Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

There are nearly a hundred sculptures in total, standing neatly in this world, like a dense forest.

And at the core of the altar, in the center surrounded by sculptures.

A sword stuck upside down.

Liang Lin was particularly familiar with this sword.

Kunwu Sword!!
At this moment, Liang Lin's eyes suddenly froze.

The expressions of the monks present other than the artifacts of the ancient paintings changed drastically.

On these sculptures, they all experienced the sense of oppression belonging to the emperor, and felt the incomparable will to ascend to heaven.

"The might of the emperor in the Nine Heavens Palace has been recognized by the heavens and the earth. Only when you become an emperor can you have the power of heaven."

"How can there be such a terrifying power in these sculptures?"

"Yeah, why do I feel that these sculptures are particularly terrifying, as if, each of them is a power to reach the sky in one step!"
The monks were shocked, their eyes filled with confusion.

There are many doubts in my heart.

I can't believe that this pile of sculptures can bring such a strong sense of oppression, and have such a terrifying divinity as if they have reached the sky in one step.

"And the Kunwu Sword!"

"Didn't the Kunwu sword be repaired by the old emperor? How did it appear in this world?"
The monks present were astonished.

There is a feeling that the cognition has been completely refreshed.

"If you want to be the emperor of Jiuchongtian Palace, what is the so-called second thing?"

At this moment, this question popped up in the hearts of all the monks present.

They could vaguely sense that what the old emperor was going to say next might be some shocking secret.

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin looked at the Kunwu sword seriously, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

The old emperor looked at those sculptures seriously, his eyes filled with many intricate and unpredictable emotions.

This complex emotion is very strange, like a sense of awe, which makes people feel at a loss.

"Do you want to ask, why is Kunwu Sword here?"

The old emperor's eyes were calm, he looked at the world seriously, and said softly: "Just like the third uncle, in fact, the Kunwu sword can't completely suppress the crack."

"I asked you to go to the Song family to get the Kunwu sword, not to fill the gap but to wait for an opportunity."

The old emperor didn't continue talking, he paused for a while, and changed the topic: "Liang Lin, do you still remember what I once said, there is only one kind of power that can fill the cracks?"
He raised his finger and pointed to the endless forest of sculptures.

"For tens of thousands of years, the clans outside the territory have been constantly attacking, and the cracks in the gossip array have continued to expand."

"But the clans outside the territory have always been able to stay outside the territory, unable to attack the Xuanyan Continent. In fact, they were suppressed by these sculptures in front of them."
"There has never been any magic weapon in this world that can make up for the cracks in the gossip formation. It's just the power of these sculptures that has become a part of the gossip formation, making the gossip formation more and more stable, so that the clans outside the territory have no chance to break through the defense."
The old emperor took a deep breath, and the complex emotions in his eyes became heavier.

"Do you know how these sculptures came about?"
He turned to look at Liang Lin and asked softly.

"No matter how big or small the Xuanyan Continent is, they all have ancestral lands. It is possible that ancestors from tens of thousands of years ago are buried, and family secrets may be hidden."

"Liang Lin, have you ever heard that my Jiuchongtian Palace has an ancestral land?"
These words said by the old emperor aroused the strong curiosity of the off-screen monks.

Only then did the monks present suddenly realize something strange.

Yes.

No matter what power is in Xuanyan Continent, there will always be ancestral land.

The Yao clan, the demon clan, and the Song family that Liang Lin went to get the Kunwu sword, which one has no ancestral land?
Even some forces that cannot be named will have ancestral temples, which are used to enshrine the tablets of each generation of ancestors.

However, the Jiuchongtian Palace they knew had no ancestral land.

This is also the reason why Jiuchongtian Palace is extremely mysterious.

Because no one knows the origin of Jiuchongtian Palace and its tens of thousands of years of history.Who established it, and when did it stand on the Nine Heavens!
How could such an incomparably huge force have no ancestral land?
At this moment, a strong sense of curiosity emerged in the hearts of the monks present!
.......
Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The old emperor looked at Liang Lin with a smile on his face.

This smile is very complicated, there is helplessness, but there is also a feeling of being about to be liberated.

"In fact, this dense forest of sculptures is the ancestral land of my Jiuchongtian Palace."

"As for these sculptures, there are nearly a hundred sculptures."
The old emperor pointed to the sculptures, with endless sighs in his eyes: "They are all my Nine Heavens Palace, the emperors of every generation!"

this moment.

Whether it is Liang Lin among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

It was a group of monks other than the artifacts of ancient paintings, all of whom had expressions of shock on their faces.

"These sculptures are the emperors of each generation?"

"It turns out that this is the case..."
In the hearts of the monks present, there was a feeling of trembling, which came from the depths of the soul.

Until now.

The monks present finally understood.

Why do these sculptures have the same imperial prestige as the old emperor, and the same divine sense of ascension to the sky as the one who ascends to the sky in one step.

Because, each of these sculptures is a former emperor of the Nine Heavens Palace!!
They know why there is no ancestral land in Jiuchongtian Palace.

Because each generation of emperors will turn into sculptures and become part of the eight trigrams array, suppressing the outside world!
"It turns out that suppressing enemies outside the territory was never the work of the old emperor alone, but the entire Jiuchongtian Palace, and all the emperors worked together."

A monk sighed softly.

At this moment, the monks present felt a strong sense of respect for the power of the Nine Heavens Palace.

They never knew that there is such a powerful force that has been secretly guarding the Xuanyan Continent.

If Dijun hadn't uncovered the past, they would never have known that Jiuchongtian Palace had secretly guarded Xuanyan for tens of thousands of years!
Secretly guarding the Xuanyan Continent for tens of thousands of years, no one understands, no one respects, this kind of righteousness makes them feel a sense of worship in their hearts from their souls.

This is the younger generation's respect for their ancestors, the highest respect!
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin looked at those sculptures seriously, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have anticipated something.

Turning around to look at the old emperor, his eyes were filled with heavy sadness.

The old emperor smiled brightly, patted Liang Lin on the shoulder a few times, and then looked behind Liang Lin.

That is the direction of Jiuchongtian Palace, which is the magnificent building complex of Jiuchongtian Palace.

"Old fellows, we, it's time to go..."
The old emperor smiled very happily, but there were tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

What he said just now was so inexplicable that it made people unable to figure it out.

"Hahaha...the opportunity you've been waiting for, has it arrived?"
In an ancient palace at the end of Jiuchongtian Palace, there was a hearty smile.

An extremely terrifying aura soared into the sky, and the peerless divine power belonging to the emperor's realm permeated the entire Nine Heavens Palace.

The next moment, the remaining prestige spread from the Nine Heavens.

An old man in white clothes and white hair came with a somewhat emaciated body.

There was a strong death in his eyes, as if he had stepped out of the grave, his face was disfigured.