Coming out of Youtian in the northwest, the Tengu waiter carried Duan De's body and put it into the feathered green coffin. They passed through the four sacred palaces of Chixiao, Bixiao, Qingxiao and Jiangxiao, and finally arrived at Zixiao Palace, the dojo of the Emperor of Heaven.
Zixiao Palace is not the Lingxiao Palace where the Heavenly Emperor meets. It does not have extravagant ornate decorations, and it does not have the splendor and sanctity of the Gods' meeting. Instead, it is a simple Taoist charm, calm and natural, and is an elegant ancient place.
The white clouds are flowing leisurely, and yellow cranes are flying between the clouds and mist, just like a Taoist hometown. Zhang Ruoxu is sitting in the haze in a feather coat, drinking tea and talking about Taoism, contentedly, with only a piano and a sword in front of him.
"Emperor of Heaven!"
The Tengu attendant put down the feathered green coffin, bowed respectfully, and stood to one side.
Zhang Ruoxu looked up and asked with a smile: "How are the etiquette I asked you to prepare?"
The Tengu attendant solemnly said: "The Emperor of Heaven has been found. It is an inheritance from outside the underworld. It is said to be the oldest ritual handed down from the era of the Emperor of Hades."
"Already ready, play or not."
Zhang Ruoxu glanced at the coffin board with a half-smile, nodded, and waved his hand.
The Tengu waiter opened a passage, and at the end of the passage was a real funeral team, proficient in playing, playing, and singing.
As soon as the suona sounded and the cloth was covered, the whole village, old and young, were waiting for the food to be served, walking and carrying it, followed by a blanket of white. As soon as the coffin was lifted and buried in the soil, relatives and friends began to cry, and they would never come back to this world again.
Listening to the sorrow and music in his ears, even the Emperor Zhang Ruoxu had to praise: "What a professional!"
As the Heavenly Emperor, Zhang Ruoxu's Feng Shui attainments could not reach the level of the Origin Emperor, but they were more than enough than the Origin Heavenly Master. He quickly selected a tomb with beautiful scenery for Duan De and buried him in it.
When Duan De was buried, Zhang Ruoxu squatted down and offered Duan De a stick of incense from time to time.
This is an extremely ancient ritual. It is said to have been passed down by the Emperor of Hades and can help the dead resurrect.
Although after eons of time, even if it is resurrected, it is still the corpse that has channeled spirit into spirit.
But Zhang Ruoxu believed that the magic left by Hades Emperor must have some special uses for Hades Emperor himself.
Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, inside the mountain, a fat man emerged from his feathered green coffin and sat up with a blank look on his face: "Isn't this poor man being chased into heaven?"
At this moment, Duan De entered the realm of recovery and was in a mysterious and mysterious state, and his soul fell into some kind of reincarnation.
"Heavenly Court? That's not right, Emperor Zun is my disciple, why would Heavenly Court pursue me?!"
"That's not right. How can I, a half-step quasi-emperor, accept the Emperor as my disciple? Who am I?"
Duan De talked to himself, slowly climbed up from the ground, and broke through the soil. As soon as he got out, he staggered because there was already a person sitting at the exit. He had long hair and a handsome face. A god.
"Who are you?!" Duan De exclaimed.
Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, fellow Taoist Emperor of the Underworld."
"How can you be the Emperor of Heaven? The Emperor of Heaven is my disciple!" Duan De blurted out what he meant, and then he reacted and said with a horrified look: "You are the Emperor of Hades, bah, you are the Emperor of Ming!"
"How is this going?!"
Looking at Duan De, who was recalling the past and having a confused memory, Zhang Ruoxu showed a trace of pity, shook his head and said: "You are the Emperor of the Underworld, Cao Yusheng, this is not the end of mythology, it is the end of ancient times, the beginning of ancient times."
Everyone has their own different path. Different life encounters lead to different trajectories. Before life reaches its end, there will be various possibilities. Everyone is the only protagonist in his own life, and he is also a supporting role and passer-by in other people's lives, thus intertwining the human world.
Only Duan De struggled to survive the millions of years of reincarnation, watching all his friends in the world pass away, time and time again, and only he knew the sadness and sorrow in it.
Perhaps the usual irregularities were used to cover up the pain in his heart.
Duan De suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, he slowly asked himself:
"Who am I? I am the Underworld Emperor, I am Cao Yusheng!"
"But where do I come from? Where on earth am I going?"
Duan De frowned tightly, pursuing the final answer.
"The struggle in the mortal world is to pursue the final answer."
"Fellow Taoist, you might as well discuss reincarnation."
Zhang Ruoxu's body is radiant and the treasure is solemn, just like a reincarnation god. A reincarnation seal shines through the ages, shining brightly.
One reincarnation seal stimulated the three reincarnation seals in Duan De's body. A trace of the past emerged in his mind, and a little bit of memory was restored in a short time.
Since being buried in the ancient times, Cao Yusheng, the Lord of Tribulation, has formed a reincarnation seal.
Buried in the early years of the myth, he was excavated by Emperor Zun, and the Hades Emperor formed the second seal of reincarnation.
He was buried at the end of the myth, and in the years between the lunar sun and the sun, he became enlightened in a different way and concluded the third seal of reincarnation.
This is the fourth life. He should have continued to sleep for millions of years, but under the influence of Emperor Ming's alternative reincarnation seal, Emperor Pluto revived and was born.
"Whoever wakes up from a big dream first will know it in my life."
Duan De pointed to the sky with one finger and the ground with the other. The black and white energy behind him was intertwined, as if he was carrying reincarnation on his back.
The Heavenly Lord who sorted out the five secret realms in the past returned, and the Hades Emperor who used corpses and source magic to become a Taoist and opened up the path to reincarnation was reborn.
"After millions of years, there is another Heavenly Emperor!"
The Emperor of the Underworld, Cao Yusheng, looked at Zhang Ruoxu and sighed with emotion: "I have become an immortal and built the road for a million autumns. The stars have died and the moon has withered. My heart is sad. The emperor has fallen asleep for eternity. Where can I go when the heaven has collapsed?"
"Although Heaven has collapsed, the Emperor is not dead."
Zhang Ruoxu did not hide anything and told the other party the story of Emperor Zun's desire to sacrifice blood to the universe.
"Although the Emperor is arrogant, he is by no means a person who sacrifices blood to the common people. Only those who have become enlightened in their later years can do this kind of thing."
The Hades Emperor couldn't help but frown.
The heart of an enlightened person is that they are invincible. Emperor Zun did not believe that he could become an Immortal King and forge an Immortal King weapon. Instead, he sacrificed his blood to the universe to create an Immortal King weapon. This is not in line with the mentality of a normal enlightened person.
"There must be a hidden secret. Maybe he is no longer my disciple?"
Zhang Ruoxu was startled. Emperor Ming's affirmation made him truly realize that Emperor Zun was influenced by the outside world, rather than something happened to him.
After all, in terms of understanding of Emperor Zun, no one can compare with Emperor Zun, the teacher of Emperor Zun.
But what can make Emperor Zun, a peerless strong man who has embarked on the path of immortality in the world of mortals, change his mentality.
Even if the Nine Heavens Immortal King comes here, with the emperor's Taoist heart, he will only die and will not surrender.
"Dark blood?!"
After Zhang Ruoxu was silent for a moment, he uttered two words, which shocked the Underworld Emperor.
"Fellow Taoist also knows the disaster of black blood."
The Underworld Emperor was solemn and solemn. At this moment, he was in a special state with the memories of his fourth life. He could even recall tragic events in the ancient times.
The root cause of the wars in the Immortal Realm, the Foreign Realm, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, is the pollution of black blood.
If the blood is really black, even the Immortal King can be corroded, let alone the Emperor.
Zhang Ruoxu nodded and said, "I do know something about the chaos of the ancient times. Emperor Huang Tian cut off the eternal years with one sword, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see my fellow Taoist."
"In today's universe, only Taoist friends know best the blood and chaos of ancient times."
The Hades Emperor looked gloomy and said with great melancholy: "That's true. Emperor Huangtian saved our side."
"One sword splits the eternity, disconnects the underworld, separates the eternity of time, even the boundary sea disappears, protecting this side of the dike."
Zhang Ruoxu sighed slightly: "It turns out that one sword can cut off the eternal years. It is not time, but space. No wonder I explored chaos and could not find any other world except the strange world and the fairyland."
Emperor Huangtian sealed the fairyland and other great realms in order to protect his hometown and everyone, prevent God from touching his hometown, and give the people in his hometown and close relatives and friends a relatively peaceful world, compared to the tragic war with God. Said, my hometown is a perfect world.
"Based on this, the flow of black blood should be caused by foreign lands." Zhang Ruoxu asked
The Immortal Realm and the Foreign Realm, as well as the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, are strictly speaking the world on this side of the dike.
If Emperor Zun is contaminated by black blood, the source of the pollution must be a foreign land.
The black blood that had been calmed down back then has now revived again.
"Back then, Emperor Huang Tian killed so many people in the world that no one dared to claim the title of honor. He defeated the foreign land in one battle. He slaughtered all the immortal kings and giants in the foreign land. He avenged the destruction of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"
"It seems too merciful now, and the foreign land should be eradicated!"
The Hades Emperor looked solemn and said extremely seriously: "If the Emperor is really contaminated by black blood, there will not be much time left for our world."
"In millions of years at most, a storm will arise again."
"Then we should face the difficulties head-on!" Zhang Ruoxu said decisively: "A million years are enough for us to grow up. Back then, Emperor Huang Tian took the immortal road of mortals, and I am also on the road!"
"After completing the immortal path in the world of mortals, breaking through the realm and ascending to the throne, then gods will come to kill gods, and immortals will come to kill immortals!"
"What's the darkness left in the dike?"
"As the Human Emperor, I shall quell all dark turmoil!"
Zhang Ruoxu was full of energy and pointed at the mountains and rivers, just like a heavenly emperor looking down at the years and the heavens and the world.
The Pluto Emperor was stunned for a moment, remembering the man who shouted who dared to claim honor and who said he was invincible.
"Fellow Taoist Emperor Underworld, would you like to enter my heavenly court?"
"Heaven rises again, wipe out the darkness, and go to the sky to support Emperor Huang Tian!"
Zhang Ruoxu looked at Minghuang very seriously.
The Hades Emperor gave a bitter smile: "The path I take is different from that of the Human Emperor. I respect you, but I am fighting for my way through reincarnation."
"The time of each recovery is very short. Before the flying immortals in the mortal world, only the combat power of the enlightened ones could not kill even the immortals."
"You can't help the Human Emperor too much."
Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly: "I am not asking fellow Taoists to fight."
The Pluto Emperor has great uses, and letting him fight like an ordinary emperor is the biggest mistake.
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