Lian Chao went from a first-level disabled monk whose Dantian was shattered to a rising star in the world of cultivation. Along the way, he often encountered powerful opponents, and he often even experienced situations where his life was hanging by a thread and yet he survived. But there has never been a time like that day. The majestic power that came in that moment was like the falling sky, the boiling sea water, the passing creatures, nothing more than ants and mayflies. How should they resist?
There was nowhere to hide. In the moment before the attack broke out, Lian Chao had actually completed the defense with his excellent combat consciousness. He used his own spiritual power to link up the magical weapons around him and continuously superimposed them, deploying multiple protective shields. In the past, he solemnly named this move "Law Aias". The earliest reference to Greek mythology was the bronze shield covered with seven layers of cowhide that Ajax used to block Hector's spear. The domestic ACG circle also translates it as "Seven Rings Covered by the Sky". In the Fate series, it is the only defensive weapon that Red A is good at. Each layer of defense is as thick as a city wall.
Of course, the immortal version of LawAias has been upgraded a lot. In addition to the protective shield being far more than seven layers, it is definitely much stronger than the original setting. After all, if a brick-and-earth structure like a city wall does not have an enchantment, how can a monk above the divine transformation stage It can be shattered with one palm.
But this kind of defense is still not enough in the face of the opponent's attack. Those protective shields are as light as sugar glass. When he was dragged into the bottom of the lake more than 2,000 meters deep, the last layer of the shield on his body was in danger. The weight of tens of millions of tons of lake water came up in an instant. He almost couldn't hold on, and he vomited out blood in big mouthfuls. , and soon dispersed in the lake water, leaving only the faint red color.
Hector's spear passed through the first six layers of cowhide of the bronze shield, but stopped at the last layer. The myth miraculously reappeared in this world with a completely different system, but Lian Chao knew that absolute suppression would not leave you even a glimmer of hope.
He survived only because his attacker had no intention of killing him.
Under the claustrophobic water, a huge black tombstone stood vertically in front of him, with ancient but unfamiliar characters engraved on it - the large seal script he often came into contact with when he was practicing calligraphy in elementary school.
Now, they record the crash of an ancient capital city.
Lian Chao turned on a homemade strong-light flashlight and read the inscription line by line. Finally, the beam of light lingered on a four-letter word that appeared repeatedly - "Nanming Zhuque".
At this time, there was a strong shaking underground, and the sand was lifted up, blocking the view. Only a blurry shadow remained on the black stone tablet, and the shadow was crumbling.
Was there an earthquake underwater?
Unable to use his spiritual consciousness, he could not find the location where the mountain cracked when he came. The lake was the safest exit. Lian Chao frowned, ignoring that the body protective shield had not been repaired yet, he forced his spiritual power to float upwards. The strange vision appeared almost at the same time as he started to move. As he moved upward, the sediment and water flow at the bottom of the lake also moved upward. It was as if there was a huge inverted vortex above, sucking the water flow from the bottom of the lake in one direction. After floating for about a hundred meters, he was blocked by an invisible barrier. At the same time, the lake water around him flowed out without any obstacles. All the water at the bottom of the lake was evacuated. He used the air control technique in time to save himself. As for free falling again.
He could breathe, and the oxygen content in this cavity was actually not low. Lian Chao quickly sealed his mouth and nose again, and rested in his Dantian. He seemed to smell the smell of sulfur.
Sure enough, the good times did not last long.
A red light lit up at the bottom of the dark lake, then two, three... more and more, winding like a snake, illuminating the entire cavity at the bottom of the lake red. Those red lights were clearly flowing earth fire. The ground fire seemed to be burning up from the deep hell. A large amount of white water vapor was evaporated from the wet mud. The heat wave surged, and the bottom of the lake seemed to be burned into a huge charcoal.
In a sea of fire, the shrill chirping of birds exploded out of thin air like thunder, and at the same time, pillars of fire began to erupt one after another, impacting the water body a hundred meters above, just like the legendary eight-hot hell that covered the sky with flames and burned iron to the ground. . The erupting fire pillars are getting denser and denser, as if a gas stove has been set up at the bottom of the lake to boil the lake water!
Lian Chao was the unlucky fly trapped between the bottom of the pot and the fire.
"It's much stronger than what I imagined -" Sitting on the black tombstone was a man burning like a blazing flame. His crimson eyes stared at the young man surrounded by the pillars of fire, which was a bit playful.
Lian Chaojiang slowly pressed down his raised hand, as if turning off the valve of a gas stove. The fire began to weaken in the area about ten meters around him, and finally formed a small spherical safety zone. No matter how strong the momentum was, The fierce tongue of fire will be extinguished immediately once it gets close.
The playfulness on the man's lips became even more intense, "A monk's cultivation is based on the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time I have seen a Junzhou monk who uses wind as his original power."
His intonation is quite strange. Judging from the syllables, it still seems to be an isolated language, and the pronunciation is very flat. At first glance, people would mistake it for one of the many strange and ever-changing dialects in the southern region of the country. But Lian Chao was able to understand his semantics, probably because his realm was much higher than his own. Under the one-sided suppression of spiritual consciousness, the stronger party could directly instill information into the other party's spiritual platform.
Lian Chao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. He floated above the fire, panting and sorting out the chaotic spiritual energy in his Dantian. He was still talking, "It may not be accurate to say the wind. This is the ability to control the energy." ."
This is his trump card that makes all opponents feel the most troublesome, the ability to manipulate any gas including air and even the atmosphere. Just like just now, he forcibly separated the nitrogen and oxygen from the air in a certain area. Without the oxygen, the flame would naturally be unable to burn.
Now he is surrounded by pure nitrogen, and the temperature of this nitrogen is dropping rapidly. When it reaches nearly absolute minus 210 degrees Celsius, it can form an ultra-high-pressure water flow when it thaws in an instant. The five elements come to an end, and water restrains fire. This is the most unexpected trump card he can use now.
Of course the man noticed Lian Chao's little movements, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he was quite interested in this novel change in physical state, so he hooked his index finger——
Lian Chao suddenly felt that the spiritual force field around him was chaotic. In the next moment, he lost the ability to control the air flow elements, and the raging flames drove straight in and hit his front door.
In the face of absolute power, the scientific knowledge he relies on is so vulnerable. This man is so tyrannical that he can rewrite the laws of nature!
Before losing control and falling into the sea of fire, the man mercifully let Lian Chao go. But serious injuries were unavoidable. He coughed up blood in pain, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs. It took a long time before he could stand upright.
"Junior...Lian Chao...I don't know who you are to respect me?" He cursed in his heart, and had to pretend to be a grandson and bowed to the man.
The man burst out laughing, his red hair dancing wildly in the heat. He put his fingers together and pressed the corners of his eyes, condescendingly looking at this stupid young man who was not even a fraction of his age, just like a king looking down at his subjects.
"Boy, listen carefully, my name is Rong Huan!"
Rong Huan, whose Taoist name was Lingguang, was the founding emperor of the Li Empire, which was unprecedented in the history of Jiuzhou. He was also the most powerful monk in the world of cultivation. Rumor has it that his cultivation had already surpassed the boundaries of mortals, and he was an immortal stranded in the world. , so he is respected as a "human fairy"!
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"It has been tens of thousands of years since the Li Dynasty fell, and Lord Lingguang's body has long been gone! Thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, the emperors took turns. I admit it. You give me a pretentious mouthful of 'senior' and 'junior' !!”
Rong Huan angrily fired countless streams of fire towards the lakeside. The firelight dyed the snow-capped mountains at night as red as the rising sun, but the cold frost blade accurately struck each stream of fire, and the force was controlled just right. It can only offset the two energies.
The white-haired young man put down his hand and nodded thoughtfully, "The idea of nitrogen seems to be feasible, but the gap in cultivation level back then was too big."
"Yes, yes," Rong Huan said with a strange air, "You are now the noble Xuan Emperor of Junzhou, the number one person in the cultivation world, and I am just a lonely ghost from the old era. What's so strange about winning me? ?!”
He sneered bitterly, "But don't be complacent and want to snatch the remaining meteorites from the sky? Although I am no match for you now, I have plenty of ways to make them fall into pieces!"
The white-haired young man just shook his head regretfully, "You were not like this back then, like an old hen protecting its eggs. At that time, you insisted on buying and selling half of the meteor to me. Did you ever think of today?"
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Fourteen hundred years ago, at the bottom of Nanming Lake,
Lian Chao, who had been able to maintain his composure from beginning to end, finally lost his temper this time. What kind of luck is this for him? Can a casual diplomatic visit fall into the hands of an ancient boss? !
"Senior..." He took a deep breath in his heart, "Senior, if I remember correctly, Lord Lingguang died tens of thousands of years ago in official history records..."
"Official history?" The crimson man raised his eyebrows. Are you talking about something like "Dali Entrepreneurship and Daily Life Notes"? I am the emperor, so naturally I can arrange for people to write whatever they want! "
Okay, let’s count you as the winner!
"Then what's the matter with the senior kidnapped the junior here?" Lian Chao didn't have the energy to worry about whether the other party's identity was true or false. He just wanted to go straight to the core of the problem, and then see if there was any way to get rid of him.
The situation is getting worse and worse. After all, the founding emperor's reputation in later generations is quite bad, especially for killing people without blinking an eye. It is said that he also likes to pick innocent women and children. Junzhou can now... All the allusions to stop children crying at night are indispensable for this boss. Even if we follow His Majesty's theory that "history is all about dressing up little girls," such a bad reputation isn't all dirty water thrown at him by his opponents, right?
However, the founding emperor who claimed to be from the previous dynasty did not directly answer Lian Chao's questions. He just squinted and looked at him up and down, as if he was assessing the value of a piece of pork. While looking at him, he commented as if no one was there:
"This appearance... hiss - it seems to be a bit too much. The pretty face looks unreliable. He seems to be a bit younger, but his cultivation speed is barely acceptable. That's just his temperament... I have to keep grinding! Nowadays, these young boys are always sharp and don’t know how to hurt others..."
Lian Chao couldn't bear it any longer, "Your Majesty, do you think this junior..."
"Are you married?"
"……ha?!"
The man repeated unhappily, "Let me ask, have you ever married a wife? Or are you already engaged?"
"...None of them." Lian Chao, a single mother and child, felt that he could no longer hide the tic-tac-toe veins on his forehead.
"That's not bad," the man nodded, "Come here and stamp a corner of your divine soul on this divine matchmaker's contract!"
A formation emerged behind him like water ripples, pushing the golden scroll out of thin air. It slowly unfolded in the red light. Even the twisted runes that lit up on it could not be deciphered, but the arrogant power in it was already there for him. Perceived.
This is a forbidden spell that was lost with the fall of the Li Dynasty. Every character is a component of the shackles that bind the monks. Once the oath is fulfilled, it can no longer be broken. If the oath is violated, it will only end up with both body and soul destroyed.
And the name "The Deed of the Divine Matchmaker" sounds like someone is selling themselves off...
Lian Chao was extremely vigilant, rehearsing over and over again in his mind whether there was any chance of him escaping unharmed. At the same time, he tried his best to delay, "Before asking me to sign the contract, you shouldn't have at least told me What’s the content of my contract?”
"What is written on it is a great thing," the man smiled happily, "Sign it, and you will be my consort, Princess Da Li!"
Lian Chao once thought he was hearing hallucinations.
...Consort? What direction is this going? Could it be the legendary ancient plot of Long Aotian where he accidentally fell off a cliff and met a white-bearded old man who wanted to teach him the skills and give his wife away? !
And didn’t the Li Dynasty fall for tens of thousands of years? Even monks in the Mahayana stage only have a lifespan of 8,000 years. If they can live this long without ascending, either the eldest princess is an awesome bug like her father; or... don't say she is so unclear. Did Lushu's ancestors build it with someone at the bottom of the lake all these years?
No matter which possibility it was, he shuddered just thinking about it. He said with difficulty:
"But you have just met this junior for the first time. Isn't this a bit..." Is it so casual to choose a son-in-law? No need, really not necessary.
"Hey - what does that matter! My daughter's husband should be the best man in the world, and you are destined to aspire to Junzhou, so you are the perfect match for her!"
Lian Chao felt liver pain again. Sure enough, the prophet mentioned by the Lord of Shuangyue City was this one. Anyway, he himself has never been interested in things like fortune telling and divination. You are so good at calculations, why didn't you first figure out how your Li Dynasty perished? !
But before he could argue, the fire dragon turned into flames roared towards him. He tried to resist, but the chaotic spiritual power in his Dantian was so overwhelming that he almost killed himself first. The next moment, he was dragged half-dead in front of Rong Huan.
The contract between the two of them was between the two of them. Behind the runes with flowing golden light, Rong Huan said slowly: "Hand over the soul, or do you want me to do it?"
Lian was making the final struggle with a lifeless spirit, "But Her Royal Highness the Princess has never met this junior. At least she should get along with me for a while, right? A woman has a delicate mind. If she doesn't like me, this delay will not be in vain." To ensure the princess’s lifelong happiness?”
Rong Huan was indeed stunned for a moment. It must be that the long-standing patriarchal thinking of the feudal lords had reached a dead end.
Lian Chao kept up his efforts, and he probably had never been so sharp-tongued in his entire life today, blurting out all kinds of rational and emotional words, "Besides, what if the princess already has someone she likes? This Didn't the divine matchmaker's contract break up a pair of mandarin ducks for no reason? The princess's resentment towards the younger generation is secondary. If she also hates you, it will really be a rift between flesh and blood, and the gain will not be worth the loss..."
"Absolutely impossible!" Rong Huan suddenly interrupted him sharply, "According to the time, my Huang'er has just broken out of her shell. She has been worshiped by the Brahma Temple in Zhuzhou for generations. She was a Brahmin saint when she was born. What wild boy dares to get involved? For her?!"
