Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Under the moonlight, that elegant and light figure seemed to come from the elf of the night.

Su Xuanyu's heart trembled slightly, looking at the unremarkable little black cat, her pretty face was full of surprise and surprise.

How could she have thought that she would meet this one here! ?

"Little Martial Uncle." Su Xuanyu didn't dare to be indifference, and stepped forward to give a salute.

In Zhenlu Mountain, she was probably the only one who knew the true identity of the black cat in front of her.

This is the jewel in the palm of Huo Tiandu, the national teacher of the dynasty, Huo Jinli.

Huo Tiandu was born in Longhu Mountain, and he was in charge of the Fulou on the thirteenth floor of Zifu, and his position was quite high.

It is said that when Huo Tiandu first entered Longhu Mountain, he was recognized by Fulou. His talent was unparalleled, and he was even inspired by his ancestor.

The headmaster of Longhu Mountain, Mijueluo, felt his fate and accepted his apprentices on behalf of his teacher, and regarded Huo Tian as his apprentice and apprentice.

Therefore, although Huo Tiandu went out of the mountain gate, he was an official in the court.

But his status in Longhu Mountain is terrifyingly high.

As the only daughter of Huo Tiandu, she has enjoyed the favor of this boss since she was a child, and her status has also risen.

Back then, when this little princess followed Huo Tiandu back to Longhu Mountain, Su Xuanyu had met several times before she recognized it.

"Why is she here?" Su Xuanyu muttered in his heart.

She had heard from her elders that Huo Tiandu's pearl in the palm of her hand was born to be bumpy, and she survived the calamity of demons and gods, and could not live to be twenty years old.

It stands to reason that Huo Tian should keep him by his side.

"Stop pestering him."

The little black cat looked at Su Xuanyu coldly and warned in a deep voice.

"He!?" Su Xuanyu was stunned, and immediately revealed a suspicious look: "You mean... Zhou Dao!?"

"Stay away from him."

The little black cat shook its tail, turned and jumped into the dark night, disappearing under the moonlight.

"Little Martial Uncle... Zhou Dao!?"

Su Xuanyu froze on the spot, dazed, and it took a long time to recover, and his expression became strange.

...

In the early morning, a ray of golden light shone through the thick fog in the mountains and reflected on the training ground.

Zhou Dao was sitting cross-legged in the center of the martial arts field, in the dantian, the two dragons, the two dragons, were like two little dragons. They channeled spirits freely, exchanging breaths with each other. The strange frequency spread throughout Zhou Dao's body, improving every inch of flesh and blood.

His breathing tends to this strange frequency more and more, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolls backwards, submerging into the heavenly spirit like a vortex, and transforming into golden particles.

Breathing is the method of longevity, why do you need to knock on the door of heaven to become an immortal?

This is the secret method used by the Sunset Sect to refine the ten seals.

Before last night, Zhou Dao was able to transform the spiritual energy of the [Nine Squares] every hour, but after he practiced [Huoshen Zang], his body transformed, his breathing method also improved, and he could transform the spiritual energy of the [Ninety Squares] every hour.

This speed is as fast as thunder, and if things go on like this, Zhou Dao's [Curse Sun Seal] will definitely undergo a qualitative transformation.

call……

The aura of heaven and earth gradually calmed down, and the riots stopped.

Zhou Dao let out a long breath, faintly shining with golden light.

His breath became more and more terrifying, condensed in the body, like the thunder of winter, deafening, so oppressive, fleeting, like lightning in the dark night, after the light and shadow, not a trace.

"With my current strength, it should be enough to squeeze into the top ten in Zhenlushan." Zhou Dao estimated.

The top ten powerhouses of Zhenlushan are all masters of [Half-step Chenggang], and each of them has practiced the secret technique of increasing.

Zhou Dao, with his cultivation in the Yuanyuan Realm, was able to rank among the top ten, which was shocking to the world.

It's just that he has just become [Huoshen Zang], and no one knows about it. Even Mingdonglou just regards him as a friend with good talent, not serious, and regards it as an opponent.

As for Xu Weiyi, Ling Yexu, and Chi Beilan, these masters never really cared.

They practiced wholeheartedly, and except for the top ten, it was difficult for others to enter their Dharma eyes.

Zhou Dao didn't care about this, he was used to being low-key, and it was easy to act without being noticed.

Especially next, once there is a change in the shrine, and the holy sign manifests, he will fish in troubled waters and sneak into the shrine.

At this time, it is natural that the lower the sense of presence, the better.

"Little Heihei, where did you go last night?"

At this moment, Zhou Dao's heart moved and suddenly shouted loudly.

Outside the martial arts field, a black shadow flickered, and the little black cat landed in front of Zhou Dao. It shook its tail and rolled its eyes, staring at Zhou Dao.

"You're getting better and better."

"Where did you go last night?"

Zhou Dao rubbed the little black cat's head, and the latter also lay on his lap obediently, shaking his tail leisurely.

From childhood to adulthood, except for Huo Tiandu, only Zhou Dao was able to be so close to her without any disgust.

"Go out and find you."

The little black cat looked up, and the shadow of Zhou Dao was reflected in the jewel-like eyes.

"Where did you go last night?"

Zhou Dao was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a dry smile: "Just turn around, I always feel that this Real Furnace Mountain is related to me."

The little black cat turned her head and lay in Zhou Dao's arms, letting the big hand rub her head.

"If it's okay, don't go out. It's best to be safe."

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was startled.

The little black cat who is taciturn and arrogant in his bones on weekdays seems to be a little different today.

Zhou Dao was about to ask questions when suddenly, there was a burst of noise in the sky, the sky shattered, and it was infected with a deep red color.

A sword light came in a vertical and horizontal direction, wrapped around a huge monster.

It was a giant python, its whole body seemed to be covered with stone shells, with patterns like cracked earth, and a faint cloud of mist was entangled around it.

"Great monster-level stone python!?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help looking at Mingdong Building.

"Where did it come from?"

"I got up in the morning to practice knives, I happened to meet him, and I killed him." Ming Donglou said casually.

He spends most of his day practicing swordsmanship, and he often travels all over the world, going deep into all kinds of desperate situations, and using this as a stone to sharpen his edge.

"The big monster in the middle realm is comparable to the Yuanyuan realm."

Zhou Dao's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the thunder python he met at the highest peak that night.

That is the great monster of the upper realm, and it is considered to be of the same origin as the stone python in front of him.

"There are quite a lot of python monsters in the real Lushan Mountain." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

Whether it is a thunder python or a stone python, it is quite rare, and it has the bloodline of the ancient demon, which is rarely seen in the Yuyao Division.

"There is a White Immortal Cave three thousand miles southeast of here, and the owner of the cave is the White Snake Immortal." Ming Donglou said condensedly.

"The Seventy-two Cave Demon Kings in the World!?" Zhou Dao was slightly moved.

There are more than ten million demons in the world, and the strongest one is the Seventy-two Cave Demon King.

At that time, Qin Taizu killed the previous dynasty, split the world into seventy-two monsters, and sealed the ghosts and gods.

For three thousand years, although the seventy-two caves have to alternate between birth and death, they have always stood above the monsters.

Among the seventy-two cave demon kings, there are also strong and weak points, and the best among them are those who can compete with the Nine Gods Pillar.

There is no doubt that the [White Snake Immortal] in the White Immortal Cave is this type of powerhouse, top-notch and undisputed.

"White Snake Immortal..." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed and he murmured softly, chewing on the name.

He had heard Li Zangfeng mention it a few times, and the dignified swordsman's evaluation of this demon king was very simple and his strength was good.

Just these four words are enough to glimpse the terror of the White Snake Immortal.

It is said that in the southern regions, there are many believers of the white snake immortal, and the number of folk worshipers is unknown.

Once the monster grows bigger, the belief will be like a fairy.

He appeared in the world, spread Dharma to the people, blessed the common people, and the offerings became more and more.

This is exactly the same as the Taoist method.

"In those days when Daoshan was in the alliance, the White Snake Immortal once fought with Li Zangfeng for three swords, and the sword qi was 100,000 miles across, and the battle shocked the world."

"In that battle, Li Zangfeng inherited the title of Jianzhu, and as for the White Snake Immortal, he became the Demon King of White Immortal Cave." Ming Donglou whispered.

Thinking back to the Daoshan League, I don't know how many heroes have fallen, and how many arrogances are in the air.

On the rivers and lakes, the tide is rising, and the waves before them are silent.

The older generation is lonely and secluded, and the new era is the independent leader, sweeping the world.

This world is so changing, from generation to generation.

Zhou Dao was silent. From the few words in Mingdong Building, and from the memories of Li Zangfeng, he could imagine the thrill of the event.

That was the highlight moment for Li Zangfeng and his generation, who took over the scepter of the predecessors and finally stood at the top of this world, waiting for the latecomers.

"Daoshan Association..." Zhou Dao whispered.

For this grand event, he yearned for it, not only the style of his predecessors was engraved there.

Born in this world, who doesn't want to leave a glorious page there and shine in future generations?

"Old building, can this stone python be sold to me?"

Zhou Dao was moved, his eyes fixed for a moment, staring at the huge python monster.

The big monster in the middle realm is quite rare. If it weren't for the 100,000 mountains in the southern region, it would not be possible to meet it.

If you sacrifice, you can naturally get a good reward.

"sell to you?"

"You make a price." Zhou Dao was quite forthright.

The last time he bought Yihuo Nong, the little black cat gave him 100,000 True Pills, which are still on him to this day.

Today's Zhou Dao can be described as rich and powerful.

"Send it to you, it's useless for me to keep this monster." Ming Donglou thought for a while.

Originally, he brought back the corpse of the stone python to take off the skin of this monster and make it a whetstone. Now that Zhou Dao wants it, he simply wants to be a favor.

"Give it to me? That would be too bad."

Zhou Dao grinned, and as soon as he raised his hand, he had already put the corpse of the stone python into the green pan treasure bag.

"No problem, foreign objects are useless to me." Ming Donglou shook his head.

He walked all the way, accompanied only by the knife beside him.

I forget both things, without any external force, Mingdonglou only believes in this sword.

"The old building is great."

Zhou Dao couldn't help murmuring as he looked at the distant back of Mingdong Building.

Among the top ten powerhouses in Zhenlushan, although Mingdonglou only ranks seventh, his heritage and accumulation are deeper than anyone else's.

Xu Weiyi, Ling Yexu, Chi Beilan, Su Xuanyu... I don't know how much resources and treasures these people have spent to get to where they are today.

However, in the Mingdong Building, from the beginning to the end, there was only the rusty knife beside him. In order to become the six-armed King of Ming, he spent ten years, traveled the world, and passed various desperate situations to hone and understand the meaning of the knife.

This man has long regarded himself as a knife.

His practice is to sharpen his knives.

Once the edge is revealed, it can cut the dragon in the sky.

"Those who practice the sharpening technique are not normal."

The little black cat stretched its body lazily and shook its tail.

Thousands of people cut thousands of people, and to the end, how can such a sharp edge be bearable by normal people?

Thousands of people sharpen a knife, who is the sharpest in the world! ?

If it means that the East Building is a knife, then in the eyes of the little black cat, he is also a demon knife.

Zhou Dao rubbed the little black cat's head without speaking.

It was late at night, and the lonely moon hung high.

Zhou Dao hid in the quiet room and took out the corpse of the stone python, his face full of impatience.

"If this is in the capital, it can be given to the old horse."

Zhou Dao thought of Ma Yinglong, but a real ancient demon blood was sealed in his body.

Shankui, it is said that in ancient times, ancestors lived by mountains, digging mountains to open roads, felling trees to build houses, taking medicines and killing animals... All kinds of things are like taking the lifeblood of mountains, and once they are exhausted, the mountains are like death.

After the death of the mountain, there will be resentment between heaven and earth, evil spirits enter the aperture of the earth, and the dead mountain swallows the demonic energy, which will give birth to a swathe of loess in the deepest part of the valley.

Every nine years, the loess will grow an inch higher and grow to nine feet, and a baby will be born in it, that is Shankui.

According to ancient legends, the Great Demon Mountain Leader, who was transformed after the death of the mountains, feeds on all the spirits and monsters in the mountains, and all the mountains and rivers in the world are attached to their hands.

The [Stone Python] in front of Zhou Dao is a monster born in the mountains.

According to the "Working Manual of Yu Yaosi", the scale armor on the stone python is worn on the body, which can ward off fire.

In ancient times, there were strangers in the mountains. When they encountered a fire burning a house, they broke in alone and rescued 13 children.

The foreigner had a pendant on his chest, the shape of which was like scale armor, and the texture was like earth and stone. That was the scales of the stone python.

"Forget it, let's make a sacrifice."

Whether it is to bring the stone python back to Ma Yinglong, or to pull off the scales on it, it is not bad to sell it as a monster.

But Zhou Dao couldn't help it. Only by offering sacrifices to the ancestors can these monsters maximize their benefits.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood essence spurted out, infiltrating the corpse of the stone python.

[Sacrifice the stone python and get the reward of a first-grade magic weapon, the White Snake Sword]

A mechanical voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind, raising his head three feet, the mysterious altar loomed.

The next moment, the golden light fell, and a white training burst into the air, like a white snake, changing and changing, and finally turned into a seven-foot edge and fell in front of Zhou Dao.

A Grade 1 magic weapon, the White Snake Sword! ?

Zhou Dao widened his eyes.

The swaying sword light was blazingly clear, as if a white-skinned python was roaring and roaring, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a long sword that floated up and down in front of it.

The value of a first-grade magic weapon is so precious! ?

In the capital, second-grade instruments may still be traded with pure gold.

However, Grade 1 instruments can only be bought and sold with the True Pill, and sometimes they may not be able to buy them if they have money.

Like Zhou Dao's [Thunder Fire Twin Wings], if you want to sell it, you need at least 50,000 True Pills. When you meet a monk who practices Thunder Fire Technique, the price can be even higher.

Such instruments, in the hands of the cultivators who practice the Thunder Technique, can exert their greatest power and elevate their strength to a higher level.

The quality of the [White Snake Sword] in front of me has surpassed Zhou Dao's [Lightning and Fire Wings], and it is also comparable to [Black Dragon Sword].

hum...

Suddenly, a long groan resounded in the Qingpan Treasure Bag.

The sword light soared into the sky, and the black dragon sword turned into a black light, like a big dragon rising into the abyss, and it actually manifested itself! ! !