The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 320 Taiyin and Dayu

The courtyard of Yuhuangsi's house has a rather profound sense of antiquity. It looks quite old, with simple and restrained decoration, but it has a sense of atmosphere that gets heavier and heavier as it gets older, which is not to be underestimated.

The middle-aged man of the Si family named Si Cheng is of the same generation as Feng Bai of the Feng clan, both born in the Wude period of the Tang Dynasty, but his talent is better than Feng Bai's. The strong are much better.

"I don't know what the saint needs? Since we are relatives of the same surname, although our ability is limited, we also have the heart to do our best for the saint." Si Cheng's words were very sincere, and he was inevitably a little excited. If he could have a saint-level backer , which is unimaginable in today's world.

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoist, I came here this time to find something. I wonder if I can have a look at Dayu's portrait?" Si Xuan was a little anxious, and said straight to the point.

"Of course, please, saint." Si Cheng stood up, fetched a secret treasure, personally activated the saint circle in their clan, and brought Si Xuan to a ancestral hall.

This ancestral hall is quite wide, and there are countless jade plaques in it, but the most conspicuous one is the tall stone statue in the center of the ancestral hall. Si Xuan looked carefully, and the stone statue portrayed a tall man with a tall figure. Slender, heroic and majestic, with a majestic measure.

The simplest straw sandals were under his feet, and he was holding a bamboo hat in his hand. His clothes and accessories were not gorgeous, but rather simple, but even with such attire, it was still difficult to conceal his unrivaled heroic appearance and grandeur.

"This is a sculpture cast by ancestor Yu of my family. At that time, his old man had already divided Kyushu and ruled the world, but he still loved his youthful appearance. The most precious thing is always the process." Si Cheng Stepping forward, he bowed deeply to the statue of Dayu and introduced it.

But when he raised his head, he suddenly found that Si Xuan had burst into tears at some point, walked up to the statue as if he had lost his soul, and stretched out a hand to gently caress the face of the statue.

"Saint, are you going to..."

Si Cheng wanted to say something more, but Si Xuanyi pointed out and stopped his figure. His tone was slightly choked up, full of yearning and sadness that spanned millions of years:
"Father!"

This was the ending he wanted to see the most and also the one he didn't want to see the most. The face of Dayu on the sculpture was actually exactly the same as that of the Taiyin Emperor!
Si Xuan stared blankly at the face of the Emperor, and silently explored the statue with saint-level mana, hoping to further find the key to prove Dayu's connection with the Emperor.

But, after all, this is just a sculpture, and Emperor Yu didn't leave anything behind on this statue, he didn't even engrave formation patterns or ancient scriptures, it was so ordinary that it made Si Xuan feel sad and helpless.

"Patriarch Si, do you still have the weapon used by Emperor Yu during his lifetime? I want to see it, and the gods in it should know a lot." After a long time, Si Xuan took a step back, released the restraint on Si Cheng, and asked softly road.

As long as the weapon reaches the level of the holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, the gods in it can last forever. Dayu must have reached the quasi-emperor level, and his weapon gods can survive until now.

"Back to the ancestors, the Yuhuang Ding was taken away by the ancestors of the time in the pre-Qin period. Compared with our descendants who guarded the hometown, the ancestors who traveled in the stars obviously needed it more." Si Cheng said to Si Xuan's title had changed. He had long guessed that this saint from the starry sky had an unusual background, but he never expected to be so close to this level.

"Can it be summoned by the emperor's blood?" Si Xuan continued to ask.

"Ancestor, please forgive me. I can't. Yuhuangding has not been baptized by the mark of Tianxin. Although it is of a high level, it is not a complete imperial soldier after all." Si Cheng regretted.

"Is that so? I understand." Si Xuan stood up and sighed softly.

The faces of Dayu and his father Taiyin Renhuang are exactly the same. Although the two practiced the same way, if the emperor's corpse is really psychic, he will be more or less affected by the principles contained in the emperor's body. It is easy to practice, but it is difficult to become an emperor. , Alternative enlightenment is already a very good situation.

Si Xuan understood that the Taiyin Emperor must have gone to fight for the immortal road in his later years, and the emperor's body may not be complete, but there is an example of Emperor Void, and the possibility of raising the emperor's corpse on the earth cannot be ruled out.

He now has two guesses. One is that after the Human Emperor failed to conquer the immortal road, the emperor's corpse came to the earth by chance or under the influence of the latter, and Yun Ling became Emperor Yu; The flower of resemblance or reincarnation.

No matter what kind of guess it was, it was quite a surprise for Si Xuan. Emperor Yu's face was exactly the same as Emperor Taiyin's, and that was enough.

"In the future, when you find Yuhuang Ding, let's ask it. If my father's Taoist body is still there, maybe I can help him form a few more reincarnation seals. If he is reincarnated, I should have a way."

Because of the existence of the innate reincarnation lake in Xiantai, Si Xuan, like the Ruthless Emperor, believed in reincarnation. If he could perfect various means, it might not be impossible for the emperor to return.

"Old Ancestor, do you have any other orders?" Si Cheng walked slowly to Si Xuan's side and asked cautiously.

"Not for the time being. I can be sure that the Emperor Yu's Si family is indeed inextricably linked with my father's lineage. I agree with you, and the affairs of the Si family are my affairs." Si Xuan Looking at the statue of Dayu, he said solemnly.

"Yes! Thank you, Patriarch!" Si Cheng couldn't help jumping a few times when he heard the words, and bowed.

"Looking at the decorations of the Si clan in this place, you must have been hidden from the world for a long time, right? Your cultivation has never fallen." Si Xuan and Si Cheng left the ancestral hall, returned to the antique hall, and asked.

"The old ancestor is serious. It's just that we haven't visited the outside world for a long time. We have maintained a good relationship with many practitioners and forces. It is not advisable to work behind closed doors." Si Cheng's attitude was very respectful. The sense of familiarity is definitely not a fake, and Si Xuan is willing to be the backer of the Si family here, which is of course good for them.

He personally fetched spirit tea and served it, poured a cup for Si Xuan, and asked, "I don't know where the ancestor came from? The descendants are dull, and the ancient sages of Emperor Yu's lineage have all left. Little is known."

"I'm from Beidou. I've never met Empress Yu. I just heard that the Feng Clan said that I have your lineage. I'll come and see." Si Xuan's words were very solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Si Cheng's body. If he doesn't practice the Taiyin scriptures, even if he has the emperor's blood, he won't be able to inspire it.

"Hetu Luoshu, Fuxi and Dayu, the relationship between our two veins has always been very good, and this time we have inherited their favor." Si Cheng nodded and said.

"It's okay, I heard that my father, no, Emperor Yu used to divide the Kyushu and cast the Nine Tripods, but now they have been taken away by Western monks, right?" Si Xuan turned his head and asked.

Si Cheng quickly said: "The future generations are incompetent. A few years ago, Mount Tai collapsed, and many angels from the West went to the east to seize the ancestral artifacts. Heshibi, Nuwa Stone, fragments of the Fuxi Dragon Stele, and Jiuding were all taken away."

"Is the Jiuding cauldron related to Yuhuangding?" Si Xuan asked.

"It's irrelevant, it's just a mortal weapon made by Emperor Yu. The commemorative value of the Kyushu weapon is higher than the actual value." Si Cheng thought for a while and said, "You have to be careful, Western monks do not rely on dragon veins and the essence of heaven and earth, but only Relying on the power of faith and mind, so their practice is much simpler than ours, it is really incomparable."

"It doesn't matter," Si Xuan stretched out a big hand and grabbed Feng Hua, "Would Miss Feng come with me to the west to bring back the ancestral artifact?"

Fenghua was holding a big white fox in his arms. Hearing this, his eyes lit up: "Does the sage want to go to the place in person? The junior is willing to go."

The white fox in her arms also kicked vigorously, broke free from Fenghua's arms, turned into the appearance of the female monk of the Tushan fox clan, and said respectfully: "Senior saint, I have offended you just now, can this junior come with you?" go?"

"You are an in-law of the Si family here, so it has something to do with me, let's go together." Si Xuan nodded.

(End of this chapter)