Chapter 136 Saint Scripture
Sacred Peak.

In the splendid hall on the top of the mountain, the purple atmosphere is pervasive, and the fairy mist is misty. A group of old people are staring at the young figure in the hall intently. Their eyes are full of satisfaction, and they almost write on their faces to express their feelings.

"Tianchen, what do you think of the Son's defeat?" the middle-aged man sitting high on the head asked calmly.

"Victory and defeat are common things in military strategists. It is a good thing to know the weakness after one defeat. Those who cultivate the Tao cultivate their hearts and strengthen themselves. I believe that the disciples of the Holy Son will cheer up."

"Cultivate your mind..." the middle-aged man whispered.

"Zi Xiao has experienced a losing streak and his will is low. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to be the Son of God. Holy Master, I suggest depriving Zi Xiao of the position of Son of God." A tall and skinny old man said.

He is a powerful person in the Zifu, and even Yiyue's grandfather. He has always supported Luo Tianchen.

"That's right, the strong are respected, and the survival of the fittest has been the case since ancient times. The Holy Son represents the face of our Zifu, and Zixiao is no longer suitable." Ziyun also said.

"It can't be said that way. Temporary failure doesn't mean anything. There were sages who knew defeat and then became brave. After that, they soared into the sky and overwhelmed an era. We want to give Zixiao a chance." The old man from the Zixiao camp said.

Hearing the disputing voices, the Holy Master of the Purple Mansion's complexion remained unchanged, and his deep eyes were calm, making it difficult to see his emotions.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Nowadays, all kinds of physiques are emerging in the world, and Tianjiao is coming to the world one after another. Under this wave, there will be great battles. The Holy Son must be the strongest among the younger generation in the house."

It is an indisputable fact that all the old people are silent. There are simply too many young people who amaze people's attention in this era.

But this is also destined to be an extremely cruel era, and it is very likely that countless arrogance will fall in a pool of blood forever and achieve the prestige of others.

"I'll talk about the Holy Son's matter after a while, let's all go away...Tianchen stay."

A group of old people looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't stay long, but they knew that Zixiao was probably out of the game.

After the elders left, the Lord of the Purple Mansion sighed softly, and looked at the young man who had always stood upright. He was neither arrogant nor impetuous, mature and stable, with amazing combat power. From all aspects, this was an excellent candidate for the Holy Son.

"This era is different. Mortal body may not show weakness in the early stage, but after a long time, it will not be as good after all."

Luo Tianchen remained silent, quietly looking at the Lord of the Purple Mansion.

"Zixia is a person whom our Holy Land devotes all its efforts to cultivating, and she is also the future hope of the Zifu, but she was born in the wrong place." The Lord of the Zifu pondered for a moment, took out three ancient purple bamboo scrolls from his cuff, waved them lightly, and floated. To Luo Tianchen.

"The scriptures of former sages?" Luo Tianchen was surprised after receiving it.

"Three volumes of complete scriptures for saints, and there are two volumes at Zixia's place. Together, they can form a complete Bible."

"Holy Master, this is..." Luo Tianchen had already seen it somewhat.

"Tomorrow, you will accompany Zixia to Yaochi in the Northern Territory. If you can't talk, you can exchange the complete Bible for a volume of Xiantai scriptures in Yaochi. This is a task and an experience. I will wait for your return."

The night is bright, and the silver light is scattered on the purple mountain peak, making the mountain top quiet.

Luo Tianchen stood on the top of the mountain, people and the mountain together, quietly looking into the distance, the Lord of the Purple Mansion has spent all his money this time, a complete Bible, for a volume of the Emperor's Scripture, it can be said that he is full of sincerity.

In this era when there are almost no kings, the Great Emperor is somewhat vague after all. In people's perception, there is not much difference between the scriptures of the saints and the scriptures of the Great Emperor.

But Luo Tianchen knew that no number of saints could make up the gap between saints and emperors, and the scriptures were the same, and the plan of the Lord of the Purple Mansion was doomed to fail.

If it is really for Zixia, the best way is to give her to Yaochi, so that even if Zixia grows up in the future, she will not forget Zifu's kindness, but obviously, Zifu cannot give up a congenital embryo.

"It's a pity, to be honest, Zixia's temperament is more suitable for Yaochi."

The next day.

In front of the teleportation domain gate of Zifu, three figures stood quietly.

The Lord of Zifu glanced at the men and women standing side by side, and said calmly, "Our Zifu has a long heritage, don't lose our reputation."

The two nodded. This may be the special feature of Beidou. The strength of most holy places is accumulated from generation to generation. Although they don't have emperor weapons, there are more than one or two holy weapons.

The portal of the teleportation domain opened, and the two stepped into it under the watchful eyes of the Holy Master. This was the first time that the Zifu allowed a direct descendant to officially walk in the world, and it was of great significance.

"Holy Master, how could you let them go out alone? If any news leaks out, they will most likely be ambushed and killed!" An old man flew over with a dissatisfied expression.

"If the chicks want to successfully fly to the sky and become an eagle, they must go through the wind and rain, and at the same time learn to avoid the attacks of natural enemies." The Lord of the Zifu said meaningfully.

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Northern Territory, Divine City.

The city of God is also known as the Holy City, it is the absolute center of the Northern Territory, and it is one of the places where the major forces are resident.

There are too many legends and beliefs about this city. When it comes to reputation, this city is as famous as the ancient mine in the early days, and is regarded as a sacred place by the residents of the Northern Territory.

The majestic and vast ancient city stands quietly on the horizon, stretching endlessly, like a dragon lying on its back, and the wide city gate is like its huge mouth, devouring every tiny creature that enters.

At this time, it was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and few people looked up at the sky.

But at this moment, for some reason, a thick purple cloud suddenly flew over from afar.

"Purple Qi coming from the east... There is such a vision in the sky, it is a sign of great auspiciousness!" Someone exclaimed.

"Boom!"

The sky roared, and nine crystal-like purple peacocks came from the sky.

They are beautiful, their bodies are steaming with purple air, like phoenixes burning with purple flames, their whole bodies are covered with rays of light, and when they spread their wings, the crystal clear wings shake the air, showing the nobility of birds in their elegance.

"Purple aliens... no, they are actually pulling carts!"

People were in a trance, looking at the chain of order behind the nine peacocks, and the other end was pulling a jade chariot, driving here.

The wind blew by, lifting the silk veil of the jade chariot, revealing a dusty and beautiful face. She was wearing a purple dress, her hair was like silk and satin, her face was neither happy nor worried, and she had a detached indifference.

This is a woman with an overpowering appearance, with a natural charm, which is rare in the world. Just a face, I don't know how many eyes it has attracted.

"It's too ostentatious, besides, you only caught two, why did you have seven more?"

The purple-clothed girl frowned slightly, with a glow in her eyes, and calmly looked at the crowd below, like a worried fairy in the sky, frowning for a moment, I don't know how many people's minds were attracted.

"Which powerful fairy is this... Hey, Nima, why is there a man inside!"

(End of this chapter)

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