Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Tianlu thirty-seventh month, July.

The capital city in July is already scorching hot.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky, but there were few pedestrians on the Sunshine Road.

Occasionally, a caravan passes by, with flags drooping, unable to find a trace of wind, just like a clam that has just sown seeds and is unable to stand.

"Senior Brother, can we enter the headquarters of the Demon Control Division this time in Beijing?"

On the donkey cart, the young man waved his whip and drove the lazy short-haired white donkey.

The girl drooped her head and leaned over, smelling of fragrant powder.

"It should be possible. We have a letter from Lord Cheng Si. All we need to do is pass the assessment." Song Siping thought for a while.

"What if I fail the test?" Qu Xiuxiu touched her little head, feeling a little worried.

"You also know that I have been stupid since I was a child."

"Hahaha, you are not stupid. In our department, your cultivation speed ranks second after me." Song Siping laughed.

This girl likes to pretend to be innocent and weak, but in fact she hides it deeply.

That year, they followed Lord Cheng Si to Linjiang Mansion to report on their work. Even Lord Si Fu praised this girl as a green tea, and the best green tea.

"They say just in case." Qu Xiuxiu shook Song Siping's arm: "Brother, if you are the only one who passes, will you leave me alone?"

"No, didn't Mr. Chengsi say that when we arrived? When we arrived at the headquarters, the other party saw that we were from Pingjiang City and would not embarrass us."

Song Siping looked proud.

Nowadays, looking at the whole world, who doesn't know that their Pingjiang City has produced a peerless figure, the lord of the Yuan Dynasty, a personal descendant of Jianzhu, who was recently ennobled by His Majesty and promoted to the position of [Shao Si Zongbao].

You know, this is the prince's teacher. He doesn't have much power, but his status is extremely respected and he can walk freely in the palace.

In today's world, only those with high moral character and respect can inherit this tradition.

This shows how much this Lord Yuan Wang is relied upon by the royal family.

"Brother, I heard that Lord Yuan Wang was just a demon-sealing master when he was in Pingjiang City? Is it true or false?"

Qu Xiuxiu's eyes lit up when she mentioned King Yuan.

When she first entered the Demon Control Division of Pingjiang City, she heard many glorious past stories about King Yuan.

The seeds of longing have long been buried in her heart. This time when she came to Beijing, in addition to wanting to enter the headquarters, her biggest wish was to see the peerless style of King Yuan with her own eyes.

"He is indeed the Demon Sealing Master. I once heard Master Cheng Si say that back then, Pingjiang City was still full of power among the three clans, but Lord Yuan Wang kept a low profile and hid his true dragon in the mud. He showed himself as a Demon Sealing Master and no one showed him As a dish..." Song Siping said a little excitedly.

"But what happened next?"

"It was this demon sealing master who bravely crowned the Dragon King, unified Pingjiang City, and even destroyed the Yuan Clan. He helped Lord Long Ao ascend to the position of city chief and inherit the title of head of the Longmen family."

For Song Siping, from the day he entered the Yuyao Division, he had regarded this legendary figure as the target of his pursuit.

"Brother, I make a promise to you. No matter where we are, we will return to Pingjiang City next year for the Dragon King Festival."

Qu Xiuxiu's eyes were clear and pure, making Song Siping lose his mind for a while.

"Okay, senior brother, I promise you."

call……

The mountain road is narrow, and a breeze blows by, bringing a little coolness.

The short-haired white donkey, which had its head drooped, suddenly raised its head, neighed, and began to hesitate on its hooves.

"What's wrong?" Song Siping waved the whip in his hand.

But the white donkey remained motionless, looking at the winding mountain road ahead, seeming a little frightened.

"The mortal world is a monster, lust is like poison, it kills the heart of cultivating Taoism and blocks the road to immortality..."

Suddenly, an ethereal sigh came from a distance, wrapped in the howling mountain wind, causing the grass and trees to tremble.

Song Siping's expression changed when he heard the words. He felt that the voice seemed to contain a kind of magic power, which stopped the blood and energy in his body.

"Brother, is there a monster!?"

Qu Xiuxiu was like a frightened little rabbit, cowering behind Song Siping. She moved her eyes, but she was unable to mobilize the blood in her body.

If it is really a monster, it is definitely not something they can contend with.

"Ordinary people, come and pay homage."

The ethereal sigh sounded again.

"It's really a monster...will we die here?" Qu Xiuxiu trembled.

"Don't be afraid, senior brother is here." Song Siping pretended to be calm.

"But……"

"What are you afraid of? Last year, the lame man in the department escaped from a hungry old tiger monster with only a dagger. How could anything happen to us?" Song Siping comforted him.

"Brother, don't lie to me? How could that cripple be possible?" Qu Xiuxiu asked in surprise.

The cripple in the department was not as good as her in cultivation. He was just messing around. How could he escape from the hungry tiger demon with just a dagger?

"Really, he cut his companion's aorta." Song Siping said firmly.

"Brother, what time has it been? You still have time to tease me."

Qu Xiuxiu was sullen, but there was a strong look of vigilance in her eyes.

"Hahaha, people's hearts are really interesting."

The mountain wind roared, and the donkey cart, brothers and sisters were all swept over.

As the winding roads turn, there is a small temple next to the long and narrow mountain road. The fragrance is burning, and a tablet is enshrined. It is written in Taoist secret script, but it is impossible to decipher what it means.

"For ordinary people, when you embark on the path of spiritual practice, you still have so many distracting thoughts, and the path is hopeless."

The ethereal voice sounded again.

This time, Song Siping heard clearly that it was indeed coming from the ruined temple in front of him.

"Are you talking? Who are you?"

"I am a deity in the mountains. I have attained the Tao and practiced Taoism. I have received incense and fire, and I am here to save those who are destined to me."

After the words were spoken, a figure appeared seven inches above the earth temple.

It was a boy, with arms like lotus roots cut off, wearing a pair of dragon and phoenix gold bracelets, a red bellyband with flame patterns, and a bun that reached the sky. He was looming in the misty incense, sitting cross-legged and motionless.

"A mountain god?"

"You do not believe?"

Song Siping was startled, and then he said suspiciously: "Don't gods respond to requests?"

"Can you grant me a wish?"

"But it doesn't matter."

In the sky above the earth temple, in the lingering atmosphere, the boy with a majestic appearance did not refuse.

"I want a flying sword, a first-class magic weapon..." Song Siping mustered up his courage.

The [Chilong Sword] he is using now is only a seventh-grade magic weapon. It is his wish to possess a first-grade magic sword.

But treasures of that level are really rare.

Not even their Lord City Secretary.

"as you wish."

In the swirling incense, the boy stretched out his hand, and the area ten feet in front of the earth temple was filled with golden light. The majestic sword energy spurted out from the ground, and the sharp black gold was indescribable.

"This is……"

Song Siping's eyes suddenly lit up, and his legs moved involuntarily towards the place where the golden light bloomed.

"Brother..."

Qu Xiuxiu couldn't help shouting.

However, Song Siping followed the demon towards the earth temple.

"I don't really recommend you go any further."

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in the mountains.

Although this sound was gentle, it echoed in the ears of the two of them like drums and bells in the morning.

Song Siping's body was shaken, the obsession in his eyes dissipated a lot, and he couldn't help but stop.

When he looked up, he saw a thin figure standing in front of him.

"Yu...Yao Yusi..." Song Siping looked at the clothes of the visitor and couldn't help but said.

"The monsters in the mountains have obtained the aura of the earth's veins and specialize in bewitching the common people. After eating enough flesh and blood, they can transform into monsters."

Jiang Yuan whispered, his deep eyes staring coldly at the boy in the incense.

"Monster Control Division?" The boy whispered.

"evildoer."

Jiang Yuan shouted violently, and his terrifying energy soared into the sky, turning into a terrifying sword light, like thunder and fire intertwining, causing disaster and punishment.

Rumble…

The dilapidated ancient temple disappeared in the bright sword light, falling like dust.

The terrifying force caused the mountain wall to collapse, and huge rocks continued to roll down, but they were reduced to ashes under the powerful aura.

"This...this...is this still a human being? It's too...too strong..."

Song Siping's eyes widened and he was extremely shocked.

The young man in front of him, who looked not much older than him, actually had such terrifying cultivation. The mountains and rivers trembled, and the sword light soared into the sky.

Such terrifying power is almost like a god or a demon.

Song Si Pingyuan thought that his talent was already outstanding, and he had mastered the Nine Transformations of the Refining Realm at a young age. Even Cheng Si Long Ao praised him highly, often comparing him to the former Yuan King.

But in front of this young man in front of him, he is really just a piece of shit...

"How come there is such a person? How did he practice?" Song Siping was roaring in his heart.

Jiang Yuan calmed down and turned around, the evil aura on his body gradually dissipating.

After returning from Longhu Mountain, he began to practice crazily and hard, and his temperament was like a blade, sharpened into a sharp edge and clumsy, and the innocence and peace he once had gradually faded away.

"Thank you... thank you, sir..." Song Si calmed down and bowed.

"Are you heading to the capital as well?"

"Yeah, so are we. Big brother is so awesome."

Qu Xiuxiu walked over, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration, and she looked directly at Jiang Yuan, her eyes turned red, and her cheeks turned pink.

"Is that the case with Big Brother? Can we go with Big Brother? It's too dangerous on the road."

Qu Xiuxiu walked away from Song Siping without leaving a trace and approached Jiang Yuan.

She didn't expect that she would be so lucky. Before she entered the capital, she would meet such an outstanding man, who was a hundred and eighty thousand times better than her senior brother.

"Okay, I happened to be on my way."

Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Big brother is so kind." Qu Xiuxiu thanked with a smile.

Jingle Bell……

At this moment, a crisp sound of bells came from the mountain road.

"Huh!?" Jiang Yuanruo was moved and couldn't help but look over.

Generally, when one has cultivated to his level, he is rarely attracted by external movements and movements.

But when the ringtone came, he seemed to lose himself.

Not far away, a carriage was slowly approaching, and the driver was a middle-aged man. He was dressed in cloth, carrying a mahogany sword behind his back, and wearing a ring on his right thumb.

"I always regret that this body is not mine. When will I achieve the shape of a tortoise and a snake?"

"Turtle and snake shape, dragon and tiger disk, three clear swords turned into mud balls..."

The man with the mahogany sword chanted slowly, tightened the reins suddenly, and suddenly looked at Jiang Yuan from a distance.

"Taiyi magic, thunder and fire sword, little guy, have you obtained the true inheritance of King Yuan?"

"Who are you?" Jiang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly and he couldn't help but ask.

"After all, he is Zhou Xuan's son. His reputation is well-known throughout the world. He also helped Emperor Qin destroy the Longhu Taoism. He is so majestic and evil."

The middle-aged man was so impressed that his voice was like rolling thunder, echoing through the mountains and rivers. The whole mountain was trembling, as if even the roots of the earth could not bear the loud sound.

"A strong Taoist!?" Jiang Yuan was shocked and took a few steps back. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and his face turned extremely pale.

"Little baby, I won't argue with you. Go back and tell King Yuan that his moral conduct has not yet reached the point where it can be seen in the world. If he continues to show off, I am afraid that the world will not be able to tolerate him."

The middle-aged man carrying the mahogany sword said calmly.

"I will definitely bring your words to you, if you dare to ask for your name." Jiang Yuan said solemnly.

He knew very well that Zhou Dao was famous all over the world and had made countless enemies since his debut.

It's just that the person in front of him is as deep as the ocean, unfathomable, and a hero in the Tao realm, which makes Jiang Yuandu intimidated.

"Forget the name. Once you enter the capital, you will encounter them sooner or later."

"You go, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave if it's too late." The middle-aged man didn't even look at Jiang Yuan, as if he didn't take such a little guy seriously at all.

"good."

Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth, turned around, and turned into a golden light, hugging Song Siping and Qu Xiuxiu, and escaped through the air.

"The golden light of the earth? King Yuan has gained some magical power."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Yuan's retreating figure and couldn't help but sneer.

The vertical golden light is an escape method derived from the [Golden Light Curse]. It is infinitely powerful and can be practiced to the extreme. It is more powerful than ordinary sword lights.

This was originally the magical power of Taiyi Sect.

"The master was still merciful and let the boy live."

At this moment, a calm voice came from the carriage.

"It's just a little guy, but it's not worth my while." The middle-aged man with the mahogany sword said calmly.

His eyes were long and leisurely, looking across the mountains and into the infinite distance.

"In total, I haven't set foot in the capital for nineteen years."

"Taizu said that talents have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. However, the world today is different from the past."

"Master, is he interested in seeing those outstanding backs?"

In the carriage, the calm voice sounded again, and before the other party could answer, he had already named him.

"That King Yuan has been named [Shao Si Zongbao] by his father, and his status is extraordinary. Speaking of which, I also want to meet him."

"Your Highness, let's set off."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man with the mahogany sword reined in the reins, and the sound of the horse's honking echoed in the mountains.

Gradually, the carriage drove into the distance and disappeared into the mountains.

I don't know how long it took, but the collapsed mountain wall suddenly shattered, and a white light rushed out, turning into a boy.

"Why doesn't anyone believe me?" The boy murmured softly and raised his fingers.

In an instant, golden light shot into the sky, and a magical sword broke through the mountain, like a golden dragon before it, and fell into the hands of the boy.

"What a nice sword? What a shame."

The boy shook his head in disappointment. He opened his mouth, swallowed the sword directly, and then walked into the mountain and disappeared.

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