On the battlefield, Xiang Chen looked at the Golden-Devouring Rat King and the white-haired Golden-Devouring Rat behind the Golden-Devouring Rat, and his eyes also showed gloomy sadness.
He knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the bodies of the two men three times: "Dad Rat, Mouse Mother, thank you, I am very happy to be your son in this life - you have brought me an unforgettable experience for a lifetime -"
After saying that, Xiang Chen held the bodies of the two and knelt on the battlefield outside the palace for a long time.
Nine hundred rat tribe craftsmen did not sleep for three days and melted the last black iron essence in the royal city's earth veins into a coffin.
The inner wall of the coffin lid is engraved with reliefs of the Rat King and his wife standing side by side. The figure behind the rat is woven with mitral drawing technology. The end of each silver thread is decorated with Lihuo crystals the size of rice grains - it is a teardrop-shaped crystal that Xiang Chen personally tempered with his natal true fire.
Below the coffin is covered with 100,000 unique burial money from the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan, and each coin is engraved with the names of the fallen soldiers.
Their natal fangs are embedded in the eyes of money. Under the illumination of the earth's veins, it is like the road of the underworld paved by a galaxy.
At the end of the Huangquan Road is the coffin behind their Rat King and Rat.
On the day of the memorial ceremony, countless rats gathered in the royal city, and countless gold-eating rats cried loudly.
On the left side of the altar, three ten-meter-high bronze tripods steamed with a strange fragrance:
The first tripod cooked Su Yunke's soul, and the fairy energy twisted into a rune of confession in the Lihuo.
The second tripod rolled with the natal magic weapons of the disciples of the Anhui Sect, the flying swords and treasure mirrors, etc. melted into the gold-eating liquid into the dark Taoist patterns.
There are 365 kinds of metal slurry in the end, and change one every day within seven days, corresponding to the number of stars in the Zhoutian.
Nine hundred child mice on the right were barefoot on metal sand and chanting the "Golden-Devouring Requiem". Their wrists were tied to the poison-avoiding golden bells, a unique instrument at the funeral of the Gold-Devouring Rat clan. After each sing, they pulled off a string made of the cat clan's beard. The broken strings condensed into four ancient seal scripts of the Pure Land Ascension to the Immortality in the air.
The body of the Rat King was soaked in liquid Gengjin, and the fur was coated with an eternal golden light. Xiang Chen knelt in front of the coffin, wearing mourning clothes.
There were also several rat sisters from Xiang Chen next to him, but these rat sisters had already married other rat clan powerhouses in the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan when he was born.
When the thirty-six priests pushed the coffin lid weighing 100,000 pounds, Xiang Chen suddenly bit his fingertips and wrote a blood spell in the closed gap.
This is the paradise of the Ascension of Immortality circulated by the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan, which says it can allow the dead clan members to be reincarnated and reincarnated in the future.
However, Xiang Chen probably has no practical significance, and it is more of a symbolic psychological comfort.
Eighty-one gold-eating piles were driven into the earth veins of the palace, and each squatted on the top of each stake and died in battle.
After their death, their bodies gradually became metallized and eventually merged with the earth veins. Xiang Chen held a dagger in his hand and cut his palms out, forcing out essence and blood. The purple and golden blood poured into the central array eye.
The entire earth suddenly shines with metallic luster, and all the rat tribes participating in the funeral cut their tails and blood at the same time. The blood gathered into a torrent and poured into the earth veins, and two thousand-foot-foot-shaped statues raised on the battlefield thousands of miles away - the Rat King's Horse Cha Zhen tribe, and the rat queen was kind and mother in the world.
At the feet of the Colossus, the corpse of the beheaded disciple of the Ancestral Sect instantly weathered into metal powder, becoming part of the base of the Colossus.
When the last ray of sunset passed the three steel forks of the Rat King statue, Xiang Chen knelt down again and bowed, and his voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"The unfilial son Xiang Chen dares to tell the emperor to the thick soil and the gold-eating ancestors:
My father is like a mountain, and he conquered my mountains and rivers. In the past, there was a dark iron coming out of the ore, which was hammered and tempered for thousands of times. His claws cracked the flat waves of the East China Sea, and his tail swept the southern mountains to determine the eight wildernesses. Three steel forks picked up the sun and the moon, and his body shone with the mysterious yellow. Lihuo burned the sky and never regretted it. He dared to laugh at Kunpeng and not be arrogant.
My mother, Ruochuan, was surrounded by the people. She once remembered that white velvet tied in black hair and white tail weaved the galaxy curtain. The black armor cooked cold and heat for cooking, and the essence and blood turned into rain and moistened the dead branches. She smiled and accepted the bitterness of the three realms, and silently inherited the sadness of the nine secrets. The most important thing is to look back and gnaw it just a moment, and half a piece of black iron was feeding her child.
The two stars fall, the heaven and earth are in woe, hating the true immortal to raise blood waves, and pointing at the fairy palace to bring disaster. The father holds a steel fork to crack the golden armor, and the mother throws a mysterious shield to break the liver. The soul is not cold on the road to the yellow spring, and the blood in the gold-eating array is still hot. I dare to ask if the sky has eyes? Why do loyal bones bury jackals!
Now the crown of the melting king is forged to fight halberds, and the golden eyes are cut off to shine the Xuan Cang. Ten thousand rats are sacrificing the sky and shocking the world, and the six-he robbed the land to conquer the eight wildernesses. Swear to repaint the immortal gold-eating chapter with blood from the hatred. In the future, we will break the Lingxiao Palace and comfort the high hall with the victory!"
After Xiang Chen finished speaking, a bowl of hot wine spread on the ground.
Suddenly, the generals of the rat tribe, countless soldiers and the people of the rat tribe knelt down one after another, and at the same time offered wine, shouting in unison: "Swear to re-paint the Immortal Gold-eating Chapter with blood from the hatred. In the future, we will step on the Lingxiao Palace and comfort the king with the victory!"
The voice of the rat clan priest echoed between heaven and earth: "The ritual of memorial service is completed, and after the rat king and rat, it will be remembered forever!"
Seven days later, Xiang Chen summoned important figures in the Gold-Devouring Rat Clan.
Xiang Tiantao, Xiang Tianrui, and the four generals of gold, silver, copper and iron, the high priest of the rat clan, other civil officials, etc.
Xiang Tianrui: "This time, the king killed one of the Golden Immortals of the Ancestral Sect, as well as many outer disciples and a trial disciple. The news here is passed back to the forces of the Ancestral Sect. They will definitely not give up. They will slaughter our Gold-Devouring Rat Clan, the King, and want to make plans early."
Xiang Tianshi also said: "With the current development of our Gold-Devouring Rat Clan, it is difficult for the ecological resources of the mountain and sea realm to make us make any greater progress. King, I suggest migrating the clan and going to a more fertile and powerful place."
"On the one hand, we can obtain a greater space for survival resources, and on the other hand, we can avoid revenge from the Academic forces in the future."
General Jin Zunfeng said: "Then don't you want the mountain and sea realm that gave birth to us?"
"Yes, this is our ancestral land, and our ancestors have lived here for generations."
"We have all killed all the disciples of the Adam Sect. They won't know that they died here."
"I think my clan can be relocated, and it is indeed difficult for us to make any major progress here."
The opinions of the Gold-Eating Rat's senior officials were quickly divided into two factions, one of which agreed to leave, while the other was reluctant to leave.
Xiang Chen gently tapped the table with his fingers. It was just a simple action. All the senior officials of the Gold-Eating Rat shut up.
He took out something, which looked like a gossip compass. He turned it gently and immediately projected a brilliant star map and appeared in the hall.
Xiang Chen said lightly: "This is what I found in the relics of the Daluo Golden Immortal, it is the Star Sea Map."
"According to the above, the galaxy we live in is called the East Pole Galaxy, with hundreds of billions of stars, and there are also as many as 300,000 star realms. Our mountain and sea star realms are one of them."
"The East Pole Galaxy belongs to the place where the forces of the Jie Cult and the Jie Cult meet, and there is a mixture of fish and dragons. There is no clear overlord rule here, and it is in chaos. If you really want to say that there are two most powerful forces, which just belong to the Jie Cult and the Jie Cult and the Jie Cult and the Jie Cult."