"What?"
Xin Zhuo raised his head, with deep doubts on his face, and his tone was full of confusion.
Emperor Hengwu is a murderous man!
During his lifetime, he followed the Purple Buddha Emperor and killed countless Yuan Lords of Heaven and Earth, Holy Lords of the Human Race, Quasi-Emperor Ancestors and Immortals. After becoming the Emperor, he suppressed the world for thousands of years. He can be said to be the public enemy of heaven and earth. , no one obeyed him.
Not only that, in the eyes of the world, he is definitely taboo and unusual.
As long as he has a real mantle, some die-hard subordinates are still alive, or if Li Qing proves that he is Hengwu back then, Xin Zhuo will not be so miserable in these years. He can use countless methods to pretend to be fake and powerful, and get the greatest opportunities and backing.
Unfortunately not.
Even Emperor Hengwu’s strange tower that sealed Junior Sister Ziyan seemed to have disappeared.
The East Palace is the inheritance of Emperor Taixu. Who knows if any of Emperor Taixu’s ancestors were killed by Emperor Hengwu?
Admit it?
Yes, I am Hengwu. Isn’t this nonsense? Not to mention that he didn't have the skills of Emperor Hengwu at all, wasn't Emperor Hengwu himself tortured and killed in his first seven lives?
Even if he thought about it with his heels, Xin Zhuo would not admit it.
The sky and sea of clouds were silent for a while, and suddenly a vast and ethereal white light fell. This light seemed to illuminate his soul.
Xin Zhuo did not resist, but just looked at the sky: "What do you mean, Palace Master?"
Soon, the white light dissipated.
Xi Tong's voice smiled gently: "This is a test for the soul to return to eternity to see if your heart is evil. You don't need to worry about it. Well, that's good!"
The sea of clouds has completely returned to calm.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a moment, and continued to look at the sun and moon patterns on the sacred pillar.
......
Thousands of miles above the sea of clouds, at this moment, there are more than a dozen huge figures that reach into the sky, each with a majestic momentum. A single thought can make the heaven and earth collapse, and they are all heaven and earth. Yuan Lord.
Around everyone, countless ancient dragons, phoenixes and unknown beasts were as big as flies, circling back and forth.
Xitong arrived in a flash, sat down cross-legged, and frowned.
A group of Heaven and Earth Yuan Lords also looked gloomy.
An old woman said: "We have been calculating for a long time, and only Hengwu and Imperial Master Li Qing are consistent. Hengwu is not the real emperor, and there is a possibility that he will not fall. Imperial Master Li Qing created the world, and may be reincarnated and rebuild. How? ’s... this son’s soul is so pure, it’s not anyone else’s, not even He is not a powerful person of heaven and earth!"
"How strange!" A handsome and free-spirited young man said in a deep voice: "He possesses the original power of Hengwu and the Imperial Master, the Ninefold Nine, Five Great Dao Souls, is this something that a junior mortal boy can do?”
Xi Tongtong: "Yes, this kind of person is bound to possess heaven-defying secrets and divine traditions, but as you have also seen, he has nothing but a strong soul, as stable as a rock!"
< br>An old man said: "As you said before, no one taught him the Donghuang Bell and Taixu Ji Dao sword skills. How did he reach the top level? Even a group of juniors in your Donghuang Palace who practice Wuji Dao have not reached it, right?"
Xitong shook his head.
This is the strangest thing for them.
A group of people fell into silence.
After a moment, Xi Tong smiled: "There is no reason for martial arts in the world, and now it is an unprecedented situation. It is understandable what kind of boy defies the will of heaven. Maybe the secret technique of the East Palace he cultivated was obtained by Taixu ancestors. What about our eternal inheritance? Why are you so persistent?"
Everyone sighed, left one after another, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ancestor Xitong sat cross-legged in the void and fell silent.
After a while, Patriarch Xifu came over and saluted: "Elder Brother!"
Xi Tongtong: "Did you give him the mantle?"
Xifu nodded and said: "Ancestor Bai Simeng has left all his mantles, and brought Sang Guang and Greedy Po from the Prison of All Evils to be his guards, but..."
Xitong frowned: "Just what?"
Xi Fu said: "It may be difficult for this son to enter Wuya. The martial arts is boundless. He needs to refine the soul of the five avenues. I am afraid it will take more time than others. This world The atmosphere is not right, but we are in a hurry.” Wait, there are many places for him to practice."...
Xin Zhuo had a panoramic view of the conversation of a group of old guys above. Maybe those old guys couldn't imagine that he was not a five-way soul, but a six-way soul. His perception of souls and spiritual thoughts had reached a perverted level. Eavesdropping could also Undetected.
Sure enough, as people grow older, these people are doubting their identity.
Identity is naturally no problem. From a soul perspective, I am no one.
He abandoned his distracting thoughts and looked carefully at the sun and moon pattern on the top of the sacred pillar.
To be precise, it is a carving of the sun, moon, stars and blue sky. It seems very ordinary, but after seeing the altar of the Sanqing Daozu in the belly of the strange king-level world insect, this pattern has become very interesting to him. It seems very special.
After looking at it for a long time, I found nothing. Sanqing Daozu did not leave any traces. The pattern was just the pattern. I don’t know what it represented.
He strolled into the simple and awe-inspiring "Zuyuan Hall". The hall was very empty and full of traces of time, including cloud-dragon pattern columns, purple jade stone steps, nine-day black wood table cases, and even heavenly silk curtains. They all look very ancient and outdated, but they contain traces of the charm of Pangbo martial arts.
"Old slave Sang Guang and Greedy Po have seen Zhenzong!"
A pair of old women and old men in blue came out of the corner respectfully, bowed and knelt down.
Xin Zhuo was shocked. These two people turned out to be at the peak of the Wuya Hou Realm, and they were very vicious and vicious. Judging from his experience of fighting with people for thousands of years, these two people were both An evil person who is good at assassination.
Call yourself an old slave?
Xin Zhuo said in surprise: "You two are..."
The old man Sang Guang gave a strange laugh: "The heinous people were arrested by the ancestor of the East Palace and picked out the evil roots. Now that we have released the cage, we are dedicated to protecting Zhenzong. If something happens to Zhenzong, we won’t be able to survive.” He walked to the desk on the steps and sat down cross-legged.
Sang Guang and Greedy Po Ma slipped into the darkness, each holding a large number of bamboo slips and jade slips, and carefully sent them over. Greedy Po Ma smiled sadly: "All the experiences of the Lord of the Sun Abyss , handbooks, magical powers, and secret techniques, please appreciate them.”
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Thank you!"
"Zhenzong is welcome!"
The two of them carefully retreated and disappeared into the darkness again.
Xin Zhuo picked up a bamboo slip at random and saw that it was covered with ancient seal characters. He read it roughly once and then changed to the next volume.
As I read each volume, I became more and more surprised.
The Lord of the Sun Abyss, whose name is Bai Simeng, is a man who lived at the end of the ancient times. He was born in a rural area. He was favored by martial arts masters and accepted into the sect. Since then, he has become a son of God, a genius, a saint, a saint, a human emperor, and an earth emperor. ...the true state, the eternal state, the boundless state, the infinite state Training...
Yes, this person is not as sad as Emperor Hengwu. He has been on the road to excellence all his life, and has never had any setbacks. The only setback was when he was suppressed by Emperor Taixu for three thousand years. , and then bowed his head and proclaimed himself, with no other intention.
The densely packed bamboo slips even describe some of the past of Emperor Taixu——
Emperor Taixu was the seventh emperor recorded in history, and Emperor Qiankun was the fifth after Emperor Hengwu. In terms of position, Emperor Qiyan of the Jiang family is the sixth, and he is the seventh.
The inheritance gap between the great emperors normally takes ten thousand years or even longer, but there are several great emperors who are seamlessly connected.
This "seamless" represents the twilight of the great emperor, and the quasi-emperor rises up to kill him, takes over the rules of heaven and earth, the destiny of the world, suppresses the world, and becomes as famous as the immortals.
The bloody killings and intrigues are definitely not as beautiful as most warriors imagine.
Back then, in the last years of Emperor Qiyan, Emperor Taixu, in his celestial form, used his quasi-emperor cultivation to unite with the seventy-three quasi-emperors, and even joined forces with the alien quasi-emperor and the Nine Heavens Mountain and Sea Immortal Lord to kill Chi Mu. Great Emperor,
That battle was tragic and sad.
It lasted for three hundred and ninety-seven years. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, countless mountains and rivers were splashing, and countless human cities were transformed. Make ruins...
Seeing this, Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows. Some kind of beauty in his heart seemed to be broken. At the end of the martial arts, there was no trace of restraint or great deeds.
Continuing to read, the Lord of the Sun Abyss suddenly talked about a past experience. When he was at the peak of the Endless Realm, somewhere in the Big Dipper Nebula, he encountered the ruins of three alien visitors. It was in those ruins that he obtained I had an enlightening opportunity, and my career has skyrocketed since then.
Xin Zhuo understood why there was a pattern of Sanqing Taoist Ancestor in front of this guy's mansion.
In other words, the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty had already arrived here in the ancient times?
As I continued reading, I couldn’t help but become more interested. It turned out to be about my practice experience. (End of chapter)