Chapter 619 Sacrifice! The Holy Body Is Completed! The Peak of Manifestation!

Sitting on the red dragon-carved chair, Ji Wenhao fell into silence. He really didn't expect that there was such a secret in the royal family. The throne was not only the supreme power, but also a dead end.

That's why Ji Chengdao was willing to push him to the top.

Before that, he only knew that the emperor would be shackled by the fate of the country, and his longevity was not as good as that of ordinary people. The words of his great-uncle Ji Nantian undoubtedly disrupted his understanding.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

With his qualifications, if he does not sit on the throne, relying on the royal family's background, he has a good chance of becoming a grand master of the gods, and his life span can be increased to hundreds.

But the emperor's honor far exceeded that of the so-called great master, and even the ordinary martial saint was inferior.

"When you break through the shackles and step into the holy realm, you will not only be able to live to eight hundred years old, but you will also be able to sit on the throne for a long time, and future emperors will no longer suffer the backlash of heaven."

Ji Nantian did not comfort Ji Wenhao, but only gave him hope.

As an emperor, he shouldn't have such a bad temper.

"According to my uncle, how many clan members do I need to sacrifice blood?"

Ji Wenhao was silent for a moment and then cheered up again.

If it is true as his uncle said, then this is indeed a great opportunity for him.

"Heaven's backlash is in your lineage. The amount of blood sacrifice depends on your own thoughts. In addition, I need to tell you that the closer the bloodline is, the better the effect of blood sacrifice will be."

Ji Nantian explained quietly.

Ji Wenhao's expression changed slightly.

Blood sacrifice to someone close to you?

His plan just now was to blood-sacrifice some branches of the royal family named Ji. After six hundred years of reproduction, although the Ji family deliberately controlled them, the entire Ji clan still numbered hundreds of thousands.

Even if it's a blood sacrifice, he doesn't care.

But if it was from his lineage, it would make him hesitate.

Kill your son, kill your daughter, kill your uncle, kill your uncle.

This is not something that ordinary people can make up their mind.

But after only hesitating for three breaths, Ji Wenhao firmly determined his idea of ​​seeking Taoism. As long as he could break through the constraints, he would live hundreds of years in the future, enough to give birth to hundreds of thousands of heirs.

His lineage will never be cut off!

"I understand."

Ji Wenhao nodded slightly, but then he asked again:

"But uncle, even if I stepped into the holy realm, I only relied on the power of national destiny to exert the fighting power of human immortals, but Jiang Che killed two human immortals.

Coupled with Feng Wuji, even if I invite Sumerya Bodhisattva back again, it seems that it is still not enough. "

This was also a huge constraint that was trapped in front of him, and it was also an important reason for his previous decadence. Even if he became a Martial Saint, it seemed that it was still not enough.

After all, in today's troubled times, in addition to Jiang Che and Feng Wuji, there is also Duan Yuntian of the Qingtian Sect. Once this person conspires with Jiang Che, what will be the use of all his efforts?

It's just a mantis trying to use a chariot.

When Ji Nantian heard this, a smile appeared on his face:

"As an emperor, you really don't know enough secrets, but I have lived for hundreds of years, and the Ji family still has some trump cards that can turn the tables."

"Uncle please speak clearly!"

Ji Wenhao immediately felt happy and quickly asked.

If the Ji family has any trump cards, I don't know, but there is really hope that they can stabilize the country. This is definitely great news for him at the moment.

Ji Nantian paused and then said:

"Do you know about Confucian Sage?"

"Of course it is clear that the senior Confucian sage assisted Taizu to establish a kingdom for six hundred years. He was the founding father of our country who made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty. He also founded the White Deer Academy and set a precedent.

In addition, the Confucian sages once accompanied Taizu to conquer Tianyuan and sacrificed themselves."

Ji Wenhao did not know some hidden secrets, but the news about Confucian saints was not really secret information. When he was studying at Bailu Academy in his early years, he heard too much about the achievements of Confucian saints.

It is a pity that with the death of the Confucian Sage, Confucianism and Taoism, which were once comparable to Buddhism and Taoism, have completely declined. Now, there is only one great Confucian in Bailu Academy who is comparable to the Martial Sage.

When it comes to strength, it is not even as good as any of the six major families.

It's just that he only has the title of Immortal Sect, and now the position of Immortal Sect has been replaced by Qingtian Sect. He has never even thought of using the power of White Deer Academy.

"What if I say that the senior Confucian sage is actually still alive?"

Ji Nantian said with a faint smile.

The reason why he has never panicked is because he knows too many secrets in the spiritual realm and has more confidence.

"Is what my uncle said true?"

Ji Wenhao stood up suddenly. At this moment, he could no longer sit still.

Because if it is true as my uncle said, if the Confucian sage is still alive, then Dazhou will be saved. Even if he does not succeed in becoming a saint, relying on the Confucian sage alone is enough to intimidate the world.

After all, the Confucian sage is the real peak power. Hundreds of years ago, if it were not for the assistance of the Confucian sage, the Ji family would not be able to calm down the troubled times so easily.

Its strength has definitely reached the peak of human immortality.

With hundreds of years of blessings, who in the world can stop it?

Furthermore, the relationship between the Ji family and the Confucian sage complements each other. Even after so many years, the Ji family has never treated White Deer Academy badly, if it were not for the fact that the Confucian sage did not leave any bloodline.

The Ji family will even divorce with the country.

"This is what Taizu said himself. However, Taizu also said at that time that most of the friendship between him and the Confucian sage has been broken, and he asked me, a descendant of the Ji family royal family, not to pursue it.

Just keep this in mind and never treat White Deer Academy badly."

"Uncle, do you know where the senior Confucian sage is? I can visit him personally." Ji Wenhao said immediately in a deep voice.

"Senior Confucian Sage sits in Shenghai City. The reason why I and Ji Chengdao promote the autonomy of Shenghai City is not because of Xiang Yuan, but because of Senior Confucian Sage.

But it's not appropriate for you to go. It's taboo for you to sacrifice blood to living beings. It's absolutely intolerable for senior Confucian sages to take the right path. It's better for me to go there in person. "

Ji Nantian said bluntly.

Ji Wenhao's expression changed, but he could not refute it. After all, what he did could be hidden from the general public, but it was absolutely impossible to hide it from such a top being.

But then, as if he realized something, he suddenly asked:

"Uncle, since the Confucian sage can sacrifice to Tianyuan without dying, isn't it possible that the emperor's uncle is still alive?"

Ji Wenhao's eyes widened, eager to find an answer.

He both hates and respects Ji Chengdao. He hates that the other party pushed him to a dead end and suppressed him repeatedly, but at the same time, he has great respect for Ji Chengdao.

After all, Ji Chengdao is the well-deserved strongest man in the world. If he is still here, who in the world would dare to rebel?

Even his now famous Martial King Jiang Che would immediately surrender if he saw Ji Chengdao.

It can be said that as long as Ji Chengdao appears, the current crisis in Great Zhou will be solved immediately.

Ji Nantian shook his head with some regret:

"I'm afraid Enlightenment has indeed fallen."

"Why is uncle so sure?"

Ji Wenhao was a little unwilling.

"Chengdao is different from the senior Confucian sage. Before the senior Confucian sage sacrificed, he left behind many back-up men, and he already possesses the power of heaven, and there is still hope for survival. But Chengdao. Compared with the senior Confucian sage, he It's still a little far behind. Moreover, when he became enlightened in my hands, he still left a soul thread, but when he sacrificed it to Tianyuan.

That trace of soul was immediately annihilated. "

Ji Nantian also felt very sorry for Ji Chengdao's death. Although he and Ji Chengdao had different opinions, no matter how you put it, Ji Chengdao was also a member of Ji's family.

The blood of the Ji surname flows through his veins, and he is the most talented person in the Ji family since he came from Taizu hundreds of years ago.

He even thought that Ji Chengdao had hope of reaching the realm of true immortality.

However, God did not fulfill people's wishes.

The other party eventually fell into the abyss.

Ji Wenhao's face suddenly turned pale.

Although he is not an orthodox practitioner, he also knows some common sense. The soul thread is more accurate than the soul lamp and other objects. Once it is annihilated, it means that the main soul is dead.

This is an iron rule handed down from ancient times.

Even if Ji Chengdao has the strongest strength in the world, he cannot violate it.

"My expectations for your uncle are too high."

Ji Wenhao forced out a helpless smile.

Ji Nantian continued:

"There are countless secrets in this world. In fact, in addition to the senior Confucian sages, there are also many old monsters in this world. Some of them can even be traced back to before the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Please ask my uncle to clarify his doubts."

Ji Wenhao was eager to know more at this moment.

Ji Nantian pointed to the south and said:

"According to Taizu, there is definitely a powerful person sleeping in the Witch Temple. In addition to him, there are also strong people in the Barbarian Temple in the Northern Barbarian Prairie who chose to ban the physical vitality due to the great changes in the world.

As for our Central Plains China, we are even more unwilling to give in. In addition to the senior Confucian sages, as far as I know, there are several former top powerhouses who are sleeping in some dangerous places.

These are the instructions left by Taizu. More than a hundred years ago, I actually looked for traces of some of these old monsters, but most of them could not withstand the passage of time and passed away in the human world.

Nowadays, there should be three or four seniors who are suspected to be still alive. I will visit them one by one tomorrow to see if I can invite them to come out based on my dynasty's background.

Even if only one of them is invited, it will be a great blessing for the imperial court. In addition, I will also go into seclusion in the near future to seek a breakthrough.

The Great Zhou Dynasty cannot be destroyed, and my Ji family cannot be destroyed! "

Ji Nantian spoke firmly.

Ji Wenhao was also deeply affected. Six hundred years of great Zhou Dynasty and thousands of years of Ji's inheritance must not be cut off, let alone in his hands.

"Uncle, you can go and invite me. As long as there is something in the dynasty, I can use it as a bargaining chip. In addition, if your uncle makes a breakthrough, I will help you at all costs.

Also, on the Buddhist side, I will also try my best to request Sumitreya Bodhisattva to return to the court to determine the status of my great Zhou Ji family! "

Ji Wenhao said word for word.

At this moment, as his uncle revealed Ji's background and secrets, all the depression caused by Jiang Che's attack was wiped away, and he regained his confidence again.

"good."

Seeing that Ji Wenhao finally no longer despaired, Ji Nantian nodded with satisfaction, although he himself didn't know whether this trip would be successful in inviting those old monsters who had been sleeping for many years.

But he was willing to give it a try.

When life and death were at stake, he no longer cared about so much.

He even felt that the reason why Taizu left these words was to serve as a foundation for Da Zhou.

now.

In Yuezhou City.

Jiang Che was completely unaware of Ji Wenhao's actions, but after seeing the old monster in the Wushen Temple, Jiang Che had already developed a sense of urgency.

His current strength was still a little lacking, not enough to match such an old monster who had comprehended the power of rules.

But he was not an ordinary person after all. With the sacrificial monument, he still had hope of catching up or even surpassing in a short time. Of course, the premise was that he could find enough sacrifices.

In the secret room.

Jiang Che's mind slowly sank into the space of the monument.

And set his next goal.

[Sacrificial goal: peak of manifestation of sainthood, great success of the holy body. ]

On the monument, a series of divine patterns lit up, covering the entire monument, and lasted for several breaths before revealing a line of familiar fonts.

[Sacrificial price: 100-year national destiny of the dynasty, blood and soul of all spirits, dark bamboo wood, three drops of Jiuxiao fairy dew, three pieces of fairy jade crystals, seventy years of life reduction. The remaining life span is three hundred years. Do you want to sacrifice? 】

Looking at the offerings given by the Heavenly Monument, Jiang Che was not surprised at all.

Difficult!

Extremely difficult!

Cultivation itself is getting harder and harder as time goes on. It is common for a normal Martial Saint to be trapped in one realm for a hundred years, not to mention his behavior of taking shortcuts. Moreover, he is different from ordinary Martial Saints.

He is also the rare one who practices both Dharma and body, the Supreme Martial God.

It is similar to the previous one. Among the above offerings, the one that reduces lifespan by seventy years is actually the simplest one, but his lifespan is indeed not enough.

Jiang Che thought about it, and something appeared in his hand.

It was the Nine Heavens Immortal Dew.

When he was in Tianyuan City, he made great contributions, and Master Wen gave him two drops of Nine Heavens Immortal Dew. One drop was sacrificed by him, and the other drop was given to the Red Blood Demon Lord to enrich his foundation.

It is completely exhausted.

Fortunately, in the previous battle of Yuezhou, Master Wen died. He seized a few drops of Jiuxiao Xianlu from the opponent's storage treasures, so this sacrifice was completed in advance.

But the remaining few are difficult.

Xianyuan Jade Crystal, different from ordinary Yuanjing, is a spiritual object used in the fairyland, which is extremely precious. With the great changes in the world and the closure of the fairy gate, this object has become a non-renewable object.

In order to find this object, he can only seek the help of Xuantian Wuji Palace. If even such a long-standing fairy gate does not have Xianyuan Jade Crystal, then he may have to go to the capital.

After all, among the above sacrifices, there is also a dynasty and national destiny!

And there are only two who can be called dynasties in the entire spiritual domain.

One is the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Central Plains, and the other is the Northern Barbarian King's Court.

Only these two can be qualified to be called dynasties!

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