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

Chapter 131: Ketu Rahu Eternal Destruction, Sacrifice Clan

The red sandalwood tree appeared, revealing a hazy face. It was surprising to see a bit of sourness and harshness in a tree.

Obviously, the two have known each other for a long time, and it is not as simple as it seems.

Yan Ming shook his sleeves and used the power of the law to pick the fruit of the star tree. In an instant, several balls of light appeared in front of him.

The silver-purple fruits are in different states, just like the stars in the universe, but they are the size of a palm, crystal clear, and have a strong fragrance that cannot be dissolved.

This is the Dao fruit of the demigod tree. It shines like the sun and contains the power of the morning star. It is a treasure for creatures who practice the Great Way of Stars. It can even extend the life of powerful cultivators by 1,500 years.

Over the ages, four or five semi-divine medicines have been born in the Ziwei star field, but only these two have survived. Through them, we can get a glimpse of the elegance of the ancient Ziwei monks.

"The Fusang tree is in the north. Unfortunately, even if I retrieve the divine consciousness of the Sun Emperor, I still cannot obtain this tree..."

Yan Ming's eyes moved as he sealed up the four semi-god fruits and added the Chaos Green Lotus to tightly bind the Star Tree from head to toe.

"This is the only treatment you get for fermented bean curd." He said, and planted another pure lotus fire seed on the tree without any mercy.

The sacred tree and ancient medicine are like a beautiful lady in ice and snow!

Never expect a beautiful woman to win your heart.

Without the supreme imperial weapon, there would be no harvest today. Yan Ming saw this very clearly.

The rosewood is silent, with only the branches and leaves swaying, and the air filled with purple mist, which makes one feel a sense of grief for the foxes as they mourn the death of the rabbit.

Before it could deliver its speech in the prisoner-of-war camp, Yan Ming's gaze had already fallen on it. To be more precise, he had fallen on the sparks on the brilliant branches, which were extremely bright.

"Does that Quasi-Emperor of the Stars have any inheritance? Where is his tomb? I have a genius of the Star Dao under my command who may be able to inherit the mantle of the sage." He said seriously.

Faced with the wealthy heir of the imperial family, Rosewood was very happy to lead the way, and he never thought that there were any operations of digging up graves and tombs in this world.

It was ignorant and its true intelligence was only four or five years old. It just thought that Yan Ming had good intentions and wanted to inherit the quasi-emperor scriptures of the ancient times and carry them forward.

This was also the wish of the quasi-emperor before his death.

Yan Ming entered Shenzhou, a place where Taoism flourished.

Following the fingerprints of the red sandalwood, he came to a mountain range. A sky full of red kapok flowers followed him all the way. Each one was bright red and exuded a faint fragrance.

Deep in this wilderness, there are lakes of all sizes scattered across the landscape. Under the sunlight, they are colorful and the scenery is extraordinary.

"I remember there should be a mountain here..."

"Over the past hundred thousand years, the world has undergone tremendous changes. Have the tombs been flooded by the sea and sunk to the bottom of the lake?"

The white light of transformation fell, Yan Ming stopped in the sky, his eyes were golden, and there was a divine light flowing in the depths of his pupils. That was the trajectory of the Great Dao, which could break through illusions and see the truth.

Soon, he found a surviving quasi-emperor rune in the lake. It looked like rotten copper, broken and dim, and bore the mark of time.

Under the erosion of time, even divine materials like Thousand Illusions Galaxy Sand have rotted away.

There may have once been a complete quasi-emperor formation diagram here, but time has passed and everything has changed.

Yan Ming walked out on the lake waves and drove straight into the water for nine kilometers, where he found an underwater relic. Just as he had imagined, the tomb had collapsed, the ancient formations were broken, and the remaining ruins could barely block the saint. A purple copper coffin fell alone in the corner, mostly buried in mud and sand. It no longer looked sacred and was about to be erased by time.

Not far away, there were a few piles of rotten black wood. They might be the relatives of the quasi-emperor, who had long since returned to dust.

Yan Ming looked at the bronze coffin, sighed softly, and his eyes seemed to have spanned a hundred thousand years.

Who would have thought that a quasi-emperor from the ancient times would have such a final outcome.

Desolate mountains and wilderness, dusty rivers and lakes.

Life and death rise and fall in the blink of an eye. When he was alive, he ruled over a region, overlooking the universe, and traveled across the human world for more than ten thousand years, but now it is so desolate.

Even if he is a quasi-emperor, everything will be in vain after his death, and he will no longer be able to control his affairs after death.

"Even if you possess a semi-divine elixir that can extend your life by two thousand years, you still can't escape the cycle of life and death..."

Yan Ming whispered, walked over the remaining formation, shook off the mud and sand, and saw the full picture of the copper coffin. This was an inner coffin, only about two meters and three meters long, covered with intricate and exquisite patterns, dotted with stars. The material used was extraordinary, a kind of copper that could be used to cast a great sacred vessel.

The secret coffin was dull and the copper material on the outermost side had lost its divinity, and even moss had grown on some parts of it.

"Oh!"

Yan Ming snapped his fingers and opened the coffin lid. In an instant, a dazzling purple light shot up into the sky. The runes of the avenue intertwined and spread outward, illuminating the entire lake.

"Hey!"

An ancient bow, as if condensed from billions of blood rainbows, the moment it was born, chaotic phoenix energy surged, and wisps of murderous energy rose up, extremely terrifying. The only arrow was purple and crystal clear, emitting a quasi-emperor-level aura.

"It's actually a bow embryo, mixed with Phoenix Blood Red Gold and Divine Mark Purple Gold."

A divine glint flashed in the depths of Yan Ming's eyes. He was very familiar with the aura of immortal gold and sensed it immediately. He could see clearly that the bow and arrow contained a certain amount of immortal gold, fused together with the quasi-emperor-level divine material. Not only was the bowstring made of phoenix blood red gold.

The stars are like a waterfall, shocking the world, and Ketu and Rahu will disappear forever!

A divine light flashed, and at the bottom of the lake, a bow and an arrow carried the divine mark of the Heavenly Phoenix, and a large piece of purple fire rose into the sky. It was extremely powerful and holy, oppressing all living beings around it, and the pressure was as surging as the vast ocean.

The quasi-imperial god awakens, and sees the light of day again after thousands of years!
It glanced at the demigod tree and the black-haired man, then looked at the decaying and dilapidated ancient cemetery and sighed.

"Buzz!"

The light danced, like floating light or a comet, and the ancient bow gently fell into Yan Ming's hands. It felt warm to the touch, carrying the true meaning of the Three Thousand Flames.

"Rahu's bow, Ketu's arrows... and the Nine Stars as weapons."

He stroked the bow and arrow, and then his eyes suddenly became sharp. He held the bow tightly with his left hand, twisted the arrow with his right hand and pulled the bow. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and you could see that all the stars in the sky gathered together in brilliance. Shenzhou was like the eye of the starry sky and sea. Then he drew on the infinite power of the stars and condensed it all on a wisp of arrow feather.

"What a magic weapon!"

Yan Ming released the phoenix blood red gold string and felt an extreme star power. The quasi-emperor who forged this weapon was definitely extraordinary.

At this moment, the god spoke and said that he had experienced seven great disasters beyond the holy realm.

"No wonder, a quasi-emperor of the seventh heaven, who has reached a high level, is completely different from an ordinary quasi-emperor." Yan Ming stroked the arrow feathers and had a universal respect for the sage.

It doesn't matter a person's character, just look at everything in the world from his perspective.

Mingde from outside the domain wanted to seize his inheritance. In Yan Ming's eyes, this quasi-emperor was extremely evil. If there was a day of revenge, he would definitely settle accounts with him and completely destroy all traces of his existence.

Ziwei died and his teachings disappeared, but he left behind his inheritance and magical weapons. To him, these were great virtues in the world, and a temple could be built to worship him.

Not long after, Yan Ming found another scripture, called the Nine Stars Scripture, which expounded the Taoist doctrine of the stars and was extremely mysterious. Even Yan Ming, who had read more than ten imperial scriptures, could not help but nod and approve of the other party's method.

In addition to Taoist soldiers and scriptures, there was only a nearly rotten token and a broken jade suit left in the bronze coffin.

The Ziwei Quasi-Emperor did not leave behind any corpse after his transformation, which did not surprise Yan Ming.

But that token was different. He took out a purple divine token and placed it next to the rotten bronze. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth, one sacred, the other rotten, but both contained a true meaning of vicissitudes of life.

"Another ultimate token." Yan Ming showed surprise and recognized this strange object because he had seen more than one.

Duan De also had one, which was also tattered and very similar to the bronze order that Yan Ming had in front of him.

There was an ancient rune engraved on the token, which was not the ancient divine language, but the human language.

"Stars..." Yan Ming narrowed his eyes and thought carefully, thinking of the first time Beidou became an immortal in the story of the Great Ruler.

At that time, seven supreme beings were born, and one of them happened to be using the stars to prove his truth, a forbidden secret technique: 'The stars have been falling in the west for eternity'.

Furthermore, subsequent evidence proved that a human emperor died in battle on the road to becoming an immortal.

It seems that in the early ancient times, there was an ancient star emperor outside the domain who was suspected to be a human.

"Is he a descendant of the Supreme? No, there have only been two emperors and one king in Ziwei since ancient times. It should be that the ancient quasi-emperor got it from other star fields." Yan Ming guessed and asked the Yaogong god.

"I don't know."

The god admitted that it had not accompanied its old master since his weak days, but was refined by collecting the essence of minerals from heaven and earth after the latter achieved the status of quasi-emperor.

The quasi-emperor from a hundred thousand years ago was blessed with good fortune in his later years. He obtained semi-divine medicine and immortal gold in succession and reached the pinnacle of his life.

Yan Ming was calm about this response. Having one more ancient emperor order was a good thing no matter what.

The only regret is that the body was not found.

Otherwise, the flame of the ancient universe might be able to recreate the soul and allow a star Taoist to emerge from the Holy Cliff.

Having said that, Hua Yunfei is also a good seedling. Even if he has lost the inheritance of a ruthless person, if he can enter the heaven and be given the Nine Lights Sutra, he can become a quasi-emperor.

This world is truly glorious, with talented people everywhere...

The first archaeological battle ended, and Yan Ming asked about the remains of the second quasi-emperor.

The rosewood had experienced nirvana once, but its memory was unclear, while the star tree that was fed with fermented bean curd was stubborn and seemed uncooperative.

It was very dissatisfied with Yan Ming for forcibly picking the fruit, but on the other hand, it attached too much importance to external objects and believed that if it were not for the imperial weapon blocking it, the other party would never be able to catch it.

Yan Ming was not annoyed about this, but it was impossible for him to coax her.

He only lowered his head once when facing the two immortal elixirs. Otherwise, even if a quasi-emperor was in front of him, he was not afraid and remained true to his nature.

Rather be upright than yield!

Unruly and warlike!
This is the nature deep within the Sun Golden Crow's bloodline, and naturally it won't change because of a star tree...

"It is already a great opportunity to obtain the divine treasure left by a quasi-emperor. Now that we have Long, why look for Shu? It is better to return home."

Yan Ming smiled, put the Rahu bow and Ketu arrows into the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and returned to the Ziwei Palace (which was transformed from the Yuhua Ancestral Temple) with the two semi-god trees. He then went back to the Holy Cliff without stopping through the Five-Colored Altar.

This trip to Ziwei was quite fruitful.

In addition to these visible ones, there are other divine objects that have not been counted.

There is a Taiyin Divine Pool of extremely high quality and a Star Spring. In terms of water quality, it is rare in the world except for the Forbidden Zone of Life. Perhaps it can be called a Semi-God Spring.

The purple coffin in which the quasi-emperor buried himself left behind traces of the transformation of a great sage, which is equally rare.

The Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire deep in the Holy Cliff have added new members, two more demigod springs and two demigod trees.

In Yan Ming's opinion, trees are better than medicine!

The ancient peach trees and ginseng fruit trees can produce several immortality elixir fruits at a time. Other immortality elixirs such as the Divine Phoenix Immortality Elixir and the True Dragon Divine Elixir may be more important than transformation.

But in the minds of farmers, having more fruits is better than anything else.

Under the astonished gaze of the red sandalwood, Yan Ming took action on it, decisively and quickly, stripping off its Three Thousand Flames and injecting them into the body of the Star Tree, making the two more compatible.

"Ouch, what are you doing!" The small-leaf red sandalwood suddenly went crazy, crying and shouting, and its tree rights were seriously challenged.

Isn't it just fruitless? It's really hateful that it is treated differently like this.

Intolerable!

"With your status, the true fire of the sun is your final destination. What does a mere spark mean to you?" Yan Ming said calmly.

I saw a glow between his eyebrows, and immediately a golden fairy light of the Tao calamity bloomed, and the fire emperor bone of the ancient times appeared, containing the supreme level of true sun fire.

In just a moment, Zi Tan surrendered and wished she could rush into Yan Ming's body right now and stay with the imperial bones all day long.

"Slow!" Yan Ming stopped it.

"That willow tree is no match for me. Let me come. I am useful. I can help you realize the truth."

"..."

Yan Ming was speechless. He did not intend to give up the Chaos Ancestral Willow, which had the property of devouring and had the potential to become a semi-divine medicine in the future.

Moreover, willow is strong in vitality, and when combined with the secret word, the effect is even better.

In comparison, the small-leaf red sandalwood that has lost the Three Thousand Flames is much worse, with only the pure power of Taiyin left.

Although Yan Ming also practices the Taiyin method, the solar power in his body occupies an overwhelming position. If he rashly merges it with the red sandalwood, it may cause unexpected changes.

In short, it’s not a good thing!

"You will find a place where you can enjoy the true fire." Yan Ming said lightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, he took Zi Tan to the real sacrificial site.

After inserting it into the ancient fairy soil, the red sandalwood instantly became quiet, feeling that the tree's life was complete and there was no regret anymore, as it could be accompanied by two immortal medicines.

After a while, Yan Ming saw the fairyland again and found that it had changed a lot from before.

The most notable thing is that the light red spring water nourished by the soil becomes increasingly clear and sacred. Just smelling it gives you a feeling of floating in the air.

"This quality is almost reaching the level of a divine spring." Yan Ming stopped to one side and looked at the spirit-gathering talisman that had been peeled off from the Emperor's palace not far away. There was also a tea tree for enlightenment, rooted in the immortal soil, but without a rhizome. It was covered with 2,937 leaves, each different and shining brightly.

An immortal phoenix was perched on a branch. When it saw Yan Ming coming, it vibrated its wings and instantly five-colored divine light flowed, showing its holiness.

"You're here." The fairy phoenix spoke in human language and turned into a beautiful man with an expressionless face.

Yan Ming stood with his hands behind his back, nodded simply, and said nothing more.

The person in front of him was naturally not the Prince of Heaven, but the second soul of the Prince of Heaven after he was buried alive, and the first living being to walk out of the ancient fairyland.

This is a brand new clan, perhaps they can call themselves the 'Sacrificial Clan'!
(End of this chapter)