"It's really the destiny of the Great Flame"
Raven Saint Yin Nanyu looked into the sky, murmuring in disbelief.
I was extremely puzzled.
Hasn’t the Great Yan Dynasty perished?
As far as she knew, three years ago, the world was in chaos and military chaos broke out. Since the battle across the river, the Great Flame has been exhausted.
The King of Xia boasted a million-strong army with extremely powerful troops. He had an unparalleled female commander under his command. He led the army to conquer Yandu and surrounded the entire palace. All the royal family were killed.
The Yandu was defeated, and various places were in despair. Later, even if they had the power to resist, they were all suppressed by the Daxia army.
Within a year, it calmed down.
In other words, Dayan’s destiny is over.
But the silver-scaled dragon in front of him is indeed the symbol of Great Yan's national destiny.
It is said that more than 800 years ago, the road to ascend to the immortal world was cut off, causing a great disaster. The fate of the human race declined, and many immortal sects fell. Then there was chaos in the world with monsters and demons, the world was in chaos, the people were in dire straits, and all life was in ruins. This was a great disaster for the human race.
It was at this time that a ruthless man appeared. Rumor has it that he was an immortal who came to the world just to kill tribulations. He wiped out the evil spirits, pacified the world, shocked the world, annexed eight wastelands, and established the Great Flame, which is known throughout the world. Taizu.
Taizu Dayan led the Immortal Sect and restored a bright world to the world. Only then did the Immortal Sect regain its vitality.
Taizu made a rule that the Immortal Sect governs Lingshan and the Great Flame governs the secular world. If nothing happens, they will not interfere with each other.
This is certain for hundreds of years.
Since then, Dayan's national destiny has been the Silver Scaled Dragon.
Now it seems that the Great Flame Qi is not exhausted yet.
Raven Saint Yin Nanyu thought blankly.
"Boom!"
The sky and the earth were turbulent, and golden lin-shaped clouds covered the sky for hundreds of miles.
Accompanied by crackling and shattering thunder.
A sinuous body leaped in the clouds, and a silver-scaled dragon swooped down from the golden vortex, roaring in waves!
The dragon's eyes are a pair of golden vertical pupils, shining with fierce flames, and the silver scales are shining brightly in the golden sea, and they are still evolving.
The golden light intertwined, creating a huge blazing sun that crazily devoured the surrounding spiritual energy.
In an instant, the giant sun and the sky dragon appeared at the same time, turning into yin and yang, and slowly fell on Zhao Huai's body.
At the same time, [Dragon-Shaking Destiny] surged with purple light in the sea of consciousness, covering up the heavenly secrets in this area and protecting him.
Zhao Huai was bathing in the vast golden sea, and no one could spy on his condition.
Above the sky.
A disciple of the Wangxian Sect swallowed his saliva and said with great shock: "Two, they are actually two visions!"
When the sheep-bearded old Taoist saw the vision of the blazing sun, he was slightly startled and said in surprise: "It is recorded in the classics that the ancient immortals generally had many kinds of visions in the realm of golden elixir. This turns out to be true!"
He was shocked, with disbelief in his eyes.
This was the first time he had seen such a scene!
"Elder, what are the effects of these two visions?"
The fierce man holding black and yellow gloves came to the old Taoist and asked curiously.
His realm is also close to perfection, and pill formation is something he will soon have to face.
The old man with a goatee explained slowly: "After the monks arrive at the golden elixir, they naturally get rid of the shackles of their spiritual roots. Their cultivation depends entirely on the quality of the golden elixir. The more turns the golden elixir has, the faster the practice will be. At the same time, whether the golden elixir's vision is powerful , determines the speed at which the monk absorbs spiritual energy."
"The speed possessed by the two visions must be extremely terrifying. The future of this child is limitless. In his lifetime, he may be able to aspire to the highest seven-turn golden elixir in the current spiritual world."
"With the blessing of destiny, it is not a bad idea to reach the eighth turn."
As for the legendary ninth turn, the sheep-bearded old man couldn't even think about it.
If he reaches the ninth level, he might be able to reach a realm that no one had even thought about eight hundred years ago.
After listening to the elder's narration, the strong man's eyes were a little dull.
Although the vision in front of him was still evolving, his mentality was different.
His name is Chu Longxiang, and he is known as the most talented among the younger generation of Wangxian Sect.
With the Heavenly Spiritual Root that is rare in a century, he had all the major sects compete for his scalp. After careful consideration, he entered the Wangxian Sect, a major sect.
He lived up to expectations, and after decades of effort, he stood at the pinnacle of the secular world.
He was even given a personal magic weapon by the sect leader himself, and said that he could easily break through the golden elixir, and that it was very promising to aspire to become the Nascent Soul God.
Unexpectedly, today I met a more evil guy and witnessed changes that had not happened in a century.
How ridiculous!
How is this possible?
Chu Longxiang stood in the void, unable to believe that the scene in front of him was real.
Although Tianlong is a phantom, his power is unmatched and even affects the celestial phenomena!
The vision on Zhao Huai's body was just an introduction, but this introduction made the Great Yan Tianlong Guoyun, who had been sleeping for several years, slowly wake up, open his eyes, and turn over, and the invisible movement gradually spread to the entire Great Xia world.
"The national destiny has recovered!"
Looking at the phantom of the sky dragon, the old man in Confucian robes actually had tears in his eyes.
He waited hard for three years. These three years seemed to be a joke played by God on him. At this time, the hope in his heart was rekindled.
Even Zhao Huai himself could not have imagined that when he entered the mysterious level of elixir transformation, his increasingly majestic luck would inadvertently awaken the great Yan national destiny that had been sleeping in Zhongzhou Continent.
The moment the Heavenly Dragon National Destiny in Zhongzhou was awakened, the entire Daxia people, from wealthy businessmen, officials, and scholars to farmers, foot soldiers, and sergeants, were all stunned for a moment. It just happened for a moment.
Then it returned to normal, and then I did what I had to do.
Most people didn't know what happened, and they didn't realize the reason for their confusion just now.
In an ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River.
Blacksmith shop.
"Ding ding!"
A middle-aged blacksmith is holding a hammer and banging a hot red sword. The wall beside is filled with various weapons.
The blacksmith has a serious expression, bright eyes, a sturdy back, a steel beard on his face, and a pair of strong shoulders covered with criss-crossed muscles, stained with shiny sweat stains.
Every time it is struck, the spiritual power emanating from the whole body splashes out, and the blazing sword is put into the century-old mysterious water to cool down.
"Zizzi!"
A large amount of steam filled the air, blocking the view.
A sharp sword was forged in an instant.
Suddenly, the middle-aged blacksmith looked at his proud work and paused for a second.
Then he frowned, as if he noticed something, and the blood in his heart seemed to feel something.
He raised his head, stood by the window, looked in a certain direction, and laughed:
"Hahaha! Heaven will never stop my great flames!"
"Brothers everywhere should feel it too."
He took one last look at the things placed deep in the shop and smiled excitedly.
"After all, Zhongzhou is still my world."
Deep in the shop, there is a complete set of red jade armor, tiger head shoulder armor, silver dragon tattoo on the chest, and a dragon head mysterious spear standing next to it, exuding a mysterious luster.
The capital of Daxia.
The terrifying vision quickly attracted the attention of the Supervisor Tiansi. Their job was to observe the celestial phenomena and fortune at all times, and record the information in history books using superficial qi-gazing techniques.
Their eyes looked at the majestic destiny of the south, the destiny of the heavenly dragon and the country presented in the celestial phenomena, their eyes widened and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
My eyes are about to pop out.
This is the destiny of the Heavenly Dragon!
They know what this means!
Tianlong is the totem of the Great Yan Dynasty and has been passed down for hundreds of years. They also lived under the rule of Great Yan, and almost everyone knows about it.
I wanted to report it to the emperor immediately!
The Hall of Nourishing Heart.
Covered by bead curtains, the glazed imperial desk was filled with memorials. The young and scheming new emperor rubbed his eyes, looking exhausted.
Since Yu Yunping came to the throne, he worked hard and diligently every day, and did not even go to the harem.
He regarded his father's actions as a counterexample and believed that neglecting government affairs was a taboo.
So the weekly court meeting was changed to once a day.
And no matter how big or small, ask personally.
Although it was tiring, he enjoyed it.
Isn't this what you yearn for?
Daxia has settled down, and the government is providing relief for the famine in the south. He deliberately laid off many redundant troops in the north and western Xinjiang, and all the extra food and wages are used for disaster relief.
In addition, the palace reduced clothing and diet, and abolished many complicated etiquette and customs, all in order to save money.
Everything is getting better, and under his own hands, Daxia will surely regain its prosperity.
Lying on the soft couch, I thought happily, and then planned to take a nap and rest for a while.
Suddenly, his mind buzzed, and a dragon roar sounded.
Yu Yunping opened his eyes suddenly, sat up immediately, his eyes were sharp, how could he still feel sleepy?
He opened the wooden window and looked south, his eyes slightly narrowed.
I saw it above the Daxia Palace.
A skinny red-eyed golden dragon suddenly appeared, crouching above the capital, roaring towards the sky towards the south.
It was as if his sacred authority had been violated and he was demonstrating against it.
Looking at the majestic dragon destiny in the south.
Yu Yunping couldn't help but take a breath of air and was shocked.
"This is the national destiny of Dayan, Yinlin Tianlong!"
"How can it be!"
When he first invaded the capital, he saw with his own eyes all the royal family being beheaded!
How could it happen again!
Yu Yunping couldn't believe it in his mind, but at this time, it was obvious that the national destiny of Daxia was indeed rising in the south.
He didn't want to admit it, but it did exist, and the luck in this dragon was extremely majestic, and it existed for a long time.
As soon as he thought about this, he shouted angrily:
"Asshole!"
"I am the true Dragon Emperor!"
"A mere remnant of the Great Flame, yet they still don't want to give up!"
Yu Yunping clenched his fists tightly, his chest burning with anger.
"I originally thought that after Daxia became stable, the biggest hidden danger would be outside. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be inside Daxia."
As the son of the Great Xia Dynasty, Yu Yunping had a very keen sense of the national destiny.
As long as there is a little noise, it can't be hidden from him.
"Your Majesty, officials from the Supervisory Office are here to see you."
The chief eunuch serving the emperor slowly walked into the door and said softly.
"Let them go."
Yu Yunping said angrily.
"yes."
The head eunuch couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't know why His Majesty suddenly got angry.
"Wait a minute."
He turned around and was about to leave when he was stopped again.
Yu Yunping gritted his teeth and said: "Pass an edict and notify all ministers to hold a court meeting!"
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is the case at this time," the head eunuch said with a worried expression.
"All officials must be present, and those who violate it will be severely punished!"
"yes!"
After receiving the order, the chief eunuch immediately left the palace and summoned the entire ceremonial department.
Yu Yunping leaned against the wooden railing of the window and said with deep eyes:
"There can only be one dragon in this world."
Lingshan.
Wuji Immortal Sect.
The white mist is boundless, the cranes are beautiful, the mountains are winding, and under the sky, they are vast and boundless.
Beside a fairy peak and a spiritual pond, there was an old man in a bamboo hat, fishing quietly. There were a few seemingly inconspicuous small fish in the straw hat next to him.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that these small fish look quite strange.
One of them was actually the jade-eyed green dragon that was caught last time, but for some unknown reason, it turned into the miniature form it is now.
The changes in the world made his calm eyelids rise slightly.
"Recently, the world is becoming more and more chaotic. First, the old and the new are changing places, and then the two dragons are fighting for destiny. When will they end?"
The old fishing man stretched out his right hand and began to calculate carefully, preparing to deduce some worldly secrets, but as he calculated, he couldn't help but frown.
Tianji seemed to be telling him.
stop looking! stop looking!
This isn't the first time I've seen this happen.
The last encounter left a deep impression on him!
"No way"
"Is it possible that my Tianjixian calculated something wrong?"
The old fisherman simply did not believe that the same thing would happen twice.
I felt itchy inside and was very curious, but in the end I couldn't help it and forced myself to take a look.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a thunderous sound, thunder rolled across the sky.
This time, there were three terrifying "clicks" of thunder falling.
It hit him continuously.
The old fishing man's hair exploded, his face was burnt black, and his eyes exploded into blood mist.
Compared to the last time, the power and quantity of this sky thunder actually improved.
The baby's gleaming shadow slowly emerged, blasting out a stream of pure energy. The old fisherman's head was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were also growing rapidly.
Soon, the head returned to its original state, no different from before.
His face just turned a bit paler.
The old fishing man was silent for a long time, and after holding it in for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said something.
"It's the same person!"
The result he just speculated was exactly the same as last time, and the consequences were even worse.
Because this is basically the same person!
"Hahaha! Linghai, you sometimes fall in the same place twice."
The space here fluctuates slightly.
An old man in plain robes, twirling his beard and smiling, came to the old fishing man's side in an instant.
Facing the ridicule, the old fisherman didn't take it seriously and said calmly:
"I didn't expect that such a person would appear among Yanzu's descendants. No wonder he was confident back then."
The old man in plain robes smiled slightly: "Indeed, ancestor Yan once said that the Immortal Sect must not interfere with the secular world, and we do not need to intervene in the survival of Great Yan. Looking at it now, it was expected."
"Can't you interfere? I think some people can't hold themselves back for a long time." The old fisherman snorted coldly.
"The people from the Demon Sect really can't control it."
The old fishing man put down his fishing rod and stood up slowly, his eyes blazing: "With this figure, his achievements in the future will be immeasurable, and he is a descendant of Yanzu. Can you bear it and not accept him as your disciple?"
"The neutral position of the Immortal Sect must not be shaken. Everything depends on his own destiny." The old man in plain robes said with a smile.
He is the headmaster of Wuji Immortal Sect and Taoist Wuji.
The same thing happened to other immortal sects.
Another place in Lingshan.
Immortality Taoist Temple.
The incense and sandalwood are strong, and the Taoism is prosperous forever.
These ten characters are written on both sides of the inner door of the Taoist temple, which is very conspicuous.
There are three immortal statues sitting inside, all of which were immortals from thousands of years ago.
There is a huge ginseng tree in the temple, which is a hundred feet high. The ginseng fruits on the branches look like children, crystal clear and full of spiritual power.
A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a jade crown sat cross-legged under the tree, slowly opened his eyes, and showed a happy smile.
"He is actually a descendant of Yan Ancestor. When Great Yan was destroyed, I knew that Great Yan's life should not be cut off, and the Taoist temple's incense was dim. Now if we don't seize the opportunity to win over, wouldn't it give other immortal sects an advantage? ?”
ps: There is too much content these days, I will sort it out.
