Chapter 213 Welcome the Holy Emperor back to his homeland
Chapter 213 Welcome the Holy Emperor back to his homeland
Author: You Tianhe
Chapter 213 Welcome the Holy Emperor back to his homeland
Ziwei, North Sea. In a mysterious sea area, an ancient island is located in the black ocean. It is full of vitality, endless ancient medicine, and the fragrance of medicine is fragrant.
The most surprising and exciting thing is that there is an ancient tree on the island, golden in color, as if made of gold, with lush golden leaves flowing with the holy power of the sun.
The ancient Tang Valley moved from the East China Sea to the North Sea at some point. This is why no one has been able to find the Fuso Sacred Tree for countless years. With the return of the Holy Emperor of the Sun to Ziwei, Tang Valley was reborn.
Tanggu can also be called Yanggu, which is the place where the sun rises and is very mysterious. It is opposite to another secret place "Yuyuan". Yuyuan is the place where the sun sets. It was mentioned in the Great Wilderness Northern Classic.
mentioned.
The North Sea is as black as ink, with big waves and broken clouds, and black waves reaching the sky. It is vast and boundless. However, this vast black sea cannot invade Tanggu even an inch. This is a peaceful pure land. The island is full of life, old medicines are everywhere, and all kinds of medicines are fragrant.
Come, let people feel like being baptized, and the pores will relax.
An ancient golden tree stands in the center of the island, surrounded by divine clouds. The golden leaves of the tree are dazzling, densely stacked, and gently swaying like stars falling from the sky.
The legendary immortal tree, Fusang. This ancient sacred tree is the same as the elixir of immortality. If obtained, it can make an emperor live for two lives. For ordinary practitioners, it has miraculous effects and can help practice.
"It is said that every ancient emperor had his own elixir of death, and this sacred fusang tree accompanied the Holy Sun Emperor throughout his life."
Yan Kuan, Ye Fan and others came to Tanggu and were all a little emotional when they saw this sacred tree. Time has passed and the Fusang sacred tree is still there, but its owner has long since passed away. Even the Queen of the Holy Emperor has passed away.
The lineage of the Human Sun Ancient Religion has long since declined.
"Why is this sacred fuso tree so small?"
Everyone stepped onto Tanggu and approached cautiously. They saw only one main trunk of the fusang in front of them, and it was far from as tall as they imagined. It was only six feet tall, but it was more powerful and powerful than the mountains.
The golden holy power of the sun flows, as if it is opening up an ancient universe and evolving into three thousand realms. The golden mist is lingering, and the weather is shocking.
"Rumble..."
The sound of wind and thunder came from the heads of everyone. They looked up one after another and saw an ancient palace appearing above the six-foot-long golden Fusang sacred tree. It was hazy and unclear, as if it was in the clouds and mist, or in another world.
"This is the legendary palace of the Holy Emperor of the Sun."
Everyone was excited. They just found Tang Valley this time. They didn't expect to see the Holy Emperor's palace here. At that moment, strong men couldn't bear it and soared into the sky, trying to seize the sacred tree and the ancient palace.
Yan Kuan did not stop him, but raised his hand with an indifferent expression to stop him, and then he saw a golden glow blooming in the sky.
"laugh!"
Before these people could get close to the Fusang Sacred Tree, they were hit by a golden stream of light and were immediately turned into ashes, unable to even utter any screams.
The Fusang Sacred Tree contains the most original power of the universe...the Holy Power of the Sun. It is perhaps the most lethal elixir of immortality. It does not bear fruit and does not grow elixirs. It only contains the Holy Power of the Sun.
Many strong men who followed to Tanggu calmed down and realized that there were some things that they could not covet. They immediately opened a path to allow Yan Kuan and others to come forward.
"Leader, please start!"
Yan Kuan looked at the leader of the Sun Cult aside, who nodded and led a group of elders from the Sun Cult forward, and quickly built an altar with ancient aura in front of the Fuso Sacred Tree.
"Welcome to our ancestors, the Holy Emperor of the Sun."
The Ancient Sun Sect and other powerful men kowtowed and saluted, and traces of inexplicable power dispersed in the void, seeming to guide the arrival of some powerful existence.
"Who can bury me in my hometown..."
A sudden voice sounded in the void, and a one-armed old man appeared on the altar holding a small tower.
The old man in Tsing Yi's eyes were full of confusion, and his whole body was filled with light. He fell in front of the Fusang Sacred Tree, surrounded by the endless holy power of the sun.
"Is it really that senior, the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"
Ye Fan looked at this familiar old man and felt a strange emotion in his heart.
On top of the Fusang Sacred Tree, the ancient palace slowly fell. It possesses extremely powerful Sun Holy Power and was the palace of the Sun Holy Emperor back then.
On the altar below, standing in front of the six-foot-long golden hibiscus tree, was a one-armed old man in green clothes. He was extremely confused, and the power on his body made it impossible to approach him.
"Crash..."
Below the ancient palace, the six-foot-long golden hibiscus sacred tree is shaking, the holy power of the sun is boiling, and the old man in green is independent, confused and muttering to himself: "Who can bury me in my homeland..."
"Look, everyone, Wuchao!"
Some strong men exclaimed after looking at it from a distance. On the Fusang Sacred Tree, with the golden divine leaves shaking, a bird's nest appeared among the lush branches and leaves. There were golden crow divine feathers flashing inside. It should be a Golden Crow's Nest.
"The lair of the faeries?"
Everyone was surprised. There was also a Golden Crow clan on Ziwei Ancient Star. Although the main line was wiped out by Yan Kuan, there were still branches. Of course, those Golden Crow clan could not be the real fairy Golden Crow, but an immortal tree appeared on it.
Wuchao, this represents a different meaning.
The golden crow divine feathers flicker in the crow's nest, most likely left by the fairy spirits. This makes some people feel itchy, but the current saint You Yankuan is here and will not give them a chance to fish in troubled waters.
The night is deep, a jade plate hangs high in the sky, the black ocean is undulating in the distance, the island is plain and hazy, with red cliffs and strange rocks, and old medicine greets the moon with clouds. In the center of Tang Valley, a six-foot-long golden hibiscus immortal tree shines brightly.
, lighting up the night sky.
Under the Fuso Sacred Tree, an old man in green clothes stood alone, his eyes full of confusion. In front of him, an ancient sarcophagus lay across, filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange.
Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient palace sits, looming, majestic and majestic. The old man in Tsing Yi seems to have lost his soul, his whole person is confused, there is no fluctuation of his mind power, and he is stuck there like a wooden stake.
In front of the Fusang Sacred Tree, blazing flames were rising, the sun's holy power was circulating, and the sarcophagus was awe-inspiring. No monk could approach it, and even Yan Kuan could only stop.
He called the leader of the Sun Cult and whispered a few words beside him, and then a group of people slowly stepped forward, led by Yan Kuan, and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times towards the ancient altar.
"Welcome the Holy Emperor to return to his homeland!"
Yan Kuan's voice echoed in Tanggu, and the power of thought generated by a sage's worship spread to the ancient altar, and then the old man in green also changed.
"Welcome the Holy Emperor to return to his homeland!"
"Welcome our ancestors to return to their homeland!"
Under the influence of Yan Kuan, all the strong men in Tang Valley kowtowed and saluted at the same time. The surging power of thoughts swept out, and the eyes of the old man in green gradually began to shine.
"Who am I, who am I..."
The one-armed old man in green clothes asked himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he suddenly raised his head and picked up the sarcophagus, exuding supreme imperial power.
"Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the only one who dominates. I sweep across the three thousand realms and reverse the six paths of reincarnation. I am... the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"
The one-armed old man in green clothes held the sarcophagus and spoke slowly. At this moment, the three realms and six realms seemed to be shaken. The vast black sea surged into the sky, and the clouds in ten directions collapsed.
The one-armed old man, with his green clothes flying in the sky, is not majestic or majestic, but at this moment he has an unparalleled demeanor that suppresses three thousand realms and transcends eternity.
In Tang Valley, the divine light soared into the sky. Once the seal was lifted, the entire island seemed to be resurrected. It was filled with anger, making the star field turbulent and shaking all the heavens and worlds.
Under the Old Man in Tsing Yi's Independence Tree, the ancient fusang tree rustled, as if it was vibrating for him. The tree was swaying with golden light, falling on his body. If it had been anyone else, he would have been reduced to ashes, but the old man was bathing
Among them, it is more sacred.
The old man in Tsing Yi was bathed in the golden light cast by the Fusang Sacred Tree. He was lost for a while. He looked towards the sky and the earth, with endless vicissitudes of life in his eyes. No one spoke, and the Tang Valley was very quiet. The only sound was the sound of golden leaves moving in the wind.
, and the undulating sound of the black ocean in the distance.
His body shook, and ripples emitted from his whole body, turning into black light, surrounding him like a black sun. This was a strange change. It was not the legendary holy power of the sun, but as black as ink. He turned into
A black sun.
Divine thoughts are said to be transformed by evil thoughts after the death of gods. The old man in green is a divine thought. At this moment, he is enveloped by a black halo, filled with a demonic power. Looking down at the people, it seems that he can destroy eternity.
Yan Kuan and Ye Fan stood together and looked at the Divine Thought of the Sun Holy Emperor. They each had secrets in their bodies, and gradually the Divine Thought regained its calmness.
The old man in Tsing Yi stood silently for a long time. The black sun surrounding his body slowly dimmed, the black halo gradually disappeared, and his eyes became clear.
"I am not the Holy Emperor of the Sun. I am just a wisp of his evil thoughts, not one ten thousandth of his..."
The old man in green lowered his head and muttered to himself, realizing his past and present lives, and knowing the past. The Fusang Sacred Tree shed a piece of divine light, washing his evil body and gradually making it brighter.
A golden halo lingered outside his body, which was very different from just now. Finally, there was a trace of the ancient emperor of the human race. His mind gradually became brighter, and the evil general no longer acted evil. His eyes became clearer, and his eyes were as deep as the stars. There was nothing.
Didn't say.
He stood in front of the fusang and placed the sarcophagus on the ground. Just as he was about to push the ancient coffin away, Yan Kuan knelt down at this moment.
"Senior, the soul of the Holy Emperor of the Sun has returned to his hometown and should be enshrined in the Ancient Sun Religion."
Yan Kuan's eyes were clear, and a divine thought rushed towards this divine thought with endless messages. It contained the Sun Ancient Sect's difficult survival for so many years and countless crises. The Holy Queen was in decline. If no one intervened, maybe when
Will be destroyed by ambitious people.
"Descendants!"
The old man in Tsing Yi whispered, and the aura of the ancient emperor rushed out, and the whole ocean was roaring, and all the clouds in the sky were scattered. This is an indescribable energy that runs through the past, present and future, suppressing the three thousand worlds.
Reversal of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The old man in green nodded slowly, and then looked at the Fusang Sacred Tree, "That's all. It's okay to return your soul to your hometown and protect your descendants."
"Qiang!"
The sacred fuso tree rises from the ground and rushes out of Tanggu. Its golden light is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it.
The old man in Tsing Yi came to Yan Kuan, stretched out a finger to carve words on his eyebrows, one stroke at a time, very slowly. No more, no less, a total of nine ancient characters were imprinted on his eyebrows, each one was shining and eternal.
immortal.
"The enlightenment is here, the bones are buried here, the origin and origin are destroyed, everything will pass away."
The old man in Tsing Yi handed the ancient coffin to Yan Kuan, and then gradually began to transform into a Taoist form, and his body gradually became weak. In the end, only a small tower was left on the ancient coffin, which was the ancient Ji Dao Imperial Soldier. The Sun Holy Emperor was also erased by time.
Okay, this scene made everyone sigh and sigh.
"boom!"
Suddenly there was a violent earthquake, the entire island began to sink, the black ocean surged over, the Eye of the North Sea appeared again, and Yutani was about to disappear.
"Let's go."
Yan Kuan took the relics left by the Holy Emperor of the Sun and led a group of strong men to evacuate Tanggu. As this incident unfolded, the entire Ziwei Ancient Star started to discuss again.