Unknowingly, the power structure of the Longquan world has turned into a situation where the Meng clan is the leader and the strength of the other four families continues to decline.
Of course, on the surface, it seems that high-ranking figures from the five powers are constantly falling. Everyone's situation is miserable and sad, so there is no psychological imbalance.
However, secretly, Meng Xuehuan, with the help of Qin Muling, has completed a large-scale purge within the family, and all the factions that are at odds with him have been wiped out.
Although such an extreme approach resulted in the death of a large number of high-level monks and seriously weakened the family's strategic force, under normal circumstances it would not be approved by the core council of elders at all. However, the large number of recovered sleeping elders not only effectively filled the gap in strategic force, but also became much stronger than before.
Therefore, Meng Xuehuan's approach has been tacitly approved by the family's top management. It is said that most of the current decision-making members are personally selected by her, so naturally they will only follow her lead.
"...According to the derivation and analysis results of the Tianji Warlocks in the clan, our Meng family is not only number one now, but our overall strength is equivalent to those four families combined."
Meng Ziqing was currently busy riding on Qin Muling. The phoenix hairpin on her bun was swaying violently, creating layers of charming halo under the pearly light.
Qin Muling contentedly admired her dazzling and beautiful body, and said thoughtfully: "If this is the case, the day of showdown with them is not far away. As long as there is another year and a half, Meng Clan will be able to do it naturally. The land will swallow up their foundation and territory, and truly unify the entire Longquan world."
Next to her, the beautiful face was blushing and charming. She was holding Meng Xuehuan, who was feeding him snow, and paused for a moment before laughing in a low voice:
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you wait a little longer. Anyway, the Longquan world is already within our grasp. But in order to deal with the inevitable interference from the Yaoguang world, we may need more powerful power?"
"Well, that makes sense, so let's maintain the status quo for now."
Qin Muling said that the three forces in Yaoguang World are still obsessed with Longquan World, and their current overall strength is stronger than Longquan World, so they cannot be taken lightly.
But this is only temporary. When more sleeping elders from Meng Clan recover, Yaoguang World will be outclassed sooner or later.
Meng Ziqing thought for a while and said: "We can't show off our cards right now, but we can secretly perform a heaven-sacrifice ceremony to communicate the will of heaven in this world and ask Him to canonize a sub-sage? If we are lucky, there may be two sub-sages. Woolen cloth."
Meng Xuehuan couldn't help but look slightly startled, and thought for a moment before saying: "Isn't this... a little too early? Junior brother, do you think it's feasible?"
Qin Muling weighed the pros and cons for a while and said: "You can give it a try. As long as the Mongolian clan has a sub-sage, the cost of interference by external forces will increase significantly, which is a beneficial and harmless result for the world."
A ritual of this nature is not a top secret. As long as the quantity and quality of the sacrifices prepared meet the requirements, and the hard power of one's own body is sufficient, and there is no interference from other hostile forces during the process, then there is no hope of a successful sacrifice to the heaven. Less than half.
As for the remaining half, it naturally depends on whether the will of heaven itself is willing to recognize you. If you are willing, everything is easy to talk about. If you are not willing, it means that all the previous efforts have been in vain.
Now the overall strength of the Meng Clan is the best in this world, and it has an absolute advantage over the other four. With the closeness and care of Qin Muling, the creation of the Green Lotus, in terms of luck, Xuanhe's prosperity is far beyond In ancient and modern times, there is a high probability of success in offering sacrifices to heaven.
Once the Meng clan has at least one sub-sage sitting in charge, it means that it has obtained the legal authority to rule the entire world, and can legitimately integrate and annex the foundations of the other four forces, making the Longquan world completely integrated.
Moreover, even if the senior officials of Yaoguang Great World want to continue to attack Longquan Great World in the future, the difficulty will increase a lot.
If the Meng clan can have two sub-saint level beings, then the Yaoguang world will have to think twice before taking action, or even temporarily give up the plan to annex the Longquan world.
The reason is very simple. If there is no special means to suppress it, the expeditionary legion will obviously suffer a lot if it goes to the home court of Ya Sheng in other big worlds. Therefore, no one is willing to waste their precious strength like this unless absolutely necessary.
Meng Xuehuan felt a little sweet in her heart, hugged Qin Muling and kissed her: "Since you think it's feasible, junior brother, let's make it this way? I'll let them prepare."
With Meng Xuehuan's current dominance within the Meng Clan, no matter what he says, he will obey it wherever he goes. A few days later, all the resources needed for the heaven-sacrifice ceremony were ready.
In the past few days, the three Meng Xuehuan women rarely lingered with Qin Muling. Instead, they asked him to go to the Cave Heaven Secret Realm to treat and restore the seriously injured and sleeping elders. And they themselves are bathing and fasting, cultivating themselves and preparing for the grand ceremony.
Six days later, the continent where the ancestral home of the Meng clan is located was under full martial law, and hundreds of millions of high-level monks entered a state of war. There are also a large number of Tianji magicians who do not hesitate to overextend their life span and join forces to use magical powers and secret methods to cover up the Tianji and confuse Yin and Yang to prevent the four forces from noticing the clues.
Of course, with Qin Muling here, it would be extremely difficult for the other four forces to deduce and predict the movements of the top leaders of the Meng clan.
Moreover, even if they really knew the reason, it was still a question to be considered whether the four greatly damaged forces would be able to stop the Meng clan's actions.
The area where the ancestral palace is located is a sacred mountain that is more than ten thousand miles high. The steep and steep mountain shows a bright red luster and is made of a rare spiritual jade crystal. The surface of the mountain is covered with mysterious, complex and layered formation runes, exuding an ancient and desolate majestic atmosphere.
The steps, which are hundreds of feet wide, extend from the foot of the mountain to the top of the holy mountain. On both sides of each step, there are a pair of high-level Taoist puppets wearing spiritual gold armor and holding war guns.
The ancestral temples and palaces at the foot of the mountain are spread out in a row. All the pavilions and pavilions have been renovated and generous tributes have been put on them. Above the clouds, large groups of high-level monks were patrolling and guarding, and the barrier formation covering the entire continent had already been activated.
As the auspicious time approached, a gorgeous palace with a radius of a hundred acres flew silently from the distant sky. It slowly landed when it got closer. A large number of old men from the Mongolian clan lined up to greet it.
The heavy palace door slowly opened with a low roar, and the majestic and arrogant Vale Master Meng Xuehuan walked out slowly. She was wearing a black and red, solemn and heavy sacrificial dress. Her long hair was simply tied up, and her hair was tied up. Wearing a high crown, there are no other unnecessary decorations, and the snow-white face looks dignified and steady.
Her bare hand held a beautiful young man in purple clothes beside her, with eyes as bright as paint and a dragon and phoenix figure. The two of them walked out of the palace hand in hand, calmly accepting the lavish tribute of tens of millions of tribesmen.
Even though the clan elders who greeted him were extremely surprised, the old antiques at the head didn't say anything, so naturally they couldn't say much.
Behind the two of them, Meng Ziqing, Meng Xuan and a large number of stunning clan girls and family elders filed out, all dressed in solemn sacrificial robes.
Qin Muling raised his eyes and looked around, and saw a myriad of phenomena on the sacred mountain of the ancestral palace, with colorful dragon and tiger clouds swirling around, the rising sun in the east, the howling of the moon, the arrival of unicorns, the evolution of stars, etc., which gathered into a billion-mile-wide, auspicious sky. Colorful rising blue and purple clouds.
"Junior brother, what do you think?"
The snow-covered girl tilted her head slightly, looking at Qin Muling with her bright autumn eyes, and asked quietly with her spiritual thoughts.
Qin Muling nodded without leaving a trace and responded: "The Meng Clan should be prosperous and become the master of the Longquan world. The family's fate will last forever!"
Meng Xuehuan breathed a sigh of relief, filled with sweet joy in his heart. This was the promise made by Qinglian, the innate creation of Hongmeng. It was much heavier than the will of heaven in this world!
In reality, the various help Qin Muling has given Meng clan so far is much more important than one or two Yasages. The only regret is that he cannot stay in Longquan World forever.
Under the guidance of the clan elders, the two of them climbed the steps hand in hand, followed closely by Meng Ziqing and the other girls, climbing towards the top of the holy mountain.
With their peerless cultivation close to them, the two of them reached the top of the mountain in just a moment. A bright red altar with an area of more than a thousand acres and nine floors appeared in their field of vision. There was nothing else.
Next, as Meng Xuehuan issued orders one after another, a large group of elders placed the prepared sacrifices and various ritual utensils one by one. The whole process was complicated and busy but not chaotic.
Qin Muling watched silently. This matter actually had nothing to do with him, but just by standing here, he represented a special attitude, an attitude that even the will of heaven in this world had to pay attention to.
A moment later, the heaven-sacrifice ceremony officially began. Meng Xuehuan presided over the ceremony as the lord of the clan, and even more so as the lord of a realm, read out the sacrificial text, and then presented the most sumptuous sacrifices.
When the heaven-sacrifice ceremony reaches its climax, a bright light shines on the vast sky, and the thick golden light saturates the clouds. The sound of nature lingers and echoes at the level of the soul, and countless golden lotuses of huge size fall to the ground. , the auspicious clouds and purple energy fill hundreds of millions of miles.
On the huge altar, the rare birds and animals, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and elixirs and herbs used as sacrifices disappeared quickly in the colorful cloud light, which meant that God accepted these sacrifices.
The bright and magnificent glow enveloped the entire altar, including the three women in Meng Xuehuan and Qin Muling.
An ethereal, vast and ethereal voice sounded leisurely:
"... Innate Hongmeng created Qinglian? Have you finally come to this world?"
Qin Muling looked at a hazy figure who appeared on the altar at an unknown time, and responded calmly: "So you also know me?"
"This is a memory from the depths of the origin of the Supreme Avenue. Any heavenly will in the big world will receive this information as long as it grows to a certain stage."
He explained softly, and at the same time, his figure gradually solidified and materialized.
She was a beauty in white with creamy skin, beautiful facial features, and crystal-clear lips like stamens. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, deep and calm, her round and slender legs, and her ups and downs, hot and charming voluptuous curves made it difficult to take your eyes away. .
The three women, Meng Xuehuan, suppressed their inexplicable excitement and bowed respectfully. Being able to attract the incarnation of the will of heaven means that this sacrifice to heaven is at least half successful.
Qin Muling looked at him for a while and said softly: "The protagonist of this heaven-sacrifice ceremony is the Meng clan. Now that you know their demands, how are you going to respond to them?"
He tilted his head slightly and said in an indifferent voice: "If it is just their appeal, I will not respond, because the current Meng clan has not truly become the master of this world."
"However, since they have a Taoist companion like you, it is only a matter of time before they can unify this world with your help, so for your sake, I can canonize a sub-sage."
Qin Muling pondered and asked: "Can't they be canonized together? This can better help Longquan World resist the interference of powerful foreign enemies."
He said warmly: "You want to ask for two sub-sage positions for them. It's not that I can't give it to them, but what about the reward?"
Qin Muling looked at her, then at the three women Meng Xuehuan, thoughtfully: "They probably can't give you what you want. I guess I'm the only one who can give it to you?"
"As long as you understand!"
He smiled brightly, revealing his unparalleled beauty, and walked over gracefully: "Just take me with you. I will always be by your side from now on, until you attain enlightenment, become holy, and become eternally transcendent. I also have a chance!"
Sure enough, I knew that was the case!
Billions of living beings practice hard and understand the wonderful principles of the great Tao in order to pursue the path of transcendence, and these worlds, large and small, are no exception.
Now that the incarnation of the will of heaven in Longquan World knows his identity, he must have some ideas. If he doesn't make a request now, how can he have the same opportunity in the future?
"Junior brother..."
Meng Xuehuan watched Qin Muling's reaction nervously.
She knew that inviting Qin Muling over this time was the right choice, otherwise it would be impossible for the will of heaven to respond to her appeal.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Qin Muling agreed without much hesitation.
In an instant, he could feel that the other party was obviously relieved. It was obvious that this answer was crucial to him.
"In this case, then the only two sub-saints in this world belong to you."
He raised his hand slightly, and two fist-sized, magnificent crystals appeared in Meng Xuehuan's hand.
Just like Mu Yinghua at the beginning, as long as this crystal is refined and integrated into the soul, he can naturally obtain the authority of the sub-sage, and from then on, he will live as long as the sky and become the true master of this world.
As for how to distribute the crystals, it is Meng Xuehuan's own business, and the will of heaven will basically not interfere.
Meng Xuehuan did not hesitate, and immediately refined and fused one. Then he handed the remaining one to his daughter Meng Ziqing, and asked her to refine it on the spot.
At this point, Longquan World can truly be regarded as having an owner. From now on, the Meng clan will be the chosen clan of this world, enjoying the support of the best resources in this world reasonably and legally, and they will always be one family for eternity.
As for the remaining four forces, it can be said that from now on, they have completely lost hope of making a comeback. The best result is to become a vassal of the Mongolian clan and no longer have any autonomy at all.
If Meng Xuehuan was cruel and insisted on killing them all, then they would have no choice. Perhaps the only solution would be to leave everything behind and flee to the depths of the Chaos Void, never to come back again.
"Well, your name will be Qin Yuxing from now on, right?"
Qin Muling said to this elegant, noble and graceful beauty in white that she already had three incarnations of the will of heaven around her, and this one was considered the fourth.
"Okay, can I also call you little junior brother?"
She came over and took Qin Muling's arm, asking with a sweet smile.
"up to you."
Qin Muling didn't mind this. To this day, the title of Junior Brother can be regarded as his own exclusive title in Taixu Starry Sky. The senior sisters always like to call her this way to appear close to her.
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Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, the inner garden of the imperial city.
God Emperor Su Mingqian was currently in the study room dealing with various government affairs, his eyebrows furrowed and his expression gloomy.
As a large number of high-level figures in the Shen Dynasty continued to fall, the situation inside and outside the Shen Dynasty became more and more serious. People in the government and the public were panicked and unwilling to do anything, but he had no way to solve it.
And even now, there are still more than two hundred senior elders who are tortured by that mysterious and terrifying curse, and they will die in no more than two months at most!
There was a jade volume in front of Su Mingqian, which was a list of those subordinates who secretly abandoned their official positions and took refuge in the depths of the chaotic void with their wives, children, and children. There are many of his former die-hard supporters or close family members.
"The building is about to collapse, and it's hard to support a single tree. What can I do?"
Su Mingqian said to himself, his eyes full of bitterness and helplessness.
He now understood that he, the God-Emperor, and those in charge of the other four sects had always been safe and sound, not because they were lucky, but simply because the mysterious enemy behind the scenes did not want to attack them for the time being.
Once the time comes in the future, people like them will inevitably end up dying, and no one can save them.
Should I leave too?
Su Mingqian, who was depressed and desperate, suddenly had such an idea in his heart.
Most of the top powers of the divine dynasty have been lost, and the foundation of this business cannot be saved. For the sake of one's own path and life, perhaps leaving as soon as possible is the wisest choice?
(End of chapter)
