As a layout person, the most annoying thing is uncontrollable variables. Su Ming himself has already entered the game, and he is barely half a chess player. In the chess game of this great calamity in the future, the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demons, the Dragon Clan, and the Monster Clan will all There is a place for it.
The battle between Dazhou and the Demon Sect has not yet come to an end. Su Ming is also waiting for the Demon Sect to take action and use his trump card. Kunlun has already started targeting Xiaoyaoyou, leaving him little time.
Immediately, he sent a message to Xiaoyaoyou, asking him to increase his combat power to the highest level as soon as possible to cope with future changes in the overall situation. And it's time for him to appear in front of the world after disappearing for so long.
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August seventeenth.
The sky is shining down, and the frost and water are facing the smoke.
The clear and bright light fell to the ground, entwining the woven flowers. Slim and transparent, it seems real and illusory. When the wind blows, the valley is surrounded by nine peaks guarding the valley. The atmosphere is diverse. The spiritual energy from thousands of miles around is slowly gathering here, and the earth energy of Bazhou is also condensed here.
This change is related to luck and has been hidden from many monks. However, under the search of the Demon Cult, this place was still exposed. After finding this place, the Demon Cult transformed the dragon vein here, gave birth to it, and used the dragon's blood. Qi, supplemented by dragon veins drawn from other places, matured this dragon vein in a short period of time. Although it was not as good as natural growth, it was still an excellent place.
An altar has been set up on the lake. The altar is nine feet, nine feet and nine inches high, with a total of ninety-nine steps. It is engraved with cloud patterns, dragons and phoenixes, as well as various mythical beasts. Every brick and stone has been carefully sacrificed and contains rich The power of incense.
Tang Xuanyi stood under the altar, wearing a black royal robe with intertwined python claws. Under the crown was a dignified and solemn face. Under the bright light, his whole body was golden, with an inexplicable holiness and brilliance. The royal robe The dragon pattern on it seems to be alive.
Elite soldiers were stationed on the nine peaks, with flags fluttering and majestic. Everyone held their breath subconsciously, and the place was very quiet.
When the auspicious time came, as the bronze bell rang, Tang Xuanyi slowly stepped onto the steps, holding the sacrificial inscription in his hand.
There are no clouds in the sky, golden light floats in the sky, and the breeze blows like thousands of red flags, like golden brocade, dotting the sky, visible far and near.
Suddenly, between heaven and earth, a mysterious sound was heard, and the valley responded.
Tang Xuanyi climbed onto the altar and recited the sacrificial inscriptions loudly. His steady voice carried far away and contained a majestic momentum. When he finished reciting the sacrificial inscriptions, he threw the sacrificial inscriptions into the cauldron, and colorful flames burned slowly inside the cauldron. The sacrificial inscriptions are intertwined with hundreds of millions of seal characters, communicating with the underworld.
Suddenly, the nine peaks outside the valley began to tremble, colorful clouds rose into the sky, and a black dragon on Tang Xuanyi soared into the sky, teeth and claws dancing, and his spirit was flying.
A golden dragon shadow appeared on the nine peaks, flew towards the valley, and landed on the black dragon.
With the blessing of the earth's dragon luck, the black dragon looked up to the sky and roared. Its body, which was originally a thousand feet in size, instantly expanded to three thousand feet. The dragon's claws, which only had one claw, also changed accordingly, giving birth to two claws, three claws, and finally four claws were completely formed. .
At this moment, the Four-clawed Dragon Mountain issued a surging pressure, and the dragon horns above its head grew stronger, sweeping in all directions, reflecting a golden brilliance for thousands of miles around, like red gold.
Above the lake, there was a strong wind and waves. A blue ball of light rose from the bottom of the water and was swallowed by the black dragon. In an instant, his body skyrocketed again, from three thousand feet to five thousand feet, becoming more and more majestic. Strong.
The dragon roared angrily, and the clouds gathered in the sky and the earth, and it started to rain lightly. The sparse raindrops fell and soaked the earth. The crystal raindrops contained a mysterious atmosphere and nourished all things.
Under the cliff, in the deep valley, on the branches, and in the woods, there are raindrops like broken gold falling from the gaps and jumping back and forth.
Birds and beasts, magical herbs and mushrooms, bathe in the rain.
At this moment, the lives of thousands of miles around are immersed in it. The soldiers guarding here are also nourished by the rain, feeling that their old injuries have recovered, and their martial arts cultivation has improved further.
Realizing the changes in themselves, their eyes became even more fanatical, and they all bowed down towards the valley. These are all gifts from your Majesty!
In this heaven-sacrifice ceremony, Tang Xuanyi received great benefits. His own luck grew from a one-clawed dragon to a four-clawed dragon, and his luck increased greatly.
As Qi entered his body, he felt extremely powerful, as if he could control the world with just one thought. However, at this moment, a black dragon shadow emerged from the jade seal around Tang Xuanyi's waist, awakening him from his fantasy. He was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat.
High in the sky, the devil's saintess Mei Xueqing watched the entire heaven-sacrifice ceremony. Her delicate face was covered by a thin veil, leaving only a pair of bright autumn eyes.
She looked at the luck dragon on Tang Xuanyi's body, her eyes dull and indifferent, as if she were looking at an ant. In her eyes, even if he was carrying the luck dragon, he was still an ant.
Ordinary monks may be restrained by dragon energy, but monks from the three sects have their own secret methods that can eliminate the influence of dragon energy. In addition, they are backed by the sect and blessed by the sect's luck, so they are not afraid of being affected.
Although these human fortunes are strong, how can they compare with the fortunes of the three sects? Only those with luck like Da Zhou would make her afraid.
More importantly, Tang Xuanyi's luck was forcibly induced. Although he obtained the luck of a four-clawed dragon, which was only one step away from the luck of a true dragon, this affected his fate. , forming the fate of the trapped dragon ascending to heaven.
As long as he cannot resolve his fate, he will be defeated sooner or later! Once he is defeated, his fate will backfire, and his end will be worse than death.
"The chess pieces are just chess pieces after all, and they can never control their own destiny." Mei Xueqing sighed, seeming to have many emotions.
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In a main hall, Mo Lihai wore a silver crown, a fair face, and was dressed in black. The skin outside seemed to be transparent and filled with brilliance. He was drinking. The blood-red wine glass and pale fingers had a different kind of enchantment.
At this moment, a black light appeared out of thin air, condensing like a mandala, and showing a slender figure with long flowing hair and delicate face.
"How's it going? Did you find him?" He threw the wine glass into the pool of blood, then wiped his palms and said slowly.
"Lord Holy Son, this person's whereabouts are strange. According to reports from various branches, he last disappeared at the border of southern Xinjiang." The girl's voice was soft, as if the spring breeze was blowing through the willow branches.
"Southern Xinjiang?" Mo Lihai held his head with one hand and kept looking at the seat with his fingers. The hall echoed with clear sounds and a slow rhythm.
"Interesting, he actually went to southern Xinjiang. Is he afraid of the people in Kunlun?"
"Sir, should we continue to arrange manpower to investigate?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lihai's lips, "No need, I, the Holy Son, will personally take action. The land in the south has become a paradise for the demon clan. There is no need to waste manpower. By the way, how are things going in the south?"
The girl lowered her head slightly and said in a deep voice, "Everything went according to plan. Now, Tang Xuanyi's luck has turned into a four-clawed dragon, but..." At the end of the sentence, she began to hesitate.
"But what? Just say it!"
"Tang Xuanyi's fate has become that of trapped dragons ascending to heaven."
Hearing these four words, Mo Lihai stopped moving his hands, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he calmed down, "You go down first."
"Yes, sir!"
The girl turned into a black light and disappeared into the hall, leaving Mo Lihai alone in the upper seat. He thought Tang Xuanyi would be affected by other negative effects, but he didn't expect it to be this.
Now, as the spokesperson of the Demon Cult, Tang Xuanyi is barely a bigger chess piece. His role is not small. He can trap the dragon and ascend to heaven. Once he is trapped in the land of the five states and cannot escape, the end will be worse than death.
But once he ascends to the ninth position with the support of the Demon Cult, he can be regarded as breaking the fate of trapping the dragon and ascending to heaven, and successfully transforms into a dragon. Of course, all this is not without cost. Even if he ascends the throne and establishes a dynasty, this dynasty His destiny will not exceed one hundred years.
Therefore, he and his family had been abandoned a long time ago. Originally, the Demon Cult did not plan to invest too much. However, with this destiny oppression, he must be more attentive to his work.
Immediately, he stood up from the chair and turned his gaze to the southern land, "Xiaoyaoyou, I want to see where you come from."
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During the Great Zhou Dynasty, he went to the capital.
The night is getting deeper, the stars and moon are in the sky, the bright light is clear, and the stars are falling in the water. The green willows by the lake look heavy, weighing down the green branches.
The pavilion is built on the water, with a protruding piece at the front, forming a semicircle, inlaid with secret glass. The brilliant water light comes in from the outside, reflecting the whole area, and there is also the sound of water ringing in the ears.
Staying here at night, watching the water, watching the conversation, and listening to the lake is full of fun.
In the octagonal pavilion, a figure looked up at the sky. The silver moonlight fell on the ground and poured on her, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, independent from the world but cold and arrogant.
"It's been half a year, where are you?" Li Waner said to herself, her eyes filled with disappointment.
For the past six months, she had been secretly searching for traces of Su Ming, hoping to feel at ease. However, there was no news at all for such a long time, and she became more and more disappointed.
There is a bronze mirror placed on the stone table of the pavilion. The mirror is eight inches in diameter. The nose button is like a crouching Kirin. Around the nose, there are four directions, with turtles, dragons, phoenixes and tigers arranged in accordance with the directions.
Outside the four directions are placed the Eight Diagrams, the twelve Chen positions are placed outside the Gua, and the twenty-four seal characters are placed outside the Chen animal, surrounding the outline.
At this moment, colorful rays of light appeared on the mirror, hanging in the void, and a figure appeared on the mirror. He bowed respectfully to Li Waner, "I see you, Your Majesty."
Before the figure in the mirror appeared, Li Waner had already calmed down and regained her composure. She looked at the figure in the mirror and nodded slightly, "Get back on your feet. Chen Aiqing has worked so hard and accomplished so much, so there is no need for such a false courtesy."
"Your Majesty, not long ago, the Xuanjing Division sent a message that a descendant of the Zongheng family has reappeared in the world. This person has just stepped into the Yuan Shen."
"Gene Era"
"A descendant of the Zongheng family, is Da Zhou going to recruit him?"
"Your Majesty, it's too early to recruit now. There was a fight between the Zongheng lineage and the Kunlun Taoist sect before, and the inheritance was almost cut off. Moreover, this person may not be the real successor of Zongheng. He may be a chess piece thrown by other forces to disturb the view. We We still need to wait and see." The man in the mirror said truthfully.
Li Waner pondered for a moment and praised, "Chen Aiqing has become a man of the nation, but it is a pity that he cannot appear in the court. It really makes me feel guilty."
"Why did your Majesty say this? The country's affairs are difficult, and it is only the duty of a minister to share the worries of the king. What is the difference between being in the government and in the opposition?"
A touch of emotion appeared on Li Waner's pretty face, and she sighed, "It would be great if the Imperial Master was here. I can ask him to reshape Chen Aiqing's body and return to the human world."
"Your Majesty, please don't do this. I am a dead person. Even if I am reborn, I can only change my appearance and hide in the dark. How is it different from now? There is no need to trouble the national teacher to distract me. Now the traitor has not been eliminated. The three sects are watching with eager eyes. The Imperial Master is the pillar of our great Zhou Dynasty. Your Majesty still needs to rely on the Imperial Master and cannot move lightly."
"Forget it, just follow what Aiqing said." After a sigh, the figure on the mirror disappeared, and the surroundings became calm again.
The night is cold, the stars are sparse, and the waves are sparkling. From time to time, fish jump out of the water, seemingly chasing the moonlight, their tails splashing in waves. The moon and fish, water and waves, light and darkness, movement and stillness are all intertwined in a picturesque way.
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The land of Southern Border.
After Xiaoyaoyou survived the catastrophe, he did not stay much and went directly to the southern border. During this period, he refining the Tianlong Qin. Now that the refining has been completed, his combat power has increased a lot. few.
Ever since the demon clan tore up the alliance and stepped out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the land in southern Xinjiang had been occupied by the demon clan. At that time, the Great Zhou Dynasty was in the midst of civil strife and was unable to send troops to regain the lost territory.
In just a few months, the demon clan has established a firm foothold in southern Xinjiang. Even if the Great Zhou Dynasty wants to regain southern Xinjiang, it will have to cost a lot of money and the gain will not be worth the loss.
Therefore, Dazhou has always ignored the land in southern Xinjiang.
In just a few months, southern Xinjiang has changed.
At the beginning, the war between the inner demon and the blood was unstained, and the land of Southern Xinjiang was devastated. The people suffered heavy casualties. Many people fled Southern Xinjiang and entered other states and counties in order to take refuge. It was this move that allowed them to avoid He avoided the disaster of the demon clan and did not become the demon clan's food ration.
Nowadays, the land in southern Xinjiang is devastated, with monsters and beasts everywhere, and skeletons everywhere.
It is true that the bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.
This place has become a paradise for monsters. The wilderness is full of wild beasts. Most of the monsters live in the mountains and forests. The former cities and villages have been reduced to ruins, and the people who stayed here have become the monsters. rations.
The land of Southern Xinjiang has always been a barbaric land. The people here are the smallest among the thirty-six states in the world, but even so, tens of millions of people live here.
Due to the disaster of the monster clan, less than one-tenth of the population of the people in southern Xinjiang is left. The reason why there are so many people left is because the monsters keep these people in captivity and slowly use them.
Along the way, Xiaoyaoyou didn't see a single person, only various beasts and monsters.
After going deep into southern Xinjiang, he captured a demon king, searched for its soul and destroyed it, and got a lot of information about it.
