Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The 88th ceremony! Lord of Yuanyang

Compatible, this answer came completely unexpectedly by Zhou Dao.

His father, who stole the blood of the Qin clan and practiced the Sunset Technique, turned out to be a fitter, perfectly integrating the power of Yuan Ancestor.

"Black coffin..."

Zhou Dao's mind instinctively thought of the black coffin containing Zhou Xuan's corpse.

Once upon a time, many clues were connected together like jade beads and turned into a line.

Longhu Mountain comprehended the power of the demon god, Dongwang Mountain suppressed the reincarnation of Yuanzu... The black coffin appeared and absorbed the power. ?

That man has been dead for more than twenty years, but he is like a ghost, and his influence still remains in the rolling world of mortals, driving the movement of all causes.

"What a surprise." Zhou Dao thought to himself.

He did not deny that in addition to Sunset's power, a large part of being able to reach today's realm was due to Zhou Xuan's arrangements.

But judging from the conversation with Emperor Qin, it seems that Zhou Xuan's purpose is not just to push Zhou Dao up.

He concealed part of the facts, and these hidden facts concealed Zhou Xuan's true purpose.

"It seems he has never told you any of these things."

Emperor Qin's voice brought Zhou Dao back from his thoughts.

"Those who fit in are integrated with the power of Yuan Ancestor. They are not easy to fall..."

"Your Majesty means..." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice.

"He is dead...this is a fact." Emperor Qin changed the topic, making Zhou Dao confused.

"But...his body is missing..."

Having said this, the green gauze curtain swayed slightly, as if a breeze was blowing, revealing the figure on the supreme throne, looking at Zhou Dao below with indifferent eyes.

"Do you know where he is?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I don't know."

Zhou Dao shook his head and replied calmly.

The cold hall was like a pool of stagnant water, and the silence was terrifying. You could even hear the breathing of the palace eunuchs, and the lingering incense made the figure in the green gauze curtain more and more unreal.

"I have prepared a gift for you, please take it back."

After a while, Emperor Qin's voice sounded again, and he changed the subject, seeming to have terminated the conversation.

"Thank you, my Majesty..."

"Okay, let's dispense with these common etiquette." Emperor Qin raised his hand to signal, interrupting Zhou Dao's hypocritical politeness.

"Go down."

"I excuse myself."

Zhou Dao bowed, turned around and walked out of the Qianyang Palace. A young eunuch waiting outside hurriedly came up to guide him.

The lingering incense was floating in the hall, and in a trance, a shadowy figure slowly walked from the incense, passed through the green gauze curtain, and came to Emperor Qin's side.

"He didn't seem entirely convinced."

The figure condensed with incense looked at the direction Zhou Dao was leaving and suddenly spoke.

"Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter... all things born in nature, from ancient times to the present, are true and false, false and true..." Emperor Qin sighed: "Even this world may not be true."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of waves rose up in the Qianyang Palace. The guards, the concubines, the eunuchs... all disappeared like smoke and disappeared. I don't know if they were wiped out by others, or if they were just illusions from beginning to end.

As Emperor Qin said, true and false, false and true.

This may be the essence of heaven and earth, and also the secret of spiritual practice.

"You are about to take that step, why bother." The figure condensed in the incense couldn't help but said while looking at the changes in Qianyang Hall.

"Zhou Xuan...he is a very special person...his life's work is not for himself, but for Zhou Dao..." Emperor Qin murmured softly.

"He has surpassed Zhou Xuan back then." The figure condensed with incense said solemnly.

"It's not enough... Based on my understanding of Zhou Xuan, he still has the most important thing that has not been entrusted to him..." Emperor Qin said in a deep voice: "That is all Zhou Xuan... must be entrusted to this little man. Guy’s all.”

"It's a pity...that man died too early...otherwise, he might have been another Lord of Yuanyang." The figure condensed in the incense said lightly.

"The passage of time, the thread of fate... Everyone has his own mission... There is only one existence like the Lord of Yuanyang... To a certain extent, he has extended his life for the sunset..."

Emperor Qin couldn't help but sigh: "The Yuanwang Dharma Conference... what a grand idea."

"What he really wants to do is not to wipe out Yuanzu and completely kill the only immortal creature in the world..."

"Your consciousness means..." The figure condensed with incense couldn't help but be moved.

"The Lord of Yuan Yang...that woman is very courageous...she created the Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly, and she wanted to devour Yuan Ancestor from the beginning and eat him."

"Eat Yuanzu!?" The figure condensed with incense couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, almost dispersing his body.

"If this were not the case, how could the Emperor of Yuan be able to refine all the dragon veins in the world and seize the Taoist destiny?" Emperor Qin said calmly.

"It's a pity that the Lord of Yuanyang underestimated Yuanzu. His level of life is unimaginable. How can a jackdaw swallow the sun and the moon?"

"For endless years, generations of Yuan Kings have appeared, but no one has ever been able to break through his life to a level that is enough to devour the Yuan Ancestor...until the Tao King was born two thousand years ago."

A dusty secret was narrated from Emperor Qin's mouth.

"Did he get the inspiration from King Yuan's Dharma Assembly?" the figure condensed with incense said in a deep voice.

"That's right, since you can't swallow Yuanzu, then you can replace him with a body and use it as a container to take his power as your own..."

This was the idea of ​​the Dao King. He held the Dao King Great Sacrifice and destroyed 99% of the ancient blood of the demon clan in the world. He extracted the power of the ancient demon gods from it, further refined and purified it, and refined the most primitive ancestral factors. Come out and use the fitter as a carrier to cultivate a body that can accommodate the true soul of Yuanzu.

This is a grand plan that lasts for two thousand years and consumes the power of six generations of Tao kings.

"Is this the trump card held by the Taoist sect?" The figure condensed in the incense said coldly: "No wonder those old guys didn't take action when Longhu Mountain was destroyed."

"Of course, cultivating that body consumed most of Longhu Mountain's luck and strength. Even if the mountain gate is destroyed, those old guys won't be able to use it." Emperor Qin said calmly.

That day, Longhu Mountain was destroyed, and only Mijueluo took action. As for the fifth ancestor of Longhu Mountain, he never even showed his face.

From this, Emperor Qin knew that these old guys had reached a critical moment.

"After the battle at Wu Dao Mountain, the Tao King reincarnated and returned... He has endured it until now just to realize his plan for the past two thousand years..." Emperor Qin's eyes were ethereal, as if he had already understood everything.

Although he lives in seclusion in the capital, he knows everything about the world.

"Can it really be successful?" The figure condensed with incense couldn't help but ask.

Endless years ago, Yuanzu's body had already been chopped off by Sunset's Grandmaster.

Later, Zhou Dao succeeded to the throne of King Yuan, and forced the true spirit of Yuanzu to leave the central tomb and reincarnate into the mortal world.

Later, on Enlightenment Mountain, Zhou Dao directly killed his reincarnation in this life.

It can be said that Yuanzu is at his weakest moment in history. He seems to have a weakness now.

If the Tao King had accomplished his two thousand years of achievements, completed his original plan, and created that supreme body, it might really be possible to take his place and become the new Yuan Ancestor.

"It doesn't matter whether you succeed or not...you will be back to the starting point soon..."

Qin Huang slowly stood up, and the figure condensed with incense beside him swayed.

"Let's go and see the black coffin in Jiu Miao Temple."

Emperor Qin whispered, took one step, and disappeared into the Qianyang Palace.

…

Imperial Palace, Mingjing Tower.

Zhou Dao, led by the little eunuch, turned left and right and came to this three-story building.

"Zhou Dao..."

As soon as he arrived downstairs, a familiar voice came from behind and stopped him.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince."

When the eunuchs in front of the building saw the visitor, they all saluted.

"Lao Jiu?" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, but the Ninth Prince had already arrived.

"I heard that you entered the palace, and I just happened to come to see you."

"You rarely move around the palace."

The Ninth Prince left Beijing when he was young, and he was the first among many princes to leave the palace.

"I just happened to come into the palace to pay my respects." The Ninth Prince said solemnly: "Now that Daoshan is about to be born, I have to go to the east to dispatch manpower."

"You are really good at your business." Zhou Dao curled his lips.

He knew that the Ninth Prince's business was huge and spread all over the world.

At the beginning, during the battle at Wudao Mountain, he made arrangements half a year in advance and built a city there.

As a result, at the beginning of the war, countless monks swarmed in, making him a lot of money.

"Taizu said that passenger flow is the lifeblood of business... When Daoshan was born, it was the place where the world was bustling with crime." The Ninth Prince grinned.

As he spoke, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally turned to the three-story building next to him.

"Why are you here? This is my father's private library... and most people are not allowed to enter."

"His Majesty's private library?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

"Reporting to Your Highness, Your Majesty has given a gift to King Yuan, and I have come to express my special greetings." The little eunuch next to him hurriedly explained.

"As expected of a popular figure in the dynasty, a prince personally conferred by my father...it turns out that you have received a reward." The Ninth Prince smiled and said: "You are the first person in this dynasty to be able to go to my father's private library to receive the reward."

"If this spreads out, I don't know how many people will be jealous."

As he spoke, the Ninth Prince looked around, pulled Zhou Dao aside, and murmured in a low voice: "You won't be left outside by my father..."

"What?" Zhou Dao looked strange.

"My brother."

"Don't talk nonsense while you are riding... This is the palace." Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Qianyang Palace.

"What are you afraid of? You're just joking...Father can't hear you." The Ninth Prince looked at Zhou Dao's expression and couldn't help laughing.

"That's impossible to say."

Zhou Dao curled his lips and quickly waved his hand, considering the Ninth Prince's lies, he distanced himself from him.

"Father-in-law, let's go in."

"Prince Yuan please."

The little eunuch opened the door of [Mingjing Building]. After entering, there was the entrance hall. When he turned around, there was an ancient portrait hanging on the wall. It showed a thin man, standing in a desolate wilderness, with others following him. The two have completely different temperaments, one is blind and peaceful, the other is wild and unruly.

"This is... a portrait of Taizu?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

The Ninth Prince had already stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"This is an ancient painting left by the master painter of the Imperial Court of the Zhou Dynasty. What is painted on it is Taizu in his youth. As for the two people behind him... they are his close friends in his boyhood." Ninth Prince Ning Whisper.

Taizu Taizu of Great Qin came from a rough background, and almost all the great masters who would follow him to bring peace to the world were his acquaintances in their youth.

"Tiangang Disha!?" Zhou Dao's eyes darkened slightly, staring at the two people beside Taizu.

"You're right...this blind senior is the first-generation director-general of the Demon Control Department..."

"As for the person next to him, he is the first-generation director of the Demon Suppression Department." A look of awe in memory of his ancestors appeared on the Nine Emperors' face.

"Why does Your Majesty hang this portrait here?" Zhou Dao was a little surprised.

Logically speaking, if one is worshiping ancestors, wouldn't it be more appropriate to hang a portrait of the king and the emperor sitting high on the throne?

"Everyone has their youth... They also once fell into the grass when they were young, but three thousand years have passed, and today, they are all revered as Taoist ancestors. They are favored by future generations and become legends in history." The Ninth Prince murmured softly. language.

"My father feels that life is unpredictable. Compared with the glory and splendor after success, the purity of the past should not be forgotten by future generations."

Zhou Dao nodded when he heard this and looked at the three people in the portrait with a dazed expression.

"Your Majesty is really..."

Zhou Dao hesitated to speak. Today he met a multifaceted and unusual Emperor Qin.

"Master Yuan Wang, please come with me... Your Majesty also gives you a painting." The little eunuch made a gesture of invitation and said respectfully.

"A painting?" Zhou Dao was curious.

But the little eunuch came to the bookshelf, opened the cabinet with the secret key, took out a long bronze box, placed it on the table, turned the wheel on the long bronze box, and the lid above opened automatically.

There is indeed a scroll inside, but it is of an old style and the mounting style is not at all like that of this dynasty.

Zhou Dao touched it and found that even the material of the scroll was very special. It didn't look like ordinary silk, but more like some kind of special leather.

"Master Yuan Wang, this is the painting given to you by His Majesty." The young eunuch held the bronze box respectfully and handed it to Zhou Dao.

"Lao Jiu, open it for me and take a look."

Zhou Dao took out the scroll and asked the Ninth Prince to hold one end while he slowly unfolded the scroll.

Suddenly, an ancient mountain appeared in front of us, undulating like a real dragon and stretching like the boundless sky.

This mountain seems to be the pinnacle of rolling red dust, standing at the end of heaven and earth.

Under Cangshan Mountain, the setting sun is setting, and the afterglow is like spilled blood, making this picture look mysterious and ancient.

"Sunset on Cangshan Mountain!"

Zhou Dao murmured softly, only to feel a vast artistic conception coming towards his face. The moment he saw the picture, the Hunyuan mana in his body began to boil. The cursed sun seal automatically operated, and the dark arc light spread to the surroundings. .

"This is no ordinary picture scroll."

Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved, but his gaze was focused on the signature of this ancient painting, where a name was printed:

Lord of Yuanyang!