"Ding."
The heavenly sage no longer urged the green copper block, but let it fall to the ground.
The green light was restrained, and it once again turned into a piece of old copper without ripples. The surface was rusty and eroded by the years.
Just looking at the appearance, this piece of green copper can be said to have nothing to do with the treasure. However, whether it is the majestic sacrificial sound just now, the residual sound, and the last flash of the blue planet, it shows that this piece of green copper is stained with rust. The green copper has an extremely shocking origin, and may even be related to the legendary ancient heaven.
"The Yuhua Dynasty collects various physiques and wants to use their blood to sacrifice the artifact behind this green bronze, and that artifact may be related to the legendary ancient heaven."
Feng Yichen touched his chin and expressed what everyone was thinking. This was an obvious answer.
"Starting from the path of immortality, my heart is dedicated to immortality, I am devoted to the Tao, and I become an immortal. Is it necessary to pay such a price for immortality?"
The sage in heaven slowly spoke the slogan of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, sighed softly, and looked at the sky with his cloudy eyes, revealing endless loneliness and helplessness.
When several people heard this, they all shivered violently.
Becoming an immortal is the highest goal pursued by all monks from ancient times to the present.
The supreme ideal and pursuit of breaking through immortality and finding the path to immortality has attracted generations of monks. Among them, the ones with the highest achievements are none other than the ancient emperors and the great emperors. But those who are stronger than them still have no chance to meet the path of immortality. They will eventually pass away and disappear into the long river of history.
This slogan of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty echoes the aspirations of countless monks. They even gave birth to the Yuhua Emperor, the supreme human race. He manifested in Yinshui City more than ten years ago, single-handedly suppressed the ancient imperial soldiers of the Jida, and promoted the human race. The power.
But now, they had committed a bloody crime in front of them, treating human life as nothing. For the dragon body of Xia Ziang, they actually directly destroyed the core class of the Chinese dynasty and thousands of soldiers. The methods were cruel and outrageous.
Immortal has been synonymous with holiness, beauty and power since ancient times.
Using such cruel methods to commit monstrous murders, even if he finally gets to see immortality, is he really the immortal that all monks have longed for throughout the ages?
Or is it that the so-called immortality has been a bloody scam since ancient times? Otherwise, why are powerful emperors and ancient emperors unable to do anything, leaving eternal regrets?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that the water was very deep and involved too many things. It was definitely not an area they could touch. If they thought about it further, their minds would easily become unstable.
Several people quickly cut off their thoughts. Xia Ziang and Feng Yichen were all people who aspired to the imperial path, while Ye Nan was pursuing an answer, which required strength. They all needed to maintain a Taoist heart as bright as a pearl.
"..."
Xia Ziang looked at the bloody scene in front of him, his knuckles turned white from the grip, his body trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions.
A few days ago, he was still a high-ranking Chinese prince, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, and his status was extremely noble.
Overnight, the Chinese dynasty fell apart. The Yuhua Dynasty only sent out a general with a piece of green copper on his head to slaughter the entire royal family. He was the only one who managed to escape with the help of the whole family, but was chased by the soldiers in the court. Fortunately, he was saved by the fairy-like girl.
Returning to the imperial capital again, even though the general was already dead, the voices and smiles of the past were all turned into cold corpses. This was an unbearable sorrow, and it was also a heinous blood feud.
He stood there quietly, with dragon energy boiling around his body, condensing into angry dragons, vigorous and powerful, swirling around his body.
"...Brother Emperor, is it...you?"
Suddenly, a faint voice came from the front, which was very clear in the silence at this moment.
Several people were suddenly startled, and Xia Ziang's eyes were filled with sparkle. He quickly stepped forward, followed the direction of the voice, and picked up a body that still had a faint breath.
"Daoming!"
It was a young man with very similar eyebrows and eyes to Xia Zi, but at this time his face was pale and bloodless. The blood dyed the luxurious robe completely red. The wounds were deep and bone could be seen, and there was an inexplicable flicker among them, blocking the flesh and blood. Repairing and regenerating, you can only watch the blood drain out.
Obviously, as Xia Ziang's younger brother, he received special "care" from the heavenly general.
"Brother, the dynasty... has passed away..."
The young man spoke with difficulty, his eyes were blurred, his voice was hoarse, and he was breathless. He struggled to focus his eyes on Xia Ziang's resolute but sad face, trying to squeeze out a smile.
Ye Nan looked at the scene in front of her and was silent for a while. She recalled the boy's identity.
In the old medicine capital gathering, when they talked about physical issues, Yu Lin once used Xia Ziang and his brother Hua Daoming as examples, explaining that Hua Daoming was a mortal body, but he could still drive dragon energy, which was as good as Xia Ziang. .
And she had already figured out the secret at this time, and based on this, she killed a Taoist body of the general. From this point of view, Hua Daoming's ability to persist until now despite losing all his blood is closely related to his ability to arouse underground dragon energy.
"Brother, don't talk too much and quickly practice the Dharma of Nirvana!"
Xia Ziang's tiger eyes were full of tears, and he quickly attracted the dragon's energy, which penetrated into Hua Daoming's body one after another to maintain his vitality, and then urged him to run the Nirvana Heart Sutra.
But Hua Daoming shook his head slightly, his mouth half-opened, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly:
"I...the sea of suffering has been shattered, and I can't...receive mana..."
"That bastard!"
Xia Ziang gritted his teeth. This was the first time he had cursed in front of everyone.
"The emperor is here..."
Hua Daoming's breath became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer utter complete words.
"If you are here, the emperor is here!"
Xia Ziang held his hand tightly and followed Hua Daoming's words.
"ha......"
Hearing these four words, it seemed that some wish had been fulfilled. Hua Daoming took out his last breath, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then collapsed weakly.
"Daoming!"
Xia Ziang looked horrified and shook Hua Daoming's unresponsive body desperately.
"ah......!"
He was so angry that his black hair was spread all over his head. The dragon energy turned into a ferocious angry dragon, soaring into the sky, and his roar went straight to the sky!
At this moment, he was like an angry king, his eyes were red, he was holding his brother's gradually cold body in his arms, looking up to the sky and roaring, even though the ancestral dragon veins were broken, he still condensed a series of mighty dragons under the power of his innate dragon body. Angry, all mountains tremble!
Ye Nan looked at the scene in front of her quietly, her eyes that were originally as clear as water were now as cold as ice.
This was the second time she had witnessed the tragedy caused by the Yuhua Shen Dynasty, and she herself was the witness of the first tragedy.
She believed that she and Xia Ziang would never be the end, because in the pictures Yu Lin showed in the past, in addition to her brother, there were also different young people such as Buddha and Taoist nuns.
Since my brother is dead, I believe that those young people are also in trouble. I am afraid that they all sacrificed their lives to an unimaginable artifact as seen before. And that artifact seems to be closely related to the blue planet seen before.
As the answer she wanted to pursue became clearer, Ye Nan felt more and more insignificant. She had a hunch that this answer might be shocking and shake the world.
This means that she must be strong enough to get this answer.
Ye Nan's beautiful eyes were like snow, and she made up her mind.
"The accumulated yang becomes the spirit, and there is form in the spirit. The form is born in the sun, and the sun is born in the moon. The accumulated yin is formed, and there is spirit in the form..."
The ethereal sound of chanting suddenly sounded from this place. The scriptures are mysterious and infinitely wonderful.
At the same time, the central imperial capital was gradually illuminated by a soft Buddha's light. The scriptures flowed gently through Xia Ziang's boiling heart like water, and actually made him gradually calm down. He hugged Hua Daoming's body and stared blankly. Turn around.
But I saw an old monkey sitting cross-legged in the sky, with a majestic appearance, with holy Buddha light blooming all over his body, and reciting scriptures.
"The origin of the heart is clear, and everything is shattered by the light. The energy is strong, and all the feelings are breathed. Observe all things with one heart..."
At this time, several people were surprised to find that whether it was the corpse of his brother in Xia Ziang's arms, or the corpses of the royal family and soldiers densely packed in the dynasty, they were all glowing, with many glowing light spots floating out, like tens of thousands of fireflies. Flying high, then disappeared into the void.
The old monkey finished chanting, slowly fell from the air, recited the Buddha's name, and said with a compassionate face:
"This is the scripture left by Lingbao Tianzun to save people. If there is reincarnation here, I believe this scripture can protect them and reincarnate safely. Thousands of years later, a similar flower will reappear in the world."
Lingbao Tianzun is one of the nine ancient gods in the mythical age. The secret method he created has been lost in the long river of history, but he left behind a scripture to save people. Although it is not helpful for practice, it has all kinds of gods and ghosts. The ability to measure it seems to lead to the underworld.
Under the influence of the Book of Saviors, Xia Ziang had calmed down. His face was full of tears. He gently put down his brother's body and bowed to the old monkey.
Then he turned around suddenly, his eyes became sharp, and he scanned the cold bodies of many soldiers, royal family members, and civil and military officials of the dynasty, and spoke softly:
"I, Xia Zi'ang, was born with the body of a dragon, and I am a prince. I should have used my true dragon's resources to promote the hegemony of the Chinese emperor, determine the world, dominate the heroes, and last forever! But the fate of heaven is impermanent. One day, the dynasty collapsed. , the ancestral dragon was shattered, and the mountains and mausoleums were stained with blood. Now the culprit has been brought to justice, and he will use his blood to sacrifice the hero's soul! If I were a saint and wanted to establish a dynasty again, I would call him Daxia with my surname!"
Xia Ziang's voice was not loud, but every word was so loud that it was sonorous and powerful, like a vow, deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.
Clang!
He raised his hand, and a soldier's sharp sword flew towards him. Xia Ziang cut his wrist, made a fist with one hand, and let the bright red blood flow. It actually combined with the dragon's energy and turned into blood-red real dragons. Xiang, the dragon roars in bursts.
"I swear this oath with my blood!"
Feng Yichen waved his hand, and ten pitch-black wine jars appeared in the air, each half a meter high. They were lined up one after another, exuding a strong aroma of wine.
He pushed hard, and ten wine jars exploded at the same time, scattering into the blood-stained Central Imperial Capital. Then he waved his scepter, took off the head of the heavenly general, and threw it at Xia Ziang.
Zheng!
Xia Ziang held a sharp sword, pierced it with one sword, and then raised the sharp sword high in the air.
"Sacrifice the hero's soul with his blood!"
boom!
Ye Nan mobilized the power of the sun, and under the influence of strong wine, a raging fire ignited in an instant. Xia Ziang inserted the head directly on the ground, saluted the raging fire and several people in front of him, and did not look back. The ground left.
"A good man has his ambitions in all directions, just like the mountains in the world. Brother Xia, go well!"
Feng Yichen raised a glass of strong wine to Xia Ziang and drank it down in one gulp. Bai Pilian covered his eyes and looked in the direction Xia Ziang left.
Ye Nan sent a message to the old monkey and asked the little squirrel to stay with him. Regardless of the little squirrel's reluctance, she left here in an instant.
She has made up her mind to rely on the origin of this Tao-slaying King to completely break the shackles between the two secret realms and continue the dead end road against heaven.
