I have a book of salvation

Seeing Ji Tianming's reaction, the sacred cow Jin Hao beside him started to murmur in his heart.

——What is so powerful?

Immediately squeeze over the huge bull head and take a look with wide eyes!

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Lao Niu is frightened. He raises his head and stares at Yu Chen!

In this way, one person and one cow are all horrified and unable to control themselves!

Yu Chen had obviously anticipated their reaction, and was not surprised at all. He just nodded and said: "Shao Si, although some of these techniques and recipes cannot be reproduced due to material reasons, but other than that, most of them ...It should all work.”

After hearing this, Ji Tianming took a breath: "I have never seen or heard of these techniques in the entire Eastern Wasteland... No, I'm afraid they don't exist in the entire three realms of heaven, earth and man! Where did your majesty get them?"

"The soul of the remnant remained after his death. I asked these things from his soul." Yu Chen said.

Ji Tianming suddenly realized it and put away the book with great importance: "In this case, your Majesty must have spent a lot of effort, right? Moreover, all the skills recorded in this book are extremely precious, Your Majesty... That's all Did you leave it to me, Tianji Pavilion?"

He was testing, testing whether Yu Chen wanted the lion to open his mouth again - after all, this was what he had done before.

After all, although the three realms of heaven, earth and man are in the same camp, they are clearly distinct from each other.

——Although there has never been a war between the three realms since they were controlled by the three emperors and the alliance was concluded, but just like the relationship between Zhang Bairen, Emperor Fengdu, and Zhen Yuanzi, the three parties are secretly competing to separate themselves. Up and down.

But now, Ji Tianming felt suspicious that Emperor Fengdu, who represented the underworld, had acquired such endless strange methods and skills and gave them to Tianji Pavilion.

"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Si." Yu Chen shook his head and said: "In normal times, if Tianji Pavilion wanted such a skill, it would definitely bleed hard - but it's different now, whether it's the human world or the underworld. No matter what, it’s the same in the world of heaven. Each party must do its best to increase its strength in order to deal with the upcoming threat.”

Ji Tianming raised his brows and waved his hand: "Threat? Your Majesty, are you talking about the lineage of ancient immortals? Don't worry, your majesty. I think many of these secret techniques are specifically aimed at attacking the lineage of ancient immortals. If they are fully displayed and used, The mere lineage of ancient immortals poses no threat.

Oh, by the way, there are also those ancient remnants who fled into the Three Realms when the Tianzhou collapsed. Although many of them have now sneaked into the Eastern Wasteland, they are only the remnants of the party after all and cannot cause any big troubles. Your Majesty, just put your mind at ease in your stomach. "

——If that is the case, that would be great.

pity……

Yu Chen shook his head, took out another scroll, and said, "Shao Si, please take a look again - these are also compiled from the memories of the remaining people."

Ji Tianming frowned, took the book, and started reading.

The information recorded in this scroll is… the truth of everything.

This is also the second purpose of Yu Chen contacting Tianji Pavilion today.

——The scroll is densely packed and shocking.

From the rules of the origin of the world, "The Great Reincarnation," to everything the Great Origin World has done to resist reincarnation, to the birth and rebellion of Taichu, as well as the origin of the lineage of ancient immortals, and the "authority" that transcends everything...

Everything is recorded on it.

As Ji Tianming watched, his expression became darker and colder.

Finally, he took a deep breath and apologized: "Your Majesty, this matter is of great importance. I need to inform the teacher about it as soon as possible, so I will excuse myself first!"

After that, he led Old Qingniu into the air and rushed to Tianji Pavilion in a hurry.

——All these truths, the origin of everything, and the existence of Taichu must be told to Taoist Tianji and Zhen Yuanzi as soon as possible!

Yu Chen had already predicted that Tianji Pavilion attached great importance to such information, so he was not surprised by Ji Tianming's hasty farewell. After he left, he also said hello to Shangguan Jin, turned around and left Shangjingyu, and stepped into In that vast dark night.

It is late at night, but because winter has already entered and the New Year is approaching, Shangjing City is still bustling and lively. The lights on the flower boats in Luoshui are bright and bright, the melodious music of pianos and harps can be heard far away in the wind and snow, and the restaurants on both sides of the streets The colorful lanterns are decorated and the red lanterns are full of celebration.

In this lively atmosphere, there were also naughty children wearing thick cotton-padded jackets. Their hands holding the snowballs were red from the cold, but they didn't care at all, laughing and playing with each other.

As they ran past Yu Chen, their childish and vibrant voices echoed in the night.

"Two dogs! Don't run away! Eat my ball!"

"Hey! Little bean sprout! You can't hit it! You can't hit it!"

"You stinky second dog! Don't call me little bean sprout! I will definitely grow taller than you in the future!"

"..."

In the blink of an eye, several children turned into an alley, and their voices became smaller and smaller, until they were no longer heard in the wind and snow.

Yu Chen stopped and remained silent for a long time.

In the future...

What a common yet luxurious word.

The ancient immortals are resurrected, Taichu is resurrected, and the end of the great reincarnation is coming... Is there any "after"?

He sighed and raised his head, looking only at the pitch-black sky and the lead-like clouds rolling in, which seemed to make people breathless.

When we returned to the Sky Burial Abyss, it was already dark.

Shitou and Li Yuanqing both went to the underworld, and only Yu Chen was left in the burial palace. He sat cross-legged on the bed, sorting out the current situation in his mind, and making calculations.

At this moment, after the original leader was seriously injured, the Ancient Immortal lineage was either dying out or holding back a big one - Yu Chen guessed it was the latter.

And the "Taichu" has just regained some sanity, and the end of the world's reincarnation has not really arrived, so it should not act rashly in the short term.

What really needs attention are probably the remnants of the ancient remnants.

They came with boundless hopes, but were disrupted by Yu Chen, and their hopes for thousands of years were burned down.

When you are most hopeful, you fall into the abyss of despair.

It's hard to imagine how hateful and crazy these guys will become because of this.

But now, more than half a year has passed since the remnants of the ancient remnants fled into the Three Realms. They may have already taken root, spying in the dark with those terrifying eyes...

In addition, they do not belong to this world or this era, and Tianji Pavilion's predictions and deductions have no effect on them...

So the ones who need to be wary of the most are these guys.

But the strange thing is that when Ji Tianming came, Yu Chen asked if he had noticed anything unusual recently, but the other party's answer was - the entire Eastern Wasteland was calm as never before.

It made Yu Chen even more alert.

But there is no way to find those remnants. We can only prepare for a rainy day. When the time comes, the soldiers will come to stop them, and the water will come to cover them up.

Thinking like this, he closed his eyes, meditated, and increased his Taoism and cultivation.

When we reach the realm of Hedao, the meaning of practice is no longer simply to breathe in the energy of heaven and earth, but to focus on the word "enlightenment".

There are some unrivaled geniuses whose understanding is astonishing, and they are making great progress all the way, but there are also many great masters who are stagnant.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

In the blink of an eye, it was early morning, and Beijing was covered in silver and vast.

Yu Chen's life temporarily returned to normal.

A few days later, Yu Youyu came over from the Yama Holy Land and heard about the many twists and turns of Yu Chen's journey to the heaven. They also had a warm conversation, saying that a short farewell was better than a wedding.

Qing Huan also came back from Shanhai Academy, saying that the "great sage" from Shanhai Academy had recovered, and that Shanhai Academy had a heavenly being in charge.

The lives of Shitou and Li Yuanqing were ordinary, traveling through every corner of the capital city, fulfilling their unforgettable wishes one after another.

Another two months have passed, but the new year has arrived. To get rid of the old and welcome the new, amidst the crackling of firecrackers, everyone gathered on the sky burial abyss, drinking and mingling as in previous years, pushing cups and changing cups.

It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that everyone left and went to perform their duties.

But in the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the snow that had fallen all night had stopped, and the city of Shangjing was festive and bustling with excitement.

In Shitou's spare time, he bought large and small packages of New Year's goods, nuts, cakes, tea cakes and dried meat from the city. He also hung lanterns and pasted couplets on the burial palace, which brought a touch of happiness to the gloomy sky burial abyss.

At noon, the sun rarely appeared in the sky. After lunch, Yu Chen moved a deck chair and sat at the entrance of the funeral palace. He lay on the chair and closed his eyes to meditate.

In a trance, he fell into a dream.

In his dream, he seemed to see a terrifying giant dragon roaring from the sky in the south. The dragon's scales were like iron, and it could summon the wind and rain. It could make daytime with its eyes open, and it could be nighttime if it was closed. It was so powerful!

The roar of the dragon was filled with confusion and sorrow, as well as the angry flames, burning brightly!

The loud noise immediately woke up Yu Chen!

He took a deep breath and said to himself: "Why do you dream of this unlucky guy during the Chinese New Year?"

What I saw in my dream was not someone else.

It was Gu, the son of Zhulong from the Zhulong family in the Eastern Wilderness Human World, one of the holy land families. Yu Chen only met him in Shangjingyu two months ago.

In this daze, before Yu Chen fully woke up, he heard Shitou's hurried shouting!

"Master! Master! A bad guy is coming up the mountain!"

After hearing this, Yu Chen suddenly woke up and looked up.

I saw Shitou panting up the mountain, followed by a figure, stooped and thin, holding a long cane, walking towards him.

Yu Chen tutted when he saw it.

——Good guy, it’s not a dream, Gu, the son of Zhulong, who I thought I would never see again in this life, is coming up the mountain.

But Shitou obviously recognized this guy. He turned around in a few steps, glared at him, and muttered something like "You have today too", "You still need my help", "Isn't it a shame"... and the like.

Yu Chen coughed lightly, Shitou finally understood, glared at the son of Zhulong, and retreated.

"Your Majesty, long time no see." The decrepit old figure bowed deeply and spoke respectfully.

Yu Chen stared at him for a long time before exhaling a long breath and sighing: "Yes, it's been a long time since we last met, but this time it's... the yin and yang are separated."

While speaking, Yu Chen looked down.

Just looking at the old and thin body of the Son of Zhulong, between the chest and abdomen, a terrifying blood hole the size of a human head is clearly visible. The organs, ribs, flesh and skin... are all empty, only a cross-section!

——Although such an injury is as insignificant to a being in the Dao Fruit Realm as a white mark on the flesh. But apart from that, the whole body of Gu, the son of Zhulong, is hollow and not real, with his feet not touching the ground. He seems to be incompatible with the surrounding world and everything. At first glance... he is not a living person.

ghost.

The ghost of Candle Dragon's son who has the wish to never rest in peace.

On the first day of the new year, I went to the Heaven Burial Abyss.

As Yu Chen said, not long ago, they were still talking and laughing, but when they met again, they were already separated by Yin and Yang.

——The son of Zhulong is dead.

This is the descendant of the "Zhulong Family", one of the top holy land-level forces in the Eastern Wilderness of the human world. He is a terrifying existence that even Moke Buddha is not easy to kill.

For countless thousands of years before, he was arrogant and domineering, and even murdered a celestial god.

They are all alive and well.

And this one was just influenced by Moke Buddha, put down his butcher knife, and became a Buddha. There is also a faint possibility of breaking through the realm of heaven and man. It can be said that the road ahead is smooth and bright.

But, he died.

It really fulfilled the saying.

——Good people don’t pay for their lives, and the harm will last for thousands of years.

Similarly, because of the celestial blood and endless divine power of the son of Zhulong, Yu Chen, who is only in the state of harmony with the Dao, cannot forcibly extend his life through the "Great Way of Life and Death".

"I... never thought of it..." The son of Zhulong smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"What happened?" Yu Chen asked, "Didn't you return to the Zhulong family from Shangjingyu two months ago? Even if you don't use the Dongxu formation, according to the extreme speed of the Daoguo realm, it is enough for you to go back and forth more than ten times. Why did you end up in such a mess?"

The son of Zhulong, Gu, also sighed and said, "That's right, but on my way back, I passed through many mortal cities and villages, and saw many bloodthirsty monsters causing trouble to the people, so I eliminated them as a way to atone for my previous... sins. So it took some time, and it took a long time to return to Zhongshan..."

- Zhongshan.

Located in the southernmost part of the Eastern Wilderness of the human world, above the sea and sky, there are continuous mountains suspended above the endless clouds. Similarly, the ancestral land of the Zhulong family, one of the families in the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land, is extremely sacred and majestic.

But as Yu Chen listened, he showed a puzzled look: "Wait! You have returned to Zhongshan? Didn't you die halfway? Your father, Zhulong Zhu Jiuyin... couldn't save you?"

His brows were tightly furrowed.

Zhulong had already revived, he knew it, Ji Tianming had told him before that Zhulong had quarreled with Moke Buddha in Tianji Pavilion.

So, since Zhulong's son Gu had returned to Zhongshan, why did he die so miserably? Did his father, Zhu Jiuyin, let his son be beaten to death?

"Your Majesty, you don't know."

Zhulong's son Gu lowered his eyes, his tone was three parts puzzled, three parts sad, and four parts angry, and he said:

"——The one who died for me was... Your Majesty, my father."