Chapter 409 The Last Dharma Sutra ([-]-character chapter)

Heaven and earth!

Exotic flowers and trees, palaces and pavilions, everything comes into view.

Wang Qiong stood beside a rockery, and the scene just now disappeared, just like a dream.

In fact, it took only three steps from Wang Qiong to the other courtyard of heaven and earth, but it seemed as long as a lifetime to him.

Those scenes were intertwined in his mind like a silk net, the light and shadow changed, confusing and overlapping with real memories.

For a moment, Wang Qiong only felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

"Overbearing Zhengang...Father..." Wang Qiong clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

"Yellow Liang moment is short tonight, I don't know if the world is dreaming!"

At this moment, a soft sound resounded, like waves suddenly rising in the Pinghu Lake.

In an instant, the courtyard was fragrant, and the birds were shocked.

"Who?"

Wang Qiong turned around and looked, in the pavilion not far away, there were clear veils and incense, and there was a faint figure flickering.

"Your Majesty!?" Wang Qiong was startled and hurriedly saluted.

"What did you see?" In the pavilion, the contemptuous voice sounded again.

Wang Qiong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know...I don't know if it's a hallucination..."

"Huangliang's dream may not be false, you are not you..."

In the courtyard, Xuanyin is faint, hiding Jifeng.

"I don't understand!" Wang Qiong shook his head.

"You are still too weak... Only the strong can see the true self and find the consistent path..."

The contemptuous voice gradually became tired, revealing a trace of loneliness.

"Go... Maybe that thing can help you see yourself clearly and reach the realm you desire."

"What is it? Where is it?" Wang Qiong couldn't help but blurted out.

This is Qin Huang wanting to reward him with a treasure!

At this time, Wang Qiong was a little puzzled. It stands to reason that apart from stronger strength, higher talent, handsomer appearance, better character, and better personality... It seems that he has no other advantages. His Majesty loves it so much.

Not only did the decree come down on Dongling Mountain, and he was saved from the hands of the Guangming Palace, but now there is even a reward.

For the first time in his life, Wang Qiong realized that he was so rare, even His Majesty Qin Huang was tempted by him.

Thinking of this, Wang Qiong's many emotions disappeared in an instant, his heart fluctuated for a while, and the corners of his mouth raised, looking forward to Qin Huang's reward.

"You're welcome!"

The contemptuous voice came again, it didn't sound like a reproach, but more of a joke.

"Your Majesty's gift is a mighty gift from heaven. If you refuse, you will be acting against the sky. How can this junior be such a lawless person!?" Wang Qiong said righteously.

"A talent like you should stay in the Palace of Light. You have the potential to be a magic stick."

"Eh..." Wang Qiong was at a loss for words, he never thought that His Majesty Qin Huang would tease him like this.

"Your Majesty... digressed..." Wang Qiong curled his lips and reminded.

"Where did you just say?"

"Baby... You said you have a baby to give to me..."

"You are really not afraid of death. When did I say I would give you a baby? I just said that there is something that can help you break the deadlock."

"Yes, yes, yes... the younger generation has a bad brain, and I remembered wrongly." Wang Qiong said with a dry smile: "Dare to ask your Majesty what kind of treasure it is."

"The Last Dharma Scripture!"

"What?" Wang Qiong's expression changed suddenly.

This is not the first time he has heard of this name.

That day in the ancient lair of the evil god of the wilderness, the white-haired true king once mentioned the "Moment Dharma Sutra", which is an ancient secret treasure hidden in the inner palace by the Qin royal family, and it is difficult for even the prince to lighten See.

Wang Qiong once specifically asked the Seventh Prince, and he said it rather vaguely, knowing that it was a treasure of the royal family, and it had been passed down from generation to generation since the time of the Taizu.

Among these princes, it seems that only the fifth prince has the opportunity to comprehend the "Moment Dharma Scripture".

"You seem to have heard of it!?"

"I heard from the Seventh Prince that..." Wang Qiong lied, he couldn't say that he had contact with the existence of the True King Sequence.

You know, that is a taboo of human beings, an unworldly enemy, if it gets out, it will inevitably be accused of colluding with other races and fornicating foreign enemies.

"Lao Qi's mind is not on cultivation, have you noticed..."

The contemptuous words came to an abrupt end.

"What did you find?" Wang Qiong asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing! The Sutra of the Last Dharma is the highest of the royal family. It's so precious. If you want to see it, you can get it yourself."

After the words fell, a scroll flew out from the clear gauze curtain.

Wang Qiong raised his hand to take it: "What is this?"

"Take it back and see for yourself!"

Wang Qiong's heart moved, he retracted the scroll, and silently looked at the looming figure in the pavilion.

"Any thing else?"

"I'm leaving now?" Wang Qiong blurted out.

"Are you still going to stay for dinner?"

"Uh... Junior farewell..." Wang Qiong laughed dryly, saluted and withdrew.

Outside the courtyard, the Seventh Prince had been waiting, and when he saw Wang Qiong coming out, he hurried forward.

"Why so fast? Have you seen the emperor?"

Wang Qiong looked strange, looked back, and shook his head immediately.

"Didn't see it? Then who did you see when you went in?" The Seventh Prince asked in a daze.

"I don't know either." Wang Qiong curled his lips, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes

……

Heaven and earth, among pavilions.

"That kid is so clever, he actually knows that you are not me."

Clear the veil and curtain, and the incense is lingering!
Suddenly, a young man came out slowly. His eyebrows were raised, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was playing with a monster ball in his hand. Light shoes, red trim, and a "hook" mark on it.

No one would have thought that this seemingly weird young man was the current emperor of Qin who was famous all over the world and might shake the country.

"Maybe I stayed with that donkey for too long..." The contemptuous voice resounded in the pavilion again.

"What do you think of that kid?" Qin Huang asked.

"It's still too tender... But it can be seen that the donkey has put a lot of effort into him... Even the foundation building method in the "Luo Tian Handbook" has been handed over to him... It's a pity, this kid's qualifications are mediocre ..."

"Time is running out!" Qin Huang said leisurely.

"The "Last Dharma Scripture" was originally given to the Daxia royal family by the Wang family. Later, when the Great Xia destroyed the country, this treasure fell into your hands. If this kid comes into contact with the "Last Dharma Scripture", I don't know what changes will happen."

"You'll know it just by looking at it!" Qin Huang said lightly.

"Since you want to see it, why make such a joke with that kid?"

"It's luck to read "The Last Dharma Classic", I'm reminding him!" The corners of Qin Huang's mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

He lifted the clear gauze curtain, walked into the pavilion, and a black shadow came out, it turned out to be a cat.

The cat stood like a human, holding a wooden stick in its hand, with a bead inlaid on it, and the word "cat" was printed in the bead.

"Old cat, you have to be patient." Qin Huang sat down and said calmly.

The cat master licked his paw, and a gleam flashed in his cold eyes.

"They... are coming back soon!"

……

Back at the mansion of the Seventh Prince, Wang Qiong couldn't wait to open the scroll, but the contents inside completely stunned him.

"luck!?"

On the ancient scroll, there are only two characters: Luck!

Other than that, nothing else.

"What do you mean? Emperor Qin made a joke with me?" Wang Qiong looked weird and couldn't believe it.

His Majesty Qin Huang summoned him into the palace without saying anything, but in the end he sent him two words, which is too inexplicable!
The most important thing is, do these two words have half a dime relationship with "The Last Dharma Scripture"?
"Father didn't tell you anything else?" The Seventh Prince was also quite surprised.

"No, I didn't even see Emperor Qin's face." Wang Qiong shook his head.

His trip to the palace was like a dream, it was evil from the beginning to the end.

"Can you see anything?" Wang Qiong asked.

After all, the Seventh Prince is a member of the royal family, Qin Huang's parent-child, perhaps knows some secrets.

"What can this tell? I only know that there is a broken stele in the east of the city, called the Stele of Luck, which was erected by poor people in the imperial capital in the past begging for good luck." The Seventh Prince shook his head.

Wang Qiong rolled his eyes: "I'm asking if there are any clues in the palace? For example, some kind of scripture pavilion."

The "Final Law Sutra" is hidden in the palace, so the clues must naturally be found in the palace.

"Unreliable, no idea." The Seventh Prince spread his hands, really unable to guess the mystery.

"His Majesty Qinhuang must have hidden deep meaning in this move."

At this moment, Fei Lao came out. Since he met Wang Qiong, he has been hiding in the dark, following around, just to prevent some old guys from attacking him regardless of face.

"Profound? Fei Lao, are you sure this is not a joke?" Wang Qiong said with a curled lip.

"His Majesty the Qin Emperor, a man of great talent and skill, spanning ancient and modern times, how could he make such a joke with a little guy like you?"

As a loyal supporter of Qin Huang, Fei Lao is extremely superstitious and supportive of Qin Huang's deeds.

"Then what deep meaning can these two words have?" Wang Qiong said helplessly.

"It is rumored that the "Moment Law Sutra" was originally owned by the Daxia royal family, and it is the royal treasure. Over the past dynasties, the Daxia royal family has created many masters with this treasure." After all, Lao Fei is an old man of the Guangming Academy, and he knows the story Beyond Wang Qiong's imagination.

"If you are so powerful, how can you be eliminated by the Qin family?" Wang Qiong muttered, and subconsciously glanced at the seventh prince.

There are rumors in the world that the Great Qin Taizu was born in a reckless family. It is inconceivable that this kind of existence can subvert the imperial power and bring disaster to the world.

You know, there were no natural or man-made disasters at that time.

"Great Xia exterminated the clan, mostly because of the "Final Dharma Scripture"." Fei Lao sighed.

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiong's heart moved, and he humbly asked for advice.

"The origin of the Sutra of the Last Dharma is very mysterious. It is related to the establishment of the fire cultivation system. There are rumors that this scripture records the future when the fire is extinguished."

"The future where the fire is extinguished? What does this represent?" the Seventh Prince couldn't help but ask.

"The sky has light and darkness, and the sun has its waxing and waning. Everything in the world is born and dies. The light of fire will die in this world one day."

"You mean that the fire cultivation system will die one day!?" Wang Qiong's expression was different.

Fire cultivation is the foundation of human beings. It was this power that broke the shackles and embarked on the road of evolution, overthrowing the cruel notice of the monster civilization.

What will it mean once the human fire goes out?Heaven and earth sink, time turns, everything will return to the original?
At that time, is there any hope for human beings to survive?
Such a future is simply unimaginable.

"The Sutra of the Last Dharma records such a future, so its power is very powerful, and it is also very dangerous..." Fei Lao sighed leisurely: "The Great Xia royal family is prospered because of it. land."

"But the Daxia royal family also fell because of the "Last Dharma Scripture". It is said that because this scripture polluted the blood of the Daxia royal family, it is not tolerated. The imperial power is destroyed, and it will never regain its former glory!" Fei Lao Said slowly.

There are many theories from the outside world about the root cause of the Great Xia royal family's downfall, many of which are related to the "Moment Dharma Scripture".

Some people said that this scripture polluted the blood of the Great Xia royal family, making them no longer able to fit in with the dragon veins of Jiangshan.

Some people also said that the terrible existence escaped from the "Moment Dharma Scripture", which brought about the catastrophe of the Great Xia royal family.

In short, "The Last Dharma Scripture" is very mysterious and dangerous.

"So evil!?" Wang Qiong was thoughtful.

"If you don't have unfavorable luck, I'm afraid you won't be able to get your hands on the "Last Dharma Classic". The book written by Emperor Qin has a lot of meaning. You should study it hard." Fei Lao patted Wang Qiong's shoulder and said.

"Luck... luck..."

Wang Qiong looked at the two big characters on the scroll in his hand and fell into deep thought.

For several days in a row, Wang Qiong stayed behind closed doors, studying the scrolls, and even asked the Seventh Prince and the Prince of Tianwu to help him look up ancient books to see if he could find any clues.

Wang Qiong has an intuition that "The Ancient Sutra of the Last Law" is extremely important to him, and he can even use it to gain insight into the Fusion Realm and step into the ranks of rulers.

……

On this day, the sky was getting late, and the moon rabbit rose eastward.

The imperial capital, the east of the city, is the residence of the poor, where there are three religions and nine streams, and dragons and snakes are mixed.

The car frames on the road are gradually becoming scarce, and pedestrians are also in twos and threes.

At this time, in front of a dilapidated ancient stone tablet, a young man in sackcloth and rags knelt down on the ground, burning three fragrant plants in front of him, and placed a few rotten fruits, chanting words, and knelt down continuously.

"Lu Li, you don't need to beg, no matter how much you beg, you won't be able to turn over."

At this moment, a burst of cold laughter came from behind.

The young man called Lu Li turned around in horror, and saw a burly man walking towards him, followed by several rogue-like subordinates, staring at him coldly with mocking expressions.

"Master Qian, please allow me a few more days. My father just died, so there is really nothing..." Lu Li panicked.

boom……

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Lu Li heavily in the face. He flew high and hit the ancient stone tablet, knocking over the rotten fruit that was regarded as a tribute.

"Father's debt is repayable, it's only right and proper. If your father dies, it's none of my business. If you don't have money, it's useless even if you knock down this tablet of luck." The strong man stepped out and stepped on Lu Li's head.

"I'll give you two more days. If you don't have any money to pay, I'll sell your younger sister to a kiln." The brawny man said with a smirk, "Your younger sister is 12 years old. A chick of this age can be sold for a good price."

As they spoke, everyone laughed and turned to leave.

At this time, Lu Li was lying on the ground, his hands were tightly clenched, his eyes gleamed with incomparable anger, and the scarlet blood infected the ancient monument along the wound.

No one saw that the two ancient and vigorous characters glowed faintly, and it was fleeting, like nothing.

(End of this chapter)

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