All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 26 The Noble Phantasm Against Japan Houyi Nine Dragons

The meeting of the Twelve Ancestral Witches came to an end, hanging in the void, embellishing the avenue, and in the magnificent hall, a statue of the Ancestral Witch with a splendid Dharma appearance walked out.

The ancestor witch of Gonggong and the ancestor witch of Xuanming stepped out of the main hall, stopped at the door and chatted casually, their words were full of yin and yang, which was very in line with their identities of the old and new black emperors.

There are still two ancestral witches staying in the ancestral witch hall. One is Zhulong Aobing. As a counterfeit, he naturally shivered after the meeting. He didn't know where to go or what to do.

I hope that Gong Gong and Xuan Ming can give him some advice, but unexpectedly, these two big bosses are looking at each other, standing at the door, turning a blind eye to Ao Bing's eyes.

Instead, another ancestral witch in the hall stepped forward leisurely.

The face is delicate and feminine, leaning towards women, but the eyes reveal a bit of chilling color, the whole body is covered with white hair like tiger skin, the back is shining with golden scales and golden wings are derived from it, and there is a small ax in his hand There was a white snake hanging from the left ear, and two golden snakes wrapped around the feet. With such distinctive features, Ao Bing knew who was coming without opening his mouth.

[Human face and tiger body, covered with golden scales, with two wings, left ear pierced with a snake, feet riding two dragons]

[The Ancestral Witch of Gold, the Punishment God of Heaven, and the Ancient God of Autumn——Riaoshou]

Recalling the silent performance of this great god at the ancestral witch meeting just now, Ao Bing was puzzled, why did Zulu stay when he received the shaman.

Could it be that Lishou has an agreement with Zhulong, or has something to do with Zhulong?

In a panic, the progenitor Wu smiled, and took out a pink peach from his bosom and handed it over: "Brother Zhulong, this is a fresh peach I picked. It tastes good. I have one left today and I will give it to you." Here you go."

A respectful appearance of brothers and friends, a good show of respecting the elder brother.

Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took it, looked at Tao Zi, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

A fairy peach with a purple-patterned core and strong aura. As a priest of the two heavenly courts, I naturally know what it is. I vaguely remember the scene where I followed Teacher Dongyin to the Peach Blossom Festival. The Queen Mother Peach Blossom Party invited many Buddhists and elders from the West. , Sanqing Tianzhong Taoist ancestor Tianzun, gods of all directions, great sages and immortals from all walks of life, one should be gods, officials and officials, Dongfu Sanxian of Donghai Island, and all star gods of the 28 constellations in Zhoutian.

It was this kind of peach that was placed on the seat!

This is a flat peach, and it is the top-grade purple-patterned hutched-heeled peach that can only be enjoyed by the great sage, the ancestor of Taoism.

But... what era is this, too heavenly court!

What era is the flat peach, Jade Emperor Heaven!

The two are so different, why does the ancestor Wu of Rushou have the flat peach that is a special product of the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Court? !

"Am I exposed?"

Zhulong Ao Bing shuddered, but as Zhulong, he couldn't refuse. Once he refused, he would expose his identity.Because the ancient candle dragon would not be afraid of the gift from the ancestor witch.

"No, if it is exposed, why is there only one ancestor witch left?"

Under the gaze of the Zushou witch, Ao Bing glanced at the two indifferent door gods outside the main hall, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly became cruel, and took a mouthful of flat peaches into his mouth.

The flat peach melts in the mouth, and the juice is clear and sweet, pouring into Lingtai Zifu, nourishing Yuanshen Dao.

Surging aura, surging vitality, endless vitality sweeping in, washing away the scars caused by the years, and smoothing the aging that had been caused by absorbing the real water of the universe, time flowing water, life splashing, two forces formed sharp contrast.

Before Ao Bing had time to appreciate the subtlety of the changes, Ru Shouzu Zuwu smiled and said: "Second brother accepted my gift, can you allow me to ask a question."

Before Ao Bing could nod his head, Liao Shou Zuwu pretended to be curious and asked: "Ten minus nine, what is it?"

What kind of stupid question is this, don't talk about immortals, gods, saints, just find a question that any mortal child can answer.

Would Ru Shou Zuwu ask such a frivolous question?

The answer is obviously not.

So... After Zhulong Aobing thought for a while, he tentatively asked, "A chance?"

Ru Shou Zu Wu smiled without saying a word, and left in a cool way.

Ao Bing suddenly realized that the Tianyi Zhenshui that the Golden Mother of Yaochi irrigates the peach tree with the innate spiritual root symbolizes vitality and endless life, which symbolizes a ray of life!

Only by surviving can there be countless possibilities and endless timeline branches!

Zhouguang Zhenshui helped Ao Bing through the years of washing, so that he left his own coordinates on the long river of time and space.

Tianyi Zhenshui is to let the coordinates multiply, expand, and grow, to find the trace of vitality in the infinite future, and to find the path that is most likely to prove the Tao among the countless timelines!

Vaguely, Ao Bing looked down on the long river of time and caught a glimpse of two great witches talking.

Ten days across the sky, shining through the mist of time and space, this kind of behavior offended Zuwu, so who should be sent to deal with the Golden Crow?

Does this question still need to be asked?

Of course it is the Anti-Japanese Noble Phantasm, Houyi the Great Witch!

The latter: sovereign, ruler, authority

Yi Zhe: Archer, must hit, soar to the top!

Houyi, the God of Shooting!

Hou Yi looked up at the sky, one side of his body was exposed, and the other was wrapped in armor. His hands were placed on his arched back, his eyes were piercing, and an indescribable aura erupted from his body. The pair of dark pupils are as deep as the ocean, as if they can swallow everything.

Standing in front of him was a man wearing golden armor, with a handsome face, a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, and a sharp look in his eyes, looking up at the sky.

"Kuafu, the coordinates."

Hou Yi slowly drew out the red bow and plain mat. This was the bow and arrow bestowed to him by Emperor Taiyi when Emperor Taitian was still alive. Each arrow feather was like a dragon shape, exuding the aura of a real dragon that would intimidate all ages.

In the past, Emperor Jun admired him very much, but for the sake of his wife Heng'e being able to ascend to the Moon Palace and regain the throne of Wangshu, it was for the great cause of the ancestor witch.

Sorry!

The great witch Kuafu has been chasing Dayi all his life, and no one knows Dayi better than him. Kuafu in golden armor ruthlessly reported a coordinate.

Space: [36; 27; 1100]

Time: [23; 3.21; 29]

Soul: [π; 000; 001]

One after another, the divine arrows shot out and turned into nine big Luozhenlongs, prisoner cattle, Yazi, Xiaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Baxia, Biyan, negative Xie, and Chiwen.

In an instant, the real dragon turned from illusion to reality, as if the real dragon had come in person.

The light of the Great Golden Crow is like the grass breaking through the ground and sprouting, the yang is inside but surrounded by yin, and the captive cow is imprisoned by the rhythm, suppressed on the eve of dawn, and the yin and yang cannot be exhausted.

The light of the two golden crows is like a newly born grass and tree, with soft and bent branches and leaves, which are bitten off by Yazi with sharp teeth, like a knife cutting grass, cutting off vitality.

The light of the three golden and soft omens is like the mighty sun, scorching fire, all things are burning brightly, and they are bright when they are seen, and they are dissipated between the scorching heat by the mocking wind, playing and consuming power.

The strong light of the four golden crows is hot and perfect, like the growth of grass and trees, like the growth of human beings, interrupted by the roaring and brilliant sound of the cathedral.

The hardware has the light of Yong, showing colorful colors, just like the lush vegetation on the earth, with endless brilliance, and it is absorbed and eaten by suanni like fireworks.

The light of Liujinwu Tuwei is restrained and unpretentious, like all things rising up with restraint, visible and regulable, suppressed by the tyrant, unable to rebirth from the ashes, like bamboo shoots springing up and being dug.

The light of the first chapter of the Seven Golden Crows contains the way of new life, just like harvesting in autumn and waiting for the coming spring, Ju An stares at petrification, never having a bright future.

The light of the eight golden crows, which breeds two bright avenues, alternates with each other, just like things are formed and then have a taste. Hidden deep, like yang qi lurking in the ground, all things are pregnant, swallowed by the chi kiss together with all phenomena of time and space.

In the light of ten golden crows Zhaoyang, all things are closed and hidden, pregnant and underground, sprouting suddenly, and survived.

The nine sons of the Dragon entangled and fought with the ten sons of the Emperor of Heaven, and only one Golden Crow escaped.

Chapter 27 The Emperor's House Has Been Ruthless Since Ancient Times

Watching the elder brothers fall at the hands of the real dragon, the golden crow mourns, the dragon and the phoenix fight, as if they have come to the ancient era, the glorious age of the gods!

"Xiao Shi, let's go!"

"Go!"

……

The shouts of the brothers are vivid in my mind, Jinwu Zhaoyang suppressed the fear and panic in his heart, forced himself not to look back, turned into endless rainbow lights, and flew towards the end of the long river of time and space at the most incredible speed in his life Instead, try to escape from this battlefield, get rid of the gluey, condensed killing intent behind him.

At this moment, the tenth prince, Jinwu Zhaoyang, had thoughts popping up in his mind, among which the strongest thought was where is the father? !

Where is the demon emperor who gave the Golden Crow glorious honor and made the Golden Crow the most noble race in the Heavenly Court?

"Father, save me!"

The sound of weeping resounded through the time and space universe, the demon emperor Jun held the river map, his pupils were cold and indifferent, and the supremely brilliant Dharma figure stood above time and space, and confronted with the twelve ancestor witches who had great supernatural powers and the same great Dharma figure.

As a counterfeit, Ao Bing is now among the ranks of the ancestor witches, and has the honor to personally participate in the most glorious, stalwart, most terrifying, and strongest confrontation in the multiverse. The breath is surging.

The traces of Dao Daoyun are enough to crush any space-time universe, as if everything will be shattered in the next second, and the ultimate war to destroy the multiverse will break out, attracting the final moment of the Lich.

But this is not the case. At this moment, it is not the demon master Kunpeng, the demon saint Bai Ze, the ten marshals of the demon gods, and not the other big Luos who are closest to Di Jun, but the deadly enemy, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, monitoring every move of the demon emperor Jun!

Zhulong Aobing, who was fishing in troubled waters, clearly saw the indifference and ruthlessness of the demon emperor Jun. Regarding Prince Jinwu's request for help, the demon emperor did not have the slightest chance to escape, nor did he have the slightest intention to make a move.

A sentence from the ancient ruthless emperor's family suddenly came to my heart, and an unbearable chill ran down my spine.

Ao Bing is familiar with the five volumes of Dao Tian Shu written by Emperor Tai Tian, ​​and has a good understanding of it.

There are two classes in the world, one is the exploited, including mortals, monks, and gods at the bottom; The existence of the ruler, the emperor, the ancestor, the dictator, the master.

Once you sit on the position of emperor, you must be involuntary. A qualified emperor will not be able to fulfill his will. Every word and deed must conform to the interests of the organization, the country, and the collective. Only in this way can the country be revitalized and brilliant achievements be made.

"But what kind of interests can make Dijun choose to turn a blind eye to Prince Jinwu and ignore the tenth prince's plea for help?"

While shuddering, Ao Bing had a doubt in his heart.

"Why exactly?"

This time, Gonggong Zuwu remained silent and gave Xuanming Zuwu a wink.

Teachers, so preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts.

The ancestor witch Xuanming understood, and immediately sneered: "Demon Emperor Jun, you are really not going to save your son, you are really cruel-hearted, if I were His Highness Xihe, I would have separated from you long ago!"

The demon emperor Jun ignored the meaningless instigation of the Xuanming Ancestral Witch, but Ri Yuxihe stared at the Xuanming Ancestral Witch indifferently with a frosty face, sneered, and slapped out with a palm, the scorching sun melted the eternal cold of Xuanming .

"Xuan Ming, my son, it's not your turn to comment!"

"If you can't escape, how can you be the prince of the demon clan, and how can you fight against you old foxes!"

The ancestor witch of Xuanming smiled lightly, turned into the state of a turtle, snake and Xuanwu, and sang loudly: "Xuanming's mausoleum is cloudy, stinging insects are covered, the trees are falling, and the frost will fall in winter!"

In an instant, time and space reversed, the seasons changed, the universe began to overlap, and it came to the end of the doomsday, the era of freezing, and the white snow fell from the sky and the earth like catkins, and everything died. There isn't any temperature to speak of.

Annihilate the majesty of the god of the sun, eliminate the scorching heat of the universe, any shiny objects will disappear, the entropy of the universe will increase with time, from order to disorder, let everything return to heat lonely.

This is void, this is Xuan Ming, this is Nirvana, this is the end!

Is about to go to the eternal nothingness and fall into the ultimate destruction. A beam of radiant light splashes out from the upper reaches of time and space, surpasses and transcends, destroys the darkness and silence, breaks open all the dark matter in the universe, and completely disrupts the disorder. Six The yin disappears and the yang is born, the infinite energy soup emerges, the chaos and order are created, and the visible and invisible nebulae merge into stars and light bodies.

Among them, the most splendid, grandest, and most sacred is a three-legged Golden Crow. Under the oppression of Dayi's shooting of the sun, Shaoyang, the tenth prince, surpassed the speed of light, broke away from the restrictions of the multiverse, and stepped into the threshold of Daluo.

At this moment, the fate and merit of the nine fallen brothers gathered together. Although the Golden Crow belongs to the Demon Court, it is an indelible objective fact that they saved all living beings in the flood and brought light and vitality to all spirits.

The nine sons fell, and the sun came back to life. In the dark, a person who was second only to the emperor of heaven was shaped by a prince.

Not the prince of the demon tribe, not the crown prince of the demon clan, not the prince of the demon emperor, but the real prince of heaven who inherits the throne of the heavenly emperor! !

Heavenly Court Prince Jinwu Shaoyang's expression changed from nervousness to confusion, and he muttered to himself: "Who am I, who is me?"

"Six yins are exhausted and one yang is born. Hidden cuteness. Snowflakes are light. Nine nines are tightly condensed, and rivers and seas are covered with ice."

【I am the Ten Golden Crow, the Prince of Heaven! 】

"The two qi flows around and have no place to live. The number of yang is sufficient, and the dragon rises. Returning to the root and returning to life and spirituality."

[I am Dainichi Tathagata, the tantric master! 】

"Passing through the heavens. Entering the invisible. Recovering the secrets of the heavens, ascending and descending the moon and Huaqing. Winning the true fortune of the universe, and completing the merits, go to Pengying."

[I am the Seven Immortals in Attendance, Immortal Pilu! 】

One word at a time, after the three poems, enlightenment appeared in the golden pupils of Golden Crow Prince Shaoyang, which turned into clear hatred, and finally into helplessness and bitterness.

With a low groan, a sigh.

[I am a Sanren of West Kunlun, a Taoist of Lu Ya. 】

At this moment, the gods of the demon court solemnly greeted him, Qianzhen Wansheng, Zhoutian star gods congratulated in unison, and bowed: "Praise the heavenly court Prince Shaoyang, the bright Daluo Tianzun, the mysterious Jinwu great sage, the supreme prince!"

At this moment, Di Jun's plan has been clearly revealed, Prince Shaoyang is his successor, the legitimate heir to the Heavenly Court.

Even if Di Jun had an accident, he and Di Jiang would both return to joy on the way, and Prince Shaoyang had already brought the demon god to continue walking!

Because, Prince Shaoyang is one of the heirs of Emperor Taitian, and he is legitimate and orthodox.