"No, this is not the real state, let alone the past where time flows backward." Liu Zhan looked at this scene and realized something: "It is said that monsters are different from humans. After their children are born, they can be inherited in the blood." "From the perspective of Taoism, this inheritance is actually a small piece of Yuanshen. I didn't expect that not only is this true, but the inheritance spirit can also construct such a real small world."
"Although it is an illusion, if you are injured here, it will affect your body. If you benefit here, your body will also get feedback."
"I just don't know what era this memory is from. It can't be this dynasty anyway."
Thinking like this, they have already passed through the main hall.
The demon official who shouted had a higher official position than the demon official who Liu Zhan took away the body, so he ordered: "Go and count the utensils for sacrifice."
"Hmph, those little demons can't even count the numbers. We still need to supervise them. Not many of them can be used."
Liu Zhan agreed, sent a few little demons to work, pretended to supervise, and explained his guess to Zheng Yingci.
"...Monsters are different from humans. They often leave the memories of their parents and even higher people in the form of spirits and pass them on."
"This should be the inheritance spirit opened by Lord Long."
After explaining, Liu Zhan couldn't help but sigh and thought to himself: "It's a pity that Huidao has never been willing to work for me, so I can't make targeted preparations."
The inheritance of Tianjishu requires not only Taoism, but also some kind of talent.
Hye Do is a talented person.
Liu Zhan didn't want to think more deeply about the fate of Huidao's teacher. However, even if he had grievances, could he resist and passively disobey?
Compared with Hui Dao, his principles of action are stronger.
Even Liu Zhan's teacher, some people think that the demon clan's righteous god is also a god, not a demon, but in Liu Zhan's case, even if there is a formally canonized dragon god, it is still a demon!
If it is a monster, it must be killed. If it is not of my race, its heart will be different.
Now we have to see what era this memory is from before we can respond accordingly.
Thinking of this, Liu Zhan told Zheng Yingci: "When the time comes for the sacrifice, a young dragon will appear, which is the body of the future dragon king who will receive the inheritance."
"It's also the little dragon girl you met in the last Dragon Palace chess match."
"It's just that this baby dragon is not the real body, it's just a scene. The real baby dragon is actually in the body of Lord Dragon."
"Every step and every thought of Mr. Long is to let the young dragon experience Mr. Long's memory. We are in the middle of the game, so don't move until the steps are completed. This is Yuan Ling acting according to historical memory, and attacking is useless.
Will be ostracized."
"Even if you have great magical power, if you resist the rejection, it will damage the inheritance inside."
"Wait until the inheritance event is completed before attacking. At that time, the young dragon is absorbing the spirit of inheritance and its protective power is weakest, so you can break it up and capture it."
After hearing this, Zheng Yingci knew that it was his master who was reminding him, so he immediately agreed. However, he felt a little chilly for no reason. He was so familiar with the inheritance of the demon clan. Has this happened many times before?
Could it be that the rumor that half of the Taoist skills were taken from the demon clan is true?
"Woo——" Just as Zheng Yingci was deep in thought, a strange sound sounded in the Dragon Palace.
It should be a musical instrument, but the sobbing sound is extremely loud.
At this moment, all the demons, as well as the uninvited guests disguised as demons, were all shocked and went to find out the source of the sound.
But what surprised them was that the sound did not come from the Dragon Palace, but from above.
Could it be that someone on the lake did something? Some people secretly increased their vigilance.
Zheng Yingci remembered her master's instructions and imitated the little demon's appearance, looking up in confusion.
Liu Zhan, on the other hand, was calm on the surface, but he was already feeling a storm inside.
"Is this..."
"I, Cai Li, was entrusted by the Wei Dynasty to come to Panlong Lake to offer sacrifices to the Dragon King on my emperor's orders." A middle-aged male voice resounded throughout the Dragon Palace at this time.
"The auspicious time has not come yet, please wait a moment, Lord Dragon."
It is not difficult to guess from the content of these words that the person who said these words was not the monsters in the Dragon Palace, nor the gods, but just a high-ranking official in the underworld.
But it is strange to say that this is just a notice before the sacrifice, and the words are like thunder, rolling in the dragon palace. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is deafening.
Every demon can hear it. When offering sacrifices to the Dragon Lord in the underworld, does the Dragon Palace look like this?
Many outsiders present were surprised.
Even Liu Zhan experienced this in person for the first time, so he was inevitably surprised.
"It is said that all dynasties have inherited the destiny, so they have dragon energy, but no one has seen it. In reality, officials cannot resist a sword and an arrow, but is this the case in the world of ghosts and gods?"
It's just that this is not the time to study carefully. I quickly suppress this surprise and turn to observe the details. This should be the memory of the inherited spirit that it represents.
Zheng Yingci didn't dare to say anything. When he saw some monsters gathering around him, he could only blend in among them. Occasionally, he secretly looked at his master, but saw his master's face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something.
"Master must know something." Zheng Yingci thought.
This is indeed the case.
As soon as Liu Zhan recalled the name Cai Li, he guessed what period this was.
"It turns out to be this."
In the Wei Dynasty, there was a sacrifice, and the official who presided over the sacrifice was Cai Li, a third-rank official in the dynasty. He was no small person. Liu Zhan, who had paid attention to things related to Panlong Lake, still had some impressions about it.
If I remember correctly, this sacrifice was also a blood sacrifice.
The main sacrifice was the soul of a corrupt official, and a new reward was also given to the court.
"Zhao Ling Purun..." At that time, the emperor seemed to have given these four words to Long Jun.
"What a shame, the imperial court actually gave Qi to these demon gods instead of us Taoists who work diligently to slay demons and demons."
"Those who are not from my race must have different minds. Monsters become gods, or are they still demon gods? How do you know that when the critical moment comes, these demon gods will not betray you?"
"All the princes in the court are as stupid as pigs!" Liu Zhan thought about it, and felt bitterness in his heart and a fishy taste in his mouth.
It would be false to say that Taoists do not have imperial seals, but they are all imperial seals at the level of real people, and they are extremely rare. Many famous Taoists call them real people, but they are actually private seals.
For a moment, Liu Zhan even understood Huidao's mood.
Just as Liu Zhan was reminiscing, a horn sounded, and he quickly walked a few steps and arrived at the open space. This was also a high platform with nine levels in total, a place dedicated to holding sacrifices.
Demon clans gathered around the altar, and the little demon transformed by Zheng Yingci also followed. Liu Zhan looked at each other, and both of them were silent and walked to a corner.
There were many more monsters gathered at this time than before. The sound of the horn was obviously a summons signal. Thinking of the sounds I heard, these monsters were all here for today's sacrifice.
"One of the most important characters is missing here." Liu Zhan glanced around and found that not to mention the young dragon, the inheritor of this memory, Long Jun, was not there either.
"It should only appear during sacrifices." Liu Zhan suppressed his anxiety and waited patiently.