Honghuang: Sleeping for countless years, exposed by his disciples

"Dread..." Chen Xuan murmured in a low voice.

Fear, that is to say, people in the six great secret realms are not in alliance with the gods.

In Chen Xuan's mind, another page of the vast picture scroll of Hongmeng Universe was unfolded, revealing a crucial page.

Chen Xuan thought.

The six secret realms are a powerful force, so what is their attitude towards me?

There should be no malice, right?

From the first time he boarded the Taixuan Realm, Chen Xuan felt a sense of affinity here, and gained many opportunities from here.

It's like helping yourself in the dark.

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan's heart was magnanimous, and he directly stepped into the Holy Dao Palace.

"You wait for me outside."

In the Holy Dao Palace, there is no grandeur as imagined.

Instead, it was like stepping into a new world.

The scene in front of him changed. In a dilapidated wooden house, there was a gray and white sculpture several people tall.

The sculpture was already covered with dust, and even, a huge crack on the forehead was split between the eyebrows, and a small spider was weaving a web in it.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly, and he could tell that the sculpture was a man.

The robes are luxurious, carved with dragons and decorated with phoenixes, and the patterns hide endless mysteries.

Looking up, he has a dignified appearance, his face is like a crown of jade, and his two eyebrows are as sharp as swords, and his majesty is at ease.

A pair of closed eyes, if opened, it would be earth-shattering.

This sculpture is not similar to Chen Xuan.

But Chen Xuan felt that this gray and white sculpture was like his real body.

"Among them, is my memory sealed?" Chen Xuan whispered to himself.

It was very quiet in the simple wooden house, no one answered Chen Xuan's question, including the system.

Chen Xuan didn't hesitate, and with a wave of his hand, he blew away the dust accumulated on the gray and white sculpture, and also lightly brushed away the little spider and the spider web that was attached.

"Finally home......"

A heavy voice reached Chen Xuan's ears.

Chen Xuan raised his eyes to look at the gray and white sculpture in front of him. He knew that it was Emperor Xuan's sculpture. He looked straight at it and said, "Yes, I'm back."

"I can feel that your current state is still too weak to bear my memory." The gray and white sculpture seemed to come alive, and had a dialogue with Chen Xuan.

"Is it still too weak?"

"Did you see that crack in my forehead?"

Chen Xuan nodded, the crack was still shocking.

"This is the fatal blow of the God of the Four Heavens on my altar, so that the memories related to taboos are covered by this wound and cannot be opened." The gray and white sculpture continued.

"How can we defuse this blow?" Chen Xuan thought.

"This is not a great way of Taoism. You walked very steadily. The way of Taoism has reached its peak. Once the power arrives, kill the god and it will be resolved." Show grandeur.

"Taixuan, come on, let me be you!" The gray-white sculpture was like a living life, and his figure became illusory at this moment.

It turned out that this is the gray and white sculpture, which is Emperor Xuan's memory.

Chen Xuan's eyes were firm, and with a thought, the wonderful and immeasurable dharma body fused with three thousand Taoism appeared in the simple wooden house.

The golden light is shining, solemn and sacred.

The immeasurably wonderful dharma body slowly walked towards the illusory gray and white sculpture, like two creatures, crossing endless time and space, facing each other on the long river of time, slowly blending.

The gray and white sculpture melted into the wonderful and boundless dharmakaya.

boom!

An indescribably majestic memory suddenly rushed into Chen Xuan's mind.

Even in the realm of the Great Emperor Hongmeng, it is difficult to adapt to it in a short time.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes, and saw the Immemorial Imperial Court in a illusory state.

He stood on the platform of the emperor's court, overlooking the thousands of emperors who surrendered.

Under the Taoist platform, there are the three thousand supreme Taoist palaces, which firmly guard the Taoist platform where Chen Xuan stands, as solid as gold and indestructible.

This is the road that Dixuan took to prove the Dao—to establish the ancient imperial court, defend the Taoist platform with three thousand supreme Taoist palaces, and then use the Taoist platform to suppress the luck of the imperial court, and use the Tao of Emperor Xuan to carry out the primordial universe, so as to transcend Hongmeng Avenue.

Chen Xuan was still in his memory, seeing the life of Empress Yinchen's rise, and seeing the demeanor of Guiyi Sword Emperor.

I also saw those on the list of traitors: Tiansheng, Wuya, Taihong, Luangu, Zhenling, Buried Soul, Greedy Wolf...

"These people should also be liquidated."

The ancient imperial court fell apart, among which were the defections of these people.

As a result, powerhouses like Empress Yinchen, Emperor Guiyi, Taoist Wuyin had to choose to hide themselves because of this, and countless people loyal to Emperor Xuan died because of this.

Dixuan's memory came to an abrupt end just before he set out to conquer the Ninth Heaven of Hongmeng.

No information from Jiuzhongtian appeared.

Back to reality, Chen Xuan clearly felt that there were many wounds on Zhenmiao Wuliangfa.

That was the Tao injury brought from Emperor Xuan's memory, and now it has been transferred to the dharma body.

It is precisely because of this wound that all the taboo memories are sealed.

"If you want to resolve this dao injury, I'm afraid you need the Daoist realm, at least you need the power to kill Youlan Water God back then." Chen Xuan said in his heart.

The gray and white sculpture melted into the dharma body, and the simple wooden house disappeared, replaced by a dojo paved with white jade bricks.

There are three thousand futons on it. This place is called Shengdao Palace, and it is the place where preaching.

In front of the three thousand futons was a green and green wooden rattan chair.

"It's a bit similar to mine in Taiyun Mountain." Chen Xuan smiled, but didn't think much about it.

The people who preach here are all characters from the six great secret realms.

Walk through the preaching place, open a door, and walk to the depths of the Holy Tao Palace.

This is an open space. There are two large dots, one black and one white. The dots seem to be able to accommodate a person standing.

White dots are on the left and black dots are on the right.

Among the black dots, Chen Xuan felt a strong atmosphere of chaos.

As for the white dot, there is no fluctuation at all.

A chaotic secret method was played, and the black spot seemed to be spinning rapidly, affecting the space-time tunnel.

"This black dot is the space-time tunnel leading to the chaotic world, what about this white dot?"

Chapter 566 If Emperor Xuan of the future can be left behind, then...

Chen Xuan only felt that the time and space connected by the white dots gave him an indescribable feeling.

Familiar, unfamiliar.

Deep, vast.

There is also a sense of God in it.

If possible, Chen Xuan would like to enter it now to find out.

However, the space-time connected by the white dots does not seem to be opened from the outside, but from the inside.

Chen Xuan could only give up.

Get out of the Holy Path Palace.

Ling Yun, Young Master Cang, and Uncle Li have been waiting outside for a long time.

When everyone saw Chen Xuan walking out, they felt an indescribable strangeness on Chen Xuan.

It seems that the temperament is more noble.

In the eyes, there are many vicissitudes of life.

This made Young Master Cang's heart skip a beat.

It feels so familiar.

"There's no danger inside, but it's the opportunity of Cang, you follow me in." Chen Xuan said.

Several people nodded.

Stepping into the Holy Dao Palace, Chen Xuan told Ling Yun and Li Bo to wait at the three thousand futon.

He and his son Cang entered the depths of the Holy Dao Palace.

"Cang, the black spot leading to the chaotic world is your chance." Chen Xuan raised his hand and pointed.

Young Master Cang's heart beat faster and faster.

It was a calling from deep within.

"Taixuan, this is actually a passage leading to the chaotic world. I have a feeling that there is a force in the chaotic world calling me." Young Master Cang said in shock.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, and said: "You were born in the chaotic world, it should grow with you."

Say it.

Chen Xuan cast out a chaotic secret method, and the black spot seemed to be activated, and it spun wildly, swallowing Chen Xuan and Young Master Cang.

Just momentarily.

A very familiar feeling flooded into Young Master Cang's heart.

This is a chaotic world.

In the next breath, he understood the source of the power that summoned him.

"Taixuan, the power that summoned me is in the place where I was born." Young Master Cang said in amazement, and went as fast as he could.

Chen Xuan seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and said, "It's time for you to come back."

The chaotic dao rhyme became more and more intense, almost forming a substance.

Finally, Young Master Cang stopped in his tracks.

In front of him was a body like a mountain.

His expression was painful, because he didn't know what kind of force pierced his chest.

"Tai Cang..." Chen Xuan murmured.

Young Master Cang bowed his head. Since his birth, the physical body of Emperor Taicang has traversed the vast chaos here, and no one can approach him.

Any chaotic creatures should be kept at a respectful distance.

Back then, it was said that chaos opened the sky and immeasurable calamity, and such a terrifying power could not shake him even a single bit.

"Fellow Daoist Taixuan, what should I do?" Young Master Cang's heart was shaken, and he asked Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuandao: "Cang, you are about to fuse everything about Emperor Taicang, true spirit, body, and his memory..."

"Integrate everything with Father God?" Young Master Cang was shocked.

He was well aware of the strength of Emperor Taicang, but he never thought that one day he would merge with him.

Chen Xuan continued: "The you now are just a part of the true spirit of Emperor Taicang. After you fuse, you will be Taicang, and Taicang is also you. Generally speaking, your consciousness is still leading."

Young Master Cang pondered: "I am Tai Cang, and Tai Cang is me... Fellow Daoist Taixuan, how can we integrate?"

"Wait a moment, the wound on his chest is the key to hindering your fusion!" Chen Xuan said, pointing to the shocking wound.

Young Master Cang took a deep breath and stepped aside.

Chen Xuan walked into the body of Emperor Taicang, and three thousand Taoism poured out from his hands, wrapping the body of Emperor Taicang.

The power at the level of a great emperor is long and majestic.