Chapter 1107 The Great Sun Sword is walking into the Emperor’s Palace
There are many things that humans must do, even if there are many sacrifices.
True Lord Jianshi and True Lord Zishi understood this truth, and they also understood that the will of a God-Transforming Heavenly Lord would not be shaken for any reason, so they did not persuade them to say anything, but just remained silent.
"Solid rock."
"I also have arrangements for you two and the sect."
Jiang Ding said slowly, unknowingly becoming a little colder and no longer indulged in the warmth of the sect: "I will send you two out to other small worlds to replace a kind of slaves." You will live with that identity from now on, and do not expose it on your own initiative.”
"According to convention, if the emperor's son had not spent hundreds of years searching, you would not have been exposed."
"The king of the Horned Demon Imperial Clan has no ability to find you."
What if there were sons of the ancient emperor, or even the emperor personally searching for the two ants?
Then you have to accept your fate and wait for death.
The human race is as humble as a slave, and there is no absolute safety at all.
"For the sect."
Jiang Ding continued.
"The Zhenshan Sect will rule over a hundred thousand miles in the future and become the absolute dominant sect here. Each of the remaining disciples will receive a large amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as countless martial arts books, which can be used in their own cultivation and can be squandered arbitrarily. .”
"There will be no one to bully, no Horned Demon Imperial Clan to collect taxes. You can even indulge in the imagination that the Zhenshan Sect is the overlord of the entire world, and that I am the only one in the world. Don't worry about anything. You can be arrogant, you can wanton, you can scold the Horned Demons. There will be no restrictions for the Imperial people.”
"Disciples, they only have a lifespan of a few decades."
"This period of time is not long, it is just a period of practice."
Jiang Ding said slowly: "It is even possible that they will die only after I die. They may live a happy life, enjoy all the glory and wealth for a hundred years, and die at the end of their lives."
"It is also possible that he will be immediately slaughtered by the Horned Demon Emperor Clan in a few years, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."
"I don't know what will happen in the end."
"Ancestor..."
Lord Jianshi choked up a little.
This is truly the ancestor of the sect. He has thought of everything for the future generations and has done the best he can.
No matter how much, there is really nothing you can do.
There really isn't much that a slave clan Heavenly King can do.
"Don't be so childish."
"Solid stone, purple stone."
"Everything will depend on yourselves from now on."
Jiang Ding sighed and said calmly: "I will leave you two with enough resources to advance to become gods, including exercises, elixirs, spells, secret techniques, and magic weapon materials. If you live up to your expectations, if you succeed, If you are lucky enough and are not found by the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, you may not be able to become gods and rebuild your sect in the future.”
"So, do you still have questions?"
"Or, do you still have unfulfilled wishes? I can fulfill these for you."
"There is no more ancestor."
Master Jianshi shook his head: "After the disciple was promoted to Nascent Soul, his former enemies have been secretly eliminated. There is no regret. The more regret is that the general trend cannot be changed."
"Ancestor, my disciple has enemies..."
Master Zishi was a little embarrassed.
"Jianshi, then you should accompany him for a walk."
Jiang Ding smiled warmly, took out a blood jade-like talisman sword and handed it over: "If there is a king who blocks it, whether it is the king of the slave clan or the king of the Horned Demon Emperor clan, just kill him. There is no need to worry about anything. I am not short of a few." The king’s fate will not affect anything.”
"Children of our sect should do whatever they want."
"Yes, ancestor!"
Lord Jianshi took a deep breath and solemnly took the talisman.
"Go and have fun."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly.
……
A few months later.
True Lord Jianshi and True Lord Zishi returned with blood and violence.
At this time, the Zhenshan Sect made their eyes wide open and dumbfounded, and they almost did not dare to approach. The original desolate hillside disappeared, replaced by bulging cloud peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist, and hundreds of celestial rivers crisscrossing and surrounding the peaks. The spiritual energy was extremely rich, at least the fifth level of spiritual veins. All kinds of exotic flowers and plants grew in the peaks. , spiritual beast, ethereal and profound, just like a fairyland on earth.
Around the mountain peak, there is a looming blood-light formation with runes flashing, exuding a terrifying aura, and the movement of the formation stirs up the general trend of the world for thousands of miles.
It’s definitely a fifth-level formation!
In the mountain gate, the faces of the disciples were filled with cheerful smiles. They no longer had the fear and depression of being killed by the Horned Demon Emperor clansmen or other slave clans at any time. They practiced in the mountain gate, searched for the Tao, danced swords, Playing the piano, reading... I feel so comfortable and free.
In the clouds and mist in the sky, several golden ancient seal characters flickered.
Zhenshan Sect!
This is such a great image of the human race’s Immortal Dao Sect!
"Zhenshan Sect..."
"Our sect..."
When Master Jianshi and Master Zishi saw this scene, this scene of countless ancestors and ancestors thinking about them day and night, they almost shed tears. Their eyes were blurred, their Taoist hearts were in turmoil, and their hearts were complicated and indescribable.
The two calmed down for a long time, stepped onto the steps, and walked to the top of the mountain step by step.
Here, a blood-robed Taoist looked at them with a smile.
"Meet the ancestor!"
Master Jianshi and Master Zishi knelt on the ground, their hearts full of admiration and dependence.
This may be their last relative in this world, and there will be no more.
"Is the climate of this sect still right?"
Jiang Ding sighed: "Thousands of years ago, when I, my master, and my ancestor were together, I often imagined what the real sect of the human race would be like, and they often argued endlessly about this. Each of them felt that their own ideas were what the human race was like. Da Zong was very angry as he should be.”
"I don't know if the current appearance of the sect is right or not. Is it because our masters and disciples are thinking about the Emperor's golden pole? Will we be laughed at..."
He looked nostalgic.
"Ancestor, the ancestor will be pleased to see this scene today."
Lord Jianshi's eyes turned slightly red.
"Maybe."
Jiang Ding sighed: "Do you two have any other regrets?"
he asked again.
"No more, ancestor."
Master Jianshi and Master Zishi whispered.
"Then, let's go."
The blood-robed Taoist nodded, swung his sleeves and put the two of them into his sleeves.
He took one last look at the sect, carefully looking at every plant and tree on the sect, as well as the disciples in the sect who were chatting happily.
He kept these in mind and disappeared into a streak of blood.
……
Within a few months, the Blood River King rode the teleportation array to travel through the various small worlds in the Flame Stone Star Territory. He went to every small world and finally came back empty-handed.
Finally, he appeared in the small world of magic stone again and appeared in front of the imperial palace.
"The Blood River King."
King Shenshan appeared, his expression was very indifferent, and he said: "The emperor's patience is almost exhausted. Please know that there should be no more miscellaneous things."
"The patience of the emperor and the patience of the great emperor have their limits."
"It's impossible to keep you acting up."
His words were cold and did not hide anything.
“Very good.”
The Blood River King had a calm expression, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and walked into the imperial palace step by step.
No one knew that in his eyes, deep in his soul, a ray of golden color had begun to appear, which was pure and sharp, containing the terrifying aura of destruction, law-breaking, law-killing, forbidden law, and distortion.
That is the way of the Immortal Sect.
He was walking into the palace of the Horned Demon Emperor.
(End of chapter)