Chapter 532 9 Princes! Sacrifice to the Lord

The night is about to recede, and the morning light has not yet appeared.

At the intersection of night and day, the green lamp shines brightly, as if the moonlight has taken away the lunar light, and has been contaminated with the essence of the sun, blending water and milk, making it mysterious and mysterious.

Zhou Dao couldn't help but feel fascinated when he looked at it. In the weak light, there were all kinds of strange things, as if there were countless shadows dancing, interpreting the billowing world of mortals and all living beings.

"Young man, come and sit."

The middle-aged man's voice was like a wake-up call, drawing Zhou Dao's attention back.

Zhou Dao was startled and uncertain, and walked over unexpectedly and sat opposite the middle-aged man.

The latter slowly raised his head, and his long and narrow eyes seemed to condense into a line, as if they were all over the sky and intertwined with each other.

"Dare I ask senior..." Zhou Dao asked.

"The Demon Control Division has also trained a lot of talents over the years." The middle-aged man did not answer, but sighed leisurely.

"There are successors to the Thunder Pillar, the successors to the Food Pillar have appeared, and there are also disciples to the Flame Pillar... Carrying forward the past, the wave of a new era seems to be coming."

Zhou Dao's heart moved, and he looked at the middle-aged man thoughtfully.

Lei Zhu's disciples Yang Zhen, Meihualu and Zhou Dao are all old acquaintances. When he first came to the capital, he destroyed the incense altar in the Chiling Palace and worshiped the giant spirit Leichi, he fought with Yang Zhen. Later he joined the Monster Control Division and interacted with each other. There is also a lot of movement between them.

Rong Tao, a disciple of the Shizhu, entered the Pantheon with Zhou Dao and understood the true realm, so he was considered a good friend.

As for the Yanzhu disciple Sang Ziluo, she was a famous beauty in the Demon Control Department, and she had an acquaintance with Zhou Dao in the Yinxu underground.

These people are all descendants of the Nine Divine Pillars and have extremely high status in the Demon Control Division.

The middle-aged man in front of him looks ordinary, but he is very familiar with the new power of the Demon Control Division. He gives guidance and talks about it, but his expression is surprisingly calm. It seems that he has a good background.

"But the master is very powerful, but the apprentice is much immature and not as good as the former." The middle-aged man changed the subject and said suddenly.

"Senior is joking, those are the Nine Divine Pillars, the mountains look up to them, how can they be so..." Zhou Dao said softly.

"When Shizhu was this age, he dared to enter the Seventy-Two Demon Cave to look for food..."

"When Lei Zhu was as old as you, all the monsters died in his hands, and he was known as the Ten Thousand Monsters Thunder..."

"Sword Pillar Li Zangfeng can kill the great demon at the age of sixteen..."

The middle-aged man mentioned the past. He knew very well about the past events of Jiu Shen Zhu's youth, and the implication was obvious.

Even compared to the Nine Divine Pillars of their youth, these younger generations are far inferior.

"Sixteen years old..." Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but speechless.

Doesn't this mean that Li Zangfeng has the strength to compete with the real world at the age of sixteen! ?

Oh my god!

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao couldn't help but take a breath of air.

When he was sixteen years old, he was still collecting corpses of monsters in the Monster Control Department of Ping'an Town, and his cultivation was still in the Sixth Transformation of the Refining Realm.

"The flowers in the greenhouse are too delicate, and the capital is too comfortable after all. How can such seedlings support the future of the Yuyao Division?" The middle-aged man sighed softly, and his narrow eyes suddenly raised, shining towards Zhou like a bright light. road.

"But you, on the other hand, have gone through ups and downs and gone through many calamities. You have stepped on the corpses of many of your peers along the way and waded through blood to get to where you are now."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man's temperament suddenly changed, and the original compassion and harmony disappeared. Once he thought of it in his mind, he suddenly became like a vajra with angry eyes, killing instantly, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zhou Dao's color suddenly changed, and he felt a pressure coming from all directions. The sky was shattering and the earth was shattering, making him unable to breathe.

"Senior..." Zhou Dao whispered.

"Young man, you are so cruel. At your age, I was not as ruthless as you."

The middle-aged man raised his hand, and the green light in front of him flickered. A dim remnant soul emerged from the flickering candlelight, letting out a heart-rending roar of pain.

"Is it you!?" Zhou Dao was stunned.

This remnant soul was Ming Zhao who was beheaded by him. After his death, his soul disappeared and everything became empty.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao suddenly raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with an incredible expression.

This man can actually condense the soul in the void and shape the wandering soul in reverse! ?

Death is like the extinguishment of a lamp, but at the moment of death, there are still "flames of fire and candles" remaining in the world.

This person's skills are so powerful that he can actually follow such a mark, summon souls and souls in the vast void, and reverse life and death! ?

"Zhou Dao... I have no sworn relationship with you." Ming Zhao's remnant soul roared crazily. He seemed to be stuck at the moment before his death, dominated by emotions such as fear, anger, unwillingness, and madness. He was completely unlike a human being. .

Obviously, this is not a true rebirth, but there is still a lot of hope.

"If Master Nan Dou dies, if I don't allow it, who can die?" the middle-aged man said calmly.

His eyes were like a green lamp in front of him, illuminating the night and the day, transcending the two rooms, seeming to be able to detect everything at a glance.

"Secretary of the South!?"

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he still couldn't figure out the identity of the person in front of him.

He has a close relationship with Ming Zhao and has such magical powers. Besides the supreme being who dominates the south, who else can be there in the capital?

"Uncle Nan, what a coincidence, we met here."

At this moment, a burst of gentle laughter sounded on the cold street, breaking the solemn atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zhou Dao felt his body relax, and the strong oppression immediately subsided.

He looked up and saw a figure walking slowly not far away, wading through the slowly fading night, revealing his true face under the light of the green lantern.

Clean and dust-free! ?

Zhou Dao was stunned, he never expected to meet him here.

On that day, he escorted Xiao Shisan to the tomb of the gods, and Jing Wuchen also came to say goodbye. The grass was deserted, and the old friends traveled far away, and they had tea instead of wine, which was quite a friendship.

Since then, the two have not seen each other again.

When he came back this time, Zhou Dao also looked for Jing Wuchen, but unfortunately the other courtyard where he stayed before was already empty.

At this moment, Jing Wuchen appeared again, with the same elegant demeanor and a warm smile on his face. He walked up to Chief Nan and bowed.

"Know!?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but be moved.

It seems that Jing Wuchen and Chief Nan are familiar with each other, and their relationship is closer than that of his superiors and subordinates. Although Chief Nan is a senior, there is some caution in his eyes, which is quite subtle.

"Is he also from the Demon Control Division?" Zhou Dao had a vague guess in his mind.

However, what Chief Nan said next made Zhou Dao's jaw drop.

"Your Highness Ninth, I haven't seen you for many years." Chief Nan whispered.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince!?"

Zhou Dao's face was filled with astonishment. He turned to look at Jing Wuchen, somewhat unbelievable.

His Highness Ninth Prince...could it be...

"Hehe, Uncle Nan came to Beijing and was supposed to pay a visit." Jing Wuchen ignored Zhou Dao's surprised look and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty Ninth Highness, you're welcome. This visit to the capital is on official business. As a prince, His Highness is advised not to approach foreign ministers at will." Chief Nan reminded.

Even though the other party was a prince, he spoke without any taboos. He didn't even make any move from the beginning to the end. Jing Wuchen saluted him, and he felt at ease with it.

"Uncle Nan is right." Jing Wuchen kept smiling and was not annoyed.

Emperor Qin had more than one heir. Compared to Chief Nan's strength, his value was indeed much smaller.

Moreover, since ancient times, it has been a taboo for a prince to have close relationships with foreign ministers, let alone a feudal official like Nan Si. For the superiors, if they are really too close, it doesn't matter whether they have different intentions. .

"We left without fear of arousing criticism."

Jing Wuchen winked at Zhou Dao, stepped back in front of him inadvertently, and pulled him up with his hands behind his back.

Chief Nan saw this and did not stop him.

"Your Highness, walk slowly."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Wuchen pulled Zhou Dao and disappeared into the cold street.

"Sure enough, I am a bit lucky. I met a noble person. I am worthy of being chosen by Tianzhu."

Chief Nan whispered, he waved his hand, the green light in front of him went out, and his figure disappeared in the swirling fireworks.

…

"what's wrong with you?"

On the way back, Zhou Dao finally couldn't help but stop and asked directly.

"What's going on? You're really capable. How long have you been back? You're being targeted by this big guy." Jing Wuchen said with a sideways glance.

The Demon Control Division has five division heads, and the central division chief is also the chief division chief Lu Xianyou.

The Master of the West Division is the most low-key and mysterious because he guards the Western Great Swamp all year round and rarely shows up.

In addition, the leader of the South Division is Yue Wuxiang, the leader of the North Division is Yu Tianhe, and the leader of the East Division is Wang Dongling... Among the three, the leader of the South Division is Yue Wuxiang who is the most defensive and the most jealous of evil.

Anyone who is targeted by this big boss will probably not end well.

"I asked you about your identity. Did you just call you His Highness Ninth Prince?" Zhou Dao said with a dark and strange look.

"Don't tell me you are..."

"that is."

"you really are?"

"Indeed."

"..."

"Prince Qin's heir, are you Xiao Shisan's brother?" Zhou Dao said in a daze.

"That little fat guy? Well...actually I've only seen him a few times."

Jing Wuchen nodded. Among the many princes, he was the most low-key. He left the capital and the palace a long time ago and wandered outside.

Therefore, he did not move well with those brothers, not to mention that the younger thirteen was only six years old.

"My real name is Qin Nianchen. I practiced with Qi Zhu for a period of time when I was a child. The pseudonym I used was given by him." The Ninth Prince finally revealed his true identity.

It is rumored that among the many descendants of Emperor Qin, the Ninth Prince is the most mysterious and the most talented. He was valued by Qi Zhu at a very young age. Because Qi Zhu did not want to get involved with the royal cause and effect, he did not allow the young Ninth Prince to become his disciple. .

In fact, there is indeed a master-disciple relationship between the two.

The Qi Pillar had a great influence on the Ninth Prince. Back then, he gave the Ninth Prince this pseudonym. He once said that there is no trace or dust, and the Tao can see the dragon.

This name will bring him good luck, and one day he will definitely meet someone who will influence his life. This person will either rise high in the sky or sink into the abyss.

"Why are you looking like this? I'm not the only prince you know."

The Ninth Prince stared at Zhou Dao: "Is it possible that you still want to kowtow to me?"

"I'll knock you grandpa."

"How dare you be disrespectful to the late emperor? This is a serious crime against the Nine Clan." The Ninth Prince laughed and scolded.

"If you keep showing off to me, believe it or not, I'll kill someone and silence you?"

Zhou Dao punched him, causing the Ninth Prince to stumble and take two steps back.

"Do you have the consciousness of being a real master? This punch will kill someone."

"I definitely can't kill you."

Zhou Dao shook his head and whispered: "How do you say that...good people don't live long..."

"I will live for a thousand years." The Ninth Prince said.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter was loud and spread throughout the cold street.

…

The white fish belly appears in the east, and the crowing of roosters breaks the silence of the early morning.

Zhou Dao returned to the Monster Control Division without saying a word.

Meeting Master Nan this time touched him a lot. A boss of this level has great power in every word and deed. It is terrifying to the world. He is so powerful that there is no limit.

He believed that as Chief Nan, he would definitely not do anything to him.

However, Zhou Dao never puts his destiny in the hands of others.

"When the Five Directions Chief comes to Beijing, the most attention-grabbing event is the Shanhai Banquet. You are being targeted."

Before leaving, the Ninth Prince gave a solemn warning.

The banquet of mountains and seas is a rule set by the first generation chief minister. Originally there were only nine dishes. Today, there are a total of 108 dishes. The essence of the mountains and seas is collected, and the spiritual things of the rivers are exhausted to make various delicacies. It is known as The best banquet in the world.

There are only twenty-eight people from the Demon Control Division who are qualified to attend.

The most eye-catching one is the main dish, the recipe comes from [Liexian Food Record].

Rumor has it that it is a recipe enshrined by the immortals in the ancient Taoist sect. Each recipe is comparable to the great medicine produced by heaven and earth. It has a miraculous effect for masters of the level of [Nine Divine Pillars].

There has always been a rule for the Shanhai Banquet. In addition to the 28 high-ranking seats, the best among the young disciples will be selected to sit together and taste the main course.

This is both a supreme honor and a great opportunity.

That main dish is comparable to any mysterious elixir in the world.

Back then, it was because Shizhu participated in the Shanhai Banquet, tasted the main course, and gained his own way.

In the eyes of Chief Nan, among the younger generation in the current Demon Control Division, apart from the mysterious and unpredictable Yuan Wang, only Zhou Dao can be seen through it.

He came today to show that he was lying, but actually wanted to weigh his quality.

"The Mountain and Sea Banquet...sounds interesting."

Zhou Dao whispered, without thinking deeply, and went into seclusion. His true energy was like a net, turning into a restriction, cutting off all directions.

At this time, he began to carefully count the trophies of the Liu family's ancestral land.

Rumble…

The blue treasure bag flashed with blood, and a huge body appeared in the secret room.

The corpse of the Lord of the Dog Demons of Rongshan Mountain.

This is a great demon in the extreme realm, comparable to an existence in the sea-opening realm.

Zhou Dao has paid tribute to his ancestor so many times, but he has never sacrificed a monster of this level.

"The King Yuan's magic sword is too overbearing. The damage is too severe. I don't know if it can still be sacrificed."

Zhou Dao slightly checked and felt a drum in his heart.

The broken head was okay. With Zhou Dao's many years of exquisite skills and experience, it could be repaired with a little time.

The most troublesome thing was the wound on the chest. The terrifying sword light penetrated through the hole, and the power spread along the wound, almost crushing the entire inside, and most of the body melted away.

Logically speaking, sacrificing the ancestor requires a complete monster.

"Let's give it a try." Zhou Daoyi gritted his teeth and, with a lot of effort, managed to piece together the Houhou's corpse.

"Sacrifice."

Zhou Dao flicked his finger, and a drop of blood shot out and seeped into the Houhou's corpse.

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