Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

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Black coffin!

Zhou Dao's thoughts suddenly arose, and his eyes glowed like thunder in a winter night.

On that day, in the battle of the lost cemetery, he beheaded the evil master, fought the **** of Chu, and competed for the inheritance of the king of Yuan. In the end, he got a black coffin by sacrificing his ancestors.

Just a small black coffin.

After years of research, Zhou Dao has still not been able to grasp the mystery of this small black coffin, but only vaguely know that it has some connection with the real black coffin suppressed by the Imperial Palace.

Back then, Yuan Wang Zhou Xuan was surrounded and killed by various masters. After his fall, the mysterious black coffin manifested out of thin air and swallowed the body.

The Imperial Palace has studied for more than 20 years, but has not been able to open the black coffin.

Zhou Dao vaguely guessed that the small black coffin in his hand might be a key.

"Under the spiritual mountain of the nine sects of Taoism, there is a black coffin!?"

The curiosity in Zhou Dao's heart became more and more flooded, and it turned out that there was more than one black coffin.

"What is that thing?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

The ninth prince shook his head, such a big secret, involving ancient and modern, has a great relationship with the nine sects of Taoism, how could he know.

Over the years, he has been studying royal books, visiting ruins all over the world, and even befriending hidden masters before he got this information.

At that time, Mazu Zunshen had insight into the existence of the nine black coffins with the title of "Lord of Ten Thousand Demons", and learned the secrets therein.

"The ancestor of the Ma family built a large tomb in the [Fengchantai] in his later years, and it has been left unused." The ninth prince suddenly said.

"Fengchantai!? The place where the emperor sacrificed to heaven..." Wang Xiaoyi blurted out.

The most important event in ancient times, only sacrifice and Rong.

Building a large tomb in the land of sacrifice to heaven is strange.

The most important thing is that this tomb has been left unused.

"A thousand years after the Great Qin established the country, Emperor Wu ascended the throne, suddenly raised his army, moved 300,000 soldiers, slaughtered Changsheng, Taiyi, and Pan Huang's Three Great Dao Sects. At that time, the world was shaken, and all the sects of the ten directions bowed their hands and bowed to the east. ."

"It was at that time that the tomb that had been silent for thousands of years was finally opened."

Having said that, the ninth prince glanced at the crowd and lowered his voice.

"Three black coffins were invited into the Fengchan Tomb!"

The lingering sound is like a cold wind hunting, sweeping through everyone the same.

"Changsheng, Taiyi, Emperor Pan..."

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed, if he felt something.

"Emperor Wu's killing the Dao and destroying the law is for those three black coffins!?"

Wang Xiaoyi and Wang Xuanzhi met, and they seemed to be getting closer to the truth of history.

"Emperor Wu has great talent, how can he tolerate the incense of Taoism spread all over the world, belief is like the sky, surpassing imperial power? Maybe this is one of the reasons..." Zhou Dao whispered softly.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at the Ninth Prince.

"Dragon Tiger Mountain was destroyed that day..."

"You guessed it right!" The ninth prince nodded: "A black coffin was transported into the capital that night. Soon after, under the auspices of Yaozhu, please enter the tomb."

Everyone was silent, and the calculations that spanned three thousand years were for the secrets buried in the nine sects of Taoism.

In the era of Taizu, Mazu Zunshen built a large tomb on Fengchantai in his later years, which was not used in the air.

In the era of Emperor Wu, Changsheng, Taiyi, and Emperor Pan were executed one after another, and three black coffins were put into the tomb.

Today, Qin Huangxiong has a great talent, and has successively wiped out [Longhu Mountain] and [Tianshi Dao], so to speak...

"The black coffin of Tianshidao has been sent to the capital."

The Ninth Prince lowered his gaze, and his words confirmed the conjecture in everyone's heart.

"But now there is a big trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Zhou Dao asked.

"If the demon pillar is dead, the tomb cannot be opened." The ninth prince said solemnly.

"What's the meaning?"

"The tomb of Fengchan can only be opened by the head of the Ma family. Now that the demon pillar has fallen, and the Ma family has no leader, no one can preside over the ceremony. The tomb is opened, and the black coffin is invited to enter the grave."

The ninth prince said solemnly: "That thing is too hot, it involves the great secrets of ancient and modern Taoism, if it stays outside forever, it will be a disaster."

Even the nine sects of Taoism use their respective mountain gates as locks to suppress the black coffin under the Lingshan mountain range.

If this thing was so easy to suppress, Mazu would not have to spend his efforts to build a large tomb on the Fengchan Platform in his later years.

"The ancestor of the Ma family is really thoughtful and has a far-reaching vision." Zhou Dao murmured.

This is simply a life-saving talisman for future generations.

After all, there is no long-lasting family and glory in this world, especially with the emperor's side, the emperor's mind is unfathomable. With this life-saving talisman, at least future generations can be protected from wealth and honor.

Like the Demon Pillar, it is not only one of the nine divine pillars, but also the King of Fortune.

Life is honored and death is mourned, enjoy a state funeral, and do the best of the emperor's favor.

"The fall of the demon pillar has such a great impact." Zhou Dao said solemnly.

Now he finally got to why the ninth prince had such a solemn expression all the way.

If the head of the Ma family had not left for a day, the black coffin could not be invited into the Fengchan Tomb.

Emperor Qin had already issued an edict that the Ma family would elect a new head of the family within five days to succeed King Fu and take over the mantle of the Demon Pillar.

"Five days, so urgent?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help speaking.

"If it is possible, I am afraid that the father emperor hopes that the Ma family will decide the successor of the demon pillar immediately." The ninth prince couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The position of King Fu is no trivial matter, and the five-day period does seem a bit rushed.

But fortunately, the Ma family has been inherited for many years and has a free system to select the most suitable candidates, and they can also live up to the emperor's life.

"In the next five days, the capital will not be peaceful, you know what you know." The ninth prince solemnly warned.

King Fu is the head of the seven kings.

The Ma family is the Feng Yao family.

With such an important power, fighting behind the scenes is not essential.

"I will restrain them." Zhou Dao vowed and made a promise.

"I mean, you must restrain yourself!"

The ninth prince pouted, and he was not worried about the others.

"…"

"Don't worry, we will restrain him."

Wang Xiaoyi and Wang Xuanzhi said in unison.

In the days that followed, Zhou Dao did not come out behind closed doors, and stayed at the Yuyao Division.

The fall of the Demon Pillar was a major event, and many experts from the Yuyao Division rushed back from outside, such as Lei Zhu's disciple Yang Zhen and Mei Hualu, Yanzhu's disciple Sang Ziluo, Shizhu's disciple Rong Tao and others.

These are Zhou Dao's acquaintances. When he first entered the capital, he made friends one by one.

Today, these juniors have also grown into masters. Although they have not entered the Dao realm, they are not far behind.

The demon pillar fell, and they should come back to see them off.

Therefore, these days, the Palace of King Yuan is very lively, and many people come to visit.

"Senior sister, the master knows so many masters."

Wang Ling followed Lin Xiaoxiao and admired his master's energy more and more.

Except for the best friends, the strong people below the Dao Realm are not qualified to enter the gate of the Yuanwang Palace.

At this moment, Wang Ling knew what it means to have no poor or weak friends in front of the noble family.

"Of course, our master is King Shiyuan, a prince appointed by the imperial court, a disciple of Jianzhu..."

Lin Xiaoxiao said a series of titles with a proud face.

To be honest, when he followed Zhou Dao back to the capital, his appearance that he had never seen in the world was not lost to Wang Ling at all.

…

On this day, the Yuyao Company held a public ceremony.

In front of the Fairy Goose Hall, the Lingtai stands tall, with the ranks of the demon columns erected, the gilt dragon and phoenix on the side, the incense of Jiuqing is burning high, and the music of the ghosts resonates with the Yuyao Division.

"Old Ma, have you seen the coffin of the demon pillar?"

In the crowd, Zhou Dao asked.

In just a few days, Ma Yinglong lost a lot of weight. As a strong Taoist, he was so haggard. It can be seen that the death of the demon pillar has dealt a great blow to him, which can be called exhausting.

After all, since entering the capital, Ma Yinglong has often followed the demon pillar, and he can be regarded as a master and a father.

"Not yet." Ma Yinglong shook his head.

With the grace of the imperial court, the coffin of the demon pillar will be left in the [Taihe Hall] for seven days, and only then will he be invited back to the Ma's house to be buried according to the king's specifications.

"Two days later, I will go back to Ma's house to worship." Ma Yinglong took a deep breath.

He had a deep grudge with the clan, and this time it was considered that he returned to the clan for the sake of the demon pillar.

"I'll accompany you when the time comes." Zhou Dao whispered.

As the junior of Yaozhu, he should also come to worship.

"Feng Yaoma's family, come to worship!"

At this moment, a loud singing sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

The horse family is coming.

Outside the bronze beast casting door, a group of people walked in, and there were palace people on both sides to guide the way, full of style.

"The posture of the palace!"

Everyone whispered, and their eyes couldn't help falling on the young man headed by the group.

The young man had a temperamental temperament, like a scholar from the Confucian sect, but there was a faint arrogance hidden between his eyebrows and feathers. He was wearing a wide robe with a silver python embroidered on it.

"Who is he!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could clearly perceive that at the moment this young man appeared, Ma Yinglong, who had stepped into the Dao realm, couldn't help but feel ups and downs. It seemed that the presence of the incoming person had greatly touched him.

"Ma Zongkui!" Ma Yinglong quickly calmed down, but his eyes never looked away from the young man.

The Ma family, the clan and the nobility are completely separated.

The young man in front of him is the parent and son of the head of the Ma family. He wears a python robe and has a distinguished and distinguished status.

"He is Ma Zongkui!? It is rumored that this person has a very high talent, awakened the blood of the ancestors of the Ma family, and is known as the descendant of the most evil spirit in the millennium."

"I've heard it for a long time, the Ma family's generation of demon sealers surpassed their predecessors, and they are known as the strongest demon sealers."

"I didn't expect to be so young, I heard that he has already entered the Taoist realm."

For a moment, whispering voices sounded.

This Ma Zongkui is also considered a man of influence in the capital.

Among the younger generations of the Ma family, he was the first to step into the Taoist realm, and there were even rumors that he had already mastered the magic weapon of his life.

"The strongest demon sealer!?" Zhou Dao chewed on the title.

Ma Zongkui stepped forward, and when he passed by Ma Yinglong, he glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Incense!"

The high-pitched singing echoed in front of the Fairy Goose Hall.

Two palace servants took incense and lit it.

Ma Zongkui took it and paid homage to the tablet of the demon pillar.

"This guy is big enough." Wang Xiaoyi said a little upset.

To worship a character like Yaozhu, there are palace servants to serve him, but it really shows the style of the palace.

"The strongest demon sealer, brag about yourself."

"Not boasting."

Ma Yinglong shook his head, a terrifying glint flashed in his eyes.

"His talent is indeed terrifying. Some people say that the bloodline of Feng Yao, the ancestor of the Ma family, is completely awakened in him." Ma Yinglong said solemnly.

After all, he and Ma Zongkui were born on the same day, but their fates were completely different.

When Ma Zongkui was born, a vision appeared. The divine light was like a seal, covering the sky, auspicious clouds gathered in the ten directions, and red clouds spread all over the palace.

Even the many monsters in the [Monster Prison] all bowed in the same direction.

"This... this horse riding is paid to hire someone to make it up." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but said.

"Absolutely not." Ma Yinglong shook his head.

When he was a child, he was once placed by Ma Zongkui's side, but as long as he got close, he would tremble inexplicably and then burst into tears.

The elders in the clan said that Ma Zongkui was the fate of the king, a blessing from heaven, and ordinary juniors could not get close to him at all.

If Zhou Dao was moved, if he used the words of his previous life, the other juniors of the Ma family were all scumbags in front of Ma Zongkui.

It is precisely because of this experience that Ma Yinglong left a deep impact.

Ma Zongkui, this man seems to be born to suppress other clan disciples.

"It is said that when he was six years old, blood could restrain the big demon." Ma Yinglong said solemnly.

The reason why the Ma family can become the first demon family in the world is because their blood is unique and can control monsters.

At the beginning, Ma Yinglong left the family precisely because he had no talent.

At only six years old, blood can actually restrain the big demon, such a talent is rare even in the history of the Ma family.

This is a god-given evildoer, enough to carry the banner of the Ma family and inherit the mantle of the demon pillar.

Nowadays, it is rumored in the outside world that Ma Zongkui has been recognized by the clan ancestral hall, and will soon inherit the throne of King Fu.

In fact, such rumors are not groundless.

Some people say that the palace has long acquiesced, and Ma Zongkui is the only candidate, waiting for the burial of the demon pillar to announce it on another day.

"He is the new King of Fortune!?"

If Zhou Dao felt something, he looked up.

After Ma Zongkui finished offering incense, he was about to leave. When he just walked to Ma Yinglong, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

"Yinglong, when did you come back?"

"Not a few days." Ma Yinglong whispered softly.

"Go back when you have time. I heard that you have entered the Taoist realm now, and you are considered a talent for the clan. All the past things can be forgotten."

Ma Zongkui patted Ma Yinglong on the shoulder, like a gift. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"If you behave well, I will naturally entrust you with important tasks."

"I did a good job at Yu Yaosi." Ma Yinglong said sternly.

"Yu Yaosi!?"

Ma Zongkui looked back at the tablet of the demon pillar, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

The smile seemed to say nothing, but it seemed to say nothing.

"I hope you can make a wise choice. When I succeed in the future, the door of the Ma family will be open for you at any time."

Ma Zongkui showed the belly of the higher-ranking people. As a future King of Fortune, he must have a tolerant mind, not to mention a strong Taoist like Ma Yinglong.

"Oh shit."

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi was extremely unhappy looking at his gesture.

Ma Zongkui slowly withdrew his gaze and was about to leave.

"Sir, wait a moment."

At this moment, a heavy voice came from the fairy goose hall.

"Master Chief!?" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly, and he turned to look.

"Since the Ma family is here, there is one thing I need to explain clearly."

"Dare to ask the Chief Secretary what's the matter!?"

Ma Zongkui lowered his posture and asked.

In front of the chief of the Imperial Demon Division, he dared not continue to hold the air.

"There is still a will before Yaozhu's death, so let me transfer it to the Fu Wangfu." Lu Xianyou said in a daze.

Here, he mentioned that it was the Fu Palace, but not the Ma family.

"Also ask the Director-General to make it clear."

"Good to say."

As soon as the voice fell, a stream of light flew out, terrifying the sky, and the mysterious thoughts roared into the void like ten thousand demons in unison.

I saw that stream of light fell in the air and turned into a decree. There was a demon pillar mark in the corner with only eight characters on it.

Bear my mantle, Ma Yinglong!

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