When Zhan Changfeng was in shock and doubt, he saw the old man entering the palace in the light group and found the old emperor.
At this time, the old emperor was not old, he was still in his prime. He pulled the old man and cried bitterly, "God is going to destroy my Yi family!"
He just went to take a peek at his grandson who was born, only to find that his grandson was actually his granddaughter!
The old man comforted him, "That's why I came. I figured she was the continuation of Yin Chaoxin."
"Impossible. I can't hand over the Yin Dynasty to this granddaughter. How will I face my ancestors after I die?"
"Hey, didn't your daughter-in-law tell you that this is a grandson? Just think of it as a grandson. Be more liberal. It's better than nothing."
The old emperor couldn't think about it. Is the Yin Dynasty really going to die in his hands?
"Do you believe me?" the old man asked.
"Master is an expert hermit, and he has wonderful plans. How can I not believe it?" The old emperor's eyebrows were tangled, and suddenly he seemed to have figured out something. He bowed deeply to the old man, "Master, please give me some advice!"
"It is not impossible for you to keep Yin Chao forever. The key lies in this newborn baby. However, this baby's destiny is too noble for you and Yin Chao to bear. If you find a way to bear it, China will not be able to escape Yin's applause."
The old emperor took a breath, "Then, what should we do?"
"Find her another parent."
"What do you mean?" The old emperor was suspicious, "You mean to say that we are acquainted with each other?"
"It can't be an ordinary dry marriage, it's an adoption."
"Who is qualified to have my royal family's child?!"
"Of course ordinary people don't have it, so they're not human."
"Sacrifice to the gods?" The old emperor felt that it was feasible for some reason, "Then which god should I recognize?"
"Then I will recognize the supreme god of this world, the supreme ancestor of Hunyuan, the infinite and unbeginning Holy Yuanzun Emperor."
The old emperor did not question why he did not know the name of the god. He intuitively felt that it was true and asked eagerly, "When will the sacrifice be held? What do I need to prepare?"
"I will prepare it for you. You only need to burn incense, bathe and meditate for three days. After three days, I will take you to see the Supreme God and ask for the name of the newborn. If it succeeds, I will take her to fulfill the wish. This is all etiquette."
"Okay, okay." The old emperor lowered his head and murmured, "I'll wait for three days."
Three days later, the old emperor, wearing the black dragon emperor robe worn during sacrifices, saw the old man who entered the palace again, "Master, do you want to do this?"
"right."
What the old emperor wanted to do was completely different from what the old man wanted to do.
The old man asked solemnly, "Taihuang Mountain was once a sacred mountain that connects to the sky. It connects the divine palace above and leads to the ancestral line of a world. Because the world of heaven and earth fell apart and the ancestral line collapsed, Taihuang Mountain also became an ordinary mountain. Now we are using our spiritual power to Xiaofeng serves as a matchmaker and continues the divine path, are you willing to go and ask for a name for your granddaughter?"
The old emperor didn't care about the mysterious things he said. Whatever he said was what he said. He just wanted to keep the Yin Dynasty, "I do!"
"Okay!" The old man received a positive answer and shouted, "Mingzhu, why don't you come with me?"
He chanted the sacrificial song, and a shadow separated from the old emperor's body, condensing into a Taoist priest with a solemn appearance.
The Taoist's expression was slightly dazed, and he seemed to understand the current situation. He did not resist. It turned out that this disaster should be here.
He is the Wuxiang Supreme Lord who is now in the mortal world and has been enshrined in front of the shrine.
"I wish to go there brightly." This was the cause and effect he owed to the gods and people since his birth, and he suddenly felt sad.
No one understands the kindness of the gods and people better than him. They created life and allowed the fire of life to ignite in various star realms, giving rise to all things in the sky. However, all living things are afraid of their power and feel that they are locked in a cage. Prisoners inside.
As they sacrifice themselves step by step and become weaker, the prisoners who gradually become stronger begin a self-righteous struggle.
All things owe the gods and people the cause and effect, but when all things turned their backs on us, we did not ask them to repay, otherwise, why would we end up where we are today.
The old man brought Mingzhu to Lingxiao Peak, where a hundred divine people gathered. They tried their best to connect the remaining ancestral veins of the earth in Xiaoli Realm to Lingxiao Peak and reopen the road to the gods.
This time, Mingzhu led the way and led the divine people to the top of the mountain. On the huge Temple of Heaven, the nine divine cauldrons were still there, but there was no shadow of the temple behind the Temple of Heaven.
Mingzhu was helpless. He remembered that when the world of heaven and earth fell apart, he fell from the divine cauldron for nine days. It took him tens of thousands of years to achieve perfection, but he could never remember how the shrine he was waiting for disappeared.
Even if the divine path is reopened, how will the divine people find the Supreme God if the divine palace is not there.
As expected, the gods and people showed martyrdom-like determination in their expressions, "Please use the technique of retrospection to express the merits of the gods and people in creating life."
Mingzhu thinks they are crazy!
The high priest led ninety-nine people of the gods, sacrificed boundless and majestic creation merits, and used the magic of retrospection to trace back the time of the Temple of Heaven to 120,000 years ago, when the world of heaven and earth had not yet collapsed!
The majestic and quiet shrine appeared, and the sound of the avenue lingered endlessly. The high priest prostrated himself outside the closed door of the palace. After the collapse of the world of heaven and earth, the people of the gods could no longer feel the presence of the supreme god, even if the shrine appeared. Same thing.
He recalled the future that was most likely to succeed, ordered Mingzhu to light the nine divine cauldrons, and asked him to pray to the shrine as a human emperor, while the high priest and ninety-nine gods presided over the adoption ceremony.
The high priest tried to adopt an adoptive way to transfer the newborn's fate as a citizen of God and now as a crown prince to the protection of the Supreme God, and re-establish contact with the Supreme God!
?We are nervously waiting for the response from the palace. Among countless possible futures, this is an important node. If we fail, the future that is most likely to succeed will completely disappear!
The sacrificial words have been chanted, the blessings are still continuing, and the people of the gods are waiting anxiously.
Finally, the majesty of the great avenue came, and the flames in the nine divine cauldrons surged into the sky, turning into four-character divine inscriptions in their eyes.
The prince lives forever.
The people of God could not contain their surprise. The Supreme God recognized the existence of the newborn baby and gave it a name!
Mingzhu's soul returned to this mortal world and became the old emperor again. He was at a loss and asked, "Master, why don't you do some rituals?"
"The ritual has been completed. Emperor Yuan Zun has recognized her. Remember her title is Prince Changsheng. You quickly teach her to be a governor. I will take her to complete the remaining rituals in three years." The high priest took out a belt. Yellow jade with tripod pattern, "You put this on her, it will be useful."
This yellow jade was the Tude Lun suppressed by the two deities in China, and was later found by the high priest.
Seeing this, the Fengchan scene in Zhan Changfeng's memory slowly revealed its true colors.
She had met the high priest before. One night, she woke up in the middle of the night and saw that she was still lying on the couch. Next to her, an old man in white robe looked at her and said that he would take her to become a monk.
"What kind of Zen?"
"Please ask Emperor Yuan Zun to officially designate you as the Son of God."
She walked to the door and saw the old emperor who was different from before. The old emperor held her hand and nodded towards the old man in white robe.
They seemed to have arrived at the foot of Lingxiao Peak in an instant.
"You have to walk this journey yourself."
She obediently began to climb the mountain, slowly walking up the endless stone steps.
The old emperor accompanied her, and behind her were not the hundreds of officials he thought he was, but hundreds of gods and people. They chanted in a language that no one could understand, and walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
Yi Changsheng said: "We are a little annoyed."
This was probably the first time she saw Yi Changsheng express his displeasure. She was annoyed at first, but now she wasn't bothered anymore, and she only focused on comforting Yi Changsheng. After all, she rarely had the opportunity to be gentle.
