of Light, Taoist of Ming, Patriarch of Heavenly Wolf Mountain, since our alliance friends are here, let's start." The purple-robed female saint looked around and said calmly.

There was an aura of imperial way in her voice, as bright as the empress in person, it made people tremble.

"The Taiyin Sect was promoted to teach Taoism, and the Fusang sacred tree in the ancestral land of the Golden Crow Clan was flattened. Wouldn't Venerable Ziwei know about these two major events?" The Ming Taoist who was shrouded in the nether world was the first to speak. , he comes from the Mingling Longevity Temple, and he practices the magic method of longevity!

"The man who claimed to be the son of the Taiyin Emperor appeared, beheaded Duanmuzhen, and destroyed the Taiyin Sect." The saint of light also spoke. He laughed and said, "It's useless that Duanmuzhen claimed to be the emperor for many years, but he didn't want to accept the calamity today."

"There is no need to talk about the Taiyin matter. The Duanmu clan has their own responsibility and cannot rely on others. If the Taiyin prince comes to the door in the future, it will also worry about the forces in Renwangdian and Guanghan Palace who are friendly with the Taiyin God Sect. It has nothing to do with us." Ziwei Ziwei sat on the dragon chair, held the holy lamp hanging above it in his hand, and said calmly.

"What about the Golden Crow Clan? The sun and the sun are the oldest inheritance of the human race. The Holy One doesn't think that the demise of the Golden Crow Clan has nothing to do with the son of the Human Emperor, does he?" Sirius Shanzu is a handsome old wolf with long and narrow wolf eyes. Looking at an empty futon beside him as if pointing, he opened his mouth and said.

"Golden Crow Clan seeks our Human Clan's Emperor's Sutra, it really deserves to die, if not for my Ziwei God Dynasty having no spare power, I will definitely kill this clan's conspiracy in its infancy!" Ziwei Shengzun said indifferently.

"Hey!" The Heavenly Wolf Mountain Ancestor sneered, and sarcastically said, "Don't talk pretty words, the Jinwu tribe has been to Shenzhou three times in the past three thousand years, have you, Ziwei Shengzun, made a move?"

"My lord has his own considerations, so it's your turn to teach Shanzu?" The woman in the purple dragon robe looked coldly and looked at the old wolf with narrow eyes.

"Holy Venerable Ziwei, Patriarch, I just don't like you, what's the matter?" Heavenly Wolf Mountain Patriarch sneered without showing any weakness.

"Then you can try again!" The scarlet flood dragon hanging on Ziwei Shengzun suddenly grinned, and his tongue stuck out like a snake letter.

"Slave! Patriarch, I'm talking to your master, and it's your turn to speak?" The ancestor of Tianlang Mountain spit out a silver divine plate from his mouth, and sneered.

"Stop arguing!" Without waiting for the two saints to explode, the indifferent voice of the King of Light interrupted their conversation, "Tianji Guoshi also said that the son of the emperor came from beyond the sky, so what if there are powerful saints around him? It's just a dragon!"

"But Emperor Soldiers really touch people's hearts." Taoist Ming said.

"The people behind the other party can use the Great Saint Formation of the Golden Crow Tribe to raze that place to the ground, Daoist Master can go and try." The Bright Saint glanced at the master of Mingling, and said softly.

……

seven days later

Within the Sun Realm, the large lake and dragon veins that were originally used by the Sun God Cult to survive and practice have been moved to this realm.

Si Xuan, Dongfang Taiyi, Yao He, and Jiang Teng were still standing in the small pavilion by the lake. In front of them, there was a large table with some tributes on display, and a picture hanging on the top. painting!

The painting is a six-foot-high golden sacred tree, not very tall, but every twist and turn of each branch has Dao Yun, just like the most sacred and blazing sun fire spirit!

It is the Fusang sacred tree, one of the many immortal medicines in the universe!
Sitting cross-legged under the sacred tree was a man in green clothes. He was dressed plainly and his face was not clear, but he was tall and straight, unparalleled in stature, as if he contained all the ways of the sun in the world!

This is copied by the old man in the east according to the statue of the sun emperor he saw when he was young!

Outside the pavilion, more than [-] members of the Taiyang Yao clan and many servant clansmen who are now living together are also standing in awe, each and every one of them looks like the most pious worshipers, waiting for something with their eyes down.

"Worship the Holy Emperor!"

Yao He shouted, and was the first to kowtow to the image of the Sun Emperor on the table!

"Later generations pay homage to the Holy Emperor!"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Teng and countless clansmen behind him kowtowed to the man in Tsing Yi standing under the Fusang Sacred Tree in the painting!

Dongfang Taiyi also bowed deeply to the portrait, and Si Xuan did the same. The other person was the holy emperor who protected the human race just like his father, and deserved his respect.

This kind of sacrificial ceremony was handed down by the ancient people very long ago, and it has not been used for a long time in this life, but the old man Dongfang doesn't care about it, and wants all the rest of the sun to come to worship.

As prayers were recited from the mouths of more than two hundred people, it seemed as if some kind of Taoism in harmony with heaven and earth had been touched. The sacred hibiscus tree in the portrait seemed to be shaking, and golden rays of light shone from the tree. The man in Tsing Yi under the tree also seemed to cast a gaze!
In the eyes of more than [-] people who participated in the sacrifice, this painting seemed to be more dazzling than the real sun, but also warmer than the real sun!

Old Dongfang looked at this solemn scene with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his serious face. Although he was not a member of the Sun Yao family, he was a serious elder at this time, instructing various ancient rituals of the Sun lineage.

Si Xuan was always watching from the sidelines, he could understand Dongfang Taiyi's good intentions, the sun's pulse had been suppressed by the outside world for too long, all the emperor's scriptures and emperor's soldiers were lost, and his bones were crushed too many times, although it is still a Standing still, it is difficult to regain the pride and integrity of the past!
Mental outlook is the most difficult thing to change. What Dongfang Taiyi is doing now is not only to return the Sun Scriptures to this family, but also to pass on the ancient rituals of the Sun Saint Queen, together with the majestic tolerance and faith. give them!

"Prince, use the Jiuli map." The old man Dongfang looked at the members of the Sun God Sect who were much more energetic than before, and suddenly said to Si Xuan.

Si Xuan didn't ask why, but in the blink of an eye, the mottled map of Jiuli fell into the hands of the old man.

"Crash!"

Dongfang Taiyi took over Jiuli Tu, poured it with holy power, shook it violently, and the Di Tu turned into a radius of one mile, enveloping more than [-] members of the Sun Cult.

"Pulse veins!"

A voice came from the old man's mouth, and thousands of divine lights fell from the Jiuli map, like a sledgehammer made of divine gold, directly suppressing the two hundred people to lie on the ground!

These divine lights seem to treat the human body as a weapon that still needs to be forged, hitting people hard one after another, causing many people to scream.

But these people obviously knew the benefits of such a great sage's vein shaping, and they all insisted on it, and no one said to give up.

"Cut the marrow!"

The pulse-shaping process lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and the old man Dongfang shouted again, Jiulitu seemed to have turned into a round of sun, and the divine light like Wandao Waterfall turned into the hottest sunlight, tanning the skins of these two hundred people Crack, and quickly help them grow new skin.

"Good guy, did this kind of brutal foundation-building method be used in the Sun Emperor's era? It's exciting!" Si Xuan couldn't help sighing as he watched Yao He, a great power, being crushed to the ground and breathless, his body cracked and healed extremely quickly. road.

"The method of barbarian rebirth, in ancient times, I don't know how many people asked me to help, but I didn't want to!" The old man Dongfang looked at these Sun Clan people, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

With Si Xuan in the Taiyin lineage, the old Dongfang only felt that it was enough for him to play the role of a guardian, but for the few people left in the Sun lineage, he really regarded these descendants of the Sun lineage as his own. My own responsibility, I hope they can regain the glory of the Holy Emperor.

With the help of Jiuli Tu, this massive marrow cutting and foundation building lasted only three quarters, and all the Sun God Sect members completed this seemingly reborn change!

"Thank you, Patriarch!" Yao He led Jiang Teng and other clansmen and servants to bow to Dongfang Taiyi. They also understood the good intentions of Dongfang Taiyi and insisted on calling him Patriarch.

"The Sutra of the Sun has been passed on to you. With this marrow cutting, I don't need to worry about the cultivation of the descendants of the Holy Queen." Dongfang Taiyi finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Patriarch Dongfang!" Yao He had just completed his transformation, but he insisted on flying to Dongfang Taiyi, kowtowed to the old sage whom he had just met, and saluted.

"En!" This time, the old man Dongfang did not refuse, and accepted the gift calmly.

(End of this chapter)