Chapter 699 Taizu’s Later Years! Ancestor Spine

The setting sun fills the tower with bones!

The nine layers of white are famous all over the world, but no one knows that this is the afterglow of the setting sun, which once reflected the sky and made the abyss tremble.

"Sunset!"

Zhou Dao roared, his deep eyes glowed with violence, and the dark arc light around him suddenly flashed, and in a trance, he was about to merge with the light rising in the Taizu Pagoda.

On the mottled walls, the bones that had long been turned into rubble seemed to come to life.

Runes flashed.

Rays of light emerged.

There seemed to be a torrent surging around Zhou Dao, gathering against the chaos and forming ancient chants.

In a trance, the sun sets over Cangshan Mountain, and the last light between heaven and earth is particularly moving.

"After the sunset, there is endless night. One day, it will leap into the sky again."

The words of the ancestors are like imprints, engraved in the torrent of time. Even if history is buried, even if the world does not know, the voice is still earth-shattering, echoing in the soul of Zhou Dao.

"Curse Sun Seal!!" Zhou Dao roared.

At this moment, the darkest arc around him seemed to have been sublimated to the extreme, like a solar eclipse, covered in darkness and containing light. The arc that emerged was like the boundary of the abyss, wandering between yin and yang, evolving into the image of Hunyuan.

Rumble

Zhou Dao gradually floated up and hung in the void. The dark arc light spread like ripples, layer upon layer, almost blending with the brilliance of the setting sun, covering the Taizu Spirit Pagoda.

"what is that?"

Inside Xuantian Temple, Wang Fanchen let out a startled roar, his eyes widened, and he looked into the distance of the sky.

Among the pillars of light soaring into the sky, a darkest arc suddenly appeared, like a big star breaking through the sky, actually suppressing the surging golden light.

"Vision!"

Temple Master Xuantian's pale eyebrows trembled in fear, and an incredible luster flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"In the year of the Darkest Arc, Taizu also had this vision."

The first founder of Xuantianguan was the orphan of the Royal Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He met the Great Ancestor of the Great Qin Dynasty when he was young and knew very much about this legendary emperor.

To this day, a picture of the Dharma of Taizu is enshrined in the ancestral hall of Xuantian Temple.

On it is painted the most unknown image of Taizu, clothed in the darkest arc of light, lording over the abyss.

At this moment, when Master Xuantian saw the vision of the Taizu Spirit Pagoda, he immediately thought of that Dharma image.

His brows were raised, and his expression became more solemn.

"Master, the Thirteenth Prince entered the Taizu Pagoda and actually reappeared the Taizu."

If Wang Fanchen was moved, he couldn't help but speak.

"Be careful!"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and interrupted.

"On royal matters, words can bring disaster, so don't speak nonsense."

"I see."

A glimmer of understanding flashed in Wang Fanchen's eyes, and he nodded immediately.

Beijing, Jiangnan Villa.

The fifth prince looked gloomy and looked coldly in the direction of the Taizu Pagoda.

As a strong man in the Tao realm, he naturally felt the sudden vision, the darkest arc of light, fleeting, but it did not escape his eyes.

"Thirteenth brother, I didn't expect you to be so talented at such a young age."

The fifth prince's eyes were like a cold pool, terrifyingly cold.

Originally, how could a baby like the Thirteenth Prince get into the eyes of his brothers.

However, from the moment he entered the tomb of the gods, the youngest prince began to look different.

Today's initiation ceremony is the first important event in the prince's life.

This is a demonstration of royal orthodoxy and the beginning of transformation.

However, just as the initiation ceremony began, a vision appeared, which made the fifth prince's heart no longer calm.

That little guy who only had the cultivation level of the Refining Realm was something that even a strong Taoist Realm guy like him couldn't ignore.

"That was not a vision caused by the emperor's heir."

At this moment, a dull voice slowly sounded.

The fifth prince's heart moved slightly and he looked sideways.

The young-looking Liyang Taoist walked slowly over.

"senior!"

The fifth prince bowed, and he had to put down his princely pretensions to this peerless master from two thousand years ago, and treat him like an ordinary person with extra courtesy.

"Instead of him, who else could cause the vision in Taizu's Spirit Pagoda to be the incarnation ceremony of Little Thirteen?" The fifth prince was a little puzzled.

"His guardian!"

"Prince Yuan!?" The fifth prince's expression suddenly changed, showing an expression of disbelief.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Taizu Pagoda, feeling incredible.

Taizu's Spiritual Pagoda has always been sensitive to the royal bloodline.

Moreover, once the Taizu Spiritual Pagoda is opened, those who are strong in the Dao realm will be like ordinary people. Even if Zhou Dao enters the tower and retains less power, it is impossible to cause strange phenomena.

"Senior" the fifth prince said suspiciously.

"This vein is indeed terrifying." Taoist Liyang sighed softly.

"This vein!?" The fifth prince's heart moved slightly.

"You're out of seclusion!"

Taoist Liyang's face was calm, but he turned sideways and looked to the side.

Under the moonlight, a figure slowly walked out, and it was Jin Wushuang of the Black Sky Sect.

"Huh!?" The fifth prince was shocked.

After not seeing each other for many days, Jin Wushuang seemed to have changed. He could not feel the slightest breath from the other person.

"After all, he is a formidable enemy of yours." Taoist Liyang whispered, but his calm tone revealed a hint of teasing.

"I see."

Jin Wushuang's eyes showed no emotion at all. He looked in the direction of Taizu Pagoda, turned around and walked into the shadows.

Imperial Palace, Diaolongyuan.

Inside the Taizu Spirit Pagoda, Zhou Dao's Sun Curse Seal was finally completed, and the darkest arc spread across every corner, even penetrating into the void.

The golden ripples surged like the tide, covered by the dark arc light.

The Third Emperor Talisman was shaking, the divine light was restrained, and the power of assimilation finally faded from the Thirteenth Prince's body.

Layers of golden light film poured out from the inside of the Third Emperor Talisman, continuously coating the surface of the Thirteenth Prince's body, and in an instant, it was absorbed by his flesh and blood.

Gradually, the Thirteenth Prince's breathing became long and leisurely, like mountains and rivers rising up, as if the rivers and seas were accepting new things, natural and original, and harmonious.

"Specialize your energy to become soft, like a baby returning to its original state!" Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed.

At this moment, the thirteenth prince seemed to have returned to his mother's body. This state seemed to be innate and separated from the mortal body. The blood in his body began to transform crazily, turning into a dull golden color.

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

True realm cultivation requires worshiping gods, communicating with the unknown, and transforming the blood and energy in the body into true energy.

But at this moment, the Thirteenth Prince seemed to have taken a different path.

The essence of his life has changed, as if he has been reincarnated and reborn.

This reborn "baby" is a true life from the moment it falls into this world.

"The path left by Taizu!"

Zhou Dao looked solemn and couldn't help but look at the mysterious Third Emperor Talisman.

It is said in Taoist books that heavenly beings live in the immortal land and are born innately. Even if they do not enter the path of cultivation, they also possess immeasurable magical powers.

In ancient legends, heavenly beings are not born from wombs and eggs, but are conceived by heaven and earth. They have magical powers from the moment of birth and do not need to practice.

At this moment, the "rebirth" of the Thirteenth Prince resembled the way of heaven and man.

Landing on the ground is the true state, and one does not worship immortals or Buddhas.

Zhou Dao observed the various changes in the Thirteenth Prince and suddenly realized something in his heart. It seemed as if a door opened in front of his eyes.

All the shackles on the path of spiritual practice were suddenly lifted, and a new world appeared before our eyes.

At this moment, immeasurable light suddenly appeared three feet above his head.

In a daze, it seemed as if Taizu was passing on the Dharma to him through the Thirteenth Prince.

Zhou Dao was moved in his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the illusory Third-Era Emperor Talisman.

Rumble

The moment Zhou Dao touched the Third Emperor Talisman, everything around him suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

As soon as his body relaxed, he instantly lost his support and kept falling. Countless lights and shadows also flickered in front of his eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sinking feeling gradually dissipated, and a bright road emerged in front of me.

At the end of the road, an old man appeared.

The old man was thin and dying. He was wearing a shabby cloak and leaning on a broken wooden pole. He looked like the setting sun and seemed to be reaching the end of his life at any time.

"Who?" Zhou Dao shouted in a low voice.

The decayed old man seemed not to hear. At the end of the road, light and shadow intertwined.

The old man was walking aimlessly on the desolate land, holding a cane and dragging heavy steps.

High mountains, seas and rivers, clouds and smoke like barriers, tigers, leopards, wolves and snakes, the road he walked was extremely difficult, as if every step was consuming the few lives he had.

Even so, the old man still walked.

Finally there was one, and he stopped in front of an endless swamp.

Under the shabby cloak, the old man pushed the brim of his hat, his gloomy eyes looked into the distance, his thin body was crumbling, and it seemed that he would fall down at any time.

"Tsk tsk, you are almost at the end of your life, why do you need to be humiliated?"

Suddenly, a burst of cold laughter came from the endless swamp, revealing a deep sense of ridicule.

"As we get older, there are always things that need to be done."

The old man coughed twice, leaning on a wooden pole, his hoarse voice responded to the ridicule from the swamp.

"You've done enough in your life, so I'll keep it today."

At this moment, a terrifying aura rose into the sky from the endless swamp.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the light of the sun and the moon was hidden, and the big hand that had been covering the sky burst into the void. The terrifying power turned the world upside down, and the mountains and rivers seemed to be steaming along with it.

"Ahem!" The old man coughed lightly and stood there, as if he could no longer move.

At the moment when the big hand covering the sky fell, the light in the sky reappeared, and the hidden sun and moon leaped into the sky.

A terrifying coercion crushed the big hand until its flesh and blood collapsed, the inner body collapsed, and screams suddenly rose from the depths of the swamp.

"Emperor Qin!"

The roar of pain echoed throughout Bahuang.

Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and a scarlet blood mist emerged from the depths of the endless swamp, filling the air with a frightening atmosphere, and then there was no more movement.

"You actually followed the cause and effect and wiped it out!?"

The sarcastic voice just now sounded again, but at this moment, the voice was no longer mocking, but filled with deep anger and shock.

"Well, I'm getting older, but I just don't like the noise." The old man shook his head feebly.

As he spoke, his cloudy eyes looked towards the endless swamp.

"Who else wants to roar a second time?"

silence!

silence!

The endless swamp is like a pool of stagnant water, and there seems to be no movement at all.

Emperor Qin is old and may be about to die, but at this moment he is more terrifying than ever, dominating the world and number one in the world.

"what do you want?"

A moment later, the cold voice sounded again, coming from the depths of the endless swamp.

"The bones of the setting sun!"

Under the shabby cloak, the decayed old man whispered.

"impossible!"

There was a violent sound like thunder.

The old man didn't say a word, only screams were heard, and thick blood mist spread from the depths of the endless swamp.

"What did he just say?" The old man shook his head, looking a little frustrated: "I am getting older, and my ears are no longer working."

"Emperor Qin, don't bully others too much."

The cold voice suppressed the surge of rage.

"Time is ruthless, and I have reached the age where I can touch porcelain." The old man sighed.

"If you don't hand it over, you will pay more."

As he spoke, the old man threw the wooden stick in his hand into the endless swamp.

In an instant, the world felt like a great mourning, and a wave of destruction spread throughout the world.

The old man took steps towards the depths of the swamp.

"Oh my god!"

At this moment, the body of the dying old man seemed to disappear.

His aura is extremely filling and vast, connecting to the sky and the earth, like grass, trees, sand and stones, like the sun, moon and stars.

At that time, he seemed to transform into heaven and earth, and heaven and earth seemed to transform into him. There is me in you, and you are in me. If it is neither false nor empty, how can there be gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas.

Such a realm seems to be beyond reason and outside the rules.

Rumble

At the end of the light and shadow, countless skeletons flew out from the western swamp and gathered together.

The dying old man sat cross-legged and meditated, with a tall tower rising from the ground behind him.

"Taizu Spirit Pagoda!"

"Great Ancestor of Qin!?"

Zhou Dao looked moved, chanting that name over and over again in his heart.

This was Taizu's later years. He once entered the Great Swamp of the West and retrieved the bones of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect.

Rumble

The light and shadow shattered, and the Taizu Pagoda in front of him came alive.

Suddenly, there was a heavy sound of chains shaking.

Zhou Dao followed the guidance of the Third Emperor Talisman and continued deeper, finally reaching the deepest part of the Taizu Spirit Pagoda.

This is a forbidden area that no one has set foot on since the Taizu Pagoda was built.

Not even the royal bloodline of past dynasties has ever reached this forbidden land.

This is the highest level of Taizu Spirit Pagoda.

In the empty and chaotic space, black blood filled the air, and a strange aura filled every inch of the space.

The chains made of bronze were engraved with ancient Taoist runes, and each one passed through the strange shadow like a dragon lock.

"This is"

Zhou Dao stopped, and the Hunyuan mana was completely restored, spreading into the flesh and blood. The Curse Sun Seal was operating to the extreme, and the darkest arc suddenly propped up, resonating with the Taizu Spirit Pagoda, and it was only then that it resisted the invasion of the strange aura.

Zhou Dao was very familiar with this kind of aura. He had seen it before in the central tomb.

A quick glance reveals the setting sun.

"Yuanzu!?" Zhou Dao looked alert, looking at the thing sealed by the chain with some disbelief.

It was a section of vertebrae, like a real dragon entrenched, bathed in black blood, and the aura it exuded had the same origin as the ancestors.

"Curse Sun Seal!? Descendant of Sunset, you are here."

Suddenly, a strange sound echoed in Zhou Dao's mind.

That vertebra seemed to be alive, the joints stretched and made a "creaking" sound! !