Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

On this day, it was just dawn.

The sun in the east has not yet risen, and the donkey carts are slowly coming on the streets, and they are enjoying the rice fields that have been separated from each other overnight.

The taste is fresh, dry and watery, and the dung bucket on the donkey cart is filled with yellow water.

"The sky is clear and the earth is turbid. If you drain the sewage, I will move it. The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the world is alive..."

The man driving the truck to collect dung was an old man, wearing a straw hat and holding licorice in his mouth. He leaned on the dung bucket behind him and muttered something, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

Among the three hundred and sixty-five lines, the sewage workers in the capital have a much harder time than the watchmen.

Few people are willing to do such dirty work.

Jingle Bell……

The bell rang, and the donkey cart stopped in front of the gate of the Monster Control Division's headquarters. Just as the old man was about to get out of the car to work, he saw two young men coming out.

"Why is it so delicious!?"

Wang Xiaoyi covered his mouth and nose and frowned.

"This is the taste of the human world." Zhou Dao joked from the side.

"If this is what the world is like, no wonder everyone wants to ascend to immortality."

Wang Xiaoyi quickened his pace and kept up with Zhou Dao's pace.

"When you were riding in Ping'an Town, you slept in Zuichun Tower until midnight every day. Where have you ever seen such a scene in the world?" Zhou Dao laughed and scolded.

Back then, he was still a very poor demon sealing master who got up before dawn every day, but he was not surprised by such small scenes.

Wow…

The old man opened the lid of the ancestral bucket and began to "receive the goods". The smell was so thick that he was almost ready to draw out the gravy.

Zhou Dao pointed out in one step and walked past the old man.

"Wait for me."

Wang Xiaoyi held his breath, strode quickly, and followed.

The old man was doing the work he was doing, looking at the figure disappearing on the street intentionally or unintentionally.

"The smell of this world is too strong."

Away from the Demon Control Division, Wang Xiaoyi greedily sucked in the fresh morning air and enjoyed the gifts of nature.

"Give you something good."

As soon as Zhou Dao raised his hand, a dark pill flew towards him, and Wang Xiaoyi raised his hand subconsciously.

"What is this?" Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

"Wuxue Pill!" Zhou Dao said with a smile.

"Damn it... you can do this stuff... are you suffering from an occupational disease?" Wang Xiaoyi was speechless.

It is recorded in the "Work Manual of the Department of Controlling Demons" that if a secular door is not cleaned for a long time, it will be contaminated by evil spirits and become a monster. It is called a filth insect. It looks like a cockroach. It is a glutton for people. If you stay there for a long time, you will suffer from diseases, which will make your home unsafe and damage your property.

According to legend, if ordinary people's homes are not cleaned for a long time, evil spirits will appear and a kind of monster will be raised called "dirty bug".

This monster looks like a cockroach and feeds on people. Over time, people in the house will get sick. In the long run, money will be lost and the house will become smaller and smaller.

In ancient times, Taoist masters caught the dirt bugs, removed their beards, tails and claws, mixed them with secret medicine, and kneaded them into a special pill called "Wugou Pill".

Mortals who take this pill will no longer have to go out, and any filth can be automatically decomposed in the body.

In ancient times, the daughters of some wealthy families had mysophobia and were often ashamed of themselves, so they spent a lot of money to buy this elixir. One pill can guarantee that they will not go to the toilet for three years.

"A batch of worms happened to come yesterday, so I made them. It's a good thing." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

For example, [Wujiao Dan] is also a hot commodity in brothels and flower shops.

There is no guarantee that those popular girls will one day be spotted by the young masters of wealthy families and taken out to play for three to five days. If they encounter a serious emergency, it will really damage their youthful appearance and make them look ugly, so they will take this useless thing. Dirty Dan.

After all, for most people, goddesses don’t need to go to the bathroom.

"Brother Dao, you are so awesome. You are a strong Taoist, but you haven't lost this skill yet."

Wang Xiaoyi understood it carefully and put away the Wugou Pill, thinking about which old friend he should give it to.

"Don't forget your original intention!" Zhou Dao said with a smile.

The two of them left the capital, jumped into the air, turned into a stream of light, and flew away through the sky.

In the sky, clouds surged, rolled in, and burst one after another at extremely high speeds.

"Is there any news about Lao Wang and Lao Ma recently?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

Long before Zhou Dao went to Longhu Mountain, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong left the capital and went to Shiwanda Mountain.

Tigers and dragons roost there, and masters gather there. It has always been a place where demon clans and Taoist clans fight together.

In order to break through the realm, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong made a great wish to go to Shiwanda Mountain, where they would experience the danger of life and death, see hundreds of Taoist arts, and fight the seventy-two cave monsters.

Now, the two of them have been there for more than half a year.

"Hehe, they are doing very well now and have made a name for themselves in Shiwandashan." Wang Xiaoyi said with a grin.

Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong fought in Shiwanda Mountain one after another, and their performance was extremely impressive. Not only did they attract the attention of the Seventy-two Demon Cave, but even the masters of the six... no, the five great sects noticed their existence.

Friends are made and enemies are made.

In that kind of environment, Taoist competitions involve both strength and life and death.

Because of this, in the past six months, they have had opportunities and suffered disasters, and they almost lost their lives among the green mountains and green waters several times.

Obviously, the benefits of such experience are extremely obvious.

Now Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong have entered the Dragon Gate Realm and reached the peak of the True Realm.

"Tsk, tsk, it was indeed the right choice for Lao Wang and Lao Ma to leave the capital." Zhou Dao smiled.

Originally, based on the relationship between these two people and him, if they stayed in the capital, they would be able to obtain the best resources and get a good position.

However, Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong still chose to go to Shiwanda Mountain, regardless of life and death.

In order not to be left behind by Zhou Dao, he wanted to catch up with him.

"It's a pity that they still couldn't catch up with you." Wang Xiaoyi curled his lips and glared at Zhou Dao.

No matter what opportunities and luck they have, they still find it difficult to catch up with Zhou Dao.

The ultimate realm of Longmen, the pinnacle of the true realm... Such speed is already a miracle.

But now Zhou Dao has entered the Tao realm.

"God rewards those who work hard!" Zhou Dao said a meaningful word.

If there are any secrets on the road to spiritual practice, I think they only have these four words.

"Damn it, you've tricked me again." Wang Xiaoyi spat.

Zhou Dao smiled and said nothing. Now it seems that he has become a leader and has many masters under his command.

In addition to him, a strong man in the Quasi-Dao realm, there were Wang Xiaoyi, Wang Xuanzhi, Ma Yinglong, and Li Renshan in the Longmen realm.

Needless to say, the first three, those who followed him all the way from Ping'an Town, are absolute confidants and brothers.

As for Li Renshan, his identity is very important. He is the founder of Taiyi Sect Zhongxing. Since the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly, he has been raised by Zhou Dao and studied Taoism. Now his cultivation has reached an unfathomable level and he will step into the Taoist realm at any time. .

After all, Taiyi Gatekeeper put all his hopes on him, hoping to revitalize the family and renew their reputation.

By the way, there is also Ha Shiqi, a great demon in desperate situation, who is comparable to a strong man in the Dragon Gate realm. He also has many masters under his command. He occupies Shiwang Mountain and has twelve great demons and five thousand demon soldiers.

Once he steps into the Demon King Realm, he will be no less powerful than the Seventy-Two Demon Caves.

Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh. Back then, he was just a small demon sealing master in Ping'an Town.

At that time, how could he have thought that he could support such a trend and gather such a lineup of masters.

"Even if there are changes in the future, this lineup is enough to protect ourselves." Zhou Dao thought to himself.

He has made too many enemies. If Youtian is gone, if Wang Xiaoyi and others can go further, they will be able to protect themselves and not be slaughtered by others.

"Brother Dao, ahead is the Evil Tomb in the Eastern Suburbs." Wang Xiaoyi pointed downwards.

The evil mausoleum in the eastern suburbs is the mausoleum of the royal family of the former Zhou Dynasty. It was abandoned after the founding of the Qin Dynasty.

A deserted grave with few human habitations.

The day before yesterday, Qi Zhu got up and came here, and asked Zhou Dao to come and join him today.

If Zhou Dao guessed correctly, the Seven Kills Sect's [Jue Tian Sword] is hidden in this Great Zhou Emperor's Mausoleum.

After all, although the Seven Kills Sect is mysterious, it was regarded as the state religion by the Zhou royal family back then.

"Let's go down."

Zhou Dao stopped and landed in front of the abandoned mausoleum. He looked up and saw that the land was desolate, with broken walls and ruins, and weeds and monsters. It was like a ruins. Where were the incense and sacrifices?

"The once master of this land is now a barren grave with a pile of grass gone." Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh.

"How can there be an eternal and undefeated existence in this world?" Zhou Dao whispered: "Okay, don't sigh, let's go find Senior Qi Zhu first."

Zhou Dao came here today not to pay homage to the ancients, but with a purpose.

He is determined to win the Jue Tian Sword.

"Brother Dao, before I came here, I went to Si Li's Secret Archives to check out the Seven Kills Sect."

Wang Xiaoyi said casually: "It is said that the founding of the Zhou Dynasty is inextricably linked to the Seven Killing Sect."

"Not surprising." Zhou Dao shook his head.

Qi Zhu said that in the long process of history, there is always a presence of the Seven Killing Sect in all major events.

"Then do you know that the Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly started when the Great Zhou Dynasty was established."

"Prince Yuan's Dharma Conference!?"

Zhou Dao frowned slightly. As a disciple of Sunset Sect, he naturally knew the origin of King Yuan's Dharma Assembly.

Sunset and Yuanzu have been fighting for endless years. The latter claims to be immortal and cannot be killed by heaven or punished by earth.

Since the founding of the Patriarch, the Sunset Sect has almost exhausted everything, its disciples have withered away, and its incense will be extinguished.

Finally one day, at a certain point, a disciple of the Sunset Sect emerged, who was unrivaled. He gathered a group of Taoist priests, who were able to master the feng shui of the world. They used heaven-defying methods to seize the essence of heaven and earth, and created twelve spiritual veins, giving birth to The power of King Yuan.

This is the origin of the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly.

"The first Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly was held at the place where the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded. After that Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly, the Seven Kills Sect was enshrined as the state religion..." Wang Xiaoyi said eloquently.

"Both the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Seven Kills Sect participated in the establishment of the Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly?" Zhou Dao's heart moved slightly.

He only knew that in order to create the twelve spiritual veins and open the Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly, the senior of the Sunset Sect was looking for the masters of the world and the powerful ones in the Taoist sect. As for who was involved, he did not know.

"Look, there is some connection between you and the Seven Kills Sect." Wang Xiaoyi's status is naturally King Zhou Daoyuan.

"It's interesting." Zhou Dao looked thoughtful.

"There are more interesting things." Wang Xiaoyi continued.

"Why was the Great Zhou royal family overthrown by the humble Taizu of Great Qin after five thousand years of rule?"

"There are many opinions." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

He heard that the dragon veins of the Zhou royal family were pierced by a black-skinned mouse.

This black-skinned mouse was the Black Emperor who later followed Taizu Taizu of Great Qin to found the country and was regarded as the top master of the demon clan.

"Tsk, tsk, that's all nonsense." Wang Xiaoyi said with a smile.

"According to records, one day, there was a great disaster in the world, strange phenomena occurred everywhere, and the people were in dire straits..."

"That was the year when Taizu was sixteen years old and he went out to work for a living. He was hit so hard that his brains came out and he almost lost his life. In the end, not only did he miraculously survive, but he was also a blessing in disguise. As if enlightened, he set his ambition to become the master of the country."

"Speak directly to the conclusion." Zhou Dao urged.

"It was also this year that the Zhou royal family did a big thing."

"What's the big deal?" Zhou Dao asked.

"They stopped the Yuan Wang Dharma Ceremony!"

"Huh!?" Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly.

"Look, history is very interesting, and there are many things I'm afraid of thinking about..."

"The Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, and the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly was founded. In that year, the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly disappeared from the world, and Taizu rose from a young age..."

"After Taizu founded the country, the first thing he did was to reopen the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly..."

Wang Xiaoyi analyzed: "You are King Yuan, don't you think there is a connection?"

"It's a bit of a coincidence." Zhou Dao nodded.

If there is any specific connection, it can be guessed without just guessing.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……"

At this moment, a burst of scornful chanting came from a distance, intermittent and continuous, seemingly present and absent, as if coming from under the deserted tomb.

"Success or failure turns into nothing."

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns."

"Huh? This is Taizu's most famous Ci Palace..." Wang Xiaoyi's heart moved slightly as he heard it.

This poem "Linjiang Immortal" was taught by his private school teacher when he was seven years old, and it was included in "Selected Poems of Qin Taizu".

It is said that when Taizu was young, he participated in a conference of talented scholars in the world at Xiling Pavilion. Because he was born in a poor family, he was placed at the bottom of the list. Many of the children of the aristocratic families who attended the conference looked down upon him and did not take him seriously.

Later, Taizu was full of energy, pointed out the country, and looked back at the ancients, so he composed the poem "Linjiang Xian". Its meaning is magnificent, generous and tragic, talking about the eternity of the universe and watching the rise and fall of history. It took these thousands of years to pave these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

This song, Linjiang Immortal, appeared out of nowhere and silenced three thousand scholars. The name of Taizu shocked the world.

Because of this, later history books say that although Qin Taizu conquered the world with force, his literary and intellectual talents were rarely seen in ancient times.

"So many things in ancient and modern times are all made fun of."

The singing voice is getting closer and closer, the sound is low and aftertaste, and the feeling is inexplicable.

"In the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty, reciting and singing the lyrics of Taizu!?"

Zhou Dao was quite interested. He cleared away the weeds and walked forward following the sound.

Not long after, a scholar stood beside the ruins of the wall, his green shirt fluttering and his robes flying.

The man seemed to sense something and turned around with a faint smile on his lips.

"Brother Zhou, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you okay?"

"Hong Ming!" Zhou Dao's eyes lit up and he recognized him.

When he attended the Yuan Dynasty Dharma Assembly and entered the capital for the first time, he passed by the Evil Tomb and the first person he met was this scholar.

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