Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Song Xuan turned his head to look, but saw Lin Yue standing delicately beside Zhu Quezi with a pale face not far away, looking at him with eyes wide open timidly.

Counting it up, this is the second time the elder has saved her!

Song Xuan glanced at her, then looked at the rescued people around him who were cowering and at a loss, and nodded slightly.

"You have suffered during this period!"

He waved his sleeves, and pills floated in front of everyone.

"Everyone, swallow the pills and repair your own damage first. As for the subsequent debts, I will settle them with Fo Tang!"

Lin Yue bit her lips lightly, swallowed the pill, and looked at Song Xuan timidly.

There was joy and worry in her eyes. In the past, she could still talk and chat happily with the elders, but today, the huge gap in strength and status has made her dare not speak carelessly.

Especially since Senior Zhuquezi has already explained that those who came today are all Mahayana-level beings, they must not talk nonsense and anger the ancestors!

In fact, she knew what was going on in her mind even without Senior Zhuquezi's instructions. Especially after seeing the two women beside Elder Song who were so beautiful that they made the sun, moon and stars pale in comparison, she dared not say anything more.

That feeling was very uncomfortable. The person she liked was right in front of her, but she didn't even dare to look at him for another second. It seemed that even thinking about him was a sin.

Song Qian walked to Lin Yue's side, looked left and right, and felt very interested in looking at this delicate and lovely girl.

Lin Yue was a little nervous, "Old, Ancestor, do you have any instructions?"

"No, I just think you're interesting."

As she spoke, she leaned close to Lin Yue's ear and lowered her voice, "I heard that you have an incredible dream?"

Lin Yue was startled. "Ancestor, which dream are you talking about?"

"It's the one that makes money to support the elders!"

Lin Yue's pale face turned red in an instant, and the red color was so cute. The more Song Qian looked at her, the more amused she found it, and she couldn't help but pinch her face.

"Brother, look at her now, does she look like our little cousin?"

Song Xuan glared at her. This Song Erni, if she doesn't get beaten up for three days, she will tear down the roof of the house. Is she afraid that she is living too comfortably and wants to create a Shura world for herself to feel comfortable, right?

Seeing Song Qian's smirking expression, Song Xuan waved his hand, "Okay, they've been frightened and tortured today, so don't tease them anymore.

Zhuquezi, I have things to attend to, so I won't stay here any longer. Wait until they are in better condition, then escort them back to the imperial capital!"

"Don't worry, sir. I will escort them back to the imperial capital safely!"

Subconsciously, Zhu Quezi glanced at Lin Yue out of the corner of his eye.

This girl who has reached the Spirit Severing stage has really strong connections. In the officialdom of Daosong, everyone knows that Commander Song Xuan is the real power holder of the dynasty.

This girl Lin Yue actually has a friendship with the commander. She has a bright future ahead of her!

I thought the Suzaku Legion was destroyed, and that the commander-in-chief must have learned about the situation through some special channel, so he suddenly came.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all. This group of ancestors are most likely coming for this girl.

When a disciple is in trouble, several ancestors come directly to visit. Looking at the cohesion of the sect, Zhu Quezi is so envious. If he has such a backer, he would not be stuck in the Fusion Stage for thousands of years and unable to advance to the Mahayana Stage!

"Zijin, let's go and take a look at your place!"

Lin Yue's matter has been dealt with for the time being. Compared to dealing with Fo Tang now, Song Xuan is more curious about the situation of the Purple Gold Dragon.

A divine dragon from the ancient sky, who knows far more than Chen Nan. For Song Xuan, knowing more information about the upper realm is far more important than rushing to destroy the country.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon swung its tail and dived into the vortex.

"I'll lead the way, and you guys follow. If you can't keep up and fall into the spatial turbulence, I won't be responsible."

Song Xuan smiled, nodded slightly to Lin Yue, then turned and stepped into the whirlpool.

Song Qian followed closely behind, and then Ji Xuanfeng also stepped into the vortex passage.

Only Yao Yue did not follow directly, but came to Lin Yue first, looked at this weak girl who dared not even breathe, and patted her shoulder gently.

"Have vision!"

It was not known whether it was a comfort or an exhortation, but after leaving these words, Yao Yue turned around and stepped into the vortex, her figure disappearing in an instant.

Leaving behind a confused and bewildered little girl.

"Good times will come after bad times, Fellow Daoist Lin Yue, I'm afraid your good fortune is about to begin!"

Zhuquezi's face was full of envy.

Lin Yue asked blankly, "Senior Zhuquezi, do you know that person just now?"

"You don't know her? She's one of your sect's ancestors, and the Taoist companion of Commander Song Xuan!"

"Oh, it's her!"

Lin Yue's tone was a little depressed.

Over the years, she knew that Patriarch Song Xuan had a Taoist partner, and she had also heard that it was Patriarch Yao Yue, who seemed to be one of the sect's ancestors.

But her level was too low, and matters between the ancestors were taboos in the sect, not something that a disciple in the Spirit Severing stage like her could inquire about at will. Moreover, she was often out on missions and didn't know much about the sect's affairs.

Actually, this was the first time she had actually seen the Elder Yao Yue with her own eyes.

The pressure was really great. Even just standing in front of the other person made her head buzz and she seemed to have lost the ability to think.

She rubbed her head, feeling a little nervous.

I was thinking about someone else's Taoist partner, but now I've been caught red-handed by the real person. It's impossible not to be nervous.

Although she also knew that an existence like Patriarch Yao Yue would never treat a young disciple like her with such respect, she still couldn't help feeling a little uneasy and embarrassed.

"She said I have good taste?"

"What does it mean?"

"Are you really praising my good taste? Or are you making fun of me?"

"He should be praising me. After all, if he laughs at me, wouldn't he be mocking Patriarch Song Xuan for not being worthy of being liked at all?"

Thinking of this, Lin Yue's eyes lit up, with a hint of joy between his brows.

"I like Patriarch Song Xuan, and Patriarch Yao Yue also likes him, so...are we considered, like, family?"

Chapter 893: The bronze coffin of three generations, good luck in opening the coffin!

Song Xuan had no idea to what extent Lin Yue, the young disciple of Hunyuan Sect, had gone astray in his own imagination.

At this moment, he followed the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon, and the group passed through the space vortex channel and came to a dark underground palace.

He had figured out that those powerful beings in the upper realm, whether dead or alive, whether in seclusion or sealed, all liked to build a palace underground.

This palace made of bones is creepy. The bones are stacked layer upon layer and tightly intertwined together, as if forming a huge mystery. People can't help but wonder what kind of mysterious and powerful creature these bones came from.

Each bone flickered with a pale light, flickering like a ghost fire, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

The entire palace was filled with a strong evil aura, and the bloody smell was overwhelming, making people feel suffocated and depressed.

This evil spirit seemed to be condensed from the resentment of countless living beings, permeating into the air and making the surrounding air heavy and turbid.

Even someone as powerful as Song Xuan couldn't help but frown slightly when faced with such a strong evil aura.

He could feel the endless sorrow and pain contained therein, as if he could hear the wails of the souls buried there.

"Feeling very uncomfortable?"

"This formation is called the Nine Netherworld Bone Formation!" The Purple Gold Dragon looked at the Bone Hall with resentment and whispered, "It's very uncomfortable even standing outside, and my true body has been sealed inside for tens of thousands of years!

Over the years, I've tried many methods, but none have worked. After tens of thousands of years, I've only managed to condense a divine consciousness clone that's not under the control of the seal, so I can occasionally go out and see the scenery outside, so I won't be consumed by endless loneliness!"

He pointed at the White Bone Hall and said, "This Nine Netherworld White Bone Formation uses sixty-four Immortal Yuan Stones and three hundred and sixty-five Nine Netherworld Stones as its flags. It absorbs the power of the immortals from the upper realm and the power of the Nine Netherworld. The combination of yin and yang can enshrine gods and suppress immortals!"

He sighed, "According to the general cultivation level classification in the upper realm, my cultivation level at the time was at the peak of the Celestial Immortal level, only one step away from becoming a True Immortal. Furthermore, I am a divine beast, so my combat power is even comparable to that of an average True Immortal.

Among the True Immortals who descended to the lower realms back then, there were only a few who could definitely defeat me."

Victoria Song asked curiously, "If that's the case, then how were you sealed?"

The Purple-Gold Divine Dragon laughed awkwardly, "As I said before, I was too arrogant and provoked too many enemies. I was tricked into this formation, and several True Immortals joined forces to seal me in here!

I don’t know whether this is good or bad. Although I was sealed, I also avoided the subsequent battle between immortals and gods for the national treasure. In that battle, it is said that only one in ten immortals and gods from the lower world survived, and most of them stayed in the burial ground of immortals!

Although I have lost my freedom, at least I am still alive, which is a blessing in disguise!"

Song Xuan nodded, looked at the Nine Netherworld Bone Formation, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Even if this formation is outside, if you don't have the strength of an immortal god, don't even think about breaking it. Even if you have the strength of an immortal god, you must have the right treasure to break it!"

The Purple Gold Dragon nodded and said, "This is the most hopeless thing. After I condensed my divine consciousness, I actually tried to find someone to break the formation, but I returned without success.

I calculated that according to the power division of the Ten Thousand Spirits World, at least one would have to be a Mahayana forbidden being, activating the national treasure, to have a chance of shaking the Nine Netherworlds White Bone Formation.

The ancestors of the seven great dynasties can't do that!"

As he said this, he suddenly grinned, "Look, this is a coincidence, I have given up and planned to wander around outside as a clone of my spiritual mind day by day,

But when I turned around, hey, I met my good brother Song Xuan!

So, fate, this is fate!"

Victoria Song rolled her eyes at him and said, "Then I asked you to show me the way before, but you refused?"

The Purple Gold Dragon chuckled, "You guys showed up so suddenly, I'm unsure. What if you're here to tear my tendons and skin me?"

Victoria Song said, "You do have a point. You really have to be careful when you go out, especially someone like you who is full of treasures. There will definitely be many people who are interested in you."

"Too!"

The Purple Gold Dragon agreed, "So, I've come to understand a truth over the years. If you're a dragon wandering around in the martial arts world, you'll get stabbed sooner or later. To avoid getting stabbed, you need some brothers around you to protect you from the blows..."

Well, what I mean is, more friends mean more paths, more enemies mean more wealth!

You need enemies, but you also need friends. Fighting alone and eating alone won't last long!"

Victoria Song said with relief: "I'm glad you can figure this out. So, brother Zijin, do you want to hang out with me in the future? If we join forces, won't we be able to kill everyone?"

Watching Song Qian and the Purple Gold Dragon chatting enthusiastically, Song Xuan had the illusion that he was playing a game and saw a system prompt.

"Ding Dong, your sister Victoria Song has invited the mythical beast Purple Gold Dragon to form a team."

"Ding, the divine beast Purple Gold Dragon has accepted Victoria Song's invitation!"

"Congratulations to Victoria Song for achieving the summoning achievement of a mythical beast mount!"

Song Xuan withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression. He felt like an old father watching the daughter he raised finally start to grow her brain and learn how to fool the landlord's stupid son.

I feel so relieved!

Yao Yue leaned against Song Xuan and whispered, "Why? Are you worried that this ruffian dragon will lead Xiao Qian astray?"

Song Xuan shook his head. He was not worried that Song Qian would be led astray. It was not certain who would lead whom astray.

What he was worried about was that if Song Qian, who was a saint in front of her lover, and Long, a rogue who liked to seek death, teamed up, who knew what would happen in this world of all spirits in the future!

If you make too much trouble and are driven out early by the will of heaven and earth, that would be a lot of fun.

Seeing that the two of them started to address each other as the elder and the younger brother, Song Xuan finally couldn't help but speak.

"After talking for so long, it's time to get down to business!"

He looked at Victoria Song and said, "Are you sure you can break this formation?"

Song Xuan cannot break this formation. If there is anyone in this world who can break it, besides Chen Nan, the destined person of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon, it is probably only Song Erni, the innate god and demon!

Song Qian nodded and said, "I can break it, but I'm just projecting my clone now, which is a bit strenuous, so I need to use some tools!"

"What tool are you talking about?"

Victoria Song chuckled, "Of course it's the bronze coffin of three generations that buries the heavens, the earth, and all living beings!"

As Song Qian spoke, she raised her hand and punched out in the air. The space shattered directly and then spread out like a storm. Countless space fragments kept colliding on Song Qian's arm.

But Victoria Song didn't seem to care at all. She suddenly clenched her hands in the broken space vortex. Then, everyone felt their eyes become dazed, as if they had experienced countless reincarnations in an instant.

When his mind returned to normal, he saw Song Qian standing on a huge bronze coffin with her hands behind her back, as if she was standing at the top of the world.

The next moment, she raised her foot and stomped on the coffin.

"Bury the sky, bury the earth, bury all living things!

The bronze coffin of the third generation,

Open the coffin and have a good time! "