Shading the sky: from the beginning of the emperor

Chapter 91 Where is the Emperor, He Has Always Been (5K2)

Now, Xiang Yufei and the Taiyin Sect have become the center of the world's attention, and their every move has attracted much attention.

But at this moment, he didn't go on an expedition as everyone thought, it was just his incarnation outside Huatianyu, and his real body came to the ancient Tianyu mentioned by Ziwei Shenchao with Duan De and others.

This is the sacred land that appeared in the ancient times. No one knows its origin. It is so mysterious that it once attracted Ziwei's masters to fight and plunder.

And so far, there is still a complete quasi-emperor array in the Taoist Temple of Longevity. Its power is unimaginable.

Outside the Ziwei domain, Duan De was about to calculate Feng Shui, but was stopped by the old man Dongfang. He raised his hand and opened a passage, leading everyone to the entrance of Tianyu. There is nothingness here, blending with the dark universe. It's hard to notice.

"Master, you look like I'm very unprofessional, and the old traditions are lost." Duan De was a little resentful, he always felt that there was something missing in Feng Shui.

Xiang Yufei didn't say a word, and went straight into the ancient sky, and the surrounding mist flowed slowly. Death and silence were the theme of Yongyuan, and there was no sound.

"It's too clean. It has been searched by people for many years, that is to say, it was only emptied in the difficult years." The unscrupulous Taoist rolled his eyes after a rough look, looking at the clean land in front of him, speechless .

The only thing that has some value is the hazy gas, which is not mist, but real chaos, which is a precious source of energy for monks. If it can be refined, it can transform the hostile energy of the magic weapon, and it can act as the secret of heaven.However, you can only absorb and refine your body when you reach the Holy Land.

Everyone looked at the undulating mountains in the distance, the ancient trees were lush, and the mountains were endless. It was a prehistoric scene, with vicissitudes and vicissitudes, and endless aura rushed towards us.

Although this chaotic divine land is dry and old, it is still higher than the outside world, and it is a treasure land of practice; but for some reason, no great religion has chosen to reproduce here.

Maybe it was tried, but unforeseen changes happened...

Xiang Yufei went deep all the way and searched for three days before he stopped in the vast ruins and searched carefully here.

Here he sensed the aura of the Hall of the King of People and the Taoist Temple of Longevity. The source pointed directly at a collapsed temple. The bricks and stones inside had already decayed and lost the blessing of divine power.

Among the ruins, one can vaguely see a statue of a god that was enshrined in the past, with its hands sealed and enshrined, which seems to be the place where the original ancient scriptures of the gods are located.

As soon as Shi Shi approached, he could feel a kind of "immortality" Taoism, like an ancient scripture recited here like a night, it is the ancient scriptures of gods, but it is difficult to hear clearly, and the branding has almost been erased.

The aura left by the two great patriarchs here is also very strong, turning into dao marks engraved in the world.

Master Dongfang pressed it with one hand, and helped Xiang Yufei to use the Yunyun method to extract the traces of the past from the temples and ancient Taoist realms, so as to comprehend the ancient scriptures of the gods; although the imprints are almost wiped out, there are still some traces of them in the end. The residue can be used.

Otherwise, it would not be easy to collect ancient scriptures from the hands of the two major quasi-emperor forces. The intact quasi-emperor pattern would be death even if the great sage went. arrive.

Gradually, the sound of chanting sutras was repeated, and a ray of green light flew from the dilapidated temple, carrying the traces of the past, and the rhyme became more and more magnificent. It was a little faint at first, but under the continuous blessing of humans and demons The following gradually became clear and turned into a mysterious ancient scripture.

"The legendary ancient scriptures of the gods?" Yin Tiande looked sideways. This is a primitive brand, and it is difficult to comprehend even if it is incomplete, but now it is re-reflected, a real manifestation.

Duan De couldn't help but look at it a few more times, feeling a kind of broad and profound essence of longevity, but to everyone's surprise, he was not interested, and ran away to dig other relics on his own.

"Zhe Zimi, most of this heaven domain is also related to Changsheng Tianzun; or it is related to the creatures killed by the ancient patriarch of the overlord body in the past." Xiang Yufei took out the ancient enlightenment tea and shared it with everyone.

This is the legendary Nine Secrets, and it is naturally magical and infinite. The old man Dongfang is also immersed in it.

Compared with Hua Yunfei's Phoenix Tribulation Regeneration Technique, this secret technique is obviously much superior, and it fits perfectly with Xiang Yufei's flesh and blood, every inch of flesh and blood is shining brightly, and the sound of longevity is chanted, and this technique conceives and nourishes vitality side is revealed.

Changsheng Tianzun, one of the Nine Great Celestial Venerables, has done his best. Naturally, it is not just as simple as healing, but also involves a deeper level of "vitality and essence", which is the essence of vigorous vitality in all things; It is also a part of this method, which is the root of longevity.

Accompanied by comprehension, the door of "immortality" of longevity was pushed open, and Xiang Yufei stepped into a vast field. This is standing on the shoulder of Tianzun overlooking, penetrating many mysteries.

The essence bloomed one after another, filling the spiritual flesh and blood, giving him a feeling of ushering in the spring of prosperity of all things. The body has entered the most active period, full of vitality, the potential is tapped, and the original force of life is strengthened.

Six days passed in a blink of an eye, they woke up, recovered from the mysterious Taoist realm, and each had their own gains.

"Nine days, it's not too late." Xiang Yufei whispered, looking quietly at the big purple star below.

Everything is ready, and the east wind should rise.

During this period of time, he suffered from the other side's longing for him, waiting for him day and night.

Luzhou, the Taiyin Sect, people are waiting for the formation, and the killing formation is also opened. The source stones and essence are constantly being consumed. They are sure that the successor of the Holy Emperor is coming.

After the first day passed, they sneered, thinking that this was a catch in the urn, and everything was under control.

The second day passed, their faces were cold, and they felt that there would always be people disappearing in the mountains in the distance, and they were full of evil spirits.

After the third day, their expressions changed, and they felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the descendant of the Holy Emperor was afraid?

When the ninth day came, their faces turned red, and they realized that they had been fooled. They didn't go here at all. They opened the nine-day formation in vain, and consumed a lot of resources. They were all winking to the blind look.

"It's not kind, do you think we are fools!" Many people were angry, inquired about the news, and found that the heir of the Holy Emperor who had been waiting so hard was still on the way.

They were furious immediately, and a figure walked out from the ancestral land, glowing with holy power, and directly killed the place where the descendant of the Holy Emperor was. Many spectators were surprised, thinking that the holy artifact had been revived and born, and did not think too much about it.

Some people also suspected that it was the birth of the sage ancestor, but it didn't attract much attention.

"This is letting the Taiyin religion hang out for nine days, and it has become a joke again. It's really murderous." Some monks who watched the excitement shook their heads. Only the Duanmu people cared so much.

More people are looking forward to, hoping that the Duanmu clan will be liquidated, and the blood debt with the Taiyin emperor's survivors will be completely settled.

Over the years, they have been domineering and domineering, and their behavior has long been a complaint, but they are afraid to speak out because of their strength.

"The Taiyin Sect, the Duanmu clan have gone through so many years, is someone finally going to attack them?

Heir of the Holy Emperor..."

In the depths of the Human King's Hall, the silver-white Old Wang said to himself that the world is rumoring that he is going to die, but he is more aware of the situation in the world than anyone else.

In the past, the Sun God's Court and the Taiyin God's Court fell overnight, and all the strong perish. No matter how many forces probed, they failed to gain anything, and the rebellion of the Duanmu Clan was exactly that night, taking advantage of the chaos and bloodshed.

Many people suspect that they have something to do with the mysterious shooter, so they are very jealous. It is not that there are people who are not angry to liquidate, but the end is very tragic.

But on this day, the descendants of the Holy Emperor who stirred up the boundless turmoil in Ziwei joined in, and pointed their spearhead at the Taiyin Sect, and no one could calm down.

As a matter of fact, he obtained the Emperor's Legacy, and was suspected to be carrying fragments of the Emperor's seal and the elixir of laurel. He was destined to confront the Duanmu clan. No one thought that he would take the initiative to attack that clan.

"What is his reliance?
Even after so many years, the former shooters have long since fallen or left, and the Duanmu clan is not easy to provoke. There are real Old Sages in their background, and even stronger. "In Mingling Longevity Taoist Temple, the old Taoist who has not been born for a long time shook his head, unable to understand.

If it is said that the Lord of the Taiqing fights to kill a semi-sage, he will naturally believe it, but it is absolutely impossible to say that he will kill a saint without becoming a semi-sage, even if there is the legendary eternal god prohibition, it will not be able to break through the barriers of the sanctuary.

Then what is the basis of the other party's undisguised attack, directed at the Taiyin Sect?

"Could it be that the person who opened the Bajing Palace in the past has returned?" An old murmur sounded from the Shimo Cult, suspecting that the old man who opened the Taiqing Holy Land in the past has returned.

With the help of such a strong person, it is not impossible to fight against the Duanmu clan.

"Xiang Yufei, Lord of the Taiqing, is really a mysterious existence. He was born out of nowhere, and there is no trace of it before. It really makes people suspect that he is a foreigner.

This time facing the Taiyin Sect may be an opportunity to see clearly the secrets behind it. "On the lone peak where the Ice Demon Palace is located, there was a cold voice.

At the beginning, some disciples went down the mountain and rushed to the vicinity of the Duanmu tribe's territory.

It can be said that all parties in the world were shocked by such actions and changes. It was too sudden and decisive, and the challenge was still a behemoth.

Even the overseas monks are inquiring. Although they are at war with the four states, they are still very concerned.

In the ancestral land of the Duanmu clan, after hearing the reactions from all parties, they still didn’t care. Someone looked coldly, dismissively, and said indifferently, “It’s ridiculous, there’s nothing eternal in this world. , the extinction is extinguished, what kind of storms can be stirred up!"

"It's just a Dao Slayer. Please revive the ancestors, kill him, light the sky lantern physically, throw the soul into the cold prison, and squeeze out all the secrets he has mastered!"

"If you want to bear the grievances of the Emperor, is he worthy? What is it? If you dare to come, my Duanmu clan will destroy him."

"Why do you need him to come, the ancestor has already left the customs to seek to kill, I am afraid that he will die and come to us, hehe."

There was an icy voice all around, and they were all very angry. They were already furious when the grave was dug up, but now the descendants of the Holy Emperor put them together again, and made an ugly appearance. It was like stepping on their faces in public.

"Thousands of accusations, ten thousand curses, it's us who have the last laugh, those guys who were filled with righteous indignation back then, who died, who were imprisoned.

After thousands of years, who will know who is the servant of the royal family, only the orthodox Duanmu clan of Taiyin! "

The contemporary patriarch waved his hand, conceited and arrogant.

Some people have gone deep into the ancestral land to wake up those self-proclaimed saint-level ancestors.

Successor of the Holy Emperor?He must be told to come and go!

At the same time, Sunset Ridge.

Taiyin Ancestral Court.

The sky is a sad red, like endless fire clouds, like the last remnant of the setting sun.

In the devastated ancient land, there are still all kinds of rusty weapons and bones scattered everywhere.

Xiang Yufei stopped here, a little silent, and the sky was full of red clouds, lingering around, making him a little more desolate.

What I saw in front of me was like a frozen picture, extremely silent, not even a single sound.

The scenes of the Emperor's creation of the law still echoed in his mind, his homeland, his family land, and his blood have become like this, how ironic.

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns."

He sighed faintly, with complicated emotions, and slowly opened his arms as he looked at this ancient land.

All things have spirits, strands of Shen Xi scattered from the palms and fingers, blending into the land, looking back at the old scene, listening to the regrets of the ancestors.

'Tai··yin; Taiyin! '

Gradually, the sky hummed, and the sacrificial sounds of the ancestors were coming from that unknown place. Although it was very far away and even intermittent, it gave people a sense of grandeur and desolation.

In a daze, there were golden and iron horses, beacon fires everywhere, many chariots were broken, and there were will-o'-the-wisps burning. One after another, large flags fell to the ground, stained with blood, and occasionally raised a corner, and suddenly filled with dust.

The bloody night of genocide in the past seems to be reappearing. The guardians of the ethnic group are bloody, and the black scales are ruthlessly pressed down, destroying the last resistance; The clan will slaughter the knife, killing all the blood of the Emperor...

Unwilling roars, mournful wailing, powerless sighs, and hateful cursing...all echoed, making several people look solemn.

Xiang Yufei felt a sense of sadness, saw those spirits, like countless candles flickering, like dandelions glowing in the dark floating, filling the ancestral courtyard, looking at him, lips quivering, wanting to tell something .

"There is a reason between heaven and earth. If it doesn't make sense, there is another word for killing." He spoke softly, highlighting his killing intent in a calm manner, causing waves.

"Palace Master, you are not from Ziwei, let alone a descendant of a human queen. You have done enough, and for what purpose, you don't have to be involved in it." Yin Tiande asked, he was confused.

Can faith really be passed on?Will it really last forever in the years?

Can let a strange existence pay for it, shed blood for it?

"For some scars, the past does not mean they are forgotten; for some things, someone must do them; for some beliefs, even if they are dusty for eternity, they can still break through mountains and rivers.

What I have done so far is nothing more than horoscopes, my true nature is up to me, and I will do what I do; success or failure is nothing more than seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence. The sages once said that in the world of life, there is no beginning and end, and it is not a husband. "Looking back at Yufei, this is his belief.

In the world of life, in the world of mortals, there should be an end.

With his white hair slightly raised, he slanted his fingers in the desolate and noisy barren wind, and rowed across the magnificent mountains and rivers.

From ancient times to the present, how many heroes have lamented the spring and autumn, how many heroes have buried their bones in foreign lands, how much blood and tears have been paid in the wind and sand.

But their faith will not fall, and it will last forever.

"In ancient times, emperors and emperors, even if they are sages and sages, what's the use? Virtue is like a sage emperor, and stalwart is like a human emperor. Is there someone here?"

Yin Tiande was silent for a long time. Looking at the mountains and rivers, he expressed his doubts. Is the fate of one life and the name of ten thousand generations really meaningful?
"Yes, they have always been here." Xiang Yufei nodded and raised his hand slowly.

In an instant, from the soil of the divine court, from the withered vegetation, and even from the dust, a large number of light spots floated up, very crystal, like stars in the middle of the night, and like gems on a black curtain, shining brightly.

In the entire ancestral courtyard, countless light particles float up. If the divine flower withers and falls, they all spit out the light of the morning sun, which is incomparably gorgeous. Shaking and falling on the dark battlefield, suddenly, it turns into a human form again. The reappearance of ethnic groups, their old traces.

Taiyin Linghuang walked out and looked at each ethnic group. They were like dead souls and corpse puppets, but they were "resurrected" at this moment, which proved that the actions of the Emperor are not meaningless. There are always people who are ahead of the times. The frontier silently holds up the sky.

All generations, former sages, be with me!

"Human Emperor..." In a trance, Yin Tiande seems to have seen the scene of the Human Emperor leading the ethnic group. The old phantom reappears and spreads the picture scroll in the new era.

Yes, they have always been.

In the annals.

in people's hearts.

At this moment, the glow of thought power also flew out of his body, which is the trace of the existence of the Human Emperor, existing in the hearts of all living beings, and continuously integrated into the obsession and the body of the Linghuang.

"In the past bloody night, how many corpses of ancestors were attracted by Chen Zuting, and their souls returned to the west. I accept the legacy and don't punish the rebels. After the emperor, I can summon my soul into the earth and sleep on the green hills at night? An Neng replenishes the sky with blood!"

Swearing to Yufei, countless spiritual particles danced around, transformed into human forms, and became teams of ancestors. They all looked over, with tears in their eyes and resentment in their hearts.

They are not reconciled, they want to live another life, regain the name of the Emperor's race, and slaughter all the traitors who stole the throne!

Even, in the team, there are many very young children who died in ignorance and returned.

In the ancestral court, there are more and more figures. The queens and queens who fell in the past have all reappeared. Standing among the mountains and rivers, they will be remembered forever.

At this moment, Xiang Yufei was extremely solemn, looked around, and slowly raised his arms, "In the bloody night of the past, you lost your chance, were killed by foreign enemies, killed by traitors, and your soul hid your ancestral land; Occupation, the soul is hard to return to the long night.

Today, the heroic spirit is still there, and the enemy is still there: follow my banner, play my part, the living will be a hero, and the dead will be a ghost hero, rise again today, and cut down Duanmu! "

Boom!As soon as these words came out, the sky and the earth trembled, mountains and seas shouted together, and countless heroic souls shouted and roared.

'lunar! ''lunar! ''lunar! '

Heroic souls are like a sea, roaring wildly to shake the heavens and earth, the sky full of light particles, swaying in the darkness, rushing forward one after another, the former human emperor race has reappeared.

The whole Ziwei glowed with infinite light at this moment, and the Dao marks of the former emperor were aroused.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are roaring, and clusters of spiritual lights are flying, which are the footprints of the Emperor.

The vast starry sky is shining, and strands of divine light are falling, which is where the Human Sovereign looks up.

The fairy flowers of grass and trees are swaying, and the strings of crystal clear undulations are the peace brought by the emperor.

All living beings are crying, and their wishes are soaring to the sky, which is the trace of the existence of the Emperor.

Light fills the heaven and earth, spreads across the sky, reaches far and wide, and shakes everyone.

Human Sovereign, this is the cry of ancient history, this is the heart of the common people, and this is the final echo of the future.

Yes, he's always there!
　It is mentioned in the chapter of the original 1543-1544 Invincible Under Heaven that the Mingling Longevity Temple has always had quasi-emperor-level formations, which are intact.

　　The Emperor Zhun was also born in the Ice Demon Palace, but the emperor-level formation pattern has long since disappeared, leaving only a few major holy formation patterns.

　　In addition to Ziwei's Taiyin and Sun, the two strongest forces are Renwangdian and Changsheng Taoist Temple, both of which are on equal footing.

　　Needless to say, the Zhundi's barriers, the holy prince Jizi Yefan, the three emperors, the grand sage plus three pieces of emperor's soldiers, and the black emperor took the incomplete and endless killing array to PK half the quasi-divine old Teng Snake almost overturned.

　　This is also the state where the two books of Perfect Shading the Sky have never been reversed. Even the chaotic body Wang Bo only managed to leave when the great sage was blocked by the quasi-emperor; Use settings.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)