For the first time, Qian Chaoguang felt that his brain was not strong enough to cope with the extremely embarrassing situation in front of him.
He came up with many excuses and excuses.
But looking at the stern eyes of the Lord of Holy Words, these words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them out.
This feeling is very similar to the feeling that when I was a child, I made a mistake in school, and was caught by the teacher, and now I am "extorting a confession through words and deeds."
Anyway...
Qian Chaoguang thought that he was about to experience the long-lost feeling of being taught a hard lesson by his elders...
"that is......"
He was hesitating here, and the Lord of Holy Words had no expression on his face.
If you exclude the undead seraph that keeps trying to fly away, everything is quite serious.
Finally, Qian Chaoguang could not withstand the psychological pressure and sighed. He said in a broken voice:
"Okay, okay, I'll confess, I dug up our ancestral grave. So, please be gentle, okay? I really didn't know my life experience when I was digging."
"You also know that I am a necromancer and an immortal god. It is a pity to put these high-quality bones there... In addition to ours, the tombs of other titled Douluo of the past dynasties also belong to me.
It was planed."
"The broken bones were taken away from the soul bones, and the intact bones were reincarnated into gray bones. Even the body of the Rakshasa God...cough..."
"Later I accidentally discovered that a large amount of holy light can induce bleeding flesh from the skeletons of Seraph spirit owners, so although they are still essentially gray-bone skeletons, they have become what they are now."
"At that time, the Eternal Religion was really short of high-end combat power, so I... I transformed a large part of the bones of our ancestors into undead angels to serve as hidden force in the Eternal Religion."
Holy Word Monarch: "..."
In just a few seconds, Qian Chaoguang saw disbelief, disbelief, intense shock... and many other emotions switching back and forth in the other person's eyes.
But soon, the eyes of the Holy Word Monarch returned to calmness and coldness again.
She asked calmly: "Who else is there besides me?"
Qian Chaoguang lowered his head, not daring to look at the ancestor in front of him: "Well...the bones of all the ancestors are well preserved. So...so...
.”
Even though the Holy Word Monarch no longer had the ability to breathe, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
"It scares you, it doesn't matter, just use it."
"Ah...ah" Qian Chaoguang couldn't believe his ears, "Isn't it a little bad to use this..."
The Holy Word Monarch shrugged indifferently: "There is nothing too bad, as long as it can be used. Our family has always been pragmatic. If the bones we left behind can be used, that would be great."
"The original intention of the Holy Ancestor in establishing the Douluo Palace was to allow the corpses of the titled Douluo of all generations to disintegrate on their own over time, thereby reducing the guilt of future generations when taking soul bones. It can even be said that the bones inside
It was originally meant to be used.”
"However, since the first generation ancestors and the sacred ancestors established a safe zone, with the power of Shen Kao, we can protect the safety of our clansmen without using the soul bones left by our ancestors."
"Therefore, over a long period of time, the original intention of establishing the Douluo Hall was forgotten. Therefore, this was not originally a hall built for future generations to admire, worship, or anything else."
"If we really want future generations to pay their respects, it's the same as burying our bodies in the soil, so why waste time and money on building such a large palace? It would be great to have time, use different sites, and kill more spirit beasts.
"
"The original intention of the Douluo Palace was simply to increase the honor of the Titled Douluo, so that they could voluntarily donate their soul bones. But unexpectedly, it gradually evolved into a place of death for the Titled Douluo and a kind of glory.
Already."
Having said this, the Holy Word Lord patted Qian Chaoguang on the shoulder: "So, there is no need to feel guilty. Things are put there for use. If they are not fused, no matter how powerful the soul bone is, it will just be a broken bone.
As long as it's not wasted, that's enough. Waste is shameful and resources need to be utilized to the maximum extent."
"So...so you all think this way? I thought...thought..."
Such words made Qian Chaoguang stunned.
It turns out that this is what our ancestors thought!
This is indeed very different from the concept and way that people today treat human remains and bones.
Each era has its own different and unique funeral culture and customs.
Thinking about the early living conditions of the Douluo Continent human race, coupled with the unique product of soul bones, it seems quite normal to form this custom of digging bones from corpses after death, or not wasting the remains.
How else did the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect get those inherited soul bones ten thousand years ago?
Is it possible that after a person dies, he pops out of the body out of thin air?
The body must be exhumed and the bones must be taken out.
The Holy Word Lord nodded slightly: "If you ask the Holy Ancestor or the Huiyao Ancestor, they will give the same answer. There should be no waste and maximum utilization of resources. This is not only the tradition of our family, but also the tradition of our era.
Tradition."
Qian Chaoguang scratched his head: "It seems that my stinginess and greed for money have finally been found. Most people who are familiar with me know that I have a nickname called 'The Money-hungry Man'."
This is a family inheritance.”
"It's fitting that you want money. Although the Eternal Divine Religion is still immature, the development of the Pixiu Chamber of Commerce is at a level that us old guys can't reach. You have done a good job."
While the Holy Word Monarch was praising him, his eyes showed a strong sense of pride.
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"In comparison, the thoughts and methods of these three trashes, Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and Qian Renxue, are extremely embarrassing. They are simply not like our family."
"It's hard to imagine that the Angel family, which has been glorious for tens of thousands of years, would have such unworthy descendants, and they are three generations in a row! If future descendants are as incompetent as them, it would not be unfair to be destroyed."
Yes, these three people were pulled out and whipped to death again.
It is simply the daily life of an angel family.
In the eyes of the ancestors of this group of angel families, these three generations are truly the representatives of negative teaching materials.
When they were in the underworld, the ancestors often used these three people as examples in various ways, fearing that Qian Chaoguang would follow their old path.
No, the Holy Word Lord pulled them out and whipped them again.
In order to avoid another educational lesson, Qian Chaoguang calmly changed the subject: "Ahem...what about that, Ancestor of the Holy Word, how do you think you should handle this body of yours?"
The Lord of Holy Words glanced at the body in his hand that was struggling to fly away, and asked expressionlessly: "I remember you said that low-level skeletons have no consciousness and wisdom, only instinct, right?"
Qian Chaoguang nodded hesitantly, not knowing what this ancestor wanted to do.
Among the low-level undead creatures, except for the extremely special race of the undead, the remaining low-level undead creatures indeed have no consciousness and intelligence and can only act according to instinct.
This is also the reason why it is difficult for skeletons and zombies to advance to the intermediate level.
It is too difficult to only follow instinct and condense the heart of the soul.
Of course, special species of skeletons like bone dragons are not included.
The special characteristics of dragon souls allow them to retain a certain amount of wisdom even after becoming undead.
The four major races, such as the Lich, the Death Knight, the Black Warrior, and the Wailing Banshee, can retain a certain degree of or even complete sanity at low levels.
But in most cases, they are not naturally born.
This basically requires manual reincarnation by external force, let alone a normal birth of undead.
Except for the undead, the difference between undead creatures born naturally and those reincarnated the day after tomorrow can be either big or small.
As long as it is practiced by one's own soul during life, it will be reincarnated the day after tomorrow, and the memories of the past can be retrieved along with the practice.
As long as it is the dead skeleton and the undead fire rekindled in the body, it is born naturally and will not have any memory of life.
If low-level undead creatures had intelligence, this would be a big problem.
How much guilt does it take to become a necromancer?
After all, what this lineage is best at is using enough low-level cannon fodder to kill the enemy and consume the enemy's vitality.
"Without intelligence, it's not real life, so that's easy to deal with."
After receiving Qian Chaoguang's affirmation, the Holy Word Lord responded with satisfaction.
Immediately, her lower body began to gradually turn into a dark color, and her legs were gradually stretching backwards and getting larger.
Soon, a tall black horse separated from the body of the Holy Word Monarch.
This is her gifted clone, the other body of one soul and two bodies.
Then, before Qian Chaoguang could react.
With a complicated and mysterious operation, the Lord of Holy Words completely dispersed his cloned war horse and integrated it into his former body.
The next second, the original undead fire of the undead seraphs was instantly wiped away.
The eyes that had a trace of scarlet before quickly turned into a faint blue with a gold edge, and the aura and pressure in the body surged.
This rapidly soaring aura reached a certain limit before gradually stopping and returning to calm.
Judging from Qian Chaoguang's feelings, he is at least at the level of a peak Ultimate Douluo, and may even be stronger.
The Holy Word Monarch itself possesses the realm of the soul heart, and her split body is one soul and two bodies, sharing the natural realm.
Now, this skeleton hidden in the flesh and blood has turned into a bright golden color.
But this is not over yet.
In an instant, the body of the standing seraph slowly faded away like a power-out projection, and stepped towards the soul of the Lord of Holy Words next to it.
As the two merged into one, an aura that seemed to have broken through some kind of shackles suddenly rose into the sky, reaching straight into the sky.
Frightened, Qian Chaoguang instantly set up a soul barrier next to him to prevent the aura from leaking out.
Darling, this is a god-level breath!
Even if you just barely touch the edge of the god level like Poseidon Douluo, it is still a god level, enough to defeat the existence of ordinary extreme Douluo.
Relying on the accumulation of 73,000 years, the Holy Word Monarch has reintegrated with his former body, and has also entered the realm of half-step mourning like Bibi Dong and Yin Lex.
Now, she is truly a god-level warrior, capable of fighting against priests and hunters from the divine world.
The Lord of Holy Words moved his body and smiled: "Well... the method created by the Lord of the Forbidden Land and Yinlix is quite effective. Compared with that ugly horse clone, it is indeed his own
The body is more pleasing to the eye.”
After the transformation of Bibi Dong and Yin Lex, this kind of black warrior who uses his own body to refine his clone has become very different from the original black warrior.
Not only does the main body possess the abilities of Dark Knight, but the clone also possesses the abilities of zombies or skeletons.
If the main body and the clone are superimposed, the talents, combat power, realm, etc. will also be superimposed.
This is also the reason why the aura of the Holy Word Monarch has directly exceeded the divine level.
Qian Chaoguang was a little sluggish: "You... you died in half a step so easily. When did you learn this skill from my grandmother?"
Is this the effect that the combination of talent and accumulation can bring out?
Sure enough, except for the two embarrassing things Qian Xunji and Qian Renxue, none of the members of the Angel family are idiots.
"When I was leaving the underworld, I felt that her method of using one's own body to create a clone was good, so I learned it."
The Holy Word Monarch is now in a very good mood, and even the coldness in his speech and behavior has disappeared a lot, just like the ice and snow melting, and everything revives.
"Now it seems that it is indeed good. At least it can help quickly break through the mourning level, and it can also add another clone with the same strength."
Qian Chaoguang scratched his hair and asked cautiously: "What about it, Ancestor Shengyan, I have always had a question that may be a bit offensive. I don't know whether to say it or not. Regarding our family, I have wanted to ask it since the time in the underworld.
.”
"But it's okay to ask." There was a hint of kindness in the eyes of the Holy Word Lord, "You grew up alone, so it's normal for you not to know many things about the clan. If you have any questions, I can help you answer them."
"That's right..." Qian Chaoguang thought for a while, "You, Ancestor Huiyao, and many former monarch-level ancestors in the underworld are so amazing and talented, why didn't the first ancestors take the position of gods?
I passed it on to you and it seems that you don’t use ‘angel’ as your title.”
"Because it's inappropriate."
The Lord of Holy Words speaks concisely and concisely.
"You kid, you are so smart that you are misled by your cleverness. You should know how many factions our seraphs can evolve into. Everyone is good at different things, and the direction of development will naturally be like a hundred flowers blooming."
"The inheritance of the divine throne will only select the existence that best matches the ability system of the first-generation ancestor. No matter how strong we are and how talented we are, if we are not in line with the overall ability of the first-generation ancestor, we will naturally not be able to inherit it."
"For myself, the reason why my title is 'Holy Word' instead of 'Angel' is because my overall ability system is biased towards the 'Word Spirit' system that combines the spirit and the power of light, with distinctive personal characteristics."
"For example, the Holy Ancestor, what he is good at is the holy power, in your words, the power of the Holy Light. The Huiyao Ancestor is good at the purer power of light, and he is more inclined to long-range combat."
"Therefore, only those tribesmen who do not have distinctive personal abilities will set their title as 'Angel' after advancing to the title Douluo. The reason why you have not seen it in the underworld is because the Holy Ancestor does not allow it.
Take this as your title.”
Qian Chaoguang: "..."
Co-author: This is why that idiot Qian Renxue could inherit the throne of an angel
After the divine will of the first angel god disappeared without a trace, the automatic selection function of the angel god position was not very smart, so it could only detect the one with the most suitable power characteristics, right?
This truth is somewhat crude.
Just as Qian Chaoguang was sighing, a huge figure emerged from the water and released a strong black light in the air.
The remaining silly cat angel was frightened by the power of darkness covering the sky, and quickly flapped its wings and landed on the tree next to it.
Her hands and the six wings behind her were constantly releasing the holy light, trying to drive away the darkness, hanging on the treetops like a holy light torch.
Soon, the black light in the sky retracted, revealing a tall and majestic man in the center.
The Golden Eyed Black Dragon King——Ditian.
Seeing that the power of darkness had disappeared, the silly angel became happy again and began to fly in the air again heartlessly, swaying the power of the holy light.
In the past, Ditian would impatiently condense a layer of soul power on his body surface to protect his body and isolate these annoying holy lights.
But now...
He couldn't believe his eyes, and he had no intention of caring about that small power of holy light.
Ditian now feels a little doubtful about life.
People who died tens of thousands of years ago are now resurrected
Just standing in front of me alive
A long time ago, when Qian Chaoguang sent the undead angels to the Star Forest, although they were very annoying, Di Tian was still secretly happy.
How to say it after all.
If there is a family that will come to beat you up every generation after reaching the peak of cultivation, and you still can't beat many of them.
After this has continued for tens of thousands of years, suddenly one day, you see the "corpses" of two old rivals dangling in front of your eyes like two idiots all day long.
Even if his power is a bit annoying, you will definitely feel happy.
Especially since Ditian couldn't defeat the Holy Word Monarch back then, he was even happier.
Um......
Of course, that was before.
Now he couldn't be happy at all, and he even had a creepy feeling in his heart.
Who can tell him why the evil star who was able to defeat him back then has resurrected?
"Ditian, aren't you happy to see me again after 73,000 years?" the Holy Word Lord said calmly, "I heard that you now have the title of Beast God."
"you you......"
Even though he had heard Bi Ji say it once in advance, Di Tian still couldn't believe his eyes.
Dullness has become the only expression on his face.
The look of confusion has become everything in his eyes.
"Are you really a Holy Word Douluo?" Di Tian asked in disbelief, "Aren't you already dead at the end of your life? What on earth is going on?"
"It is true that I have fallen long ago, but it is a pity that Chaoguang has brought me back from the underworld." The corner of the Holy Word Lord's mouth curved slightly, "I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, and your cultivation has not improved much.
You just broke through a heavenly catastrophe. Why are you still suppressing your own cultivation?"
Di Tian's tough face twitched visibly: "You can't stand and talk without pain in your back. Why don't I want to continue to cultivate and not suppress my cultivation? I can live to this day."
"The soul beast is suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth and cannot become a god. Although it can gain stronger power every time it successfully overcomes the tribulation, it is also one step closer to death..."
Having said this, Di Tian just reacted and his face suddenly changed, showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"Damn it, what did you just say? Qian Chaoguang brought you back from the underworld. After the battle more than two years ago, you ran away to the legendary underworld. Is there such a place?"
"Unfortunately, there really is." Qian Chaoguang nodded, "Not only the ancestor of Shengyan, but also the two ancestors of Shengyan and Huiyao came back with me."
"The Holy Douluo has also been resurrected!" Di Tian felt that he was almost Spartan, "Let me confirm, the Holy Ancestor you are talking about is the Holy Douluo who followed the first generation of Angel God and almost became the God of Light.
Luo?"
Seeing Di Tian's suspicious look on Long Sheng, Qian Chaoguang almost couldn't help laughing.
The recognized number one in the world on the mainland... Oh, the former number one in the world, the Beast God Emperor Tian, actually showed such an expression.
This is simply too hilarious.
Qian Chaoguang suppressed a smile and replied: "Of course it is, and I just heard the ancestor of Shengyan talk about the love and hatred between you and our family for tens of thousands of years. I didn't expect that the relationship between us is so deep.
No wonder you wanted to kill me so much."
"Um"
Upon hearing this, the expression on the Holy Word Lord's face immediately turned cold and showed displeasure.
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Di Tian's forehead: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I didn't know that Chao Guang was a descendant of the Angel family at the beginning! Isn't this the case of not knowing each other until Chao Guang admitted his life experience?
, I didn’t do anything else.”
"Well, that's pretty much it." The Holy Word Lord nodded slightly.
Di Tian glared at Qian Chaoguang who was standing aside, and said through a message: "You are unreasonable! You tricked me again! How many tricks have you left to resurrect your ancestors?"
Qian Chaoguang replied calmly: "I'm not honest, do you know what I'm here to do today?"
Di Tianwen was immediately stunned by this sentence.
He looked at the Holy Word Monarch who had retreated to the side, then at Qian Chaoguang, and asked: "So you two are here today..."
"This place is not safe, go to my place and tell me."
Qian Chaoguang raised his eyes upward.
After casually releasing a gate to heaven, he waved to Emperor Tian.
"How do you have the courage to go to my base camp?"
Di Tian frowned: "What do you mean?"
Qian Chaoguang spread his hands: "Literally speaking, it really doesn't work. If you are willing to let me go to that secret little space to recuperate, I don't care."
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