Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters the childhood of the ruthless emperor
Chapter 892 The Childhood of the Ruthless Emperor
The divine city remains the same, its walls are cast like tungsten iron and shimmer with cold light. It has been immortal since ancient times and has been the center of the Northern Territory since ancient times.
Now, the ancient tribes in the Northern Territory have revived, and this place has become more prosperous. Taoist Yuanshi and Taoist Tongtian spread the word naturally and quickly.
The Heart of the Ancient Tea Tree for Enlightenment is a priceless treasure. If you carry it with you to practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort. It will help you to get closer to the order of heaven and earth and help you realize the Way. It is a rare treasure.
The Emperor's face was livid, but he had already spoken. If breaking his promise would be a big stain on his identity as the son of God, he finally reluctantly gave up his love and had someone send it to him.
This was an old man, one of his guardians. He came to a small teahouse in the sacred city, took a deep look at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, and left a pendant.
It is round and clear, and is the essence core of the tea tree that has enlightened the Tao. It is crystal clear and translucent, with a stripe network winding around it. It is naturally connected to the Tao and resonates with it.
The Immortal Emperor carved a coffin out of the trunk of the Enlightenment tea tree, refined its core, and left it to his heirs. It is difficult to find a second one in the world. It is a dream-level sacred treasure.
"I didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven would bear the pain and send it out." Pang Bo laughed, holding it in the palm of his hand and watching carefully, feeling as if he was connected to the Tao at this moment.
"I don't need it, just put it away." Seeing him hand it over, Ye Fan said that he had Bodhi Seed, which was equally powerful.
The level of cutting off the Tao is right in front of us. Today's enlightenment must rely on oneself to realize the true sublimation of the "Tao Self". Neither the Bodhi Seed nor the tea tree heart is necessary for enlightenment.
Pang Bo and Ye Fan share life and death, and came to this world together. Naturally, they were not polite and took them with them directly.
"Is the divine fortune teller's prediction accurate? Can we really leave this world?" Pang Bo asked. The two of them visited many friends these days because they were afraid of leaving at any time.
"It's hard to say. It may take months, years, or even decades to leave." Ye Fan frowned. The next moment, they crossed the void and disappeared, not wanting to be followed by someone sent by the angry Emperor.
Calculation.
"Damn it, this stupid bird took one more bite and suffered a huge loss!" the Black King shouted in Tianzhi Village.
Ji Ziyue smiled and gently stroked the furry little phoenix bird with her delicate hands. It was only as big as a fist, round and round, and every hair was golden and shining, and its aura was compelling.
"Chirp chirp..."
It was chirping softly, flapping its wings while soaking in the water mixed with the nine orifices Holy Spirit Liquid. It looked like it was enjoying itself. Just now it took a sip of the divine liquid.
Now, everyone can see its potential, and at worst it can grow to the realm of demon saint. After the Ji family learned the cause and effect, they naturally cultivated it at all costs, and asked Ji Ziyue to bring a piece of "magic material" in exchange for the nine-aperture psychic.
Divine liquid.
This piece of meat is only as big as a knuckle, crystal clear, possessing an immortal wave, filled with divine radiance, and indescribably strange.
However, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Monkey, and Black Emperor felt a trembling feeling when they faced it, and couldn't help but want to bow down. The most bizarre thing was that Duan De's Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar was clanking.
"Don't tell me...this is the emperor's flesh and blood!?" Li Tian swallowed hard.
Even Qi Luo was alarmed and rushed over immediately, while Yan Yixi, Li Heishui and others quickly surrounded him, all full of surprise.
Duan De rubbed his hands, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "Is this the flesh and blood of the Void Emperor?"
"No." Ji Ziyue wrinkled her nose and gave him a big roll of her eyes.
"Qiang Qiang..." The sky-swallowing demon cap in Duan De's eyebrows twitched, and then flew out on its own, hanging above his head, with streaks of fairy light hanging down.
"It is definitely the flesh of the ancient emperor. Even though all its essence has been lost, it still resonates with the Jidao Emperor's soldiers. Could this be... the bones of a ruthless man?!" Duan De was horrified.
"It was something brought out from the Bronze Immortal Palace countless years ago." Ji Ziyue said seriously.
Everyone's hearts jumped and they looked shocked. This gift from the Ji family was really big enough. Although it was just a small piece of flesh and blood, it was priceless. It fell from the emperor's corpse and could not only be cast.
The Immortal Weapon can also be used for cultivation. Its most precious thing is the Emperor Pattern contained within it, which if fully understood can be used for a lifetime!
The power of the emperor within it has naturally been dissipated long ago and has been guided out by the Ji family. Otherwise, no one can get close to it, and the body will collapse, and no one can desecrate the emperor.
The Bronze Immortal Palace is shrouded in a mysterious aura, which only appears once in thousands to tens of thousands of years. It can travel through the earth's veins, and the place where it is born is different every time.
According to legend, there is a secret to becoming an immortal inside, but no one can find out the end. Almost all the people who have entered it have died.
Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue were lucky enough to enter and got a great opportunity. With the help of the green copper block, they collected the source of the mother energy of all things and returned from a narrow escape.
The human prodigy Nangong Zheng also returned alive. He was one of the few survivors in ancient and modern records. In addition, there was also a great sage who returned alive. The others all turned into bones and perished.
The great sage gained the most, but unfortunately he did not live to enjoy it. He was the only living person countless years ago and carried some broken corpses from the Bronze Immortal Palace.
Unfortunately, not everyone can touch the emperor's corpse, even if he is a great sage. In addition, his lifespan was not long, and he died on the day he was carried out.
What happened next is known to many ancient religions in the Eastern Wasteland, because there are many rumors that the most prosperous holy places in the world divided the body parts equally.
"In the past, the ancestors in the family always denied it, saying it was just rumors, but now they finally told me the truth. Everything is true," Ji Ziyue said.
The Ji family was the luckiest. They found a ring in the flesh and blood. It looked ordinary. It was made of polished bronze sheets. It was very rough, as if it was made by a child.
However, it is immortal and has existed for who knows how many thousands of years. It is stronger than the Holy Soldier and has withstood the hardships of the years.
It does not have any Taoist patterns on it, but it has a mysterious power that is difficult to fathom and can be called a secret treasure. Later, a saint from the Ji family speculated that this was originally a piece of ordinary copper, but it was the emperor's last treasure.
The beloved object has been worn by him for many years and has been nourished by the emperor's divinity. It may also be the sustenance of his soul and has been transformed into an immortal treasure.
Only the ancient emperors had this method of turning a piece of ordinary copper into a fairy ring, which was immortal and full of divinity!
"brush"
There was a flash of light in Ji Ziyue's hand, and an ancient ring appeared. It was indeed rough and not exquisite at all, but it had an indescribable charm that could make any treasure dim in front of it.
This ring was originally lost. Ji Ziyue found it in a corner of the family when she was young. She played with it in her hand. At that time, it released wisps of fairy light, which alarmed the clan elders. Later, a group of elders secretly gave it to them.
She warned never to lose it.
"boom"
The Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap seemed to be resurrected, sending out wisps of extreme divine power, breaking away from Duan De's head, quickly shrinking in size, and constantly rising and falling above Ji Ziyue's palm.
Everyone was shocked, but what was a little reassuring was that its power was restrained and did not hurt anyone, it just made people frightened.
"Does the corpse in the Bronze Immortal Palace really belong to a ruthless person?" Everyone was surprised.
"It's it..." Duan De trembled, and he told a surprising thing. Ever since he got the Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap, he had occasional nightmares, and he would always see a rough ring and a ghost face mask.
Now, seeing this rough copper ring, his hair went cold and he broke into a cold sweat. It was exactly the same as what he had seen in his dream.
"The Ring of the Cruel Emperor..." When everyone learned about it, they were all stunned. This was indeed an immortal treasure!
There is no doubt that Wu Ren is a miracle. He lived far longer than other great emperors. He was reborn several times and lived for more than three or four lives. It is really shocking to the ancient and modern times.
"Are the Nanling Heavenly Emperor and Luan Gu Emperor also ruthless people?" Pang Bo said.
"Perhaps the Nanling Heavenly Emperor is, but Luan Gu is definitely not. There is a great sage in my heaven who has met the Luan Gu Emperor." Qi Luo shook his head.
There are too many secrets about the ruthless man, and some people even suspect that he is not dead, but has been reborn and survived forever. Of course, there are more opponents, because it is impossible for two great emperors to live in the same life in the world. This one makes people
The awe-inspiring emperor finally emerged.
"I often experience a feeling of separation in my dreams. Occasionally I can see a blurry picture. A little girl with braids is crying as she sends a boy and a group of people away for a long journey. There is a five-color altar in front of them."
This was the fundamental reason why Ji Ziyue showed this ring. When she saw this scene, she couldn't calm down. Knowing that Ye Fan would leave, she couldn't help but tell the secret of the five-color altar.
In Ji Ziyue's dream, it was a very remote mountain village.
The little girl comes from a poor family, and her little clothes are all patched, and even her little shoes have holes in her toes, which makes her look pitiful.
The boy was her only relative, and they depended on each other. The grimace mask was their only toy, and there were no extravagant jewelry. To make the little girl happy, the boy made a ring for her out of a piece of bronze. Although it was very rough, the little girl thought it was a ring.
Made a baby.
Later, a group of people came here, regarded the young man as a prodigy, and took him away. They shook their heads at the little girl's qualifications, allowed her to cry, and took the young man away by force.
The little girl cried loudly and ran away with her tattered little shoes. The young man begged and begged, and finally one of the people in the group agreed to let her see her off.
Finally, they came to a five-color altar. The boy, a group of people and many young wizards boarded it. They were about to travel far away. The little girl cried, but she could no longer get closer.
Before leaving, the young man took away the ghost face mask, left the ring, waved it at her vigorously, and finally disappeared on the five-color altar.
A few years later, the little girl grew up in hardship and always stayed near the altar. One day, she saw many people returning and ran forward desperately, only to see the boy's bones. She was forcibly pulled away and even
Unable to take another look, she burst into tears and was never seen again.
But all the pictures stopped here and never appeared again. This was the blurry picture that Ji Ziyue often dreamed of wearing the ring.
"Is that little girl the ruthless emperor later?" Their hearts were filled with ups and downs.
"Without qualifications, this poor little girl turned out to be the supreme ruthless emperor who shook the world?!" When they learned about it, they were not shocked, but felt pity and sigh.
Every time you face the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and look at the grimace mask on it that seems to be crying but not crying, or smiling but not smiling, you can't help but feel sad and infected.
Many people were guessing that it was an unforgettable experience for ruthless people, with tears in their smiles and good memories in their bitterness, but they never thought there was such a secret.
To outsiders, that may be an ordinary and ordinary past event, but it is the most precious thing in the little girl's life, and it is a memory that the ruthless emperor cannot forget.
No one knows what happened to her when she grew up. That may have been the beginning of her glory. She was invincible across the world, at least in the eyes of outsiders, but she was not remembered by herself. What happened next?
No one knows.
Ji Ziyue looked at Ye Fan and said softly: "I know you are going far away. Not long ago, I checked the geographical map of mountains and rivers and found the current location of the five-color altar in the dream..."