Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 820 The curtain ends, one of the reasons for the demise of the emperor
Xuandu looked at the young man in the distance who was not at a loss with one enemy, his bright silver spear was flying back and forth, aiming at the enemy's vital points while flickering with cold light.

This fight didn't last long.

With the last Confucian fellow being expelled by him, there are only three parties left here.

But Wan Jun didn't pay much attention to Xuandu, after all, because of the figure in the sea of ​​consciousness, he understood a lot of mysteries, and he already had some guesses about the origin of this little Taoist priest.

Anyway, the innate god position is here, and there are only three of them here, and a [-]% chance is enough in his opinion.

He raised his head and glanced at the female Taoist who was facing away from the fight just now, but she never looked back from the beginning to the end, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

After thinking for a while, he took a few steps forward, slapped the leader, and said: "Fellow Daoist, I'm a soldier, so be polite."

Si Ziqiong turned around, nodded and said: "Taoist Chunyang, Si Ziqiong."

There was a moment of silence, and the atmosphere in the field began to become a little dignified.

At this moment, a majestic and majestic force descended from the dark, immediately breaking the increasingly solemn atmosphere.

Wan Jun looked up, and saw that the innate god was resplendent with dao dao brilliance, and various visions appeared.

In an instant, his eyes flickered.

The next moment, a flawless jade bead appeared in the world.

Just looking at it, one can know that this is the innate god that everyone, even the immortals, are thinking about.

After a while, the jade bead flew towards Xuandu's direction, and neither Wan Jun nor Si Ziqiong made any response.

"Is that so? It's really a big deal."

The jade beads were reflected in Wan Jun's eyes, and he sighed in his heart, but also had a trace of unwillingness.

The moment he saw this innate god, he had already revealed some information in the dark.

If you want to inherit the position of the innate god, you must bear the weight of all spirits in this world.

In other words, it is to win the position of god, enter the list of gods, and become the god of heaven.

Although this kind of god position can obtain great supernatural powers, it is even comparable to or even surpassed by immortals, but as far as he is concerned, it is worth noting.

Without saying any more, Wan Jun watched the jade beads sink into the old man's body, and disappeared in the midst of changes in body shape.

As for Si Ziqiong, she obviously understood something, after sensing Wan Jun's figure disappearing, she turned around and slapped Xuandu, and immediately her figure also disappeared.

So far, the battle for the title of the first innate god in the Conferred God Realm has come to an end.

Not to mention how Xuandu led the old man with disheveled hair to Taoist Taiqing in a daze, nor how depressed the immortals of Confucianism, Legalism and Soldiers were, nor did they mention a certain immortal who was secretly contributing to the flames. Beginning to secretly plan the next step...

Not to mention all kinds of things in this world, the world of mortals is in turmoil, even the immortals who are detached from the world of mortals have to calculate from time to time.

All in all, the matter of the Conferred God Realm has settled down for the time being.

Players will accept tasks as usual, and the ancient history world will continue to operate as usual.

Everything seems to be working normally.

Of course not, at the moment Xuandu acquired the innate god position, all the original creatures in the "Shang Dynasty Great Heaven" instantly turned into nothingness, and the whole world began to become empty.

Time froze at this moment, Zong Han saw Yu Li who was talking with him just now disappeared, and then what he saw and even the whole world began to gradually turn into nothingness.

Until, he was the only one left.

Looking at the round golden ball of light hanging in front of him, Zong Han's mind froze for a while, and he just remembered that he seemed, like, he should have received some kind of mission.

It's just that the development of the situation in these years has greatly exceeded his expectations, so much so that he completely forgot about this task.

Just looking at this ball of light, there was a strange look on his face.

It stands to reason that he was being a salted fish the whole time and didn't do anything, so he completed the task inexplicably and rewarded himself with the innate god position?

In fact, Zong Han's first reaction was to stay away from the light group that should be the innate god.

No matter how weird this kind of thing looks, he doesn't think he has any unique charm.

Sure enough, before he could think about how to deal with this matter, a figure whose face was completely covered appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Although it is hazy and invisible, the aura that overflows from its body makes people want to worship.

Seeing this scene, Zong Han felt a little panic in his heart.

He only felt that what he was facing was the unpredictable changing time and space, and even the supreme will, the majestic weight that was pressed down by the endless world, which he could not support.

The next moment, I saw the figure stretch out his hand.

Immediately, invisible, a crack leading to Mingming was ripped open by him.

But before he could continue to move, there was an inexplicable movement of the highest air flow, and the crack was smoothed out in an instant, as if nothing had happened before.

Even though the figure was covered by a lot of brilliance at this moment, Zong Han could still faintly hear a few sighs.

And just when he was suspicious.

"Boom!"

A sudden sound of beating drums directly interrupted his doubts. The majestic and infinite sound of beating drums was mixed with shocking profound sounds, covering everything and becoming the only one.

In the blink of an eye, the world changed.

The next moment, Zong Han was already in a world that could not be expressed in words. Although he had seen it, he couldn't store the slightest memory of it in his heart, and there was something reasonable in the weirdness.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The sound of beating drums continued, one after another, sweeping the world, and there were endless shocking profound sounds echoing.

At this moment, no one came to answer the horror and doubt in Zong Han's heart.

The sound of the beating drum became more intense and high-pitched, resounding through the entire heaven and earth, almost shaking the sky and the earth.

"Old General Ziyan, as His Majesty expected, the Emperor Shang was overthrown, and you came here right away."

Zong Han looked around, and saw a burly general laughing loudly in an endless army formation, connected with the blood and blood of countless soldiers, and frantically raising his hammer and beating drums.

The drum is about the size of a mountain, and its whole body is blue. There are various patterns of ancient seals painted on it, which meander and stretch, and are engraved on it one by one.

And the two giant hammers in the general's hand, the thunder light flickered, each time the hammer hit the drum surface, it shone with light, like the light of the sun and the moon, and at the same time there was a loud sound like thunder.

"Old general, you and I belong to the enemy's country. Today's battle, right now, is where your bones will be buried."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw a majestic sword light cutting down from the sky, piercing through the world, deducing a brilliant, domineering sword light that made the world tremble, and the situation changed color accordingly.

Sisi Lei is smooth and smooth, rippling layer by layer, directly turning into thousands, infinitely vast.

Accompanied by that desolate, vast, and majestic sound of beating drums, the sound is like thunder, dominating the contemporary era, and it is unrivaled.

For a moment, the whole world was in constant turmoil due to the leakage of this ray of blade energy, and the void split open, as if the sky was about to collapse.

With the force of the knife falling heavily, the ground is cracking, the sky is trembling, and the rules of everything are breaking down.

In the whole world, except for this knife edge, all the other avenues of heaven and earth, and the rules of Vientiane are breaking down, as if the whole world was cut off by this knife.

"Ji Huan, if you want this place to be the burial place for the old man, it depends on how capable you are!"

The void opened, and a veteran in battle armor appeared, holding a simple bronze battle gun with a thick bowl mouth.

The blade of the gun soars into the sky, carrying an unparalleled domineering and fierce will, like thousands of troops stepping into the air in unison. It can be seen that the boundless arrogance of gold and iron horses sweeping the world, and the killing and domineering that belong to the warrior alone.

Under this gun, no matter who you are, you will have nowhere to stay.

With one blow, the blade collapsed and disintegrated.

"Still so weak."

The veteran wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth indifferently, and laughed out loud.

But at the next moment, I saw that the blade turned slightly, and there was a trace of thunder light jumping again, scattering hundreds of millions, meticulously sinking into every inch of void, disintegrating every possibility.

In an instant, under this blade, all phenomena disintegrated, and the connection between all things was cut off with a single blow.

Majestic, exquisite and delicate, all of which are undoubtedly displayed in this knife.

"Respect, Old General Ziyan, please go."

There was a slight sigh, and suddenly, there was a thick sound of beating the drum resounding, in time with the movement of the blade.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!!"

The sound of war drums was loud, as if a secret key had been opened, and the whole world responded with a vibrating sound.

Amidst the empty and far-reaching sound, wave after wave continued to stir in the world.

"Did you tell me all the formulas for transporting this treasure, the ancestral temple..."

The veteran ignored all the injuries caused by the sound of the rolling drum, and even though his mind, soul and memory were on the verge of collapsing, he was still staring at the mountain-sized drum with complex emotions in his eyes.

"This is……"

Zong Han staggered, but fortunately he was picked up by the figure next to him, so he didn't fall.

"Emperor Hong's War Drum is a treasure cast by the Emperor Hong."

The blurry figure spoke out to explain Zong Han's confusion, and amidst the sound of drums, his figure began to scatter.

"how can that be!!"

Suddenly, Zong Han's face turned pale, as if he had thought of something.

"That's right, you guessed it right, the Emperor Zhou counterattacked against such a huge advantage back then, and an affair with someone from the ancestral temple was also a major reason."

"Is it because someone from the ancestral temple had an affair with Emperor Zhou?" Zong Han muttered to himself, still in disbelief.

The ancestral temple of the human race has faded out of the human race since Emperor Yu, and it specializes in keeping the treasures left by the ten emperors. It has never interfered with the major forces of the human race.

This is already a matter of common sense among the human race.

No one thought that the people in the ancestral temple would have an affair with the outside world, especially when they took out the Emperor's Treasure.

Back then, on the alien battlefield, the human emperor Hong's clan made war drums, which shook seventeen leaders of the alien race in succession, defeating the alien race with brilliance.

Afterwards, relying on the accumulation of Suihuang, Xihuang, and Shennong's three generations, he was determined to be the eternal Zhengshuo of the human world in one fell swoop.

After Emperor Hong's family, the war drum was sealed in the ancestral temple along with several other emperor treasures.

But now, in this picture that seems to be a memory of time, the people of Emperor Zhou used the emperor's war drum in a grand manner, and the meaning it represents is self-evident.

"No wonder, it's so strange that the emperor's business failed, so that's how it is." A big doubt in Zong Han's heart was immediately resolved. The emperor's business had never been in decline back then, and there were elite troops with long battles. Suppresses the entire universe.

Under such a general trend, it was suddenly replaced by Di Zhou.

There are still archaeological monks like Zong Han who are speculating about the Tao and Dao in this, listing all kinds of conspiracy theories, but in the face of the huge power of the imperial merchants, they are all like chickens and dogs, and it is impossible to succeed in the counterattack.

But if Zumiao intervened, it would be to tilt the balance directly to Di Zhou's side by cheating.

Although the ancestral temple has faded out of the human race for a long time, no one dares to underestimate it. The imperial treasures of the ten emperors in the Middle Ages are all sealed in the ancestral temple. There are even rumors that every human emperor left a means in the ancestral temple when he was at his peak.

In addition, there was a strong man who was second only to the emperor at that time and left a lot of things in the ancestral temple.

It is conceivable that the ancestral temple has a profound heritage, that is, nowadays, it is rarely known to people, and the low popularity makes countless people not know that there is such an ancestral temple, so they have never known its means.

But during the war years when Emperor Zhou replaced Emperor Shang, this veteran named Zi Yan must have experienced it.

Judging from his behavior, this place seems to be an extremely important place for the Emperor Shang, but it seems that Emperor Zhou already knew that this person would come here and waited here for a long time.

"You guessed wrong this time. The overthrow of the Emperor Shang, and the intervention of people from the ancestral temple is only one of the more important reasons. The ancestral temple in this place does not have the ability to deduce it." The increasingly illusory figure suddenly said, Zong Han's guess was interrupted.

"Is that so..."

For some reason, upon hearing this, Zong Han felt a faint sense of relief in his heart.

But the next moment, a scene that made him stunned just happened before his eyes.

I saw that this figure first cast its eyes on Zong Han's body, and there was an inscrutable meaning hidden in the eyes, and then when the emperor's war drum was about to completely wipe out the old general, his figure flickered for a while.

Zong Han, who was watching from the side, was startled, afraid that it would dissipate in the next moment.

At the same time, a vague figure suddenly appeared in the field.

On the top of its head, there are two colors of blue and red rushing out, and amidst the surging canopy, there is a pure purple cloud floating, in which there are two air mechanisms rising and spiraling.

The qi machine connects to the sky and leads to the secluded, like a majestic sacred tree, spanning time, space and time, with shining rays of light above the curved branches.

The brilliance shook slightly, and there seemed to be countless streaks appearing in the whole world, densely packed.

"Om~"

It was just a slight tremor, as if the world had been opened up. At this moment, the two air mechanisms were colliding fiercely and combined with each other, evolving various scenes, such as sky collapse, ground crack, star fall... It was extremely shocking.

This kind of majestic vision is awe-inspiring, and Zong Han seems to hear the voices of all living beings offering sacrifices and worshiping in his ears, but in an instant, it seems like the sky is crying.

A scorching radiance emanated from the hazy figure, and the azure-red radiance spread to all directions like a surge.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were clarified in vain, and there was no sound of beating drums in silence.

(End of this chapter)