The root of life in heaven and earth is the root, which is strong and never fades. It is shaped like the marrow bone of the human body's aura and is deeply rooted.
If the subject's consciousness is not voluntary, it will not matter whether it is an innate spiritual root or an acquired spiritual root.
Even if strong external force is used to take it away, it can only break the spiritual root into pieces, and it is absolutely impossible to take it out completely and preserve its spirituality.
However, Bai Lian had just used his hand to extract spiritual roots from the air, and Ying Xiu had no defense against it.
He was as light and simple as picking something out of a bag. He left the body completely without any damage, and not even a trace of spiritual power was leaked.
The seemingly sparse and ethereal white wind lines actually surrounded the six spiritual roots like an iron barrel.
The method is so miraculous that it’s breathtaking!
Ying Xiu covered his heart. For a moment, his body was like a sieve with holes, and the spiritual energy was pouring out. He looked at Bailian in pain and horror: "What kind of magic did you use!"
Shen Tu thought that Bai Lian was coveting His Highness Yingxiu's six-path spiritual root and was trying to take it for himself, so he said angrily: "How dare you touch His Highness's spiritual root! You should be punished!"
After roaring angrily, the palm of his hand was vomiting energy, and his murderous intent was so great that he wanted to immediately violently kill him.
Han Qi's eyes were like fire, and he observed the subtle details, as if he had noticed it, and stopped him: "Wait a minute, Grand King's Palace! This seems to be..."
Before Han Qi could finish his words, Balian lowered his eyes and stared at the spiritual root, and faintly uttered one word: "Broken!"
These words were like words and deeds of the Dharma. Without any movement on his part, the silver fish in the center of the spiritual root on the lamp shone brightly.
The six spiritual roots shattered in response, turning into specks of light, and then dissipated between heaven and earth.
Everyone was dumbfounded and took a breath of cold air. Tianling Gai was shocked.
Han Qi's eyes shone brightly, and he forcefully held down Shen Tu who was about to explode, with a strange expression on his face:
"This is the self-created secret technique of Prince Shen of the Ancient Yin Kingdom, the Thousand Machine Seal, which can control thirty-six spiritual roots!"
The prince of Guyin Kingdom officially embarked on the path of spiritual roots two hundred years ago, created his own Thousand Machine Seal, and specialized in studying all kinds of spiritual roots.
So far, countless spiritual roots have been born from his hands, but there are only thirty-six top-quality spiritual roots that have become famous and known to the world.
Whenever the acquired spiritual root comes from Shen Jibai's hand, there will be a small Thousand Machine Seal.
Those who hold this seal will be destroyed, and those who create their own spiritual roots will not be able to respond to any of them!
The man in front of me came from Zhongyou, so of course he couldn't be the famous prince of the Immortal Kingdom.
But since he can hold the Thousand Machine Seal, it means that this seal was given by the prince of the Immortal Kingdom.
How could Shen Jibai leave the decision-making power of destroying every work he cherishes to others?!
This kind of behavior means that all of his hundreds of years of hard work has been handed over to the hands of one person.
Madman! What a madman!
Regardless of who this young man is, the origin of the six-path spiritual root in His Highness Yingxiu's body is undoubtedly the truth stated by this young man.
A defective spiritual root with extremely harmful side effects was a gift from the Grand Leader of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance.
No one could imagine what kind of price His Highness the Crown Prince had promised to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance in exchange for such a spiritual root.
This kind of power obtained by relying on shortcuts and external forces is all illusory, and the spiritual roots are not long-lasting. How can His Highness have the confidence to express such heroic ambitions?
Isn’t this going to ruin my future in Zhongyou?!
The way the courtiers in Zhongyou looked at Ying Xiu changed completely. They no longer respected and worshiped Ying Xiu like a god, but went from full of hope to despair.
It's forgivable to be useless, but to risk everything in Zhongyou with your mediocre aspirations is really selfish and abominable.
Some courtiers asked bitterly: "Why did His Highness the Crown Prince do this? The Wan Dao Immortal Alliance is so ambitious that it spent so much time supporting the Crown Prince to succeed to the throne, but does it have plans for me, Zhongyou?"
"His Royal Highness is really ignorant in his actions. He is still too young. I see this matter of supervising the country. Your Highness should stop thinking about it!"
It is an extremely disrespectful act to lead outsiders into the palace of government. As the prince of a country, leading outsiders to the Holy Land of Zhongyou is inherently impure.
It is even more shameful and hateful to possess fake spiritual roots to deceive your own people and covet the throne!
There was great injustice in the hearts of everyone, but they were still intimidated and fearful of Ying Ji Tianwei. Although their words were questions, they did not dare to be too presumptuous.
But the pointing eyes of countless people were like poisonous snakes twisting and dancing above Ying Xiu's head, seeming to swallow him whole.
Ying Xiu felt like he was going to be stabbed to pieces by that gaze. He stared blankly at the mottled light and dust fragments all over the ground. The loss of power, the detachment of spiritual roots, and the hidden injuries in the body that could no longer be suppressed were as dense as the spread of a poisonous disaster.
The ground crawled onto his skin and cheeks.
The traces of the spread of poisonous fire are really identifiable.
The ministers of Zhongyou who were able to enter the Imperial Palace were all very knowledgeable, and they could recognize the spreading scars on his face at a glance.
It was clearly a backlash injury caused by forcibly controlling the Ghost King Lamp and using it improperly!
At this moment, Qiao Yu seemed to have a bright light, and the mystery that had puzzled him for three years was finally clear.
Although Emperor Taiyin harbored great hatred for Baili Yu, what kind of person was the Emperor? He was a powerful and revered immortal from ancient times to the present, the ruler of the Nine Netherworlds, and the supreme existence between heaven and earth.
Even though he had murderous intentions towards Bailiyu, and even harmed his fellow sect members, he left behind the out-of-control Ghost King Lantern, leading corpses to the world, and the act of massacring the common people is a mystery no matter how you look at it.
What if the Emperor's original intention of leaving the lamp was not to teach the Tianxi Sword Sect, but then someone else actually turned on the Ghost King's lamp with the help of a trace of the Emperor's bloodline, causing a catastrophe!
It caused the immortal cultivating sects from all over the world to hold grudges against Zhongyou, causing misfortune to flow eastwards.
Three years later, he appeared in Zhongyou again as a savior who turned the tide. It seemed that he was helping Zhongyou out of trouble, but in fact, he was pressing hard on his biological mother, eyeing the throne with covetousness, and used various methods to promote himself.
worth and value.
Now when I look back and think about my taste carefully, isn’t it like having a big cake brought to my doorstep?
Isn't it just a mental illness to help outsiders paint a pie for one's own people and bring trouble to one's own family?
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Regarding the matter of the Tianxi, the prince can look on indifferently, but how can he have the intention to do harm." The courtiers in Zhongyou who recognized the traces were furious.
"The prince can have the intention to kill his father today, and he can have the intention to kill his mother tomorrow! After all these things today, the prince is obviously lacking in virtue! He is not worthy to be the master of my Zhongyou!"
"Not worthy of being the Lord of Zhongyou?" Ying Xiu just listened quietly like a dead person.
When he heard the last sentence, all his chaotic thoughts were instantly hollowed out, and his face suddenly turned as white as a ghost.
A pair of eyeballs were covered with a layer of cruel and crazy scarlet bloodshot, as if the most sensitive nerve had been severely touched.
He smiled lowly and looked around like a lone wolf cornered, his eyes dark and boundless:
"Gu is the son of Emperor Zhongyou and has the blood of Jiuyou. Gu's mother has not spoken yet, so what qualifications do you, all ants, have to judge whether Gu is right or wrong!"
Ying Xiu's palm was tightly covering his chest, and his five fingers dug deeply into the bright red wound without knowing the pain, and the blood dripped and stained a large part of his sleeve red.
His expression was as if he was crazy, and he was approaching the position where the courtiers in Zhongyou were standing step by step. His eyes were sinister, but his staggering steps seemed to be stuck in a swamp and he couldn't extricate himself!
"What can you do if you are angry? Did you move the ghost king's lamp? Did you attract the anger from all directions and put Zhongyou into danger! You covet the throne and want to replace your mother! But so what!"
His steps became more and more unsteady, and his spiritual power leaked out crazily. The rolling red flesh burn scars on his face completely destroyed the original beauty of his face, leaving only a twisted and ferocious look:
"It's only natural that a mother plots for her son! It's true that Gu killed Zhongyou! But don't you guys live well? Gu Ke once killed a Zhongyou person!
Since Gu has the ability to stir up this storm, he naturally has the ability to calm it down!
He has been isolated as the crown prince for more than two hundred years and strives for perfection in everything, no matter how big or small the affairs of the court are.
You do everything yourself, but you can only get a reputation for diligence, but overnight, if you make a small mistake, you will be punished with sharp words like a knife and your heart will be punished!"
His eyes were mocking and sarcastic: "It really complies with the saying that if you accumulate good deeds for hundreds of years, few will know about it; if you do evil for one day, it will be heard all over the world!"
It is true that Gu Da has lost the hearts of the people today, but what can this change? As long as Gu Da is still the prince of Zhongyou, you will all be Gu's subordinates!
So what if you know the truth? So what if you use fake spiritual roots to deceive the world!
Mother has not yet given her holy will! Do you really dare to destroy Gubucheng?
Don’t forget that Zhongyou is a dynasty owned by the Ying family! Without the Ying family’s bloodline to continue the dynasty, Zhongyou will only become a piece of loose sand!”
"Don't forget your identity and situation. From the beginning, it's not that I need you, but you that need me!"
"You are really arrogant and lawless!"
Qiao Yu from the Three Kings Palace was so angry that he almost bit his teeth to pieces at these words.
He raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck out, hitting Ying Xiu's shoulder and knocking him to the ground hard.
He lowered his eyes coldly and looked at His Highness the Crown Prince who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, and then tied him tightly with two more thunder ropes.
He said coldly: "You keep saying that His Majesty is crazy and incapable of running the government. Now it seems to me that His Majesty is not only crazy, but also ignorant and stupid! Selfish!"
Yingxiu fell to the ground, unable to struggle. The rope turned into thunder tightened his skin and penetrated deeply into his bones, making him miserable.
Meeting Qiao Yu's eyes that wanted to kill people, he sneered coldly: "You are right, even the cynical Three Kings Palace would not dare to take the life of His Highness easily!"
He raised his head high, breathing heavily, and his eyes were red and bloodshot.
The black hair at the temples was wetted by sweat due to the pain in the body, and stuck to the wounds on the face. The black hair contrasted with the black hair, making it look more like a ghost who was not allowed to be reincarnated in hell!
"I am guilty! It is not your turn to decide!"
When Shen Tu saw that Ying Xiu's tough attitude was like crazy, he knew that the situation today was completely lost.
Although the six Yin Kings are not qualified to kill the prince, in Zhongyou, in terms of real power, they are far superior to the prince who has made no achievements.
When the emperor breaks the law, he is guilty of the same crime as the people.
Ying Xiu has committed such a heinous crime, and his succession to the throne today is even more unjust and unjust.
Although the six Yin Kings could not kill him, they had enough reason to punish him with three hundred thunders and send him to hell!
Right now, the only thing Ying Xiu can rely on is the mother-son relationship with His Majesty.
In the final analysis, the mistakes he made can be considered serious or minor.
Three years ago, the disaster of ghouls caused the death of some monks in the world. Fortunately, the Tianxi Sword Sect guided them in time and the casualties were not considered heavy.
The road is vast and human life is elusive.
If the benefits given to those monks were generous enough, would it be possible for the dead monk sect to really dare to compete with Zhongyou?
It is difficult to make up for today's loss of power. For the current plan, we can only endure the humiliation and bear the burden and make plans again.
Once Ying Xiu's situation was over, it was a foregone conclusion. The disciples of the immortal sects who came with him saw that the situation was not good, and they all wanted to retreat.
Among the casual cultivators of the Seventy-sixth Tribulation Realm of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, a man wearing the purple robe of a direct disciple of the saber-toothed tiger stood up and said in a serious voice:
"My dear Sima Yan of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, three years ago in the White Camel Mountain Ghost King Lantern Incident, 300,000 ghouls poisoned the world.
This calamity was originally thought to have come from the instruction of Taiyin Emperor. As a sage and sage, the people of our generation are responsible for the Zhongyou. We originally had some scruples, lest we offend His Holiness."
Sima Yan glanced at Ying Xiu and said, "But today it seems that the initiator of the disaster three years ago was actually the Crown Prince of your dynasty?
In this way, the relationship between Zhongyou and Zhongyou is very important. If we don't give an explanation to our Immortal Alliance today, I'm afraid we won't give up on this matter easily."
Qiao Yu looked at him coldly, her eyebrows raised high, as if she was filled with anger.
How long had the majesty of the Zhongyou Dynasty been so lightly provoked in front of the palace of state affairs?
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They are the six Yin Kings that Zhongyou cannot afford to offend.
Killing intent emerges, and terrifying invisible pressure rises!
But Sima Yan, who claimed to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Alliance, was not afraid at all. He held his head high and continued: "We come here sincerely, but Zhongyou's divination cannot be done. How can we still want to kill arbitrarily?"
His cultivation level was far inferior to that of the King of Yin, but his momentum was unyielding. He took a step forward with a certain fearless aura as if he was going to live or die:
"We, the disciples of the Immortal Sect, accompanied His Highness the Crown Prince of your dynasty, went to Zhongyou to ask for an explanation. It was seen from all directions. If Lord Yin King were to kill people here today, I don't know what the people in this world would do to the Zhongyou Dynasty.
idea?"
Qiao Yu narrowed his eyes and said with anger: "Do you really think that this palace dare not touch you?!"
He didn't move a step, but there was terrible pressure in his words, forcing Sima Yan's body to suddenly dwarf, as if thousands of mountains were tumbling down, and scarlet blood slowly overflowed from his seven orifices.
Sima Yan smiled ferociously, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, snorted coldly, and with great difficulty took out a piece of deed paper with red gold and lace embroidery from his arms despite the huge weight.
The names of each of the thirteen capitals of Zhongyou are written on it, and at the end is Ying Xiu's private seal imprint. The imprint is bright red, and it is the prince's blood that inscribes the seal on the clay.
Seeing this scene, not to mention Qiao Yu, the expressions of everyone in the hall, including Shen Tu, suddenly changed, as if they had seen an extremely shocking scene, and their faces were all horrified and horrified.
Balian glanced at the object in the man's hand, and a deep coldness slowly brewed in his eyes.
Sima Yan sneered and said: "What the Zhongyou Dynasty did three years ago was enough to make the world angry and resentful. In recent days, hundreds of immortal sects have already joined forces with the intention of crusading. If it hadn't been for the prince of your dynasty who promised these Zhongyou Thirteen
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