Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 508 Origin Divine Text

Woo~

The purple door slowly opened, and Li Yuan felt a desolate and ancient aura rushing towards his face. This aura was so strong that he couldn't help but tremble.

In a trance, it seems that in front of you is not an ancient temple, but the boundless starry sky and the bottomless abyss, which makes your heart palpitate just looking at it.

"Bafang Temple, Bafang Temple!"

The little female dragon was also shaking. Even now, she felt it was unreal. This kind of legendary creation that countless powerful people could not pursue, actually appeared in front of her like this?

"Come in, come in!"

Seeing Li Yuan still stopping to look at it, the little female dragon wished she could take her place. This indigenous boy didn't understand the importance of this ancient temple at all.

"No rush."

Arriving here, the throbbing in Li Yuan's heart became more intense, but he forced himself to calm down and look at it.

In the darkness, the ancient temple rose and fell, like a lone boat sailing in the black sea. Outside the ancient temple, darkness surged, and the roars of strange beasts could be heard from time to time.

The shocking collision just now brought many strange beasts here, but they were all isolated by invisible barriers.

It seems that the only way to get here is through the rainbow bridge.

"Come in quickly!"

The little female dragon was a little crazy. She almost admired this native boy for being so tolerant.

"Whenever big things happen, you need to calm down. What do you know?"

Li Yuan didn't bother to argue with her. If she had understood this truth, she probably wouldn't have ended up like this.

"you!"

The little female dragon was furious.

Li Yuan walked slowly towards the ancient temple, but did not rush in. Instead, he closed his eyes and inhaled his true energy.

Buzz~

Under the restless gaze of the little female dragon, drops of crystal clear blood, like glass, suddenly appeared in Li Yuan's palm.

"It's still a bit hot..."

Looking at the new blood gathering in his palm, Li Yuan opened his mouth and exhaled, and the new blood flew out immediately.

Then, under the embrace of Xuan Whale's true energy, it trembled violently and melted into a ball. When it landed, it turned into a miniature elephant the size of a palm.

It transforms into blood, and blood can also transform into shape.

After two months of practice, Li Yuan has completed more than half of his blood exchange, and can barely activate some of the methods recorded in the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

"puff!"

The little elephant flicked its trunk, sneezed, and looked around in a humane manner.

In Li Yuan's perception, he seemed to have a different perspective. Through the perspective of the blood image, he could see himself like a giant.

Wearing a Taoist robe, his face was calm, a mirage dragon belt was wrapped around his waist, and the darkness behind him was as dark as an abyss.

"Go in."

As soon as Li Yuan thought, the little elephant was already waving its trunk, fearlessly walking toward the slightly open purple temple door.

"Bafang Temple."

The little female dragon's mind was tense, and Li Yuan was also highly focused. He had a strong interest in the Bafang Temple, or the inheritance of the supreme power.

Because according to what the little female dragon said, even if we look at the entire Tianshiyuan, there are only a few people who can be called 'mighty'.

"call!"

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Li Yuan stared at the blood elephant's perspective. However, almost the moment the blood elephant entered the Bafang Temple, his eyes went dark.

Immediately, an indescribable force suddenly came and dragged him into the temple gate in just one move.

"..."

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The capital of the God of Fortune.

After the New Year, as the date of the grand ceremony approaches, there are many sects in various states and prefectures, and people from all walks of life come to watch the ceremony. This majestic city of the imperial capital also has a bit more of a river and lake atmosphere.

On the observatory, Wu Yingxing stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the entire divine capital city. Looking intently, he could see the qi machines standing on the ground that seemed to be able to affect the celestial phenomena.

"Longhu Temple is almost here..."

Wu Yingxing looked far into the distance. There seemed to be red-gold light shining in his eyes. He saw three qi machines intersecting at an unknown distance.

Faintly, you can see the shadows of the blue dragon, white tiger, divine sword, and giant elephant.

"The three great masters of one sect are, after all, the inheritance left by Taoist Chunyang. There is still some foundation..."

Wu Yingxing gathered his thoughts and glanced at Huang Longzi who was taking a nap under the big umbrella behind him. He turned around and got off the star observation tower.

Below the stargazing building is a huge open space.

At this time, there were thousands of imperial guards arrayed in formation, and large cauldrons filled with the scent of incense were transported from outside the imperial city and arranged neatly here.

These large cauldrons hold at least ten years of incense from a prefecture and a state, and at most they contain ten years of incense.

Across the incense cauldron, the strong scent of incense filled the entire open space. Even Huang Longzi on the observatory couldn't help but look over:

"You can see the whole picture at a glance. This great fortune accumulated over thousands of years is really very rich. If I hold it for a hundred years, it will be enough to build the temple..."

The dissipating incense is like mist and clouds. Even Huang Longzi is a little jealous. Any living star is a treasure in the universe, even in Poison Dragon Academy.

Only the master of the five meridians is qualified to control a life star alone.

"pity……"

Huang Longzi moved under the umbrella to avoid direct sunlight, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the silver-haired middle-aged man standing on the high platform downstairs with his hands behind his back.

"A world-class person."

Huang Longzi closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the golden bell of the great sun.

Woohoo~

The breeze blew slowly, bringing in the slightest scent of incense.

"Hengshan Road has eleven mouths of Yunxiang Cauldron, Gusu Road has nine mouths of Yunxiang Cauldron, Yanshan Road has six mouths, Longyin Road has eleven mouths, Leiyin Dazhou has seven mouths, Yunmeng Road has three mouths..."

"Henglong Dao, twenty-three mouths, Wanlong Dao, eighteen mouths."

On the high platform built of white jade, Wan Zhuliu stood with his hands hanging down. In front of him, Emperor Qian sat upright, and several guards commanders bowed to report.

"In addition, a total of three hundred people have been opened from the inner treasury."

"Three hundred mouths."

Emperor Qian tapped the back of the chair, feeling some pain in his body.

This is the family wealth that the imperial court has accumulated for more than a hundred years, and these three hundred people are only needed for a small sacrifice.

"Yunmengdao only has three people?"

Wan Zhuliu frowned.

"Back to my lord, Tian Zuo died in self-defense, and the Changhong Sword Sect destroyed almost all the temples. These three are all earned from the previous savings."

The commander of the imperial guards bowed and said:

"The other ones were slightly better. They only wiped out the Thousand Eyes Temple, so the impact was slightly smaller..."

"Changhong Sword Sect!"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened slightly.

"Zhuliu doesn't need to pay attention to the matter of the Changhong Sword Sect for now. After this matter is over, Shen Fengfeng will take care of it."

Emperor Qian's expression did not change. He stood up slowly and said:

"Calculating the time, some people from the Dao Sect should have arrived. Well, let's start the ceremony."

Buzz~

Before he finished speaking, Huang Longzi was already holding an umbrella and floating down on the high platform.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for officiating."

Emperor Qian looked at Huang Longzi.

He was also very cautious about the big sacrifice. In the previous two times, one used the secret ritual of the library, and the other was the ceremony Huang Longzi mentioned, and he did not allow anyone to participate in both times.

"I will do my best!"

Huang Longzi bowed his hands and accepted, feeling Wan Zhuliu's gaze, he paused and said:

"Although the Bafang Temple is a wonder of the universe, it is not a god after all. Therefore, some unspeakable evil gods and strange places may be attracted during the grand ceremony.

I will divide one big sacrifice into five small sacrifices. Although the incense used is a lot more, it is better because of safety. "

"It better be so."

Wan Zhuliu's expression was cold, and a silver light flashed in his eyes.

"Just do your best."

Emperor Qian looked gentle.

"Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."

Huang Longzi flicked his long sleeves and walked down the high platform holding an umbrella. His steps were steady and he followed a specific direction with each step.

Buzz~

As he walked around, the three hundred incense cauldrons in the square suddenly began to tremble, as if they were all going to explode in the next moment, and the scent of incense instantly became several times stronger.

"The Netherworld, the wonderful place that lasts forever..."

Under the watchful eyes of the Universiade monarchs and ministers, Huang Longzi recited the sacrificial inscriptions. This was not the official language of the Universiade, but the divine inscriptions circulating in Tianshiyuan, the origin of the inscriptions.

His voice was low and rhythmic, and every byte he spat out seemed to explode directly in everyone's hearts.

"Festival!"

After a moment, Huang Longzi suddenly stopped. The big umbrella in his hand shook violently, and then, only a shocking explosion was heard.

In the square, three hundred Yunxiang cauldrons exploded.

Boom!

Three hundred clouds of smoke shot straight into the sky, converging on the big sun-golden bell on the observatory.

when!

The bells echoed and reverberated, directly covering the imperial city and even the entire divine capital city.

"The imperial court is offering sacrifices to the temple again."

"The golden bell of the great sun is ringing!"

"It's a pity that we didn't have the opportunity to meet..."

Startled by the sound of the bell, countless people in the city of God looked up to the sky, only to see the bell wave slowly spreading like a substance, joining the incense coming together.

Roaring and boiling, until it exploded with a 'boom'.

In a guild hall somewhere in the city, Yan Tianxiong, who was playing chess with a statue of a god, seemed to be aware of something. He looked up and looked through the pavilion, seeing the incense that covered the imperial city like a cloud:

"It's such a big gesture again, tsk..."

"Incense."

Qianyan's eyes seemed to be calm, but suddenly they trembled and made a 'clicking' sound.

"Um?"

Yan Tianzhi was startled when he saw countless cracks suddenly appeared on the statue, with the light of flesh and blood shining in them, and the carved eyeballs were rotating violently:

"No...no!"

boom!

The entire pavilion exploded into pieces.

Under Yan Tianxiong's horrified gaze, a terrifying old man with a thousand eyes walked out of the stone statue. He raised his head, and the countless eyes on his body also looked up.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Tianzhi was startled and followed the sound.

But on the observatory, where the bells and incense gathered, and in the large cloud of smoke, there were all kinds of lights and shadows changing violently.

An ancient temple that was rising and falling in the darkness appeared in the sky. It was unknown how far away it was, and a desolate and ancient atmosphere had already escaped from it.

It permeates the imperial city and covers the divine capital.

"Bafang Temple!"

At this moment, there was silence in the imperial city and the divine capital.

The Universiade monarchs and ministers under the star-gazing platform all looked solemn, and all the imperial guards looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Only Wan Zhuliu seemed to be aware of this and pressed the dragon pattern between his eyebrows.

A roar that only he could hear exploded in his heart:

"Someone, someone!"

The roar echoed endlessly, but Wan Zhuliu seemed unaware of it. He just looked up at the sky and met Huang Longzi's eyes.

Under the gaze of countless people, a figure walked into the open temple door!