Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Daqin, Tianlu forty-six years.

This year was exactly ten years since Zhou Dao left Ping'an Town.

A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a ten-year lamp in the night rain in the rivers and lakes.

In ten years, Zhou Dao has already grown from the original refining realm to today's strong man in the heaven and earth realm, standing at the pinnacle of the world.

In the spring breeze of March, peach blossoms are in full bloom.

On the official road leading to the capital, there was a lot of traffic, and the car frame was like a carp crossing the river. Compared with previous years, it was much more lively.

"Hurry up, don't delay the time."

There was a cold urging sound from a carriage pulled by a bay red Chiyan horse, and a dark golden "Chen" was embroidered on the ostentatious flag.

"That's the frame of the Chen family in Xiling Mansion."

At this moment, sharp-eyed passing merchants spotted it at a glance.

The world is so big, there are aristocratic families in every prefecture and region, with hundreds of thousands of years of roots, strong incense, endless inheritance, and industries spread all over all walks of life, known as the local emperors.

The Chen family is one of the biggest families in the Xiling Mansion, and it has been passed down to eleven generations. There have been three prime ministers in the ancestors, and the power in the local area can be said to be extremely powerful.

"Master, Yuanshi Mountain is ahead, so we can't delay." The steward in charge said hastily.

"Today is the big day for the founding of the sect in Yuanshi Mountain. All the families in the world will worship and congratulate me. I must not neglect it."

Inside the frame, a young man with a calm demeanor spoke out.

He has a broad robe and a feather weaving, with a handsome appearance and full of literary style, quite like an ancient Confucian scholar.

Chen Xiuxuan is the most outstanding disciple of the Chen family in Xiling. In the early years, he went to Longhu Mountain to practice Taoism and achieved quite a lot. Later, he abandoned Taoism and devoted himself to literature. He has become a rookie in the local literary world and has great prestige in Xiling.

"Young Master, I heard that Yuanshi Mountain was the fiefdom of the Yuan King of the current dynasty. Why is it changed to the Zongmen Dojo now?"

When they were idle on the road, the steward in charge couldn't help chatting.

In the past few years, that Yuan Wang was in the limelight, the teacher of the prince, the upstart of the dynasty, even the court exterminated dragons and tigers, and received flying immortals.

However, in the past two years, there have been few rumors about this Yuan King in the world. He has died down and hidden his fame, as if he disappeared from this world out of thin air.

Just last month, just after the beginning of spring, on the day of the Lantern Festival, a news spread all over the world, shaking all parties.

On March 15th, Yuanshi Mountain established a sect and established a sect, which was widely accepted by disciples all over the world.

Not to mention among many orthodox sects, this incident caused quite a stir and discussion even in the court.

A prince of the current dynasty, who is also a newly granted king with a different surname, has a very sensitive identity, but he wants to establish a sect and strengthen his force. Such a move is somewhat taboo.

You know, since Emperor Wu, Zhu Changsheng, Taiyi, and Panhuang are the three sects, and now His Majesty, destroying dragons and tigers, celestial masters, and collecting flying immortals... These measures are all for the purpose of centralizing power, eliminating excessive force in places, and deterring The hidden danger of the court.

King Yuan's move can be said to have caused endless turmoil and criticism in an instant.

I heard that the impeachment sent to Emperor Qin every day is like snowflakes and has never stopped.

"This lord was born recklessly. He spent his early years in the Demon Yusi and lived a life of licking blood...Although he has gained wealth, he doesn't know the unpredictable power of heaven. How can he know the disaster ahead if he shows off his might and magic skills?" blessing?"

Chen Xiuxuan's words were contemptuous, but every word seemed extremely pertinent.

For these aristocratic families, they have seen too many powerful ministers rise and too many nobles fall.

So what if he was as famous as Liu Gonghou back then? Didn't the third generation's minister end up with the end of killing all the families and exterminating the nine clans?

In their eyes, the upstarts of the dynasty need to make friends, but they may not value it from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, after a hundred years of cloud and mist, who can truly stand on top of this world and enjoy the everlasting prosperity...

This is naturally a powerful family like them who rule the roost.

"We can just do our best. This King Yuan is very murderous, so let's not neglect...Thirty years of great luck and ups and downs, let's see his future."

Chen Xiuxuan seems to have seen through the changes in the world, he is high above the ground, grasps wisdom, wants to be a traveler of the years, and watches the ebb and flow of the tide.

After a while, the chariots and horses arrived at the foot of Yuanshi Mountain.

"Why didn't you move?"

Chen Xiuxuan frowned, and couldn't help but look out of the car.

This place is only at the foot of Yuanshi Mountain, and it is at least eighty or ninety miles away from the mountain.

"Master, don't let the carriage pass by, let us get down."

At this moment, the steward in charge said falteringly.

"It's so majestic!"

Chen Xiuxuan's complexion suddenly sank, and he was about to dismount from the horse and sedan chair at the foot of the mountain. How pretentious is this?

After all, is he an upstart in the dynasty, young and successful, who doesn't know that shallow morals can't bear such a big air? There must be a disaster for people who are crazy.

Thinking of these ancient teachings, Chen Xiuxuan couldn't help but sneered, and got off the frame.

The scene in front of him stunned the descendant of the Chen family in Xiling.

At the foot of Yuanshi Mountain, carriages leaned neatly next to each other, and dignitaries who might not be seen in the capital on weekdays got out of the carriages and walked up the mountain.

"That's the concubine Chen of [Anyang Palace]..."

"Beside him is the thirteen princes!?"

"That's King Fu's man..."

"When the eldest princess!"

…

Chen Xiuxuan's eyes trembled again and again. These are noble people who are not seen in ordinary times. Even if they want to make friends with the Chen family, they have to prepare generous gifts and send greeting cards. Wait for three to five years. If you are lucky, you can Get a reply: no time.

In the past, each government sent some important figures to attend such occasions.

Who could have imagined that these nobles would condescend and come to Yuanshi Mountain in person, which really gave King Yuan enough face.

"Master, look quickly..."

At this moment, the steward in charge tugged at the corner of Chen Xiuxuan's clothes, and pointed to a stone tablet at the foot of Yuanshi Mountain.

Chen Xiuxuan took advantage of the situation to look over, but his body trembled violently with just one glance.

There were eight large characters written on the stone tablet: civil servants dismounted from their sedan chairs, and military officers dismounted from their horses.

"This... This is the imperial book of the Emperor Qin!?" Chen Xiuxuan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

How lucky was this rumored king of Yuan to be granted such a privilege by Emperor Qin.

Civil officials get off their sedan chairs, and military officials get off their horses. These honors are almost the same as "like me in person".

"Let's go up."

Chen Xiuxuan curled his lips, feeling extremely bitter.

"Go slower!"

Chen Xiuxuan lowered his body. Among the people who went up the mountain, he looked ordinary. Even the halo of the Chen family in Xiling seemed dim and ordinary among the crowd.

At this moment, on Yuanshi Mountain.

On the top of the Yuxu Hall hangs a portrait, which is actually Zhou Dao himself. He sits cross-legged on Yuanshi Mountain, the nine layers of profound light shines on Taixu, his hands are knotted in a seal, and the sun is setting behind him.

"Throughout the ages, there has never been a way to unify the sect and establish a sect to enshrine his own portrait."

The Chaos Demon God came from outside the hall, and now he has accepted his real body, and looks very much like a teacher in the countryside.

"In this life, if I am not destroyed, Yuanshi Mountain will be enshrined for generations."

Looking at the portrait that looked like himself but not himself, Zhou Dao thought about it, and then smiled.

"This enshrinement may not be me."

"Um!?"

The Chaos Demon God was taken aback for a moment, and then revealed a dark expression: "You are different... Ever since you came back from Ping'an Town, you have become different."

"Chaos, everything is changing...even Yuan Zu is no exception."

Zhou Dao looked calm and spoke softly.

When that name was mentioned, there was a wave of nameless fluctuations in the void, as if that name could not be told or mentioned.

"Now you can recite his name with such peace of mind." Chaos Demon God said lightly.

"I really want to see him..." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, almost turning into a thread.

"Why do you think of establishing a sect?" Chaos Demon God suddenly asked.

"One leaf, two flowers...the setting sun and one pulse, it's up to me..."

Zhou Dao spoke suddenly, and the words were surprising.

"You..." Chaos Demon God's complexion changed slightly, and he looked at Zhou Dao in disbelief.

"Chaos, don't be surprised. Ever since I came back from Ping'an Town, I have felt that the mountain will soon be fully revealed..." Zhou Dao said softly.

"Daoshan!"

"That is the place where the Daoshan Great Sacrifice is held, and it is also the place where the Taoist King has achieved eternal fame... Throughout the ages, the Daoshan League has not ceased to affect the pattern of the world...but the world does not know its origin..."

Zhou Dao's voice became more and more empty, and there was a strange wave coming from his body, as if it gradually overlapped with the figure on the portrait, without distinction.

"You become enlightened in the daytime, and you become a mountain in the setting sun... That is the former dojo of my Sunset Sect!"

"So you already know." Chaos Demon God said in a deep voice.

This is the great secret that has been lost to the world. The mountain known as the highest in the world is the former dojo of the Sunset Sect.

The sunset in Cangshan Mountain is the most beautiful scene in the world.

"I'm looking forward to that day...the setting sun will jump into the sky..."

What Zhou Dao said was naturally the day when Daoshan was born and the world would meet.

Clang...clang...clang...

At this moment, a majestic bell rang suddenly, echoing in the sky above Yuanshi Mountain, the mysterious light splashed, the auspicious clouds lingered, and the sky was full of stars, like a continuation of the sky, falling down into the mountain.

Among the thousands of visions, Yuanshizhen King is wearing a hair-clothed robe, standing on the top of the altar.

As a sacrificial offering, the Great Spirit Venerable opened the grand ceremony here.

"On the big day of founding a sect, do you let your avatar come forward?"

Hearing the commotion outside, the Chaos Demon God couldn't help but speak.

"Enough is enough...I have other things to do."

Zhou Dao smiled slightly, slowly withdrawing his eyes from the hanging portrait, turned around and was about to walk out of the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

"where did you go?"

The voice of Chaos Demon God came from behind.

"I'm going to see an old friend."

Zhou Dao stepped out in one step, entered the void without a trace, and disappeared on Yuanshi Mountain.

…

Beijing, Liuli Street.

This is Liuxiang, the most famous flower street in the capital, and even the most famous [Tianxianglou] is firmly seated at No. 1.

Wang Xiaoyi is familiar with this place, and every time he comes, it's like going back to his own home.

Zhou Dao didn't have much interest in this kind of place, but he couldn't stand the invitation of his brother, so he had been here a hundred or two times.

Although it is the first day of the lanterns, the roadside vendors have already started their business, and all kinds of snacks and soup noodles are available.

Some impatient guests don’t like the idea of ​​admiring the wind and enjoying the moon, why drink two glasses of wine to warm up the body first, and then let the servant take a bath, help you squeeze your waist to relieve fatigue...all of these are not wanted.

They like to go straight and straight, once they go to the end... Most of them will eat a few bites at these small stalls, in case they are exhausted and lose in less than two rounds... Although they won't make the girls laugh on the spot, they will definitely be reduced to Talking material after dinner at Fengyue place.

Of course, there are still some customers who are really cash-strapped, belly and brother, he can only take care of one of them, but he can only fill his stomach at this small stall first.

"Boss, bring me a bowl of tripe noodles, add an egg, the sweet heart will turn yellow... Remember to put more chopped green onion and more garlic..."

Zhou Dao sat down in front of the noodle stall he frequented, and randomly ordered a bowl of soup noodles with toppings.

"Okay, son, you're here again? Where's your friend?"

Not long after, the guy served a hot noodle soup.

"What am I here again? Don't talk nonsense... I'm just passing by."

Zhou Dao looked at the strange eyes cast around him, and hurriedly wanted to put his innocence in the world.

"I understand, I understand... You take it easy... You can come back after the session is over..."

With an ambiguous smile, the waiter put down the noodle soup, put away the tray, turned around and left.

Zhou Dao curled his lips, wanting to say something, but finally shook his head feebly, and still ate the noodles with his head down.

On Liuli Street, the lanterns of each building are hung high, Ying Ying Yan Yan, flowers clustered in clusters, a different kind of grace floats in the moonlit night, and the original desire is released in the exchange of cups and cups.

Wang Xiaoyi said that Liuli Street is the place closest to human nature. What kind of moral cultivation, propriety, righteousness and shame... all become **** in the face of money and desire, only indulgence and indulgence.

Zhou Dao sat at the noodle stall all night, and continued to make noodles three times... until the lanterns on each floor were gradually extinguished, and even the vendors on the roadside began to close their stalls.

"Young master, go back... Don't look at it... The **** is ruthless, the actor is not righteous, you don't have any money in your pocket, those girls won't talk to you, even if you see through it, it's useless."

The guy came over and comforted him.

We have seen many poor people like this. Most of them are scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam. They failed the exam repeatedly and became disheartened.

At first, when you had money, those girls were naturally elder brothers, and your father-in-law~www.readwn.com~ Daddy called each one more cordially.

But when they wiped out all the money in your pocket, I'm sorry...Mom, someone wants to eat Bawang chicken...With this cry, it's not a business if you don't beat your muscles and bones.

"I'll wait for someone."

Zhou Dao was not in a hurry and said something casually.

"Waiting for someone?" The man was stunned: "Ghosts will come at night."

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind suddenly blew up on the street. Under the moonlight, a black shadow came from a distance, with ragged clothes and ragged clothes, even emitting a stench from his body, like a beggar that everyone despises .

"coming."

Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, but his concentrated eyes fell on the beggar.

"Long time no see... Lu Xianyang!" Zhou Dao whispered and walked in front of that person.

Happy New Year! On the second day of the Lunar New Year, New Year's greetings are still continuing...