Ziwei Divine Dynasty, in the deepest hall of the palace

According to legend, there are sacred beasts that protect the country from the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. Some people say that this is a place for the old emperors of the Divine Dynasty to recuperate. It is dark and deep, and no one has been here for countless years.

At this time, the hall, which is usually quiet and dark, is as bright as daytime, just because a holy light is hanging at the top of the hall. The holy and beautiful brilliance makes people intoxicated.

There are huge futons placed in the wide hall, each of which is made of five elements silk from the North Sea Shenscan Island, and is four feet in a radius, as if it is prepared for the giants.

At this time, three deep figures sat cross-legged on these cushions, one of whom was covered in light, as sacred and inviolable as a god; one of whom was surrounded by the aura of the underworld, and even the holy light could not shine through the actual darkness; the last one was a handsome white wolf, more than one meter tall, with a holy power lingering on the cushion...

Suddenly, a figure of purple dragon robe appeared at the top of the hall. She was a beautiful young woman with gray hair and red face. Her whole body was decorated with extremely luxurious and exquisite, with a dignified look, and she had an unhidden breath of imperial deity in her every move.

Aside her, a holy dragon circled and danced. The saint-level dragon was red all over, with no horns on its head, and its scales emitted a soft light under the holy lamp, just like the most noble silk in the woman in a dragon robe!

"Saint of Light, Taoist of the Ming, and Ancestor of the Tianlang Mountain, since all our alliance friends have arrived, let's start." The female saint of purple robe looked around and spoke indifferently.

There was a sense of imperial aura in her voice, and it was as bright as the empress in person, which made people tremble.

"The Taiyin Sect was promoted to the Tao, and the Fusang sacred tree in the ancestral land of the Jinwu clan was flattened. Isn't Ziwei Saint not unaware of these two major events, right?" The Taoist Ming, who was shrouded in the underworld, spoke first. He came from the Mingling View of Eternal Life and practiced the wonderful method of eternal life!

"The person who claimed to be the son of the Taiyin Human Emperor appeared, killed Duanmu Zhen, and destroyed the Taiyin Divine Cult." The Saint of Light also spoke. He had an extraordinary physique and was the light body in the human race that was inconsistent with the divine body. At this time, he smiled faintly, "I have no choice but to say that Duanmu Zhen had been the Human Emperor for many years after he claimed that he was the Human Emperor, but he did not expect that he would have responded to the disaster today."

"The matter of Taiyin is not to be said much. The Duanmu clan is responsible for his own fault and cannot be blamed on others. If the Taiyin prince comes to the door, he will also have to ask the King Palace. The forces who are intimate with the Taiyin Divine Sect in Guanghan Palace are worried about it, and it has nothing to do with us." Saint Ziwei sat on the dragon throne, holding the holy light hanging above in his hand, and said calmly.

"What about the Golden Crow Clan? The sun and sun are the oldest inheritance of the human race. The Holy Lord would not think that the destruction of the Golden Crow Clan has nothing to do with the son of the Human Emperor, right?" Tianlang Mountain Ancestor was a handsome old wolf. His narrow wolf eyes looked at an empty cushion beside him, and spoke.

"It's really damn that the Jinwu clan plotted against our human clan's imperial scriptures. If it weren't for my Ziwei Divine Dynasty, I would have strangled the conspiracy of this clan in my cradle!" The Ziwei Saint said indifferently.

"Hey!" Tianlang Mountain Ancestor sneered and said sarcastically: "Stop saying beautiful words. The Golden Crown tribe has been to Shenzhou three times in the past three thousand years. Have you ever taken action on Ziwei Saint?"

"I have my own considerations. Is it my turn to go up to the mountain ancestor to teach you a lesson?" The woman in purple dragon robe looked slightly cold and looked at the old wolf with a narrow look.

"Saint Master Ziwei, I just don't like you, what's wrong?" Tianlang Mountain Ancestor did not show any weakness and sneered.

"Then you can try again!" The red dragon hanging on the body of the Ziwei Saint Lord suddenly opened its mouth and its tongue stretched out like a snake letter.

"Slave! I'll talk to your master, it's your turn to speak?" Tianlang Mountain Ancestor spit out a silver divine plate and sneered.

"Stop quarrel!" Before the two saints could be heard, the cold voice of King Guang interrupted their conversation, "The National Master Tianji also said that the son of the Human Emperor comes from the sky, so what if there is a powerful saint around him? Just cross the river dragon!"

"But the imperial weapon is indeed touching." Taoist Ming spoke.

"The person behind the other party can razed the place to the ground with the Great Saint formation pattern of the Golden Crow clan. Master Taoist can go and try it." The Saint of Light glanced at the Master of Mingling and said softly.

...

Seven days later

In the Taiyi Sun Realm, the lake and dragon vein that originally served the Sun God Cult to survive and practice were moved to this realm.

Si Xuan, Dongfang Taiyi, Yao He and Jiang Teng were still standing in the small pavilion by the lake. In front of them, there was a large table with some tributes on the table, and a painting was hung at the top!

The painting is a golden sacred tree that is six meters tall, not tall, but the twists and turns of each branch have a Taoist connotation, just like the most sacred and fierce sun fire spirit!

It is the Fusang sacred tree, one of the many immortal medicines in the universe!

Sitting cross-legged under this sacred tree was a man in blue. He was dressed very simply and his face was not clear. However, he was tall and handsome, and unparalleled, as if he included all the ultimate way in the world!

This was copied by the old man from the East based on the statue of the Sun Holy Emperor he saw when he was young!

Outside this pavilion, more than 200 members of the Sun Yao clan who are now living together, and many servant clan members stand solemnly, as if the most devout worshipers were waiting for something.

"Worship the Holy Emperor!"

Yao He shouted loudly and was the first to kowtow to the statue of the Sun Saint Emperor on the table!

"The descendants worship the Holy Emperor!"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Teng and countless tribesmen behind him kowtowed and worshiped the man in green standing under the Fusang divine tree in the painting!

Dongfang Taiyi also bowed deeply to the portrait, and Si Xuan was also the same as his father. The other party was the holy emperor who protected the human race, and deserved his respect.

This kind of sacrificial ritual was passed down by the ancients of a very long time. It didn't take long for this life. The old man from the East ignored this and asked everyone in the entire Sun lineage to come and worship.

As prayers were recited from the mouths of more than 200 people, it seemed to touch some kind of Taoist congregation that fits the heaven and earth. The Fusang sacred tree in the portrait seemed to shake, and golden lights shone out from the tree, and the man in blue under the tree seemed to cast a gaze!

In the eyes of more than 200 people participating in the sacrifice, this painting seems to be more dazzling than the real sun, but it is also warmer than the real sun!

Old Man Dongfang looked at the solemn scene with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his serious face. Although he was not from the Yang Yao family, he was a serious elder at this time, guiding the various ancient rituals of the Sun lineage.

Si Xuan was always watching from the side. He could understand the good intentions of Dongfang Taiyi. The Sun lineage was suppressed by the outside world for too long. The Emperor's Sutra and the Emperor's weapons were all lost. The bones were crushed too many times. Although he was still standing, he could not regain the passion and backbone he had back then!

The mental outlook is the most difficult thing to change. What Dongfang Taiyi is doing now is not only to return the Sun Sutra to this clan, but also to convey the ancient rituals of the Sun Saint Queen back then, along with the magnificent demeanor and beliefs to them!

"Prince, borrow the Jiuli Tu for use." Old Man Dongfang looked at the group of people from the Sun God Sect who were much more energetic than before, and suddenly spoke to Si Xuandao.

Si Xuan didn't ask why, but a flash of immortal platform, and the mottled Jiuli Tu fell into the old man's hands.

"Crazy!"

Dongfang Taiyi took over the Jiuli Tu, instilled with holy power, and shook his force. The Emperor Tu turned into a mile, covering more than 200 Sun Cultists.

"Sculpting the pulse!"

A sound came from the old man's mouth, and thousands of divine lights fell from the Jiuli Tu, like a hammer made of divine gold, directly suppressing all the more than 200 people and lying on the ground!

These divine lights seemed to use the human body as a weapon that still needs to be forged, and hit the human body hard, causing many people to scream.

But these people obviously know the benefits of shaping the veins of such a great sage, and they all insisted on it, and no one said they would give up.

"Relieve the marrow!"

The process of vein shaping lasted for more than a moment. The old man from Dongfang shouted again. Jiulitu seemed to have turned into a sun, and the divine light like a waterfall seemed to have turned into the hottest sunlight, which made the skin of more than 200 people crack and quickly helped them grow new skin.

"Good guy, is this rough foundation-building method developed in the era of the Sun Saint Emperor? It's so exciting!" Si Xuan looked at Yao He's powerful man being pressed to the ground and breathed, and his body cracked and healed rapidly, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The barbarians' method of rebirth. In ancient times, I don't know how many people asked me to take action, but I don't want to!" The old man Dongfang looked at these Sun tribe people and couldn't help but smile.

Si Xuan is present in the Taiyin lineage. The old man Dongfang only felt that it was enough to be a good guardian of Taoism. However, for the Sun lineage, which had few people left, he really regarded the descendants of these Sun lineage as his responsibility, hoping that they could regain the glory of the Holy Emperor.

With Jiulitu complementing each other, this time the massive marrow-cut foundation building lasted for only three moments, and all the Sun God Cultists completed this transformation that seemed to be reborn!

"Thank you, ancestor!" Yao He and Jiang Teng and other members bowed to Dongfangtai. They also understood the good intentions of the old man Dongfang and insisted on calling him the ancestor.

"The Sun Sutra has been passed on to you. With this marrow removal, I don't need to worry about the practice of the descendants of the Holy Queen." Dongfang Taiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor Dongfang!" Yao He had just completed his transformation at this time, but insisted on flying to Dongfang Taiyi, kowtowed to the eldest saint who had just met for a long time, and gave a great gift.

"Yeah!" This time, the old man Dongfang did not refuse and accepted the gift calmly.
Chapter completed!