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Chapter 114 Rituals
As a large aristocratic family, the Zhu family's influence is naturally well-known in the current world.

However, little is known about their deep family territory, and this has been officially included in the highest level of top-secret files by Dayan officials, and the most stringent information blockade has been imposed on it.

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The long bridge lies over the waves, the honeycomb water vortex, the eaves and teeth are high, the corridors are winding... The magnificent attic palaces are continuous among the mountains, with misty clouds and mist, and the scenery between the mountains is like a legendary fairyland.

The end of the Zhongshan Station, one of the deep shelters in Dayan.

——Afang Tiangong.

This is the deep foundation of the Zhu family. The most mysterious Grand Inquisitor of Dayan is entrenched at the highest point of the Heavenly Palace, dominating the day and night rotation of the deep world.

The Zhu family built many small courtyards with elegant appearance at the foot of the mountain. Although the Heavenly Palace is large, they have lived on the outermost edge of the mountains for generations. Most people will never be able to step into the Heavenly Palace in their lifetime.

The deepest part of the Heavenly Palace.

In the center of a certain palace, someone was crouching in front of a book desk, copying the ancient characters carved on the palace walls with concentration.

He has long hair, clear facial features, and is extremely handsome. He has a young face, but is wearing a somewhat old Chinese tunic suit, and there is a lingering twilight air between his eyebrows.

Zhu Jiuyin was the only one living alone in the entire Epang Palace.

'Everyone in the world is a minister, they are mature as they grow older, and the Tao is not hungry for people. Long live this practice...'

He concentrated on writing, and the words written by Zhu Jiuyin were as vigorous and powerful as ever. The strokes gradually faded, and he gently dipped the pen into the inkstone.

At this moment, the sea of ​​ink swayed slightly, and the blurry reflection in the inkstone suddenly asked seriously: "Can you gain immortality if you are good at this?"

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly paused.

The brush left ugly scratches on the paper. He turned his head and stared at his reflection in the ink, only to find that the reflection remained as calm as ever.

While he was in a daze, the words he wrote took the opportunity to break free from their restraints. They made a cry of "bah, bah, bah, bah", jumped off the desk one after another, and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye.

In the end, only a crooked word 'year' was left on the paper.

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin gradually came back to his senses. He sighed deeply and put down his brush.

Whenever he feels uneasy, Zhu Jiuyin will always use writing to calm his mind. Unfortunately, this method is no longer effective now.

"It's getting more and more frequent..."

He murmured to himself, Zhulong was convinced that he had not been contaminated by the doomsday, and that what was entangled with him was another mysterious existence...

It originated from the 'ritual' left by Zulong. It was born out of the obsession to defeat the doomsday, and it has turned into the inner demon that Zhu Jiuyin can't get rid of.

But even so, Zhu Jiuyin did not intend to give up on the path he was about to take.

At the end of the world, standing still is almost tantamount to seeking death.

As the Grand Inquisitor of Great Yan, in order to inherit and continue, he must take that step forward, even at any cost.

Just like the original Zulong.

Thinking of this, Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his hand and spread out the history book that had been placed on the desk. He read the words in the history book, and the heavy history of Dayan being penetrated by the doomsday came into his eyes.

——In the third year of King Qin’s administration, he suffered from severe famine.

Zhu Jiuyin slowly closed her eyes and saw the skinny victims lying on the roadside due to hunger. She curled up in despair, but at the last moment she closed her eyes, she saw someone snatching away the child in her arms.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood were cooked, and the bones were made into firewood.

In the fourth year of the government, in the tenth month of Gengyin, locusts came from the east, covering the sky, and the whole world was plagued...

In the seventh year of the government, there are plenty of river fish, light cars and heavy horses are all the food...

In the 17th year of the government, there was an earthquake and a great famine...

The doomsday has never stopped eroding the current situation, and the blood-stained words outline scenes of cruel past scenes. Every stroke of the history book was written by Zhu Jiuyin himself. He understands the past history of Dayan better than anyone else.In the second chapter of this history book, the man of destiny wearing a black dragon robe unified the broken land of the current state and brought great rule to the world.

It’s just that Zulong deeply hated the catastrophe. He mobilized the whole country to find a way to fight against it. In the end...

He unexpectedly found a ritual that led to immortality.

Zhu Jiuyin turned to the last page of the history book.

He saw the fierce-tempered Ancestral Dragon standing on the city wall, and the plain beneath him was filled with solemn and silent armies in iron armor. The Human Emperor raised his head and glared at the dark and gloomy sky.

"The misfortune star swallows the sun, and a great disaster is coming."

An astronomical historian bowed down and reported: "Evil spirits from outside the sky will soon come to the world."

"Okay!" Zulong laughed and said, "I will lead the army to deal with the evil disaster outside that day!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice."

Another minister fearfully said: "Your Majesty is closely involved in the destiny of the Qin Dynasty, and it is your duty to protect all living beings."

But as soon as the minister finished speaking, rays of starlight tore apart the dark clouds above everyone's heads, revealing countless strange and terrifying eyeballs in the sky.

"Then it will equal the fate of the Qin Dynasty!"

Zulong's eyes seemed to be covered with blood: "I want to use the destiny of the Qin Dynasty, the knowledge of the people, and the way of war..."

He shouted angrily: "Destroy the evil star and prove my immortality!"

The next moment, the earth shook, and the Great Wall rose from the ground, swimming in the air like a dragon, and rushed resolutely into the star-filled sky.

Thousands of troops and horses galloped on the dragon's spine. The army held high the roaring flag and let out a roar that resounded throughout the world!

Zhu Jiuyin gently closed the history book.

The majestic battlefields in history instantly dissipated like bubbles. He opened his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After that battle, Zulong and his army disappeared into the apocalypse, and the huge empire gradually declined.

Ritual...conquest...immortality...

Although Zulong never revealed to any of his friends what the 'Ritual of Immortality' was, Zhulong still found out some clues over the years.

From that moment on, some strange illusions and whispers would always appear around Zhu Jiuyin.

He firmly believes that he has found the right direction.

No matter what, he will use the deep banquet planned by himself to complete the premise of the ritual.

In a trance, Zhu Jiuyin was shocked to see the majestic Zulong sitting opposite the desk.

Without thinking, he asked softly towards the figure that appeared in front of him: "Will you gain immortality if you fight against the great disaster?"

'Zu Long' didn't answer, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

Zhu Jiuyin stood up suddenly, stared into the other person's eyes, and asked sternly: "Will I gain immortality if I conquer the world?!"

click.

The writing brush on the desk fell to the ground, and as the ink stains splashed down, the body of 'Ancestral Dragon' became blurred.

But the next moment, Zhu Jiuyin's ears suddenly heard a chaotic and strange noise, and the blurry figure moved his lips slightly and answered with a smile.

"……Available."

(End of this chapter)