Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 284
But at this moment in Ziwei Hall, Emperor Jingwu, who was slowly descending to the ground in his bedroom, seemed to be hit hard. Looking at the radiance of the purple star above his head, he felt as if his soul was being hammered by a heavy drum, and he suddenly vomited out a stream of blood. Instantly fainted.

This immediately changed the face of Empress Qi who was serving in Ziwei Hall.

Qin Tian Taichung
Taoist Yihe looked at the red clouds and purple air in the sky, but his hands kept deducing where the red clouds and purple air would land, his brows were tightly knit.

The compass in his hand turned rapidly, as if there was a magnificent force breaking through the thick fog.

This is a spiritual treasure in his hand.

Yuanshen Lingbao.

After the real Yuanshen is promoted, most of the natal magic weapons are still at the ordinary Yuanshen level.

Usually, only when the Dao practice, the accumulation of knowledge, and even the accumulation of the primordial spirit reach a certain stage, can the primordial spirit's magic weapon be promoted into the primordial spirit's spiritual treasure.

The spiritual treasure condensed by the real Yuanshen transcends the level of simple Yuanshen magic weapon, and a set of powerful Yuanshen immortal methods are fixed inside. This group of Yuanshen immortal methods is related to Tianji magic calculation.

Following Taoist Yihe's calculations, suddenly a majestic mysterious light seemed to permeate the fate in the dark, and immediately captured a magnificent picture.

At this time, in the magnificent picture, a majestic emperor wearing nine-colored divine light emerged, and his whole body was shrouded in nine-colored light. At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised his head to look at the light.

"Bold, how dare you spy on the emperor!"

The long sword at his waist blew softly, and a majestic nine-color divine light instantly tore through the radiance of destiny in the void, piercing through the radiance of destiny that surrounded Taoist Yihe.

Taoist Yihe let out a scream subconsciously.

On the Qin Tiantai, there seemed to be a majestic divine power penetrating the latitude and longitude of the heaven and earth, hitting the center of the brow of Tutuo, a wholesale wholesaler on the stage, and a loud bang suddenly exploded around him.

But around the viewing platform, a long streamer suddenly exploded, surrounded by nine-color divine flames, and even more magnificent divine energy emerged in the dark void.

That nine-color divine light bombarded, seemingly inexplicably piercing through Taoist Yihe's real body.

"Brother?"

Beside the Qin Tiantai, Xue Daoren's face changed when he saw this scene, and he stepped forward quickly.

However, Taoist Yihe showed a terrifying hole in the center of his eyebrows. This hole even pierced through the Yin God, but with his tenacious vitality, Taoist Yihe has not yet completely fallen.

Looking at this scene, Taoist Xue was full of bitterness.

"Brother, you are too reckless!"

Daoist Yihe's eyes were full of blood and tears. At this moment, there was only shock in his eyes, and there was also a hint of disbelief. He didn't know what he saw.

Seeing Taoist Xue's expression, his face returned to a bit of peace.

It's just a faint breath.

"Eating the king's salary, worrying about the king's worries, my Qintiantai lineage has already been closely connected with Dagan. He has been favored by the emperor of Dagan in his poor life, and he has stepped into the realm of the gods. Today, he died because of his brother, which can be regarded as repayment." Son of Heaven!"

"It's better...it's a pity..."

Looking at Taoist Yihe's expression, Taoist Xue's face was ugly, and he finally couldn't help asking. .

"Brother, what did you see?"

Taoist Yihe opened his mouth, and at this moment, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

He said four words one after another.

"...Supreme...respect, Human Sovereign!"

"Supreme Emperor?"

As soon as the words fell, a strong yin wind emerged from the depths of his forehead out of thin air, and the yin god instantly turned into a stream of light and was sucked away by the Jiuyou portal.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Xue couldn't care less about these changes, but his eyes were full of shock.

"Supreme Emperor, this...?"

Is this fate, or does it refer to the enchanting demon star?
……

But at this time, in a magnificent ashram, there are rivers, mountains, rivers and dao rhymes all over the place, countless divine peaks towering, shrouded in incense, and full of divine light.

A majestic divine shadow stands in the depths of the emperor's palace. He is wearing the robe of the emperor of mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and the crown of the emperor. There is a majestic divine power flowing in his eyes.

This place is Sheji Shinto.

The ancient fairy glanced lightly at the red cloud and purple air that shot straight into the sky from the depths of his eyes.

"It seems that the world is about to change dynasties again. I don't know how many rises and falls, how many killings?"

He noticed the extraordinaryness of the red cloud and purple air, and there seemed to be a heavenly destiny power in it that surpassed the conventional.

However, he did not rashly deduce fate.

That was a very unfriendly behavior.

Moreover, this kind of existence also has other supernatural powers, even if it is him, it may not be able to deduce the specific heel of the other party.

"It's been a long time since I saw such a transcendent scene, but I don't know which Qianlong it belongs to?"

Although the ancient emperor was curious, he quickly averted his eyes.

He is in a lot of trouble right now!
Recently, his immediate boss wants to challenge that Taiyin Immortal Lord. As a subordinate, he may inevitably be affected by such a war, and he needs to make some preparations in advance.

It is not easy for the Sheji Shinto to be maintained until now.

You can't get sidetracked because of this.

……

In the depths of Dongling, Taoist Tiangang frowned at this moment, with seals formed in his hands, streams of mana flowed out and merged into the altar in front of him, maintaining the light of several lamps.

Waiting for the majestic starlight beam to gradually dissipate and Ziwei stabilized, he let out a breath, his eyes glowed with a sharp coldness, and he looked at the starry sky.

It was a sign of Ying Huo's guarding his heart just now, and he saw it clearly.

Unexpectedly, the Qianlong wandering in the secular world has grown to such a state.

It can directly impact the fate of the emperor.

The real Tiangang is vigilant at this time, the situation is not as calm as they imagined, the great danger is approaching, and it may change the color of Dagan Jiangshan at any time.

"First there was Nilong, and then there was such a red dragon, internally and externally troubled, it's dangerous to fight hard!"

There was a cold light in the eyes of Daoist Tiangang.

……

In the mansion of the No. [-] Scholar, the God Zhang Jianyang returned in the ancestral hall, and a surge of majestic mana surged around him. He felt a very strong sense of emptiness, as if he desperately needed to refine the inspiration of heaven and earth to replenish his mana.

If you let go of your spiritual sense, it seems that you can wipe away all the inspirations in the sky above Haojing City.

Zhang Jian suppressed the fluctuations, but slowly swallowed the large strands of inspiration from the Qiankun Sheji and merged them into his limbs and bones, strengthening the mana of the Yang God.

At this time, strands of pure golden light seemed to run through his body, making him look like a scorching sun god, clad in golden light.

He got up and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall step by step, and the pure sun and golden light converged for a moment.

Then he stepped out of the ancestral hall, and he also saw another red-purple star emerging from the depths of the sky, but he just glanced at it and didn't care.

There is nothing fancy about my own things.

The omens in the body were suppressed, and the omens of the crimson brilliance colliding with Ziwei on the top of the head also disappeared.

Later, he learned the news that Taoist Jingming, the national teacher, had come from Qi Yuhua.

Zhang Jian's mind turned, and he had some vague guesses.

And not long after he left the customs, the Taoist Jingming who heard the news also hurried over and came to the door again.

"Mr. Zhang, please save His Majesty this time!"

　Make a correction, the title of the eldest princess is a word that is easy to be reviewed, change it to celebrate the eldest princess, and modify it later

　
(End of this chapter)