Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

That night, the palace shook.

The mysterious mysterious light was like a pillar of the sky, rushing out from the depths of the inner forbidden palace, breaking through the sky, tearing apart the vast night, and suppressing the moonlight that rendered the sky.

Such dazzling divine light has not attracted the attention of ordinary people.

So bright, hidden in the mortal world, the mundane cannot perceive it.

The patriarch of Longhu Mountain once said that the law without signs cannot be known by the six senses.

This kind of power does not penetrate the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, color, scent, touch, and Dharma.

"The Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda... finally opened."

Beneath the Cang Yue, inside the Xuantian Temple.

The old Taoist stepped out of the dilapidated yard, and the beam of light soaring into the sky reflected on his old face.

"Master, what are you looking at?" A little Taoist priest with a whisk in his arms couldn't help saying.

The long night, the vast starry sky, except for the bright moon and scattered stars, there is nothing empty.

"That light... pierced through three thousand years of time, and it is the afterglow of the Taizu."

The eyes of the old Taoist condensed, and there were ripples in the turbid eyes, which seemed to be longing and intoxicated.

"Light!?" The little Taoist looked into the distance, and after a while, he rubbed his eyes.

This unremarkable night sky was the same as yesterday, and no flowers were seen.

"Taizu Lingta, is today the opening ceremony of the little prince?"

At this moment, Wang Fanchen walked out slowly from the backyard. He was wearing a Taoist robe, returning to his originality, his clear eyes looked towards the sky, and the invisible light also reflected in his eyes.

"The Daqin royal family is worthy of the emperor's noble stomach, and the blessings left by the Taizu are enough to last 10,000 years without defeat." The old Taoist couldn't help but sigh.

Xuantianguan and the Daqin royal family have a very deep causal relationship, which has existed since the founding of Taizu to this day.

As Xuantian Guanzhu, the old Taoist is very aware of the horror of Taizu's bloodline.

The glory of this line is far from reaching its peak, and the legal system left by Taizu is unimaginable.

Just this Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is enough to make the Sixth Daomen look sideways, not daring to shoot arrows in the south.

"Master, I heard that this spiritual pagoda was built by Taizu in his later years, why..."

Wang Fanchen looked at the beam of light soaring into the sky, his expression moved, but he hesitated.

"Why is your mana absorbed by it involuntarily?" The old Taoist squinted and said sternly.

Wang Fanchen frowned, but nodded.

From the moment the Taizu Lingta was released from the dust seal, the mana in Wang Fanchen's body was like a call, and it automatically left the body, like entering a nameless void, escaping into the spiritual tower.

Such a thing happened to a strong Taoist, it was simply strange.

"This shows that the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is really open."

The old Taoist remained calm, and his voice became cold and heavy.

"Master, you know?" Wang Fanchen couldn't help but ask.

"That is the afterglow of Taizu, the monument of the world's Taoist realm..." The old Taoist sighed faintly.

"Huh!?" Wang Fanchen's brows furrowed even deeper, his face still dazed.

"Look at it carefully, that light... is the feast of the world's realm."

The beam of light soaring to the sky connects the universe and reflects on the sky above the capital. The ubiquitous mysterious brilliance leaks out, making Wang Fanchen bathe in it.

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The capital, the headquarters of the Yuyao Division.

Lu Xianyou sat upright in the Fairy Goose Hall, the mysterious light sprinkled from the hollow of the dome and projected on the ancient bronze round table.

"The Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is open..."

The warm palm of the air column swiped lightly, and the soft light seemed to pass through the air, passing through his palm without any block.

"Today is a feast for the Dao Realm. I don't know how many masters have gathered, and I don't know how many masters have fallen." Lu Xianyou said sternly.

"Tsk tsk, Taizu's audacity is to make the world's best masters and fish for the ancient sect."

The secret of Taizu Lingta is not only for the descendants of the Daqin imperial family.

This spiritual pagoda is Taizu's last afterglow, which remains in the world and is immortal.

Only those who are strong in the Taoist realm can see that light.

Rumor has it that there is a secret of harmony hidden in the peripheral light scattered in the world, which was transformed by the Dao Fa of the Great Ancestor.

If you realize the afterglow, you will become enlightened.

During the three thousand years, someone did see the Great Dao from the corner of the light, broke the last mystery, and ascended to the sky as an immortal.

Even in the Sixth Avenue Gate, there are legends about this spiritual pagoda.

Therefore, in the past dynasties, whenever the prince entered the pagoda and held the opening ceremony, the world's strong Taoists would flock to bathe the Taizu's afterglow, trying to ascend to heaven and transform into dragons, and to understand the mystery of the unity of Tao.

However, the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is extremely strange. Once bathed in the afterglow, the mana of the whole body will be involuntarily taken away by it, and it will turn into a mortal in a short period of time.

This is the blessing left by the Taizu, and it is also the doom left by the Taizu.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and life and death alternate.

Everyone said that this is a game played by Taizu and later generations. It is about life and death, and it is about choice.

He used the blood of the future generations as bait to catch all the masters in the world.

Each time the Grand Ancestor Spirit Pagoda was opened, there must be masters of the Taoist realm from far away, they hid and disappeared into the capital.

Some people get a breakthrough, and some people are robbed of life and death.

This is like the vastness of heaven, leaving a trace of life for all living beings.

"Those who are in the Taoist realm, comprehend the truth, and keep their state of mind as still as they are. It's a pity that once such a person's desire suddenly arises, he is like a demon, unable to extricate himself." Lu Xianyou sighed softly.

"The Great Ancestor has a long aftertaste. Even after three thousand years have passed, the world still has his taste..." Qi Column sighed.

After thousands of years, Qin Taizu is the number one in the world, unparalleled in the world.

"Have the Taoist realms for the 'registration' been arranged?" Lu Xianyou asked suddenly.

Bathing in the Taizu's peripheral vision, the risks to be taken are unimaginable, and those who are strong in the Taoist realm know how powerful it is.

In order to avoid such risks, some people turn to Yuyaji for help.

For those who pass the "reviewer", Yu Yaosi will naturally provide convenience and arrange a safe place.

Most of these Taoist powerhouses have some friendship with the Imperial Demon Division or the imperial court.

Yu Yaosi guarantees their safety, and they naturally have to pay the corresponding price, and some people will even join Yu Yaosi directly.

This is an unimaginable amount of money for Yu Yaosi.

Of course, there are also some Taoist powerhouses who do not trust Yu Yaosi or even the imperial court. They cannot entrust their safety to others.

These powerhouses hide their names and hide their names.

It's a pity, under the catastrophe, how can you deceive the sky?

After the opening of the Grand Ancestor Spirit Pagoda, most of the fallen Daoist powerhouses were among these people.

"It has been arranged." Qizhu nodded.

"Well, after the opening ceremony is over, you and the soul pillar will collect those 'dead fish'." Lu Xianyou said solemnly.

"I understand." Qi column said condensedly.

The opening of the Grand Ancestor Spirit Pagoda is a feast for the Taoist powerhouse.

The surging waves advance bravely, and the fish leaps over the dragon gate. Those "dead fish" are the meals of this feast.

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The capital, inside the palace.

Fishing Dragon Court.

The old and dilapidated courtyard gate has long been opened, and a seven-story tower stands in the empty courtyard.

"The Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda... This is the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda..."

In front of the white tower, Zhou Dao stopped and looked up, the sky-high beam of light infected the sky, almost illuminating the night sky of the capital.

Standing in front of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda, the mysterious aura was the strongest, and Zhou Dao's feeling was also the strongest.

The mighty Hunyuan mana escaped from Zhou Dao's body into the boundless void at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flowed into the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda.

At this moment, a group of sacrificial priests in white robes are surrounding the Taizu Lingta...

With a cauldron in front of his body, the incense to sacrifice to the sky is lit, he holds a mysterious seal, and recites the nameless mantra.

The mantras are like scriptures, like the Sanskrit singing in the Guanyu, ethereal and mysterious, resounding through the night sky.

At the same time, the gate of the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda slowly opened.

"Please enter the tower, Your Highness."

The white-robed priest headed by waved his staff and sang loudly.

"Teacher, I'm afraid..." The Thirteenth Prince looked back timidly.

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you."

Zhou Dao took Little Fatty's fleshy hand and strode into the white ancient pagoda.

The headed priest wore a grimace mask, squinted his eyes, and gave Zhou Dao a deep look, but he did not stop it.

rumbling...

At the moment when Zhou Dao and Xiao Pangdun stepped into the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda, the ancient gate slowly closed.

A gloomy wind swept in.

When you enter the tower and see the Mingtang, you will see an altar, with a bright light lit in front of it, the light swaying, and the swaying halo is like dusk.

On the right side of the altar is a jade futon.

In ancient Taoist temples, where deities and Buddhas are worshipped, there must be a Dharma protector who accompanies them.

The layout here is vaguely in line with the gods and Buddhas.

"Empty altar!?"

Zhou Dao frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Teacher take your seat."

At this moment, Xiao Pangdun released Zhou Dao's hand and invited him to the futon. Then, he boarded the empty altar under Zhou Dao's gaze.

"The ceremony of opening ceremony..." Zhou Dao was silent.

Little Fatty sat cross-legged on the altar, with his hands in his dantian, like a perfect circle.

dang dang...

At almost the same time, above the Great Ancestor Ling Pagoda, the bell rang loudly, shaking the night.

The bright lights in front of the altar suddenly brightened, like the rising sun, illuminating the bright hall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Dao heard the sound of chanting and chanting scriptures in the void, like babbling in the void, and it was difficult to enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

"what is this?"

Zhou Dao's expression changed suddenly, and he covered his ears.

He only felt that the strange sound shook into his soul, making him unable to restrain himself, and a boundless illusion appeared in front of him.

rumbling...

Suddenly, countless golden runes appeared on the altar, like chains, intertwined one after another, entwined towards the Thirteenth Prince, and spread all over the body in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, the Thirteenth Prince sat cross-legged on the altar, and there was boundless light.

"Taizu Yuguang..."

At this moment, outside the palace, inside the high-rise building.

The ninth prince, who was watching, suddenly shook his body. He opened his eyes, and a strange golden brilliance appeared.

The two golden lights broke through the long void, merged into the sky-high beam of light, and submerged into the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda.

In an instant, the whole body of the golden rune Thirteen Princes on the altar quickly stirred, like a sea of ​​anger, annihilating the void vortex.

Gradually, the endless golden runes suddenly aggregated and turned into an ancient font.

It is an ancient Taoist text, originating from the years of the rise of Taoism, recording the most primitive laws and principles, rules and regulations.

Zhou Dao's soul trembled, and a dark arc appeared, and finally he could see the ancient character that looked like a talisman in the dazzling golden light.

emperor!

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"Three Emperor Talisman!"

"In the line of Daqin, there will be three emperors!"

"The vast future is right in front of you!"

The ancient babble resounded in Zhou Dao's ears, and in the void, the ancient word bloomed with divine light.

The third emperor's talisman is like the rising sun, stirring up the void and reversing the years.

Countless lights and shadows flowed around it.

The rivers and mountains withered, the swordsmen in the world suddenly rose, and a stalwart figure rose from the sky, suppressing the dilapidated mountains and rivers, and disrupting the Daomen and the demon clan.

"Taizu!" Zhou Dao breathed heavily.

rumbling...

Time is ruthless, and the shadow changes again.

The world deploys martial arts, the imperial power is supreme, the emperor is angry, and the corpse is buried for thousands of miles, and the poor Taoist door is also turned into scorched earth.

"Emperor Wu!" Zhou Dao clenched his fists.

rumbling...

The light of the Third Emperor Talisman sublimated to the extreme, and in the white light of the sky, phantoms surged like a tide.

Above an ancient immortal mountain, the throne stands majestically, the world bows its head, and only the supreme existence is isolated.

Heaven and earth, I am the only one.

"King Yuan, you are here."

"I didn't expect it to be you who finally sat on this throne."

Immortals up and down, an ethereal voice resounded, the world shook, and the ancient bell of the Taoist door rang.

There are changes in the depths of this immortal mountain.

"If you don't come, I will be too lonely."

Above the lofty throne, the phantom figure like a **** king moved lightly, and the ethereal voice overwhelmed everything.

"Throughout the ages, only my ears have been able to enshrine Zen in Daoshan."

rumbling...

On the altar, the [Three Emperor Talismans] glowed with bright golden light, radiating and dominating the heavens and the earth.

The Thirteenth Prince's face was pale, and he let out a painful groan.

He was bathed under the [Three Emperor Talisman], and his figure became more and more illusory, as if he was about to transform into the mysterious rune in the next moment.

"overbearing!"

Zhou Dao's complexion changed slightly, he jumped up from the futon, and grabbed the [Three Emperor Talisman].

At this moment, he finally knew why it would be risky for the prince to enter the spiritual tower.

The blood of the Daqin imperial family is of the same origin for the [Three Emperor Talisman], and they attract each other.

At this moment, Little Thirteen was about to be assimilated by this mysterious talisman.

hum...

The Third Emperor Talisman hangs in the void, shrouded in golden light.

Before Zhou Dao got close to him, he was separated.

Standing on the pagoda of the Great Ancestor, his mana has not completely disappeared, but he can't break through the barrier of [Three Emperor Talisman] transformation~www.readwn.com~ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Little Thirteen let out a harsh scream.

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth, his eyes became ethereal and indifferent, his hands formed a seal, urging the curse of the sun, and a dark arc appeared all over his body.

hum...

The cursed sun was printed, and the dazzling golden light seemed to be dimmed by three points.

However, the third emperor's talisman hangs high, still isolating Zhou Dao three feet away.

"The brilliance of the setting sun finally falls here."

Suddenly, the Great Ancestor Spirit Pagoda shook, and streaks of white light were projected from the pagoda and submerged in Zhou Dao's body.

At this moment, Zhou Dao felt a familiar breath.

The mottled pagoda is actually showing the breath of ten great seals, one after another as bright as the sky, as if the years have been chaotic, echoing with the curse of the sun.

This is the breath of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect.

This is the afterglow of the setting sun.

Sunset skeleton tired tower!

"This spiritual pagoda... turned out to be piled up with the bones of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect!?" Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he roared in shock!

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