Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Zhou Dao walked out of the white mist, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, and there was even a lingering smile on his face.

The look on his face was very similar to that of Wang Xiaoyi who stayed in Zuichun Building all night. He came out of the building early in the morning and turned around to reminisce.

The lights were dim last night, and below the peak, I suddenly saw a cave, as if there was light. It was very narrow at first, and I drove straight in. Clouds and rain suddenly rose, like a flood breaking its embankment, and the ocean was wild.

That kind of feeling goes straight to the heavenly spirit, with a long aftertaste. It makes people satisfied and makes them feel like a sage. When they come back to their senses, they are full of expectations for the future.

Zhou Dao also didn't expect that he would break through after walking in the vast white mist.

Yuan Wang Qi's Gui Yuan Transformation Liquid finally stepped into the Gui Yuan Realm like Evil Dragon Qi.

Now, his strength has skyrocketed again.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao couldn't help but look back. He had never entered the sacred tomb, but he yearned for it even more.

The strong appeal was still there, appealing to his instincts, just like a drunkard seeing fine wine or a swordsman reciting the divine sword.

Zhou Dao's mind was all on Ping An Rui. He never controlled the expression on his face, his smile never faded, and he didn't notice the expressions of everyone at all.

"He actually came out? An outsider could escape unscathed when he set foot in Ping'an Ruins?"

"In the past three hundred years, only the head master has survived entering the tomb of the gods without permission."

"He...who is he? He is not a disciple of our Longhu Mountain, why didn't he die inside?"

In front of the Ancient Bluestone Road, the disciples of Longhu Mountain were completely shocked. They stared at Zhou Dao with a look of surprise and horror, as if they were examining the heresy.

A hundred years ago, someone once broke into Ping'an Ruins under the heavy pursuit of Longhu Mountain. After three years, he came out alive.

That man's name is [Mijueluo], and he is the current headmaster of Longhu Mountain.

But... there was only one special case in the past three hundred years.

Who is this kid?

"Miss, this person entered the tomb of the gods and did not die. If the news comes back to Longhu Mountain, I'm afraid..."

"Shut up."

Chi Beilan looked solemn, and she naturally knew the seriousness of this matter.

Outsiders are puzzled, but as a disciple of Longhu Mountain, they are well aware of the weight of this matter. If it is really reported back to Longhu Mountain, many elders who live in seclusion to avoid death will be alarmed.

The man who was buried alive back then is still alive and holds the supreme authority over Longhu Mountain.

Now there's another one? What would those old monsters think?

It was obvious that almost everyone was aware of this, and looked at Zhou Dao with a certain amount of intensity and a certain amount of surprise.

Even top players like Ming Donglou, Xu Weiyi, Ling Yexu, and Chi Beilan couldn't take their attention away from Zhou Dao.

"Xiao Shisan, come here."

Zhou Dao waved, and Little Fatty rushed over.

Zhou Dao hugged him and weighed him in his hands: "You can go in."

"Am I alone?" The Thirteenth Prince hesitated. He looked at the white mist, obviously a little scared.

"Don't be afraid. You are the heir of Prince Qin. Your ancestors once conquered this world."

Zhou Dao whispered, and his peripheral vision glanced at the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain intentionally or unintentionally.

After Taizu settled the country, he also visited Longhu Mountain and entered the sacred tomb alone.

At that time, the Taoist sect had been suppressed for five hundred years, and Longhu Mountain was sealed off from the world.

How domineering is that?

Now that Taizu's bloodline has returned to this place, how can he feel fear in his heart?

"Arrogant." Xu Weiyi said coldly.

This period of time is what Longhushan is least willing to face. For this reason, the relationship between Longhushan and the imperial court has always been delicate.

"You should be regarded as the only member of the royal family after Taizu who can enter the ancestral tomb of Longhu Mountain." Zhou Dao rubbed the little fat man's head.

After Taizu, there is only one person.

At this moment, no one knows what terrible impact this little fat man entering the sacred tomb will have on the world in the future.

"Master, can you go in with me?" Xiao Shisan begged.

He grew up in the palace, and besides his mother and concubine, the person he trusted the most was Zhou Dao.

Others doted on him, respected him, and were afraid of him.

Only Zhou Dao would not be as powerful as those people. He would beat him, scold him, and even spank him if he was unhappy.

Of course, the most thoughtful thing is to teach him.

Although most of those are due to the Earth King Shituo.

"I'll wait for you here and guard the border for you." Zhou Dao said firmly.

Little Thirteen hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Before this trip, Concubine Chen had already warned her many times that entering the sacred tomb represented his father. He must not retreat in the face of the battle, and he had to get involved in it despite all the difficulties and dangers.

This was a reward that none of his brothers could ask for.

"Master, I'm going."

Xiao Shisan clenched his fists, turned his head away, and squeezed the crystal in his eyes.

The little guy turned around and rushed into the vast white mist. It seemed that if he was a minute slower, he would hesitate three minutes, and in the end even the courage he had finally mustered would be exhausted.

Rumble…

White mist surges like a sea of ​​clouds, and spiritual bells ring loudly.

The huge talisman lit up on the earth, glowing with mysterious light, illuminating the road ahead and the entire Zhenlu Mountain.

…

Late at night, Longhu Mountain.

An ancient well reflects the bright moon.

Sitting in Gujingbian was an old man with white beard and hair, holding a slender purple fishing rod and actually fishing.

The old man was wearing a coarse preaching robe, his body was slightly tilted, and he was drowsy.

"Master-uncle!?"

At this moment, a tentative call came, and the young Taoist priest next to him looked over.

The old Taoist priest did not move at all.

"Master-uncle!?"

The young Taoist priest couldn't help but raise his hand and reach under the old Taoist priest's nose.

"Not dead yet."

The old Taoist priest took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the fishing rod in his hand.

"Uncle Master, you are asleep."

"Nonsense, I was thinking."

"Thinking about what?"

"The Emperor Ziwei star is particularly bright tonight, the king's energy in the world is rising and falling, dragons and snakes are rising from the land, wars are appearing in the sky, and the future situation... is in chaos." The old Taoist priest murmured softly.

"Uncle Master, Emperor Qin's son has entered Ping'an Ruins." The young Taoist priest suddenly said.

"After Qin Taizu, there are still people in their lineage." The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

"That scoundrel is so right."

"Uncle Master, what does this mean?" The young Taoist priest asked, puzzled.

"Back then, Qin Taizu destroyed the previous dynasty, split the world's monsters into seventy-two caves, and ordered ghosts and gods to come to our Longhu Mountain."

The old Taoist priest murmured, his eyes unfocused, as he mentioned a past event.

The dusty years were narrated in his mouth.

"That scoundrel is an unprecedented freak. He brought a handful of scented incense and a handful of paper money in front of the gate of Longhu Mountain, saying that the new dynasty had just been established. In order to show respect for Longhu Mountain, he wanted to Enter Ping'an Ruins and pay homage to our ancestors."

Having said this, the old Taoist priest puffed his beard and stared.

"This..." The young Taoist priest was at a loss for words. Such words were too high-sounding.

How could a master like Qin Taizu set foot in a place like Ping'an Xu! ?

"How can our ancestors allow him in?"

"My ancestors naturally declined. Qin Taizu said that guests can do as they please. As long as someone from Longhu Mountain can take the fragrant paper money from his hand, Longhu Mountain can worship him on his behalf."

"To force someone to use force?"

"Not really." The old Taoist priest shook his head.

"Qin Taizu said that in order to show respect, we can go to Longhu Mountain together."

"What a spirit." The young Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh. After all, only Qin Taizu dared to challenge Longhu Mountain by himself.

"Then he..."

"He finally got in." The old Taoist priest sighed: "He was able to get in not because of his status as the Great Ancestor of Qin."

"Just because he is invincible."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist priest couldn't help sighing. When the most powerful man in the world has the most powerful power, the achievements he creates are naturally unparalleled.

Qin Taizu rushed into Ping'an Ruins in front of Longhu Mountain and left something there.

He said that one day, his descendants would come and take it away.

"After so many years, Qin Taizu's verse has come true."

After sighing, the fishing rod in the old Taoist priest's hand suddenly shook, the water in the ancient well rose, and the faint sound of beast roars could be heard.

The young Taoist priest frowned slightly as he listened: "Uncle Master, there is one more thing."

"Has anyone entered Ping'an Ruins and escaped unharmed?"

The old Taoist priest whispered: "There are such anomalies after Mijueluo."

"Hehe, this headmaster of yours once met an alcoholic lunatic when he was young. This person's origins are unpredictable, and he has not shown any signs of it so far."

"The fact that he was able to enter Ping'an Ruins without dying must be related to this alcoholic lunatic. As for this young man..."

The old Taoist priest's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with deep meaning.

Back then, among the disciples of Longhu Mountain, Mijueluo was the one he valued most.

It's a pity that Mijueluo was arrogant and unruly at that time and caused countless disasters. What worried the old Taoist priest the most was the alcoholic lunatic he made friends with who was both an enemy and a friend.

With the old Taoist priest's cultivation and identity at that time, he couldn't figure out the path and origin of the alcoholic madman.

The Taoism of the world produces dragons and tigers, and even Longhu Mountain cannot see the calendar, which seems very monster.

The old Taoist priest has been paying attention for many years, but he has not been able to catch any clues about the alcoholic madman.

It wasn't until thirty-three years ago, when the previous generation King Yuan was born, that the alcoholic madman finally showed a flaw.

It's a pity that Mijueluo took action. At that time, he had already assumed the position of headmaster of Longhu Mountain. If he was powerful, who in the world would dare to act rashly?

Just like that, the old Taoist priest missed it again.

"That wine maniac... I heard my master mention it. It is said that the master has half a gourd of wine. Every year on the ninth day of September, he takes it out and just looks at it without drinking it."

"Hmph." The old Taoist priest snorted coldly.

"Uncle Master, who is that alcoholic lunatic? How could he be so favored by the headmaster!?"

"I want to know too." The old Taoist priest blew his beard and smiled lightly: "But it's almost over. The drunk maniac has finally revealed his flaws."

"flaw?"

"On the ninth day of September, the brat Wang Tong asked to fight... it seems that he was trained by that alcoholic lunatic."

"Lin Jie!?" The young Taoist priest was surprised.

He didn't expect that the evil demon king actually had such a layer of causality with Longhu Mountain.

"On the ninth day of September, I don't believe that the alcoholic lunatic can continue to hide." The old Taoist priest condensed: "As for the young man...he went to Ping'an Ruins and survived...just fish for a while."

As he spoke, the fishing rod in the old Taoist priest's hand trembled more violently, and the beast's roar came from the bottom of the well, rising and falling, shattering the phantom of the bright moon.

…

In the dead of night, people are in Zhenlu Mountain Cave House.

This is the dojo of Mingdong Tower, a mansion in the mountains, which is different from ordinary imagination.

There are spiritual grass and rare trees in the front, and mountain springs and streams in the back. The practice ground is as round as a disk, and is larger than the courtyard where Zhou Dao lived in the Yu Yaosi.

In addition, there are alchemy rooms, talisman making rooms, weapon refining rooms, medicine storage rooms, treasure rooms, etc.

Almost the entire hilltop was opened up and became the dojo of Mingdong Tower.

"You guys at Longhu Mountain are really generous. How much will this cost?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be speechless.

In the deep mountains, opening up such a cave is really a Taoist method.

"It's easy. This is a treasure from our Longhu Mountain. It's called [Lingfu Seed]. It's only about the size of a thumb and looks like a seed. As long as it's thrown into the mountain and activated with a secret talisman, it will take root and sprout. Entering the mountain, it turns into a ready-made cave." Mingdong Pavilion said.

The Lingfu Seed is a secret treasure of Longhu Mountain. It is especially suitable for Taoist priests to go out to practice and open a dojo in the mountains. A thumb-sized seed can be thrown away casually and it will be the Immortal Cave.

The most convenient thing is that if you leave, you can activate the secret talisman to condense the entire cave into a seed and take it with you.

For example, the [Lingfu species] purchased by Mingdonglou is only a basic version, and there are more advanced ones. It is said that there are specially made female spirit puppets in it, so that some male monks with special needs can understand the yin and yang while practicing. Mystery.

In addition, there is also the Spirit Beast Garden and the Fairy Bird Garden, which specializes in raising rare monsters, which is more suitable for Zhou Dao.

You can even customize it according to your needs. Of course, the price will be higher.

However, Longhu Mountain disciples have discounts, and the higher the status, the greater the discount.

"Are you still recruiting people at Longhu Mountain?" Zhou Dao suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Ming Donglou looked suspicious.

"I'm talking about how to sell this [Lingfu species]?" Zhou Daogan laughed twice.

This is really a good thing. If Zhou Dao could have had this thing in his previous life, he could have become a master-level figure in real estate. Anyone named Xu, Wang or Pan would have to step aside.

"The elementary Lingfu species only requires 3,000 Huozhen pills." Ming Donglou said.

"Really elixir!?" Zhou Dao's eyes widened and his expression became weird.

The process of cultivating the true realm is the process of continuously improving one's true energy.

The Huanzhen Pill is a great medicine for tempering the true energy. It requires thousands of medicinal materials to be brewed, so it is quite precious.

In the capital, a Huazhen Pill costs hundreds of red gold.

Just the elementary Lingfu species requires 3,000 truth-reviving pills! ?

"If Brother Zhou wants it, I can come forward and buy it. It only requires 2,100 Huanzhen Pills."

As Ming Donglou, he can get a 30% discount. This cave like his is the transformation of an intermediate Lingfu species, and it originally requires 8,000 Reincarnation Pills.

But in the end, Ming Donglou bought it for only 5,600 Huanzhen Pills.

For the Tao Sect True Realm, Huan Zhen Dan is hard currency.

"Two thousand one..." Zhou Daogan laughed twice.

"I have lived in the capital all year round, and the environment in the mountains is not suitable for me, so I don't want it anymore... Hahaha... Thank you Brother Ming for your kindness."

"Brother Zhou, if you want it, just come to me."

With that said, Mingdong Tower arranged for everyone to stay.

There are more than 300 quiet rooms in this cave, and the floors are all paved with purple heart warm jade. It must be said that you get what you pay for, and this kind of materials and enjoyment are indeed worthy of the price.

In the end, even Ha Shiqi, Xiao Hei Hei and Xiao Deng each got a quiet room.

"Finally we can sacrifice."

Return to the quiet room and activate the runes to isolate everything.

Zhou Dao took out the corpse of the Night Crying Mantis and was a little impatient.

"Sacrifice!"

Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and the essence and blood flew out and seeped into the corpse of the Night Crying Mantis.

[Sacrifice to the Night Crying Praying Mantis and obtain the reward-increasing secret method "Five Gods Hidden\