Heavenly Court, Hall of Stars, Palace of Dipper Stars.
This place is the evil place of eighty-four thousand stars.
Deep in the ancient halls, ancient immortal gods sit with their eyes closed, like petrified sculptures.
The stars in the sky entrust their souls.
In a stone hall deep in this palace.
The god sitting on the futon suddenly had an idea.
He returns from the stars.
The thick plaster covering his body fell off.
Soon the ground was covered with gypsum debris.
The true form of this god was also revealed.
It has the body of a deer, the head of a sparrow, and a huge snake tail trailing behind it, with obvious leopard prints all over its body.
Apparently...
He is the great sage!
The great sage of the demon clan!
Moreover, he is a great sage of the demon clan with extremely noble bloodline.
Maybe, his past life can be traced back to the demon god during the Lich Tribulation.
But now, his body was cut off and his true spirit was trapped. He had no choice but to become one of the evil stars in the heaven.
It has to be said that it is due to fate and the fate of cause and effect!
"Qing Ping's sword sounds!" the god said: "The sage in charge is calling me!"
He felt the sound of the sword coming from the wind and lowered his head.
He knew that this was the sage in charge, who had secretly stirred up the remnants of his previous life with the Qingping Sword.
Use this to inform him of something.
So, he pricked up his ears and listened to the sound of wind between heaven and earth.
The sea breeze stirred up huge waves and crashed against the coast.
The breeze blew over the hills, stirring the trees and making a rustling sound.
The cold wind whistled and whined in Luzhou, Beiju.
The wind is howling, the wind is whimpering, and the wind is still talking.
In the wind, there was also the slight trembling of the Qingping sword.
As a result, ancient demonic writings slowly took shape in his eyes.
The message brought by the wind that spread between heaven and earth, the saint's decree from the Qingping Sword, were restored in his eyes.
"The Saint in charge of the teaching solemnly issued the decree..." The god murmured in his heart: "Why is it for such a trivial matter?"
However, the saint in charge has been trapped in Biyou Palace for thousands of years!
Now that he is born, he is the first one to come to him.
This god is still very happy.
What's more, how can the saint's calculations be imagined?
Maybe the saint has a deep meaning?
Then he followed the decree and came to the depths of the stone palace.
He gently twisted a mechanism.
Click, click, click!
A jewel was lifted up from a jade plate.
He stretched out his hand and held the orb.
Starlight swayed all over his body, activating his own bloodline and calling to the descendants in the lower realm: "My bloodline shines in all directions. Descendants of Feilian, come and see me quickly!"
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Looking south to Buzhou, the western border.
The old place of Wang Ji of the Zhou Dynasty has long been buried under the loess.
The descendants of King Wu finally lost the precious land where they started, and were driven from the sacred homeland of Xiqi to the Luohe area of Nanzhan Buzhou.
Above the ruins is a new country.
Say Qin!
Since the founding of the Qin Dynasty, there have been eight Qin Marquises.
Every generation of Qin princes was wrapped in horse leather and died on the battlefield!
This generation of Qin Hou is well-known and will be three hundred this year.
For a descendant of an immortal god, he has just reached the prime of his life, an age where he has great potential.
Therefore, this Qin Marquis works hard every day and manages the lives of millions of Qin people in an orderly manner.
Everyone in the country is calling the Ming Lord!
In addition, this Qin Marquis was also a master of military affairs.
Continuously led the army to march westward, attacking the demon clan, shaman clan and some Asura clan who escaped from the sea of blood entrenched in the western part of Nanzhan Tribe.
Therefore, under his rule, the Qin Dynasty was peaceful, which was in sharp contrast to the chaotic states in the southern states at this time.
It's afternoon.
The Marquis of Qin was in his waiting hall, reviewing reports from various places submitted by his retainers.
For a moment, he felt his eyes dimming.
Then he found himself walking in the ancestral temple of Qin State, wearing the treasured armor passed down to him by his ancestors.
All the candles in the ancestral temple have been extinguished.
There was no one in the temple, and it was as quiet as returning to the ruins.
"Jiashi! Jiashi!" the Marquis of Qin called.
But no one answered him.
The entire ancestral temple was filled with gloomy wind.
In a daze, the candles were lit one after another.
Qin Hou looked up and saw little bits of yin fire rising on the sacred tablets of the ancestral temple.
In my ears, a majestic and extraordinary voice came faintly: "With my bloodline, I shine in all directions, descendants of Fei Lian, come and see me quickly!"
The Marquis of Qin was so excited that he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The unworthy descendants will win the throne and pay homage to our ancestors!"
Then I listened to that majestic voice, roaring in my eardrums.
"This year's grand festival, I will choose the secret martial arts practiced by mortals in your country and burn them all as incense and offer them to me!"
The Marquis of Qin immediately bowed his head and said: "If you are unworthy of your descendants, you will be appointed well. I respect the imperial orders and dare not violate them!"
The ancestor ordered him to use the secrets of martial arts in the country to sacrifice?
This is a good thing!
After saying this, Qin Hou immediately woke up.
He found that he had fallen asleep on the couch at some point, and two ministers around him were carefully fanning him.
All kinds of things in dreams arise from my heart.
The Marquis of Qin immediately stood up and said to his left and right: "Preach Zongzheng!"
"There is nothing important to discuss!"
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It is thousands of miles away from Qin State.
The core and essence of Nanzhan Buzhou.
Heir to King Zhou, after Tang and Yu, and the capital of Jin.
Zhao Shuai, the minister of the Duke of Jin, also suddenly woke up from his dream.
"Ancestors..." He murmured to himself: "Isn't it easy for our ancestors to ask for dreams?"
This important official who assisted the contemporary Duke of Jin, swept through all the countries in the world, and outdid the Emperor Zhou, is now very old.
But he immediately jumped up from the bed.
He shouted to the door: "Call my son quickly!"
Not long after, Zhao Shui's son, Zhao Dun, heard the sound and came over.
"Father, what's the matter?" Zhao Dun was a filial son, and he immediately bowed his head when meeting him.
Zhao Shuai screened away the outsiders, and then carefully lit the 'retreating incense' that had been passed down through the family for generations, in order to hide the sight of the ancestors and gods in the Jin Gong Ancestral Temple.
Then he said to Zhao Dun: "I just dreamed about my ancestors' dream..."
"My ancestors ordered me to collect the secrets of martial arts from mortals and sacrifice them at this year's ceremony..."
"I'm old!"
"It's up to you to do this!"
"We must do it well and don't let our ancestors down!"
"Yes!" Zhao Dun nodded immediately.
In this era where immortals and gods rule the world, and the descendants of the gods walk the earth.
Ancestors' dreams are something that all families long for.
Because this will allow them to get close to their ancestors, and possibly receive protection and guidance from their ancestors, and even receive grace from them.
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In Biyou Palace, Master Tongtian has withdrawn his thoughts.
By the way, at the same time, he also held the Qingping Sword in his hand.
Feel the vibration of the Qingping Sword.
Leader Tongtian knew that his plan to conceal everything had succeeded.
Neither the five saints nor the quasi-sages were alarmed.
By meeting the Jade Emperor, he successfully concealed the cause and effect caused by his connection with Fei Lian.
A day in heaven and a year on earth.
Soon, through Fei Lian, he will be able to obtain the martial arts skills of today's mortals.
This is for Xu Ji.
It was also for the sake of leaving a son in the mortal world.
And the reason why I chose Feilian.
It's because Lord Tongtian has a vague feeling.
Feilian's luck is increasing.
This shows that there will be heroes among his descendants!
