The red sky covering the sky

Chapter 43 The Thoughts of the Holy Emperor
The universe is boundless and decorated with countless star fields, but after all, it is just the tip of the iceberg.

Eternal silence and darkness are the main themes in the universe. There is only vast darkness in sight, and only the coldness that freezes everything.

Human beings, land, and stars are just a drop in the ocean in this universe. Even the light of the imperial soldiers is just the light of a firefly in this boundless universe.

Jiang Chili embarked on this unmarked road alone. Even though he knew that he was crossing the star field, here, it was like eternal stillness, as if he was going in a circle with no way out.

Fortunately, far away in the sense of nowhere, has been pointing out the direction for him, there is a blazing sun there!

Although he had obtained the coordinates of Ziwei from Dongfang Taiyi, an emperor who could not return to his hometown, the emperor who showed an inexplicable look in the sea of ​​thunder and pointed him, was still waiting in an unknown place, waiting to go home. Opportunity.

Therefore, he changed his direction, and relying on the Sun Sutra he had cultivated, he maintained the state of "Zhu" all the way, constantly sending messages to the sun above the nine heavens, communicating with the sun, following the direction of the light, all the way to the sun. The unknown ancient star left.

Even if he knew the direction, even if he drove the imperial soldiers, he would not be able to reach it in a short time. Therefore, he sat cross-legged in the Ten Thousand Dragon Bells and spent this long and lonely time through practice.

His Taoism is already at the level of a saint, and he has also reached the edge of crossing the catastrophe. Once the catastrophe is over, he can officially set foot in the realm of the fourth immortal and become a saint.

But what he has to face is that after this catastrophe, all his previous accumulation of insights about the Dao will be exhausted, and the next holy king, the Great Sage, will need more insights, more battles, and more H.

But now he is just restraining himself as much as possible, not allowing himself to cross the catastrophe. After all, there is a saint king waiting for him among the crape myrtle. One game, see if you have the emperor posture!
In this way, under the protection of Wanlongling, Jiang Chili comprehended the way of heaven, emptiness, and dead silence. During this practice, he forgot both things and himself. wake him up.

The dust was flying, and a [-]-meter purple dragon descended from the sky, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, and landed on the ancient star.

This is a sea of ​​five-color trees, with five weird plants growing there. This plant is called the Five Elements True Wood, and the king of these Five Elements True Woods contains five-color crystal stones, which are used to build five-color altars that can cross the starry sky. things.

The person Jiang Chili was looking for was at the end of the sea of ​​Five Elements True Woods, on the top of a huge mountain. At this time, he was constantly building the five-color altar that had been successful but could not be started.

A one-armed old man in green clothes appeared in front of Jiang Chili.

The old man in Tsing Yi has a tall figure, a clear appearance, and a fairy-like demeanor, and a sense of greatness and naturalness rushes towards his face.

Jiang Chili urged the Taiyang Mantra, and a bright golden light shot up into the sky, wrapped around his body by the Wanlong Bell, and walked towards the old man step by step.

"Return to your homeland, you cannot bury your bones in a foreign land..."

The old man kept piling up five-color crystal stones to form a small altar. After Jiang Chili urged the Taiyang Sutra, his eyes suddenly shone with golden light, and he turned his head to look.

"Bury me in my homeland!"

The old man in Tsing Yi spoke suddenly, his eyes shot out a bright divine light, he stretched out his hand, scratched the ground, and took out a sarcophagus deep in the center of the earth.

"Come with me, I'll take you home!"

Jiang Chili kept urging the Sun Sutra, as if it was about to turn into a sun, a small pagoda rushed out from the center of the god Nian's eyebrows, and sank straight into the center of Jiang Chili's eyebrows.

"Sun Emperor Tower!"

Jiang Chili did not resist, because the great ax was within the Immortal Platform, in the hands of Yuanshen, and when he saw the stone tower, he already knew its origin.

"I will send him to his homeland for burial, and I will properly arrange for his descendants!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chili bent down, carried the sarcophagus on his shoulders, and walked up to the five-color altar.

With the infusion of divine power, the five-color altar suddenly shone brightly, and a small eight-diagram star gate appeared, with mysterious runes flickering on it.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, five-color divine light shot up into the sky, and Jiang Chili carried the sarcophagus on his shoulders, and disappeared into the star gate in an instant, disappearing on the spot.

This is a twisted passage with endless starlight twinkling. Jiang Chili is carrying the sun sarcophagus and stepping on the Ten Thousand Dragon Bells, walking through the passage at high speed.

A hundred years in an instant!Time is confused here, and space is distorted here. This is crossing the starry sky, distorting time and space, and shortening the distance between the two worlds. The process makes people feel at a loss, and it is not so beautiful.

Beidou, the northern region of the Eastern Desolation, the edge of the ancient mine in the early days, the Garden of Zhurong.

At this time, the night was deep, and only the silver moon in the sky was continuously pouring out the moonlight.

At the bottom of the Chitian Lake, a big black dog as strong as an adult bull was bound firmly by a silver chain, unable to move, and sank to the bottom of the pool.

On the platform outside the hall, Hua Yunfei played the piano, and there was a bonfire in front of him. Zilongnv looked at Huoli with a murderous look, because he was grilling a purple dragon-shaped creature, which was a young Zilong clan.

On the other hand, Ye Fan discussed with Pang Bo whether Jiang Chili could find the coordinates of the earth during his trip to the starry sky.

And the little girl was drooling, looking at the golden dragon meat roasted on the fire.

"As expected of Vulcan, he really has two dragons and a female under his command!"

Pang Bo opened his mouth, and Long Nu's murderous gaze was fixed on him. If he was not Jiang Chili's guest, Long Nu could not help but strike at this time.

"Ahem! Don't talk nonsense. I think Brother Jiang's yard is too cold. Why don't we catch some animals and add some life to the place."

Ye Fan looked at the eyes of the dragon girl, and quickly opened his mouth to smooth things over. Huo Li is the king of Dacheng, and after repairing the sky, he has further qualifications, so he is not afraid of her, and even roasts the dragon in front of her, but But it doesn't mean that the two of them beat her. This is the lord of Immortal Er, the daughter of the emperor. Although the imperial soldiers were taken away by Jiang Chili, there is no shortage of holy soldiers for body protection.

Zilongnv was born ahead of schedule, and under the pressure of Jiang Chili, she worked hard to practice. She was already a genius, and she was also the emperor's own daughter. However, in a short period of time, she had already survived several thunder tribulations and became the second and ninth level of immortals. A monk in the sky only needs to understand himself to be able to cut the way and become a king.

"Yes, the master said when he left that he would bring some people back..."

Ziwei Star is the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars. This long-standing life star has many names, but they are all inseparable from Emperor and Emperor. It is the Lord of Numbers, the Star of Emperors.

This is one of the mother planets of the human race. The human race of the Big Dipper migrated from Ziwei. This is also the hometown of the three emperors.

After the ancient times, the heavens and the earth are silent, the avenues are dormant, and the universe is in a recovery period, accumulating power, so ancient stars like Beidou and Ziwei inevitably enter the age of doom.

Even so, this ancient star is easier to practice than Beidou, and as the mother planet of the human race, the human race has an absolute right to speak on this ancient star.

Divine Continent, He Continent, Lu Continent, Beihai, every sacred land of practice will not lack the existence of human races, Human King Palace, Guanghan Palace, Ziwei God Dynasty, Human Desire Dao... These human race forces control a large area of ​​land , check and balance with many monster races, co-exist in this ancient star.

Among these forces, the Ziwei Dynasty is the best at observing the sky and prying into the fate.

"puff!"

In the Ziwei Dynasty, in the star-observing pavilion, Tianji Guoshi is watching the sky at night, urging the Ziwei astrolabe, peeking at the sky, and I don’t know what he saw, a few mouthfuls of old blood spurted out, dyeing the king-level astrolabe in front of him. A piece of blood red!
"Invite the emperor quickly, Ziwei, things are going to change!"

　Originally, I wanted to go directly to Ziwei, but I thought that the Holy Emperor of the Sun was still buried in an unknown place, so I thought of sending him home, so it was a little far-fetched. However, it is the protagonist's job to communicate with the world, and he can get it from the sun. It should be possible to use the sun as the symbol for the location of the Holy Emperor, right?

　　
　
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