Bo Xun stood up slowly and looked at the black sun inside his body, floating on the god-devil fetus, absorbing the flying immortal energy and the demon fetus' intention. Both of them were related to it, and they were particularly friendly.
An intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the brilliance of his whole body gradually changed, with a deep and restrained feeling, and the divine body was bright. A series of gorgeous golden rings enveloped him, and his hair was rendered a platinum color.
The sun is hanging in the sky, but it is even more dazzling, as if a spirit is walking in the world, with transcendent meaning flowing towards the outside of the temple.
"Meet the Holy Son!"
"Meet the Holy Son."
"Holy Son, the treasure you ordered has been mined and sent to the palace."
Along the way, both disciples and elders saluted him with smiles. As the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Shaking Light, he held a pivotal position in the Eastern Wasteland.
Especially after the Human King conquered the five major regions, the status of the geniuses who had fought against him naturally increased.
This clan has gone through various periods of darkness and turmoil, but has never declined. It has become a super behemoth, overlooking the world, and has a profound foundation that few can match.
"In the past, a great saint from the Yaoguang Holy Land once visited the Wind Clan and was invited to solve the mystery of their ancestral stele. However, he failed, but he left a deep impression..."
Directly in front, a large hall stood there, filled with traces of the Dao. There were not many traces left by the sage series, but it was the mainstream. This was the place where they worshiped day and night.
This is a very important reception. The Supreme Elder, who is regarded as a powerful force in the extreme, is here, and the head of the family is personally accompanying him. If the outside world knows about it, it will be enough to set off a storm.
It was a glorious era. Although there was no emperor in Yaoguang, there were many sages and sages, and stunning figures emerged from generation to generation. For more than 50,000 years, the cauldron has been engraved with the marks of many sages and sages.
On the earth bag is the Holy Land of Shaking Light, with beautiful mountain peaks, waterfalls and flowing springs, creating a scenery of its own.
If you told people that this magnificent terrain was a big tomb, no one would believe it, but now it seems that it is true.
He raised up the rainbow and explored around the mountain gate of the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and finally felt a lingering lingering sound on the place supported by the big tomb.
After all, this underground place is a chaotic fairy land, which is extremely precious. It would be a great pleasure to be buried here according to the temperament of an unscrupulous Taoist priest.
Looking around, there is a majestic ancient city among the mountains. It will never sink and cannot be seen by outsiders. There is one of the most powerful holy places. It is said that it is an ancient sacred city left by the gods.
Eight hundred floating islands are dotted around, shining like pearls. Each island is unique, like the pure land of the heavens, making people feel peaceful.
Bo Xun thought that what was buried under the Yaoguang Holy Land should be a dojo or a tomb of the ruthless emperor. However, when the empress opened the dojo more than 200,000 years ago, the aura of the Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lord leaked out.
"This aura is somewhat familiar, but a little different. It is the Heavenly Tribulation Technique. Could it be Duan De?"
Looking from afar, the terrain suddenly rose up ahead, like a huge earth bag standing on the ground.
"It really is a big tomb. Could it be that unscrupulous Taoist priests are coming here?"
In the deepest part, there are endless mountains, towering high in the sky, majestic, majestic and breathtaking.
After thinking about it, making good friends is definitely a sure-fire deal.
"This generation finally has a being who can resonate with the imperial soldiers. Yaoguang must seize the opportunity. This great world will definitely rise."
At this moment, as Bo Xun stroked the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns, circles of ripples appeared, forming mysterious dragon patterns, like black dragons coiling around each other, extremely powerful.
boom!
The black imperial cauldron rises and falls, with hundreds of millions of rays of rays of light and millions of dao rays. Immortal energy is boiling in the cauldron, emitting chaotic thunder.
"Great Sage Yaoguang, the ancestral stele of the Wind Clan? A dragon stele. Are they coming from outside the territory too?"
At this time, the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar made a soft sound, like a woman's sigh, resonating with the cauldron, making Bo Xun's brand deeper and deeper, blending into it.
If you don't make friends with such a supreme young king before he grows up, you will miss a huge opportunity.
"In today's generation, he is the only one who has echoes with the Emperor's soldiers. It is said that he is likely to have obtained the brand of the Emperor's Cauldron. This should not be underestimated."
At this moment, Bo Xun's expression changed, and he vaguely noticed something, which was very familiar.
Although they were a little curious as to why the human king suddenly visited the Feng Clan, the status of the other party should not be underestimated, so the head of the Feng Clan immediately arranged for everyone to come.
When Li Yu arrived, looking from a distance, the appearance of the Wind Clan was very majestic, much larger than that of the Holy Land.
"As the oldest force in the Eastern Wasteland, it has been able to stand for such a long time without falling, so it is even more important to pay a visit."
The Yaoguang Holy Land has never been satisfied with just being a holy land, let alone that they really have a Ji Dao Imperial Weapon.
"Fellow Taoist, please, the Holy Lord of our clan has been waiting in the main hall for a long time."
However, it is difficult for the world to know such a secret. Except for the extremely powerful forces who actually had the Great Emperor and possessed the Emperor's soldiers, many people were skeptical about the 'miraculous' rumors.
Soon, they arrived in the central region of the Eastern Wasteland. The Jiang family also received the news. The head of the family waved his hand and directly sent a greeting to the Wind Clan.
Although they do not possess imperial soldiers, they are highly respected and have a high status. However, the secret of their ancestral monument is rarely known and is suspected to contain a big secret.
well···
Bo Xun laughed, with demonic and divine nature coexisting in his black and white eyes, wild and wild. He could feel that the connection with the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was deepening, and as his strength increased, it would eventually be driven by him.
"In this direction, is he going to worship the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron?"
Under normal circumstances, such a request would most likely be rejected if the friendship is not deep, but the Wind Clan's ancestral monument is different. It has invited strong people to help solve the puzzle, but it has not yet been completed. This is naturally another problem.
Having said that, it is not invisible.
"Black gold tripod with dragon pattern, hehehe."
The ancestral stele of the Feng Clan is a dragon stele. According to the Great Sage of Yaoguang, the dragon stele is engraved with words that look like a human head and a snake body, and records a scripture that captures the creation of heaven and earth!
"The Wind Clan? This family is quite mysterious. It is much older than Tianxuan. In other words, it is the oldest family in the Eastern Wasteland. This is the consensus of the Yakuza forces."
"In ancient times, heroes emerge from youth, and the waves behind push the waves ahead. This saying is true."
On that rainy night with strong winds, lightning and thunder, the one from the depths of the ancient forbidden land came, reversed the fate of nature, and used unparalleled magic to create a black gold cauldron with dragon patterns.
In particular, this wave mixed with the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Cap in his body, causing a wonderful reaction.
Li Yu saw them all with a smile, discussed friendships with famous people, and called each other Taoist friends. All the Feng family disciples were speechless and envious.
There have been secrets since ancient times, and it is a very old legend that the corpse is used to prove the Tao. There may have been such a being under the Yaoguang Tomb.
Li Yu had some speculations in his mind, maybe the Wind Clan is really related to Fuxi on Earth.
The so-called worship and hard work are not worth mentioning in front of this.
He pondered for a moment, thought about it, and decided to go to the Wind Clan because the message that had been transmitted was very clear.
He tested the world in boxing and conquered the five realms. However, he was the number one in nine thousand years with just eight characters, which shocked the older generation.
At the same time, Li Yu, who was about to return to Zhongzhou, also had a meal, and the records in the classics in the Yaoguang Holy Land appeared in his mind.
In the end, they were swept away by Bo Xun alone, beaten to pieces, and left in such a state of embarrassment that they still can't forget the deep and demonic gaze of the other party, as if they were going to be swallowed up.
Maybe this land is not simple. There was a reason why it was chosen as the dojo by the ruthless emperor in the first place. Maybe Duan De from that life was actually dug out and studied hard.
It is full of black gold light and is mysterious and unpredictable. It is engraved with flowers, birds, fish and insects, birds and animals, the sun, moon and stars, and is simple and atmospheric.
Bo Xun secretly guessed that a large tomb would have beautiful mountain peaks, a thousand-foot silver waterfall, etc., Qilin beasts appearing, golden crows flying across the sky, and auspicious grass everywhere.
Mountains meet one after another, and the ridges are like the backs of dragons, as if they can leap up at any time and soar into the sky; strange peaks rise side by side, like flying immortals, with steaming clouds and bright clouds, green pines and cypresses, strange rocks standing, and silver waterfalls falling down, emitting the cry of the phoenix.
sound like.
At the same time, in the main hall of the Holy Land, the latent cultivator, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light, seemed to be feeling something and looked towards the direction where the Emperor's Cauldron was enshrined.
Black gold with dragon patterns is hard to find in the world, especially to collect enough to make a cauldron. It is really rare. Being able to get it in the Shaking Light Holy Land can be said to be a great blessing.
"Whose extreme force is in Shaking Light Holy Land? Hahaha!"
People like the Holy Son of Yaoguang have been valued by all the major holy places, making all the saints fearful.
From the perspective of outsiders, this is just an area with higher terrain, which can be called a plateau. Only those who have mastered Feng Shui terrain can detect and see something strange.
This man who has been number one for nine thousand years has lived up to his reputation. No one knows it and no one is dissatisfied with it. Even the most ambitious young man can't hold his head high in front of him.
"Ancestral monument?"
At the top of the palace, there is a middle-aged man sitting upright, with disheveled black hair, clear eyes, and a tall figure. Sitting there, he is very imposing. At first glance, he is someone who has been in power for a long time.
Bo Xun didn't pay attention to them. He walked with his eyes high and his hands behind his back. The scenery in the Yaoguang Holy Land was beautiful, with the fairy aura twinkling and the rays of rays intertwining and permeating the air, creating an extraordinary auspiciousness.
He whispered, the light in his eyes blazing brighter than ever.
The elders on the side conveyed their opinions to the Holy Lord with their thoughts surging.
When the old woman heard that Li Yu was going to the Wind Clan, she became a little curious. The Wind Clan in the Eastern Wasteland has always been mysterious.
You must know that the forces behind the Human King are all giants. There is the Jiang family in the Eastern Wasteland, the Guhua Dynasty in Zhongzhou, the Xuankong Temple and other holy temples in the Western Desert, and the Demon Emperor's Palace in the Nanling Mountains.
The famous guest of the Feng family was very polite and led Li Yu to the reception hall.
"With such a cauldron, even if the Holy Land of Shaking Light has put so much effort into it, the imprint left on it is still not as good as the advantage of the ruthless lineage. It was already doomed on the day it was forged."
Bo Xun arrived and chuckled softly. There was a big black cauldron in front of him, and all traces of the avenue were suppressed.
"The number one human king in nine thousand years is really better than just seeing him. My Taoist friend is truly a hero in this world."
Bo Xun's eyes were deep. In the past, the strong men of the Lighting Holy Land cast this black gold into a tripod shape and placed it on the central immortal peak as if they were worshiping gods. All disciples who entered the temple must pray and kowtow seriously every day.
This highland has the layout of a leaping dragon, the power of flying immortals, and the sound of phoenix, which is rare throughout the ages. If it is used as a burial place, it is naturally of extremely high standards and is quite suitable.
The Wind Clan, the oldest family in the Eastern Wasteland, is both powerful and mysterious. They have learned the secrets of the world and learned the secrets of the supreme way. They are an extremely powerful family.
Now that I see the other person going to interact with Emperor Ding, I feel even more complicated.
There were even two great sages who dedicated their lives and souls. Before they were enthroned, they poured their life's teachings into the cauldron and intertwined them into traces.
His name is Feng Jingyun, the contemporary Holy Lord. He is standing still at this moment, his eyes are extremely deep, he carefully looks at the arriving Li Yu, and reveals a smile.
However, the reality is very cruel. The dragon-patterned black gold was indeed found by the Holy Land itself, but it was not the result of their 50,000 years of worship, nor could it be cast by the sages of the past generations. It had something to do with the emperor.
One day later, Bo Xun walked out of the palace, felt the message, and went straight to the outside of the Yaoguang Holy Land to re-examine this ancient land.
While flipping through the ancient books, he made an unexpected discovery. He looked at a secret recorded in the ancient books and slowly raised his eyebrows.
These islands are motionless, hanging in the sky, with fairy mist surging, like a beautiful divine land; there are also many palaces sitting on them, with carved beams and painted buildings, dragons and flying phoenixes, and fairy clouds flowing, like the kingdom of gods outside the world.
Many cranes, colorful luan and other spiritual birds are flying among the islands.
The Holy Master of the Wind Clan nodded and asked Li Yu to take a seat, the second seat to his left, which was comparable to that of a superior figure.
It is the Black Gold Cauldron with Dragon Pattern, the ultimate imperial weapon. It is also the imperial weapon that has attracted much attention throughout the five regions. There are too many rumors about it.
After changing glasses and changing glasses, a few people exchanged greetings, and the atmosphere gradually became more intense, finally getting down to the main topic. Li Yu proposed his intention of coming. He heard that the Feng Clan's ancestral stele was mysterious and related to the strong men in ancient times, and wanted to meet him in person.
The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan's expression did not change, but he became slightly silent. Such a thing could be big or small. After all, it was just a meeting, not an understanding, so it was nothing.
Every ancient tree in the surrounding areas has grown up only a few years ago. Mountains and rocks rise side by side, spiritual springs gurgling, and auspicious animals appear. This place is magnificent without losing its splendor.
Bo Xun had an idea. He immediately returned to the Holy Land and consulted many ancient books to understand the past. There were many secrets buried in this land.
"Clan leader, the human king has unlimited potential in the future, so we should make good friends with him. There is no harm in giving him a thought."
The faces of several quasi-holy sons in the distance turned slightly pale. A few days ago, they had achieved success in cultivation, and they wanted to use the power of human kings to dominate the five realms to challenge the contemporary holy sons.
At this time, many famous people from the Wind Clan were standing outside the Divine Island with smiles on their faces, and a group of disciples were following them. When they saw Li Yu arriving, they all stepped forward to greet him.
"Hahaha, my little friend is visiting my Wind Clan, and I want to show my kindness as a landlord. Since I am fascinated by the ancestral monument, I will take my little friend with me soon."
The Holy Lord of the Feng Clan raised his glass with a smile, drank with Li Yu, and accepted it.
He was not surprised that Li Yu knew about the ancestral monument. In the past, he had also invited strong men from the Jiang family to come and help.
The original article describes the ancient stele of the Wind Clan, which is the Dragon Stele, engraved with a human head and a snake body pattern. Phoenix said it was left by the ancient Tianzun. Ye Fan suspected that Fuxi had formed the seal of reincarnation, so he guessed it had something to do with it.