Chapter 129: The heroic spirit of the holy ancestor, sleepless all night
"I didn't expect that the Holy Ancestor would be so determined!" The man in blue robe sighed.
"I don't know what is so special about that sage that he can win the favor of the Holy Ancestor so much!" The man in white robe frowned and said in confusion.
"I originally thought about gathering a group of people to discuss things with him tonight, taking the opportunity to suppress him and trample on his reputation within the clan! But now..." The man in blue robe took a sip of tea depressedly and frowned.
It's getting tighter and tighter, and it seems that the tea I usually love no longer smells good.
Qin Yu now lives in the Qin Emperor's Residence. Even if you give him a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to go there and cause trouble.
I almost want to die!
"Is this really the case?" the man in white robe said unwillingly.
"No matter what, if he wants to be the Son of God, he has to ask about the sword in my hand!" The man in blue robe said, an invisible sword intention emerged, and the three-foot green sharp edge behind him unsheathed, turning into a divine light and soaring into the sky.
"What are you doing?"
"We are definitely not the only ones who are unconvinced... In the current situation, it is definitely not possible for each of us to fight alone! I will summon them, and when the ceremony of conferring gods is held, we will jointly submit a remonstration, and we will argue with the Son of God... I
I think the Holy Ancestor wouldn’t refuse!”
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"This is the residence of the Qin Emperor!"
Qin Yu looked up and saw a bluestone staircase in front of him that was ninety-nine steps high.
There are huge incense burners on both sides, filled with precious dragon-patterned incense.
The fragrance is fragrant, has the magical effect of calming the mind and resisting inner demons.
At first glance, the smoke is filling the air, making it feel like you are in a fairyland.
"The clan rules are strict, I can't accompany you up there!" Qin Siyao pursed her lips and took a step back.
"good!"
After Qin Yu finished speaking, he stepped onto the stairs.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but as he was walking on the stairs, he vaguely heard someone calling him in the smoke that filled the air.
If you listen closely, it sounds like thousands of armies and horses fighting, or like ancient gods and demons howling.
It was loud and noisy like rain, and in an instant it was hard to hear clearly.
Qin Yu didn't know how long he had walked along the ninety-nine bluestone steps.
I only know that when I stood at the highest point, the sky was filled with stars and the night was already deep.
The main hall in front of you is ancient and vicissitudes of life, with an open door and bright lights inside.
Qin Yu stepped into it and saw two rows of bright lamps in front of him.
Behind each lamp, there is a jade plaque with ancient characters engraved on it.
"The spiritual position of the Qin family in the distant mountains..." He looked at the jade tablet nearest to him and murmured softly.
Qin Yuanshan...this name seems so familiar!
"That boy from Yuanshan is the youngest, but extremely talented, especially good at swordsmanship! He can be regarded as the founder of the sword sect within our Qin clan!" A figure suddenly appeared beside Qin Yu, stroking the jade plaque in front of him.
, eyes full of memories.
"The founder of the Sword Sect?" Qin Yu's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and said: "The Holy Ancestor of Tianjue?"
He finally remembered where he had heard this name.
Astonishingly, it was recorded in the records of the Qin family that he possessed the Heavenly Saint Body, created the Heavenly Swordsmanship, and was the Saint Ancestor of the Heavenly Swordsmanship who once cut down a palace in the sky with one sword!
Before Tian Jue Saint Ancestor, no one in the Qin tribe was good at swordsmanship.
After the Holy Ancestor Tian Jue, the Qin clan’s swordsmanship is supreme!
His father, Qin Haoran, is known as Tianxuan's number one swordsman!
It is the sword scripture left by the Tianjue Sword Master who has been practicing since childhood!
Standing on the shoulders of giants, he finally found his own path, created the awe-inspiring sword spirit, and became a great master!
Unexpectedly, I would see his spiritual tablet here.
"Yes, in the memories of you juniors, this is what he is called..." Qin Lie, who suddenly appeared, nodded and said.
The dim holy power in his palm turned into a warm halo and slowly poured into the spiritual position.
I saw that as the holy power entered, the light in the spiritual position flickered, and it seemed to come to life.
A phantom gradually appeared on the spiritual throne, wearing a black robe, holding a three-foot green sword, with an invincible look.
It is none other than the Holy Ancestor Tianjue!
"This is this?" Qin Yu looked at the figure with doubts in his heart, and a strange color appeared in his heart.
"Can you tell anything?" Qin Lie said, his hands moving constantly.
"At first glance, it looks like a divine soul, but it doesn't have the aura of the divine soul. It's like...a body without consciousness!" Qin Yu said his thoughts after considering it.
"Yes, this is not a divine soul, but a heroic spirit!" Qin Lie nodded slowly.
"Heroic spirit?" Qin Yu remembered that Qin Siyao had said this to him before.
"Having a soul but no spirit, having essence but no intelligence...that is a heroic spirit!"
Qin Lie slowly explained, then walked to the next spiritual position, and poured the holy power into it as he had done.
If a living person has no consciousness, he is a living dead.
Then a soul without spiritual intelligence is a heroic spirit!
Theoretically, only when a monk is about to die, his soul is about to wither, and his spirituality is destroyed, will a short-lived heroic spirit appear!
But why are there so many heroic spirits preserved for such a long time in front of us!
"This is Xiyao, one of the few women among our group!" Qin Lie walked up to a new spiritual tablet and began to introduce it to Qin Yu:
"She is a woman as beautiful as water... beautiful and dignified, with great talent and understanding... I remember back then, the people who came to propose marriage almost broke the threshold of my Qin family!"
As Qin Lie's holy power poured in, a misty heroic spirit emerged. Qin Yu took a quick look and found that it was exactly as Qin Lie said, elegant and intellectual, and it seemed that he would calm down after just one look.
"This boy's name is Qin Kai. He has a naughty nature and always gets into trouble. When he was young, the clan wiped his ass for the mistakes he made... Fortunately, he was still up to par. In the last battle, one person lost two people.
Respect the lives of monsters in the same realm!"
It seemed that because Qin Lie recalled the tragedy of the past, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.
After a while, he let out a long sigh and walked towards the next spiritual throne.
In this way, every time he arrived in front of a new spiritual tablet, Qin Lie would introduce to Qin Yu the identity of the owner of the spiritual tablet and his deeds that year.
Like an ordinary old man, telling the younger generation about the war of the past.
"Over the years, I always think of them calling me ancestor. They put all their hopes on me, believing that I can wait for them to kill them... It's my incompetence!" Qin Lie's eyes showed unconcealable sadness.
Seeing this, Qin Yu couldn't imagine that the Nine Sun Saint Ancestor, who was so powerful in the world during the day, would actually have such a moment.
"I brought them to heaven, but I also brought them to destruction!"
"When they followed me to expand my territory with great expectations, they never thought that they would end up in this situation!"
"I could only watch helplessly as they were besieged to death by enemies several times our size, their bodies shattered, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere..."
"I'm sorry for them!"
"Actually... I should have died a long time ago!" Qin Lie looked at the illuminated heroic spirits around him and looked at the familiar faces, his expression calmed down.
"But I can't die! If I die... the foundation of the Qin clan that they exchanged for their lives will be destroyed!"
"There are too many people who want to see our jokes..."
Qin Yu couldn't calm down as he listened to Qin Lie's intermittent talk.
No wonder some people often say that living requires more courage than dying.
Qin Lie lived for millions of years and endured millions of years of torture.
"Over the years, every once in a while, I will transfer the holy power in my body to them, hoping that one day a miracle will happen and they can stand in front of me again and call me ancestor..."
"Wait until I'm desperate!"
"It's been hundreds of thousands of years, and I was already planning to give up! But by chance, you're here!" He turned around and looked at Qin Yu, his eyes burning.
"According to rumors, a born sage who is blessed by the Great Dao can make all the impossible possible!"
"I want to know if they can still stand up!"
His eyes were so hot, like a volcano that had been suppressed for countless years was about to erupt.
Qin Yu knew what his reply meant to Qin Lie.
After hundreds of thousands of years of waiting, will it finally bear fruit?
Qin Yu took a breath, looked at the heroic spirits floating around, and slowly walked forward.
That night, countless people in the Qin clan could not sleep all night!
[Author's digression]: The sixth update is here! Begging for money