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

Chapter 110: Do not bring the imperial army to the meeting in the Yaochi Lake during the ten-month period

The sun, a golden crow, climbed high in the sky once more, and billions of rays of light descended upon the earth, cascading down onto the dark, rolling mountain ridges, painting the ancient forbidden area a dark gold. The clouds drifted like piercings of translucent crepe, reflecting a dazzling rainbow of colors.

"Flowers of life and death, pearls emanating from the sky, withered trees growing jade, butterflies transforming into seals, golden cicadas shedding their molts of jade...

"In the ten directions of the world, plants, trees, and scales all manifest the Dharma. Withered vines weave garlands, sweet springs gush forth from mossy rocks, rotten grass becomes fireflies, and rotten wood grows purple fungus..."

The sound of chanting came from the depths of Yangting. In the brilliant golden palace, a Taoist with loose black hair sat next to the Qilin magic medicine. Around him, the light of transformation was everywhere. Even the holy cliff was flowing with the meaning of the scriptures. The divine sound was endless, like the roar of Huangzhong and Dalu.

In the end, large patches of pure white feathers bloomed, and Yan Ming's body became more and more ethereal. The divine purple gold lamp was lingering in the chaos, and actually a human-shaped creature appeared. It was flying like a fairy, with light raindrops and clouds and mist everywhere, and it was very holy.

"Transform into a feather under the vast sea, and ascend to the ninth heaven..."

The vast sound of Tao spread, and many people were awakened. They subconsciously looked up at the sky above the nine realms of the void. Even the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi from ten thousand years ago was stunned for a moment. She couldn't help but move forward, realizing the true meaning. Her body seemed to be bathed in fairy rain, making it increasingly clear-headed.

"The true meaning of transformation... No, this is not my way..." Yang Yi recognized the source of this Taoism, frowned slightly, and a desire to worship the shadow of the flying fairy arose in his heart.

This is a Taoist secret technique. It does no harm, but there is a mysterious substance that cleanses her body, causing subtle changes in her body, bringing her close to becoming a flying fairy.

Her crown shone, and the light of the holy way shone down, drawing a prison on the ground, enveloping the secluded purple wooden hut...

Inside the Golden Palace, Yan Ming was contemplating the ancient imperial scripture he had obtained from the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple. After a long time, he opened his eyes, and his gaze became brighter.

"The feather cocoon, the divine fetus... It is mainly for the sublimation of the physical body, so it is called feather transformation, which aims to transcend the human world." Yan Ming said to himself. The feather transformation sutra focuses on metamorphosis and excavating the potential of the body. When it is cultivated to a certain level, it can be reborn and emerge as a butterfly from the cocoon. Just a brief enlightenment has brought him great gains.

Comparing it with the two martial arts of the ruthless lineage, the contrast is very clear, which makes people draw inferences from one instance to another.

This feeling is very mysterious, similar to the relationship between Hengyu Furnace and Lihuo Furnace.

The Metamorphosis Sutra re-baptizes the body, and through condensing the essence of the ten directions, it continues to metamorphose, unlocking the potential chains deep within the body, making the life form more spiritual and powerful.

After reaching the Great Perfection in cultivation, a "feather cocoon" will be formed, which is similar to the "divine fetus" in the Immortal Heavenly Art. However, the latter is too demonic, and uses all its past as fuel to escape into the road of life and death.

In comparison, the Yuhua Xianjing seems to be an orthodox Taoist school. Although it also requires eating clouds and drinking spirits and absorbing some spiritual things between heaven and earth, it is not outstanding in its devouring attributes.

Yan Ming will definitely not take the same path, but he can refer to it, comprehend that state of mind, and compare it with his own path, which will be of great motivation.

"As expected of an existence that can reverse the Holy Spirit, his talent is amazing." Yan Ming shook his head with a smile on his face. In the past, he had obtained ancient scriptures such as the 'Hengyu Sutra' and the 'Taihuang Sutra', but they involved too many causes and effects and could not serve as the foundation of a religion. He only had the Taiyin Sutra to suppress his luck.

Unlike the Yuhua Sutra, the ancient divine dynasty has been destroyed and cause and effect have been eliminated.

It was more than 700,000 years later when Emperor Yuhua reversed the situation and the Holy Spirit returned.

This is good news for the Sun Heavenly Court. Important figures can read it, and the tribesmen can also be taught it. The overall combat power and cultivation will be promoted.

By the time Ye Tong enters the Four Poles Secret Realm and completes the Sun Sutra, he will have three Emperor Sutras.

"It is enough to establish a great religion." Yan Ming had black hair draped over his shoulders, and a Daojie divine pattern dotted his brows, like a golden ocean undulating, with large amounts of light rain falling, making the surroundings extremely sacred.

An Miaoyi knelt aside, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her clear eyes staring intently at the person in front of her, a holy light flowing on her face, and her soft hair, facing the tiny spots of light coming down from the curtains, appeared a colorful golden color.

Several years have passed since she presented her dance. Last night, when she was half asleep and half awake, she fell into the clouds and dreamed that a golden fairy crow was embracing her and the sun was hitting her. When she woke up, she found out that she was pregnant.

Xiantai monks can look inward and know the situation at the moment of conception, whether it is a boy or a girl, and can even deduce information such as future appearance.

In just a moment, she seemed to have become completely different, like fallen catkins drifting in the wind, finding a pure land to take root, and her soul felt unprecedented peace.

Time was wrinkled, and she was about to become the mother of a new life. From then on, there was one more relative in the world, who was connected to her by blood and became an indispensable part of her life.

If she was just a little girl who was greedy for her husband's tenderness before, she had a new bond in her heart after she became pregnant. In short, she was going to be a mother, and the blood-related child would occupy a very important part of her life.

Even if the blood awakening ceremony would be postponed because of this child, she didn't care at all.

Unlike An Miaoyi's confused mood, Yan Ming seemed much calmer and was even able to quietly comprehend the ancient scriptures. After all, it was only less than half a day.

Having children is normal!
It would be abnormal if there isn’t one!

Similarly, having wives and concubines is indeed a normal reaction, and being chaste and having few desires is just deliberately suppressing one's own desires.

In The Great Ruler, the fifth generation Heavenly Master Zhang Lin and the Saint of Yao Chi, Yang Yi, had a love as strong as gold. After they separated, Uncle Zhang was unhappy, but it did not affect him from finding another woman to marry and leaving behind children.

There is also Ning Fei, one of the four great gods.

He was unable to love the Immortal Queen, and felt regret in his heart. Even after thousands of years, he could not let it go. In the end, it turned into an obsession, making it difficult for him to be in harmony with the will of heaven.

Yan Ming asked himself honestly that he was far from being able to love someone to such an extent that he was desperate.

However, the existence of the Heavenly Queen did not hinder Ning Fei from finding a wife or leaving behind a bloodline. Even after sealing himself in the Divine Source, Ning Fei still cared about his descendants and even reached out to kill a Quasi-Emperor. If Ye Tong had such an ancestor, the Ancient Sun Cult would have been able to flourish from ancient times to the present day.

This is the real backer ancestor!

"My life has been like walking on thin ice, and my only wish is to build a foundation and spend my life with my wife." Yan Ming said to himself, still following the logic of an old Chinese man at heart.

The Heaven-shading version of [One acre of land, three cows, a wife and children, and a warm bed]: He established the Sun Heaven Palace, reclaimed a few acres of medicinal fields, and diverted divine spring water for irrigation. He had seven or eight plants of immortality medicine, and raised a few immortal fairy phoenixes to tease him from time to time. He walked in the mortal world with the ancient emperor's daughter, the emperor's daughter, the princess, and the saint. He had many descendants and established the Yanming clan.

Perhaps in the future, there will be people who proudly say that they possess one quarter of the Yan Ming clan’s true blood.

Transform the Nine Heavens using a foreign land as a template.

This idea has been in Yan Ming's mind for a long time. While he was thinking, the light rain on his body became more and more ethereal. The purple medicinal soil beside him was emitting a fragrant aroma, and occasionally blood-red crystals appeared. The Qilin was swaying with fairy light, as if it was stretching its body.

"Is the soil used up so quickly..." Yan Ming picked up a handful of purple soil and felt the medicinal power inside fading.

After the sacrifice to the owner of the bronze coffin, the flame of the ancient universe resonated with the elixir of immortality. The three took root in the five-colored human skin of the Immortal Emperor, producing a special origin of heaven and earth that could nourish fire and wood, which was the most magical.

After some experiments, Yan Ming realized that he had obtained a pot of the Sky-Covering Version of the Soil of All Things, and it was also a version that had the ability to devour things. It absorbed the essence and blood of living things and fed back the medicinal power, which made him very happy.

But soon the joy faded.

It is not easy to make nourishing medicine!
It makes sense that this kind of thing is exclusive to the Supreme Being, especially after being baptized by the Fairy Fire of Time and traveling through thousands of years to grow into a peak body, it is even more picky and there is a risk of running away at any time.

Even if they ran away, Yan Ming could only watch and had no way to deal with these two ancestors.

The complete elixir of immortality can be captured by no one except the emperor.

As proud as Yan Ming was, he had never licked the ancient princess and had a proud heart, but when faced with two mature immortality pills, he could only hope that they would stay in a negotiating tone and signed an unequal treaty.

A sacred spring must be found for them within five hundred years, and the medicinal properties of the Emperor's Soil must be guaranteed during this process.

In return, the Kirin Medicine and the Humanoid Medicine will each produce a fruit.

Yan Ming was not a bloodthirsty person. He only wanted to meditate and gain enlightenment, and cultivate his body and mind. However, for the sake of this pot of purple soil, he had no choice but to return to his old ways...

Soon, news spread from the Northern Territory that the Lord of the Holy Cliff and the Ancient Princess had arrived at the Golden Cave, and later visited the Divine Silkworm Ridge. While at the Divine Silkworm Clan, the three royal clans united and issued a statement.

"Don't bring the imperial soldiers to the meeting at Yaochi in Xunyue. Anyone who violates this will be attacked by all races!" Yan Ming spoke in a sonorous tone, and his words were resounding. Behind him stood two great saints from the ancient royal family. This scene shocked the world.

An old elder from the ancient clan responded first, and it was the Great Sage Hun Tuo.

"Who is this old man?"

Many human beings were puzzled, and were almost petrified after learning about the deeds of the Great Sage Hun Tuo. This was actually an ancient man who had challenged the Fighting Saint Emperor and was praised by the last ancient emperor of the ancient times.

"A beautiful place is not permanent, a grand feast is hard to come by again. Yao Chi discusses the coexistence of all races, and harmony should be the most valuable." This is a very ordinary old man. Rather than being from an ancient tribe, he is more like a human. He looks like an old man in the countryside, even the way he dresses is like that.

However, when he showed up, many ancient kings knelt down and called him "Great Sage". Even several cave masters and mountain masters of the ancient royal family saluted him very solemnly and respectfully.

"Greetings to the Great Sage Hun Tuo." Even the clan leaders of the Golden Cave and the Divine Silkworm Ridge were no exception and stepped forward to pay their respects.

Yan Ming was silent for a while, feeling that this Yao Chi Conference might be earth-shattering, after all, the God of Misfortune had personally confirmed it.

Soon, the ancestral kings showed up at the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, the Fire Scale Cave, the Blood Phoenix Mountain, and the Primitive Lake, bringing instructions from the great sage of the tribe, stating that the ancient imperial soldiers would not be used during the Yaochi event.

The content of the Divine Silkworm Alliance spread, shaking the world for a time, and had a profound impact. The rampant ancient tribes were all frightened and became much quieter, fearing Yan Ming's reaction.

This change made many human sects feel relieved and felt that peace was just around the corner.

"The Flame Saint's move blocked hundreds of rivers and turned the tide eastward, truly reflecting the legacy of ancient sages and possessing a broad mind that is far beyond the reach of ancient clans like the Divine Valley and the Blue Demon Clan."

"The Holy Spirit Royal Family flows with the invincible royal blood of ancient times. Although they suffered a disaster in the ancient times, they have now been rebuilt after being destroyed. Perhaps in this life, another Imperial Fire Spirit will be born."

"If the Flame Saint doesn't come out, what will happen to the sky!"

In the various regions of Beidou, many people talked about it and regarded Yan Ming as the savior of the human race. After discussion, several major holy places in the Central Region announced to the world that the Fire Demon Ridge was officially renamed the Fire Emperor Ridge. For a time, even the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit that had been destroyed in the Tianduan Mountains was successfully overturned, and its reputation quickly reversed, becoming one of the victims of the Devouring Demon Disaster.

"Perhaps we can get in touch with them. This spirit has established a faith in the Great Sacred Body, and temples are everywhere, unlike other ancient tribes."

Somewhere in Zhongzhou, an old man with a strange light in his eyes tried to touch the Holy Cliff, but was stopped by someone who thought it was not the right time.

Time passed day by day, and the Yaochi Conference was getting closer and closer. Yan Ming stayed in Shencanling for several days.

By sending back the little divine silkworm, the younger brother of the Silkworm Emperor, he successfully gained the friendship of the Divine Silkworm Ridge. Although the great sage of the tribe did not say it explicitly, his intention to support him was already very clear.

Yan Ming bid farewell to the silkworm tribe and boarded the chariot with the Golden Goddess, but was stopped on the way back.

"Where is the Heavenly Prince? Fellow Daoist Ao Sheng, please give me an explanation." The Silver Moon Heavenly King appeared, followed by several ancient kings. They came with ill intentions and carried the will of a big shot.

"roll."

Yan Ming put his hands behind his back and spoke calmly. He had an indescribable aura, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he looked down at everyone indifferently.

"you……"

Silver Moon King's eyes jumped wildly. He didn't expect that a test would have such a result.

Damn Fire Spirit, so arrogant!

"Do you think you are invincible, fellow Daoist? You should know that there are great saints in this world. I have come to ask you on the orders of the Great Saint Kunzhou." Silver Moon Heavenly King sighed softly.

Then, his expression turned cold again. He looked at Yan Ming, examining him with a certain ruthlessness, and said, "Ancient Emperor Mountain has been breached, and a Heavenly King-level being has looted the Eternal God Vault. No matter who it is, if they kill the descendants of the ancient gods, all races will be enraged."

Yan Ming said nothing, his left eye tightly closed, his right eye emitting a Dao Jie Xian Guang, a dark purple fierce spear cut through the sky, making a sound like a crow's cry, and pierced straight into the forehead of the Silver Moon Heavenly King.

"Flame King, you...are so outrageous?!"

Silver Moon Heavenly King was stunned, having completely unprepared for such a war. He was instantly enraged. Instantly, his mighty power was overwhelming, a terrifying aura blanketing the heavens, like a sea of ​​​​stars boiling. His face darkened, and he quickly erupted, summoning a nine-story divine jade pagoda, radiating light, ready to unleash a devastating blow.

"The divine prohibition can indeed go against the will of heaven, but except for the Ancient Emperor, no one can stay in the divine prohibition area forever. Today I will crush all your pride." The Silver Moon King felt grim in his heart. He knew the other party's true realm, which was a whole realm away from him.

The eight prohibitions are difficult to defy heaven, and the divine prohibitions are impossible to penetrate. He wants to see how powerful this peerless fire spirit who has been crowned the fourth immortal king is.

"Your Highness, Silver Moon Heavenly King, please stop."

A cave master of the Golden Clan spoke up, trying to resolve the conflict. During this process, Yan Ming did not move his body, but a terrifying power of divine consciousness blossomed from his brows. He used the secret of the word "bing" to activate the dark purple spear and stabbed it out indifferently.

It was too fast, faster than anyone’s eyes and faster than anyone’s reaction!
A purple-black lightning pierced the sky, blood rain splattered, and the sound of bones breaking and blood splashing was heard. The spear mixed with quasi-emperor-level purple gold shattered the chain of order and was indestructible.

The silver-robed man only let out a short and quick scream. Yan Ming's face was indifferent, and he nailed the jumper to the ground with a spear.

"what!"

King Silver Moon was covered in blood, prostrating himself on the ground, feeling extremely humiliated. He struggled and twisted desperately, but could not shake the purple spear.

The ancient king was like a madman, unable to accept this result. Was it the divine ban? Or something else? He was defeated, unable to even withstand a single blow. He had no idea that his opponent's soul had entered the realm of the Sage King.

Blood flowed down the gun barrel, which was shocking. Yan Ming sat steadily on the divine chariot, with the ancient princess beside him. The picture froze here.

"It's just a spear, but this is the result..." The Golden Goddess was silent, and the previous stab appeared in her eyes, which was amazing and terrifying.

The ancient kings who came with the Silver Moon Sky King were in an uproar and trembled with fear. Under the pressure of fighting spirit, they knelt down one by one, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"He relies on the ancient imperial weapons, but his methods are so cruel..."

There was a terrifying demonic sound in the void that split the sky. The real leader carved the array pattern and wanted to attack from a distance. Suddenly, the aura of the ancient imperial soldiers flowed. Led by the Great Sage, it was about to destroy the world. However, before he arrived, he was stopped.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so cold? Your murderous intent is too shocking." Suddenly, a domain gate opened, and the voice of the Golden King came out, stopping Kun Zhou.

His true body actually came to Kunzhou's cave, blocked it, sat down cross-legged, and prevented Kunzhou from taking action, confronting him.

"Golden King, please just stand by and watch!" said the Great Sage Kunzhou, with divine light surrounding him and full of confidence.

"Borrowing an ancient imperial weapon and using it as someone else's pawn is ridiculous."

Yan Ming opened his mouth, his mind moved slightly, and the field suddenly erupted with an extremely shrill roar. The body of the Silver Moon King was torn into pieces, and blood rained down like a waterfall. It was all carried away by a purple gold gourd. Suddenly, the entire Northern Territory was in turmoil, and all the ancient clans were horrified.

The Golden Goddess' pupils constricted. She couldn't believe what she saw. The other party really dared to take action. This person was someone who had the potential to become a great sage.

The Yao Chi Conference hasn't even started yet, but it's already going to make a big splash?

"Junior!"

At the moment when the Silver Moon King fell, an earth-shaking roar erupted from the cave of the Great Sage Kunzhou in the Northern Territory. The sound shook all the realms and the stars in the sky shook.

(End of this chapter)