Chapter Fifty-Four: The Temple of the Crown of Heaven
Tianhuang City is one of the ninety-nine divine cities. It not only shows the king's style, which is called a god, but also shows the thousand-year-old charm of a great ancient religious clan.
As the sixteen Silver-Winged Pegasus drove into the wild, countless people were immediately alarmed.
"May I ask who is driving the car?"
At the main gate of Tianhuang, the old man guarding the teleportation formation here spoke. He was a Holy God, his hair and beard were all white, but he did not look old at all and was very handsome. When he saw the huge motorcade approaching, he immediately stepped forward to inquire.
This is his duty, even if he knows that there may be a primitive ancestor sitting in this posture. He must strictly control it.
"It's me." Tianchen flew out of the chariot and revealed his identity.
"It turns out to be His Highness Shengdai."
The old man guarding the formation nodded. He still had doubts. But before asking, Tianchen spoke and said: "Inform the whole clan immediately that our original ancestor is back!"
Hearing this, everyone was extremely surprised. The adult who was rumored to have died in the secret realm... actually returned! In addition to being surprised, they were even more excited and emotional.
Including the old man, several defenders cried bitterly and couldn't help themselves with excitement. How many years, how many years they had been waiting, and how many years they had expected, the legend of the Ancient Sky Clan, the leader of the Ancient Sky Clan finally appeared.
It's back now.
Everything is just like a dream.
"Sir, everyone in the world has been waiting for your return!" Tianchen was also moved, turned around and bowed to the chariot behind him that Zhuo Yifan was sitting on, expressing the whole family's heartfelt expectations and demands.
The original ancestor of a clan, this is the founder and creator of the Tao. He is also the leader of the Tao's faith.
Today, this long-lost faith has come home. There is nothing more touching than this!
"Go back to your ancestors and see." Zhuo Yifan didn't say much. Tears filled his eyes. He was also infected by the warmth of this scene. At the same time, he blamed himself even more, feeling that it was too unethical to use such an identity for convenience.
But the matter has reached this point, and it is impossible for him to confess, let alone expose the long-awaited beliefs of the older generation of the Ancient Sky Clan and the new generation. At the moment, he can only try his best to whitewash the peace and play this identity well.
Go down.
He is determined to make this tribe, which has been dim for a long time in the world of heaven, become prosperous again.
The few people guarding the formation were filled with tears. They ignited the divine ingredients in their hands and lit the bonfire next to the formation. Then, the sunken engravings on the entire altar glowed, releasing huge divine energy.
Along the way, Zhuo Yifan had seen how to activate the altar and activate the magic circle several times, but he was shocked every time. This is the heaven! No tribe in the lower world can consume such a huge amount of energy.
support.
With a "boom" sound, the talisman light dispersed. The altar made a loud noise, and the light pillar shot into the sky. Then a divine road was constructed to communicate with another altar thousands of miles away, establishing a channel.
Tianchen told Zhuo Yifan that this road will lead directly to the deepest part of the wilderness, which is the inner gate of the Tian Clan - the real and only ancestral land in the heaven.
Zhuo Yifan sighed, they were already at the gate of the city, but it was still such a long way to the ancestral land. The foundation of the divine city was too big, far better than that of Dongsheng.
"The world has become lonely, and it is still a small piece of land as big as a palm. There is no progress at all."
In response to this, Xiaokengshu rolled his eyes and felt disdainful: "The Zhongzhou Divine Emperor City is much wider than this one."
"You said that if you want to restore the Holy Clan, you must first have enough footing in the heaven to prove your courage."
At this point, Xiao Kengshu changed the subject and said, "Do you know how big a foothold the Saint Clan had in the heavens back then?"
"Huh?" Zhuo Yifan twitched his eyebrows, curious.
Xiao Kengshu muttered to himself and said with a smile: "Haha, when the Saint Clan was still alive, it occupied an entire state. Now that the Saint Clan has retreated, those three religions and nine streams actually call themselves the Ninety-nine Clan. It's really unnecessary.
Face."
Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan sweated. The Saint Clan was a super giant back then. Who can compare with it?
The chariot slowly drove into the ancestral land of Tianzu, accompanied by majesty and extraordinary power, which alarmed many people for a while.
From a distance, Zhuo Yifan saw the original appearance of Tianzu's ancestral land. It was not the gorgeous and rich one he imagined, but more like a well-preserved ancient ruins.
The stone temple is surrounded on three sides by two rows of a total of 108 huge columns, symbolizing the hardships and changes the Celestial Clan experienced when they founded their clan. It is extremely vast and grand, and is sacred and extraordinary.
Even though they have gone through the baptism of time, the miraculous carvings carved by the master craftsmen on each stone pillar and outside the temple are still brand new and clear. They are so clear that they hardly look like ancient relics.
"This is the true ancestral land of the Heavenly Clan, the Heavenly Crown Temple." Zhuo Yifan said.
This scene is really intoxicating. Once upon a time, those famous craftsmen in the heaven were so immortal. Every beating and every grinding reflected their uncanny craftsmanship.
"Legend has it that when the Ghost Ax Spirit Mother created the Tower of the Three Gods, part of her inspiration came from the Crown of Heaven. Now that you have faith to see it, it is indeed extraordinary." He admired, and at the same time, there was a fluctuation in his heart. He didn't know what his mother was doing now.
How is it? The Fairy Clan captured her, did they treat her, and what were her injuries...
"We can't stay here for too long. We have to go to Zhongzhou as soon as possible." Xiaokengshu also said. The main purpose of their trip to the upper world was to rescue Zhuo's mother. They wanted to find fortune in an instant. They couldn't do too much before they were too weak.
Exposed. And the longer you stay in the ancestral land of other clans, the more disadvantageous it will be to yourself.
The silver-winged Pegasus neighed loudly and pulled the chariot down from the sky to the earth. In the Crown of Heaven Temple, many inner disciples of the Heavenly Ancestor, the Ancient Ancestor, and the Supreme Ancient Ancestor had received the news early and were waiting here.
Their expressions varied, some were excited, some were shocked, and some even had doubts. The legend that once disappeared has now reappeared. Is this really possible?
"Sir, you are back!" An old woman stepped forward. She was an ancient ancestor and was very excited to see Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to make excuses. He knew a little about the etiquette among ancient clans and hurriedly returned the greetings. Then he suppressed his nervousness and said calmly: "Heaven will not destroy me, so I can come back to life again."
The old woman smiled with tears in her eyes, tightly grasped Zhuo Yifan's hands, and asked softly: "What exactly happened back then?"
Zhuo Yifan's thoughts were wandering, and he felt that he couldn't continue to make up the story. Fortunately, Tianchen stepped forward to smooth things over at this moment: "Master Taizu, Tianzu's memory is broken, and he can no longer remember. I hope Master Taizu will not force me."
"Okay! Okay! It doesn't matter! Just come back! My Heavenly Ancestor's faith has returned, and everything is hopeful!"
The old woman nodded repeatedly and said a few good words. Her old eyes were shining brightly as she looked up and down.
She looked at Zhuo Yifan very unnaturally. He was a top holy god, known as the sub-celestial god in the world, and he was very worried about being noticed.
Then, the old woman waved her hand and called to the back: "Take my ancient divine armor of the Heavenly Ancestor!"
"The ancient divine armor of the Heavenly Ancestor?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked. This is an ancestral weapon. Each clan has two to three ancestral weapons of the Zhen clan. They are passed down from the earliest period of the ancient times and absorb divine materials every day.
Divine power and divine charm are not trivial, far beyond the comparison of holy weapons.
"My lord, have you forgotten the ancestral artifact?" the old woman asked softly, always staring at Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan could tell that this question was not malicious, just a joke, but it immediately made him nervous and inexplicable.
Sure enough, it represents the beliefs and legends of a clan. This name is too big. It is just him. If it were an ordinary person, his flaws would have been exposed long ago. (To be continued...)