Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 107: Life and Death

Yan Ming activated the Doutian Fenxian Gong, and the sword grass spirit in Daojie's golden sea of ​​consciousness glowed, swaying out ancient spells.

"boom!"

A mysterious force spread out, and the two Taoist boys were sacrificed in blood, their entire bodies almost melted. Looking back on the years, the breath of time came to their faces, and at this moment it roared, dense runes appeared, one Taoist pattern after another flashed, lighting up with brilliant divine light, filled with a terrifying fluctuation.

The altar sprinkled white light rain amidst the sound of vibrations, gradually dyeing the darkness, and large traces of time rushed upwards, interweaving into an illusory light curtain in the air, recreating the scene of six thousand years ago.

In the thirty-six heavens, endless auspicious colors are gushing out, all kinds of auspicious lights are lingering, and divine rainbows are spreading on the ground, penetrating the sun, moon and stars.

Yan Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he saw a stone fetus standing in the ancestral dragon cave according to the position of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, with orchids on the left and right, absorbing the essence of all directions.

Even after years, one can still feel the fairy beauty and spirituality contained in the stone.

Other temples are filled with immortal materials, with bright rays of light and surging colorful rays. Dragon-patterned black gold, feathered blue gold, Taoist gold, etc. are all inside.

"It's really like escaping from its shell?!" Yan Ming sighed lightly. He didn't even need to look back. He probably guessed the inside story. After six thousand years, the stone fetus was only an empty shell. The stone man with nine orifices and eight holes inside had long disappeared. It was a world of difference from the one in front of him.

Yuhua attained enlightenment again after more than 700,000 years. Although he was separated from the first world by a million years, he still brought out the Lord of the Wilderness.

The woman even summoned back all the corpses and smashed the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot, just to restore it to its peak state.

"The cause of the death of the holy body outside the Ten Thousand Dragons Peak must have fallen on Yuhua." Yan Ming guessed that Yuhua looked like an unlucky guy in the game "The Great Ruler", and seemed to be implicated by later generations.

However, if you think about it carefully, is he really unaffected by cause and effect?

After his disappearance, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty traversed the nine heavens and ten earths, and sent the green copper tripod of the ancient heaven to the immortal land on Earth, intending to melt myriad blood for sacrifice.

The ruthless man's brother died on that journey, and the blood of gods, demons, and saints was poured out to make the ancestor immortal in the world and bring him back.

After all, the underworld had done the same thing before. From this point of view, everything was the ancient emperor's attempt at immortality...

The light curtain was constantly changing, the ancestral land of Zhongzhou was full of light and splendor, a vast pressure spread, resonating with the Great Dao, countless chains of order were lingering around the stone embryo, the holy spirit inside was revived, and it absorbed the essence of the origin of heaven and earth independently.

After a while, the stone fetus trembled slightly, and thousands of fairy lights evaporated. It enlightened four Yin gods, who were originally Taoist children and guards who were buried with Emperor Yuhua more than 200,000 years ago.

Two of the guards walked out of this ancient land, while the boy and girl continued to sleep.

After doing all this, the Ancestral Dragon Cave was filled with Taoist patterns, and with a loud bang, the void cracked, and a ray of fairy light flew out from the stone embryo, carrying away most of the fairy treasures of the thirty-six heavens and disappearing.

When everything came to an end, only a fist-sized piece of fairy tear green gold remained, enshrined in the ancestral temple.

In the outside world, the two saint-level Yin Gods melted and the power of sacrifice quickly dissipated. Yan Ming was about to open his eyes when he suddenly saw a strange sight in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Oh!"

The mist and clouds were like a painting, and a dazzling blood-red light flew over, like a fairy phoenix descending to the earth. The bright red feathers crossed the dark sky, penetrated the land of the Eastern Wilderness, and quickly descended to the ancient forbidden land. The imperial power was incomparable.

He was a white-haired Taoist with a terrifying aura, almost taking the step towards becoming a quasi-emperor. The blood and energy surging out of his crown was so vigorous that it almost covered the entire sky.

"The only chance in the ages to make the whole sect become immortals, starts today!" The old Taoist held an imperial weapon made of phoenix blood and red gold, with infinite laws running through it, and was about to rush towards the road to becoming an immortal.

"boom!"

The earth-shaking sound of drums rang out, flags fluttered, shouts rang out, and Tianxuan monks followed closely behind. The divine power of dozens of ancient saints leaked out and gathered together, like waves crashing on the shore, shaking the sky and making this place unstable.

Light rained down from the sky, and everyone stepped into the Immortal Cave, following the ancestor to fight against the disaster of immortality.

"Being half a step away from becoming a Quasi-Emperor is useless. On the road to becoming an Immortal, if you haven't reached the Supreme Realm, you don't even have the qualifications to enter."

Yan Ming sighed softly as he saw the bloody disaster. It was a horrific and terrifying road to immortality, with blood flowing like waves for thousands of miles and corpses strewn across the land. The immortal cave that was emitting immortal light was bloody and endless, and its roar shook the sky.

The people of Tianxuan didn't even see the Immortal Pass. Just as they were on the road, a flaming Vermilion Bird transformed from a chain of order gently flapped its wings and caused this terrible result.

At the critical moment, the imperial weapon made of phoenix blood and red gold revived, like an eternal fairy light, invincible, and impacted the path to immortality.

With a loud bang, the heaven and earth collapsed, and the laws became spiritual. There were ray after ray of world-destroying immortal light, shattering the eternal blue sky and rushing down to kill.

There, time was disordered, space collapsed, and it was complete chaos. Yan Ming could not see anything.

The final result was already predetermined. The divine weapon forged from phoenix blood and red gold failed, its body broke, and the deity contained within it was almost wiped out. It was destroyed on the road to immortality, spanning six thousand years. Yan Ming saw countless overlapping figures behind the imperial weapon, all covered in blood, which merged with the fragments of phoenix blood and red gold, turning into a large amount of light rain, enchanting and bloody.

"No, this is..."

Suddenly, Yan Ming's face changed color when he saw that the fragments of the imperial weapon were stained with terrible blood, which looked like green fairy gold, reflecting on the bright red extreme weapon, which was extremely captivating.

This is the true blood of an existence in the Supreme Dao Emperor Realm. The magnificent light rain in the distance even has the divine pattern of the secret of the word "bing".

"What a good method, worthy of being a descendant of the ancient heaven..." Yan Ming thought of other things and suddenly understood everything.

A hundred generations ago, there was such a black hand. With a slight fiddle and a drop of the hand, a very prosperous inheritance was completely destroyed.

"Want to test that woman's condition? To see if she's still alive..."

Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed, and golden flames surged with his breath. He finally understood the cause and effect of the tragedy that happened six thousand years ago.

Judging from the results, Emperor Yuhua did not seem to get a satisfactory result, because the woman did not make any move at all.

But to some extent, the woman's death, or her poor condition and inability to care for others, is an acceptable outcome.

"Push the emperor's body into petrification, return the acquired to the innate, and reverse the Holy Spirit's divine fetus..." Yan Ming muttered to himself, very curious about the nine-orifice and eight-hole stone man in the picture.

This is a whole new road!

In the late stage of the Great Ruler, the ancient emperor of the Yuhua Star Domain returns and walks the path of the Holy Spirit. The difficulty of achieving the Great Perfection is self-evident and is not much easier than living the next life.

The thirty emperors throughout the ages are all immortals!
If Yan Ming could understand the mystery of the Reverse Holy Spirit, it would definitely have a miraculous effect on himself!

"As for Tianxuan's actions, Yuhua may have just added fuel to the fire. The key still lies with the master." Yan Ming had disheveled black hair and a captivating light in his eyes. He had his own understanding of the past event.

Even a quasi-emperor cannot suppress his desire for becoming an immortal, let alone a half-step quasi-emperor.

As for the conspiracy involved, it is really insignificant to the existence of the Yakuza.

History should be broad rather than detailed. Duan De used to be the Lord of Tribulation and the Emperor of Hell.

The darkness and curses of the Origin Dao since ancient times, the strange existence of the Origin God and the Origin Ghost, may be just an experiment in interest, but the consequences are very serious...

A small ceremony recreates a scene buried in the years.

Yan Ming paused for a long moment before removing the altar and ascending to the Thirty-Sixth Heaven. The final small world contained eighty-one ancient temples, all of which contained sage formations, hence their preservation to this day.

This is a relic of the ancient times. It has been eroded by more than 200,000 years and is full of the vicissitudes of time. It is like an ancient relic that will last forever.

Randomly step into an ancient temple, where there are many precious stone carvings. The insights of the ancient sages have turned into tangible words, densely covering the top of the temple, mysterious and gorgeous. The ancient characters are flashing, and the imprints of the ancient sages' divine thoughts are vibrating, resonating with the Tao.

Yan Mingdaojie's golden eyes flashed with light. Ordinary scriptures were almost useless to him, but some were different, allowing him to discover the mystery.

The ancient stele in the center of the temple looks ordinary, but inside it is the insights left by a great sage of wood. It involves the evolution of plants and trees, and contains the true meaning of endless life. But in the end, it goes from life to death, involving the attack of underworld fire, and has lofty intentions.

Only by facing death can you live!
Mediation between life and death, fire comes from extreme wood!
This kind of Taoist thought is very special, integrating the meaning of life and death, the fusion of wood and fire, even Yan Ming was moved by it, which is exactly the opposite of the path he is currently taking.

He landed in front of the bluestone inscription, silently comprehending it, and calmly imprinted each symbol into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, fragments of the Dao contained in the ancient monument rushed out, and that ancient and primitive aura permeated Yan Ming's entire body.

In an instant, there seemed to be a Taoist in gray clothes in front of him, and behind him was a Jianmu tree reaching into the sky, as if it was creating the world, witnessing the secret of origin, and capturing the vague traces of the original avenue.

Suddenly, the lush green Jianmu tree withered and died, its remaining roots ignited with the fire of transformation, and the aura of destruction was overwhelming, drowning everything...

It took a full three hours for Yan Ming to wake up. The azure energy in his eyes became more and more vibrant, resonating with the stone tablet in front of him, and he gained a huge benefit.

This is a rare opportunity!

In a sense, this is better than any other gain, making his Tao more perfect and integrating some of its shortcomings!
"Good times will come after bad times, life and death will be reversed... This kind of perception is definitely not something an ordinary great sage can possess." Yan Ming commented, and at the end he shook his sleeves and took the ancient bluestone tablet in, leaving it for careful contemplation in the future.

There are many temples, and inside them are ancient characters and stone carvings, which seem to have life, carrying the hard work of the saints of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

The inscriptions came out one after another, and a few great scriptures were found at the back, but they were all ordinary and nothing that would catch people's eyes.

"The ancient sage of the wood path just now, with his talent, can definitely become a quasi-emperor." Yan Ming put away another blood-red stele, which was also left by the great sage, but it was far inferior to the wooden stele just now.

He continued forward and smelled a sandalwood scent that brought peace of mind. It was the scent of incense, which could help people quickly enter the state of Taoism.

Yan Ming pushed open the door of the hall and saw an incense burner used for offering sacrifices to gods. It was engraved with clouds, mountains, flowers, birds, fish, insects, etc. Smoke was everywhere and there was a piece of purple ebony in the burner.

Looking at it with Daojie's golden eyes, it turned out to be a red sandalwood of the semi-god tree level!

That incense burner is also extremely extraordinary. It contains divine patterns that can attract underground dragon energy and condense the rhyme of Tao. This method is truly against the will of heaven.

"A broken branch, where is the root?" Yan Ming picked up the copper furnace and was very interested in the real red sandalwood tree.

There are very few semi-divine medicines in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, even more scarce than the elixir of immortality. If you can find one, take root in the Holy Cliff, and gain enlightenment every day, it would be a wonderful thing.

He deduced the heaven and earth and even recited ancient sacrificial words. Finally, his soul glowed and he saw a vast ocean.

An ancient tree like black gold takes root in the eye of the sea, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, with a magnificent appearance. The lavender branches and leaves sway in the wind, like stars, bright and unforgettable.

This ancestral root was not destroyed in the catastrophe more than 200,000 years ago.

"It's actually in Ziwei." Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed. He had never expected it to be there, and then he snorted.

If it were other sources of life, it would take some effort, but Ziwei is simple.

It just so happened that Holy Cliff was lacking a semi-divine medicine, and now it has been replenished.

After passing through hundreds of palaces, Yan Ming gained a lot. In addition to scriptures, he also got more than 30 pieces of Nine Heavens Divine Jade, Purple Flame Divine Jade, Azure Divine Jade, Red Jade King, and Blood Diamond, all the sizes of human heads.

There are also other magical materials such as five-color iron essence, Daluo silver essence, and Thousand Illusions Galaxy Magic Sand.

The second to last palace is the Sutra Library of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty. There are hundreds of engraved pictures on the walls, and the sun, moon and stars are twinkling on them. Yan Ming pointed his finger, and the whole palace suddenly became brighter and more dazzling.

He found the secret room mentioned in "The Great Ruler", exhaled a breath of true fire, purified everything along the way, and successfully obtained the star map of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

What I see before my eyes is like an endless starry sky, like a universe stretching before me, with a sense of grandeur and immensity pervading.

Among them are four special stars, purple, blue, yellow and green, which rotate continuously and shine in various starlights. They are not only the coordinates of the universe, but also the key to open the five-color altar of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

"Ziwei, Earth, and the other two should also be emperor stars..." Yan Ming took away the entire star map, and then ascended to the central heavenly palace, where he found the complete text of the Feathering Scripture, engraved on a Feathering lapis lazuli book. There were even remnants of quasi-emperor scriptures in the palace, shining brightly, and all kinds of divine materials were laid out.

In the original timeline, the Yuhua Immortal Scripture was fought over by a group of ancient royal families and imperial forces, but now it has fallen into Yan Ming's hands.

The last one is the five-colored altar. It is built against the mountain and is incomplete. The main body was cut off by the ancients. In fact, this dark red mountain is heavier than the stars. It was originally a base made by cutting down stars in ancient times.

"boom!"

Yan Ming used his great magical powers to make the Chaos Green Lotus expand the earth veins and pull up the entire mountain range. Amidst a loud bang, he broke away from the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple and soared directly into the sky.

Zhongzhou was shocked. Many people saw this scene and found it difficult to remain calm.

A green lotus opened up the chaotic sky, carrying a mountain across the universe. After a flash, it disappeared in the Eastern Wasteland and escaped into the Holy Cliff.

The news that the Yuhua Ancestral Temple had been breached soon became unconcealable. Yan Ming even dug away the mountain in the end. The news was so loud that many people flocked to the ancient ruins and found the gap in space that had been cut open by the ancient emperor's soldiers.

Led by the Huolin Cave, more than ten ancient clans were connected. An ancestor king took out the Zuqi staff and stepped into it. The scene inside made everyone silent.

The thirty-six small worlds were wiped out, and the dust left by the burning divine flames was everywhere.

"That person did it too thoroughly, leaving nothing behind." An ancestor king appeared and searched every corner, but was helpless.

“Even the murals were stripped away.”

In the Yuhua Temple, a woman with aqua-blue hair stretched out her bare hands, gently stroked the broken walls, and groaned.

She was gifted with psychic powers and was an expert treasure hunter. Her intuition told her that this place once held countless sacred treasures, but now nothing was left, as someone had gotten there first...

The Golden Cave welcomes a distinguished guest today, an envoy from the Holy Cliff, who brings valuable gifts that are priceless. Not only are there magical materials and ancient scriptures, but there is even a branch of the elixir of immortality, which is radiant with purple and lingers with endless charm.

Even the Golden King was alarmed and came out in person to meet the envoy.

"Qilin branch, as expected... I guessed correctly, there is a magical medicine growing in the holy cliff." The golden goddess stroked the tender branch that looked like purple jade, her expression very calm, but her hand was too strong, and it was obvious that her mood was fluctuating.

The lavish gift that had shocked the ancient king did not arouse her interest at all, and her mood had rarely changed since she was born.

She will hold an engagement ceremony with Yan Ming soon, and at this moment the Golden Monkey King is discussing an auspicious date with the messenger.

"It's time for me to cut off the Dao!" The Golden Goddess whispered softly.

(End of this chapter)