The house of Yuhuangsi's family has a profound ancient feel. It looks quite ancient, with simple and restrained decoration, but it has a sense of grandeur that becomes heavier with age, which is not to be underestimated.

The young Si family member named Si Cheng is of the same generation as Feng Bai of the Feng clan. They were both born in the Wude period of the Tang Dynasty. However, his talent is better than Feng Bai. He has just entered the realm of the second immortal, and his energy and spirit are better than those of the first immortal.

The strong are much better.

"I wonder what the saint needs? Since we are members of the same surname, although our abilities are limited, we are determined to do our best for the saint." Sicheng's words were very sincere, and he was inevitably a little excited. If he could have a saint-level backer,

, which is unimaginable on today’s earth.

"To be honest with fellow Taoists, I came here to look for something. I wonder if I can take a look at the portrait of Dayu?" Si Xuan felt a little anxious and got straight to the point.

"Of course you can, please ask the saint." Si Cheng stood up, took a secret treasure, personally activated the magic circle of saints in his clan, and teleported Si Xuan to an ancestral hall.

This ancestral hall is quite spacious, and there are countless jade memorial tablets in it, but the most eye-catching one is the tall stone statue in the center of the ancestral hall. Si Xuan looked carefully and saw that the stone statue depicts a tall man with a stature.

Slender, heroic and majestic, with the power to swallow mountains and rivers.

He wears the simplest straw sandals under his feet and holds a bamboo hat in his hand. His clothing and accessories are not gorgeous, but rather simple. However, even with such attire, it is still difficult to conceal his unparalleled heroic appearance and grandeur.

"This is a sculpture made by our ancestor Yu when he was still alive. At that time, he had divided the nine states and ruled the world, but he still loved the way he looked when he was young. The most valuable thing is always the process."

He walked forward, bowed deeply to the statue of Dayu, and introduced him.

But when he looked up, he suddenly found that Si Xuan had burst into tears at some point. He walked up to the statue as if he had lost his soul, stretched out a hand and gently touched the statue's face.

"Saint, are you trying to..."

Sicheng wanted to say something more, but Si Xuanyi pointed out and froze his figure. His tone was slightly choked, full of longing and sadness that spanned millions of years:

"Father!"

This was the ending he wanted to see the most and least wanted to see. The face of Dayu on the sculpture was actually exactly the same as the face of the Taiyin Emperor!

Si Xuan stared blankly at the Human Emperor's face, using his saint-level magic power to silently explore the statue, hoping to further find the key to prove the connection between Dayu and the Human Emperor.

However, this is just a sculpture after all. Emperor Yu did not leave any backup plans on this statue, and did not even carve formation patterns or ancient scriptures on it. It was so ordinary that it made Si Xuan sad and helpless.

"Master Si, is Emperor Yu's weapon still there? I want to see it. The gods in it should know a lot of things." After a long time, Si Xuan took a step back, untied Sicheng's body, and asked softly.

road.

As long as the weapons reach the level of handed down holy weapons, the gods among them can last forever. Dayu must have reached the level of quasi-emperor, and his weapons and gods can remain until now.

"Going back to our ancestors, the Emperor Yu's Cauldron was taken away by the saint ancestors as early as the pre-Qin period. Compared with our descendants who are guarding our hometown in our hometown, the saint ancestors who traveled in the starry sky obviously need it more," Sicheng said to him.

Si Xuan's title has changed. He had long guessed that this saint from the starry sky had an unusual origin, but he didn't expect him to be so close to him.

"Can it be summoned back through the emperor's blood?" Si Xuan continued to ask.

"Please forgive me, ancestor. No, Yuhuang Ding has not been baptized by the Tianxin Seal. Although it is of a very high level, it is not a complete imperial soldier after all." Sicheng said regretfully.

"Is that so? I understand." Si Xuan stood up and sighed.

The faces of Dayu and his father, the Taiyin Emperor, are exactly the same. Although the two practice different ways, if they are really channeling the emperor's corpse, they will be more or less affected by the principles contained in the emperor's body. It is easy to practice, but it is difficult to become an emperor.

, alternative enlightenment is already a very good situation.

Si Xuan understood that the Taiyin Human Emperor must have gone to conquer the Immortal Road in his later years. The emperor's body may not be complete, but with the example of the Void Emperor, the possibility of raising a complete emperor's corpse on earth cannot be ruled out.

He now has two speculations. One is that after the Human Emperor failed in his expedition to the Immortal Road, the emperor's corpse came to the earth by chance or under the influence of a backhand, and Yun Ling became the Emperor Yu; the second is that the Human Emperor was completely wiped out, and Emperor Yu became the Human Emperor.

A similar flower or reincarnation.

No matter what kind of guess it is, this is a big surprise for Si Xuan. The face of Emperor Yu is exactly the same as that of the Taiyin Emperor. This is enough.

"Let's find out more about Yuhuang Ding when we find it in the future. If my father's Taoist body is still there, I might be able to help him make a few more reincarnation seals. If he is reincarnated, I should also be able to do something about it."

Because of the existence of the Innate Reincarnation Lake in Xiantai, Si Xuan, like the ruthless emperor, both believe in reincarnation. If various methods can be perfected, it may not be impossible for the emperor to return.

"Ancestor, do you have any other instructions?" Si Cheng walked slowly to Si Xuan and asked carefully.

"No more for the time being. I can confirm that the Yuhuang Si clan is indeed inextricably linked to my father's lineage. I will accept your call, ancestor. The affairs of the Si clan are my business." Si Xuan

Looking at the statue of Dayu, he said solemnly.

"Yes! Thank you, ancestor!" Hearing this, Si Cheng couldn't help but his heart jumped a few times, and he bowed.

"Looking at the decorations of the Si people here, you must have been living in seclusion for a long time, right? Your cultivation has not declined." Si Xuan and Sicheng left the ancestral hall, returned to the antique hall, and asked.

"Ancestor's words are serious. It's just that we haven't seen the outside world for a long time. We have always maintained good relations with many practitioners and forces. It is not advisable to work behind closed doors." Sicheng's attitude was very respectful, and Si Xuan's attitude toward Emperor Yu was

The sense of familiarity is definitely not fake, and Si Xuan is willing to become the supporter of the Si family here, which is of course good for them.

He personally brought the spiritual tea and served it, poured a cup for Si Xuan, and asked: "I wonder where our ancestors came from? The descendants are dull, and the ancient saints of Emperor Yu's lineage have left, and many of the stars in the star space have

Very little is known.”

"I am from Beidou, I guess. I have never met Queen Yu. I just accidentally heard from the Wind Clan that I have your bloodline, so I came to take a look." Si Xuan's words were solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Sicheng's Taoist body. It's a pity that

If he doesn't practice the Taiyin Scripture, even if he has the blood of the emperor, he won't be able to inspire it.

"Hetu Luoshu, Fuxi and Dayu, we have always had a good relationship with each other, and this time I accepted their favor." Si Cheng nodded.

"It's okay. I heard from my father that no, Emperor Yu once divided the nine states and cast the Nine Cauldrons, but now they have been taken away by the Western monks, right?" Si Xuan actually turned around and asked.

Sicheng said quickly: "The descendants are incompetent. A few years ago, Mount Tai collapsed, and many angels from the West went on an expedition to seize the ancestral artifacts. He's Bi, Nuwa Stone, the fragments of Fuxi's Dragon Stele, and the Jiuding were all taken away."

"Is the Jiuding related to the Yuhuang Ding?" Si Xuan asked.

"It has nothing to do with it. It's just a mortal weapon forged by Emperor Yu. The commemorative value of the Jiuzhou weapon is higher than its actual value." Sicheng thought for a while and said, "You have to be careful. The practice of Western monks does not rely on dragon veins and the essence of heaven and earth, but only on the dragon veins and the essence of heaven and earth.

Relying on the power of faith and thought, their practice is much simpler than ours, and it is really incomparable."

"It's okay," Si Xuan stretched out a big hand and fished Fenghua over, "Miss Feng, would you like to follow me to the west to bring back the ancestral artifact?"

Fenghua was holding a big white fox in his arms. Hearing this, his eyes lit up: "Does the saint want to go there in person? This junior is willing to go."

The white fox in her arms also kicked his legs hard, broke free from Fenghua's arms, transformed into the female monk of the Tushan Fox tribe, and said respectfully: "Senior Saint, I have offended you a lot just now, can I join you, junior?

go?"

"You are an in-law of Si's family here, so you are also related to me. Let's go together." Si Xuan nodded.
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