Three thousand blue lanterns illuminate the Buddha, only this floating life is a dream.

Nan Sizhu's expression was longing, and there was a look of reminiscence in his cold eyes.

The dying blue lantern ignited with clouds and smoke curling up in front of him. In a trance, the years seemed like yesterday, and the light and shadow danced.

That year, he was nineteen years old.

At the age of nineteen, joining the Chief Division of Yuyao is a great event for a glorious family.

His talent and strength can withstand the arrogance of his peers.

That year, the late emperor's 70th birthday, the demon master had to select one of the newly promoted young disciples to enter the palace as the guard and serve as the ceremonial officer of the banquet.

This is the grace of the royal family, and it is also the supreme honor bestowed on the fresh blood of Yu Yaosi.

Carrying forward the past and ushering in the future, the honor and favor of Taizu's lineage for Yuyaosi is manifested at this moment.

Everyone knows that whoever wins this seat will be able to stand out from the crowd of newcomers.

The river tide changes, the times change, and there must be a place for this person in the boundless future.

In the midst of the world's attention, enter the imperial court and shoulder the emperor's favor.

In his seventeen years of life, he had never wanted it so much.

In fact, he never concealed his ambition, his powerful strength allowed him to overwhelm all his peers, to the end...

If nothing else happened, he might be the lucky one, who was honored and favored, and gained the fame that the world longed for with his seventeen-year-old youth.

At that time, everyone thought so.

Until the burly young man who was dressed in civilian clothes and was always barefoot stood in front of him.

He never thought that such a man who seemed to have stepped out of the mountains would become a stumbling block on his way forward.

Compared with him, the young man who seems to be unable to afford shoes has no dazzling talent, nor a past that impresses his peers.

He even doubted how such a villager could enter the demon division.

However, in that battle, he lost.

It was just one move, no, he didn't even block one move, and he was defeated by that smiling young man.

That man's sword is like a tomb, burying all living beings, and it seems that only one person remains in the vast world.

The man's smile was not a show off of victory, nor a mockery of invincibility, but a freedom and aloofness that could break life and death.

He was defeated, and his heart was broken.

On that day, there was a grand banquet in the imperial court, and the entire capital was decorated with lights and festoons.

He chose to leave in the hustle and bustle of the place.

This walk is ten years.

In the past ten years, his footprints have traveled all over the world, and wherever there are monsters, there are their shadows.

His vicious reputation gradually spread among the demon controllers in various domains. Compared with the comfortable and high position in the capital, his reputation was earned, especially among the lowest level of demon slayer guards, his prestige was even higher.

As for the young man in civilian clothes back then, few people have heard of it.

Ten years later, during the trials of life and death, he suddenly heard of Dao Fa Miaodi. He washed away all his glory, made great strides forward, and finally returned to the capital with incomparably brilliant achievements and meritorious deeds.

That year, he was twenty-nine years old.

The big waves washed the sand, and there were only a few newcomers who came in with him back then, and the rest had already turned into bones on the road to Yuyao.

The time is ruthless, and the yellow sand is endless. Now, who still remembers the names of those people.

Time is always merciless, and there are always newcomers replacing old ones.

That year, a group of newcomers came to Yu Yaosi.

Among them, there is a young man named Li Zangfeng.

At that time, he came alone, accompanied only by a wooden sword in his arms.

At that time, no one would have imagined that this immature young man would become famous all over the world in the future, killing all monsters with fear, and ranking among the nine gods.

His eyes would not notice the newcomer chasing from behind, the only figure in the eagle-like eyes was the young man in common clothes.

Ten years of hard work is enough to bridge the gap between the two.

However, when he returned to the capital, he did not find the figure of that person.

At this time, a message came.

The man visited the seventy-two demon caves alone, opened mountains with his sword, questioned the demons, and finally escaped with a glimmer of life under the siege of the three major demon kings.

At this point, the world was shaken, and more experts came out from Longhu Mountain, looking for that person.

When he heard the news, his rock-like heart was shaken again.

The pride and confidence accumulated over the past ten years collapsed in an instant.

He chose to leave again, and this walk took another ten years.

A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a ten-year lamp in the night rain in the rivers and lakes.

In the past ten years, the situation in the world has changed, and many major events have happened.

That year, the King Yuan Fa Conference was held, and a man named Zhou Xuan killed Xuantian Guan with fear, and made the Lingling Palace unable to lift its head.

King Yuan's vicious reputation spread throughout the world, and six major sects were born one after another, for this reason.

But he still only had the figure of the commoner youth in his eyes.

Looking back at that year, it has been twenty years since the two met again.

Shaohua is gone, the boy is far away, but the fighting spirit in his heart has not been extinguished for a day.

The imperial demon division of the capital, the place where the fate of the two originated.

At that time, he was already in a high position and famous all over the world.

In front of everyone, he challenged the man he had been chasing all his life.

This battle was hailed as one of the top ten classic battles of Yu Yaosi in the past century.

With all the tricks, the celestial phenomena changed drastically, and the fairy goose palace felt a sense, and there were visions.

After twenty years, he finally bridged the gap between the two.

In this battle, you can understand the long-cherished wish in your heart.

However, after a hundred moves, the man suddenly laughed, he put down the sword in his hand, not seeing life or death, regardless of success or failure, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and walked away.

At that time, everyone didn't know why, and couldn't see the result of this battle.

Only the elders in the door looked dignified, watching the figure of the man walking away, clasped his hands together and worshiped.

On that day, the God List of Yuyaosi was announced, and the whole world was shaken.

The golden light fell, amazed all directions, and a great figure was born out of the sky, named "Tianzhu".

So far, the new generation of Jiushenzhu has officially opened their era.

"Tianzhu..."

The blue smoke in front of Nan Sizhu disappeared, and he murmured softly.

The power that shattered the [Nanwu Sword Talisman] just now made him see the shadow of Tianzhu.

In fact, after Zhou Xuan's fall, the Yuan King Fajian fell into Tianzhu's hands, and he was enlightened by his power and has been subdued to this day.

Until that day, Zhou Dao sacrificed and obtained the Yuan King's magic sword.

For so many years, this sword has indeed been contaminated with the breath of Tianzhu.

"Master..." Lin Xuejian looked anxious, caring only about Ming Zhao's life and death.

Master Nan was noncommittal, he got up slowly, walked out, stood in the courtyard, and looked in the direction of [Tiansheng Temple].

There is the dojo of Tianzhu.

"Everything in nature has reincarnation, Purdue the world of mortals, enter the world without killing!"

"Tianzhu who doesn't kill..." The corner of Master Nan's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

"Do you have a disciple too? It seems that the heavens have not given up on fighting."

"Let me see how fine your disciple is."

Nan Sizhu stepped forward and turned around, his robe fluttered in the evening wind, and his figure was swallowed up by the long night.

…

The ancestral land of the Liu family, in front of the mountains, rivers and waterfalls.

Zhou Dao circulated Yuan Wang Qi, and he had completely recovered.

In that battle just now, he gained a lot, especially gaining insight into some secrets of Yuan Wang's Fajian.

In fact, this sword had been subjected to special sacrifices when it was in Zhou Xuan's hands.

It can reconcile the balance between [Nielong Qi] and [Yuan Wang Qi] to a certain extent.

Later, Yuan Wangfa sword fell into Tianzhu's hands, and ten years of suppression made him fall into a deep sleep.

But just now, through Liu Nanxing, Zhou Dao obtained the blessings of the Liu family's brand of past dynasties, and in the dark, communicated with the sleeping Yuan Wang Fajian.

His control over the sword went one step further.

"Perhaps... I can fuse the two true qi of Nielong Yuanwang."

Zhou Dao had a bold idea.

From the avenue to simplicity, different routes lead to the same goal. The great masters who have reached the realm all do subtraction.

Just like a master like Li Zangfeng, in ordinary confrontation with the enemy, he doesn't have any fancy moves at all. Every gesture is the way and the law.

Now Zhou Dao's realm still stays at the level of "skills", relying on many means.

However, if he wants to be diligent, to break through, and to touch a higher realm, he has to spy on the simple way.

The idea of ​​fusing the two true qis of Nielong Yuanwang is indeed a little bolder.

You must know that different real qi, the difference is like cloud and mud, forcibly fused, it is like thunder and fire, and there is only destruction.

But after a deeper look, there is still a lot to do.

After all, Yuan Wang Qi was created in the first place to obliterate [Yuan Zu].

Later, the ancestors of the Sunset Sect discovered the deficiency of Yuan Wang Qi, and created the evil dragon Qi through the discarded evil veins when refining the dragon veins.

In a sense, these two powers were born just now to target Yuan Zu, and they were born to each other, and they came from different origins and belonged to the same clan.

"Nielong, Yuan Wang is stronger than ordinary true qi, if it is integrated..." Zhou Dao thought seriously, looking forward to it.

Even the real qi awakened by the first-level idol cannot be compared with the two great real qi of Nielong Yuanwang.

If Zhou Dao can really fuse these two great true qi, incredible changes will definitely occur.

"Let's have a look again, I hope that [Sun Wheel View Map] can help me." Zhou Dao pressed his thoughts, but he was not in a hurry to try.

On the way of practice, sometimes a thought that pops up suddenly is actually a delusion, a demon, or doom, and it needs to be verified repeatedly before you can continue to explore and try.

This is just like Wang Xiaoyi's visit to a flower house. Only by slow fire and careful stewing can there be a taste, so don't act too hastily.

rumbling...

The sound of the mountains, rivers and waterfalls became smaller and smaller, and the strange landscape disappeared.

The Liu family has been passed down for so many years, and finally it is difficult to see such a grand scene again. Most of the brand marks of the ancestors were absorbed by Yuan Wang's sword, awakening the sleeping.

The remaining part was integrated into Liu Nanxing's body.

At this moment, Liu Nanxing's black hair stood on end, and strange lines appeared on his body, gathering between his eyebrows, like a rune like an eye pupil.

His aura also continued to rise, and he was no longer an ordinary person.

"Master, this kid has been blessed."

Ha Shiqi walked over, with an unsatisfactory satisfaction on his face.

In the distance, the third princess was lying on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily, as if she couldn't move at all.

"He has captured Yu Yin of the Liu family. He is the last bloodline, and also the strongest bloodline."

Zhou Dao saw it clearly. He observed Liu Nanxing and found that the latter's blood was completely activated, and the potential contained in this purity would surpass any generation of the Liu family.

"The Liu family is indeed remarkable." Zhou Dao sighed.

Such a big family has been passed down for three thousand years, so it should be well aware of the truth that flowers do not bloom in a hundred days.

With such a large body, it is impossible to protect oneself wisely. It is doomed to decline, but it is not at noon.

Perhaps, since the day the Liu family was established, their ancestors have already thought of it.

These mountains, rivers and waterfalls are the hope and seeds left for the future.

The imprint left by the disciples of all ages practicing here is the greatest wealth of the Liu family, and only some people can use this imprint to awaken the strongest blood.

rumbling...

Liu Nanxing's realm kept rising.

As soon as the refining environment changed, he was convinced by Tongmai.

Three changes in the refining environment, copper skin and iron bones.

There are six changes in the refining environment, and thoughts form soldiers.

Nine changes in the refining environment, hundreds of apertures gather spirits.

…

After breaking through to the Nine Transformations, Liu Nanxing's promotion didn't stop, his spine raised his head like a dragon, and his strength went along the twelve tendons all the way through the nine major acupoints before gradually dormant.

"The refining realm is complete." Zhou Dao whispered.

In order to reach this realm, he did not know how many monsters he sacrificed, how much time and money he spent.

Now Liu Nanxing is doing well, and under the protection of his ancestors, he succeeded immediately.

"This kid is really lucky." Ha Shiqi stuck out his tongue.

Although the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm are insignificant to masters of their level, not even a hair is counted.

But what Liu Nanxing really made Zhou Dao care about was the awakened blood of the Liu family, carrying the essence of previous generations.

This is a kind of transformation and rebirth after the rest of the catastrophe.

"God really gave the Liu family a chance." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

In terms of talent alone, today's Liu Nanxing is not inferior to those descendants of princes and grand masters, and even stronger.

"Master, it is all due to you that he can get this good fortune. This karma depends on how he will pay back in the future."

"Who can tell what will happen in the future?" Zhou Dao murmured softly.

With his current strength and status, ordinary assistance is useless to him, and Liu Nanxing is just a monster created unintentionally.

Zhou Dao never imagined that in the distant future, this man who could only make a living by begging not long ago would bring him any surprises.

After a while, Liu Nanxing woke up from the metamorphosis.

He felt the power he had obtained suddenly, and his expression was a little dazed, as if he had been in a lifetime.

"Brother Zhou, I..."

"Get used to it slowly." Zhou Dao patted him on the shoulder.

For ordinary people to gain such great power, it naturally needs a process of adaptation, especially for Liu Nanxing.

The latter nodded and said nothing more.

"Princess Seven, our cooperation is still valid, let's go."

Zhou Dao turned around and looked at Liaobuqi lightly.

A wry smile appeared on Liaobuqi's pale face. At this moment, even if she regretted it, it was too late. She had no choice but to provoke such an evil star.

Thinking of this, she looked at the third sister who looked like a dead dog beside her, and couldn't help shivering.

"Let's go." Liaobuqi said weakly.

Everyone traveled all the way, avoiding many passes and dangers, and finally came to a towering and majestic hall.

Even though the ruins are still there, you can still glimpse the former glory of this palace, and the solemn and sacred atmosphere is hard to hide.

"This is the Shangyu Palace, and it is also the last barrier leading to the treasure house of the ancestral land." Liaobuqi whispered.

Back then, this palace was specially built by the Liu family when Emperor Qin stayed there.

It is a great honor for the emperor to live in the place of his ministers.

Therefore, the Shangyu Palace is extremely special in the Liu family's ancestral land, and no one is allowed to set foot there on weekdays.

"Let's go in."

Step forward thoughtfully, without hesitation for a moment.

rumbling...

At this moment, the palace door slowly opened with a deafening sound.

Zhou Dao looked up, and there were already two figures standing in front of the imperial palace, waiting for him with smiles.

Su Jingmo is under the command of Chief Bei Si~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhou Dao doesn't know him.

But the one next to him was too familiar to him, with just one glance, Zhou Dao's face was covered with a layer of frost.

"Wu Xuanxin, your life is really big."

"Zhou Dao, we meet again." Wu Xuanxin sneered and said, "You are so brave, you are everywhere, even this treasure house of the Liu family, you want to get your hands on it."

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable." Zhou Dao said coldly.

"I'm uncomfortable?" Wu Xuanxin had a cruel look on his face: "Do you really think that your peers are invincible!?"

"Today I want to let you know what it means to be overwhelmed."

As he was speaking, Wu Xuanxin made seals with his hands, stroked his palms violently, and shouted loudly: "Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior!?"

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