In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 230 Things that have changed in history (one more)
The power of the gods?

There was a bit of absurdity in Chen Xiu's eyes, and he said a little weirdly: "Senior, I'm afraid I don't know something. My luck of Yinglong originated from the Chibi battlefield here, and it was developed for the day after tomorrow. It is not the power of the blood that was born into the world!"

Gan Xingba's eyes were slightly wrinkled, and there was a bit of scarlet blood between the clear eyes.

The red eyes stared at Chen Xiu, with some inexplicable meaning in them: "Who told you that the power of gods can only come from blood inheritance?"

"In today's Jianghu, there are all rumors like this."

A strange look appeared on Chen Xiu's face.

"Huangtang, it's ridiculous!"

Gan Xingba sneered: "Since Emperor Shengzhou conquered Wudao and Taigongwang divided the world, there have been no ancient wild gods in the world! All gods are my human ancestors! The power of gods is the inheritance of the ancestors of the human race in the past!"

In the words, there was a bit of sternness on his face, and he said coldly: "Could it be that there is no inheritance of gods in today's world?"

"Returning to the predecessors, it is true. Looking at the world today, there are very few family sects that still have the inheritance of the past."

Chen Xiu's words were a little more dignified.

Even he felt something was wrong at this moment.

It seems that in the long history, the changes of the years and the change of dynasties have changed many things invisibly.

"Impossible! There are so many inheritances, even if many are lost in the flames of war, it won't be like this." Gan Xingba gritted his teeth, showing a rare sense of astonishment and bewilderment.

Chen Xiu's eyes flickered, and he said softly: "There is still one thing that I don't understand in my heart, and I hope the senior will clarify it."

He stared at Gan Xingba, and said slowly: "Senior, did you ever know why I called it 'Yinglong Qiyun'? Because that's what Senior Lu Su called it!"

The words exploded in Gan Xingba's ears like thunder!

"how is this possible!!"

Gan Xingba spoke coldly.

The violent blood evil spirit, accompanied by the breath of the endless river, surged surgingly.

Standing here, Chen Xiu seemed to be deeply trapped in the vast ocean and tsunami, and the monstrous turbid waves crashed down on him!
"It's not right! Although Zijing is a Taoist disciple, he once studied in a Confucian academy. He should know better than me about the luck of dragons and tigers." Gan Xingba muttered to himself, seeming a little confused.

"Senior, this is the contradiction."

Chen Xiu spoke slowly, with deep eyes: "Perhaps, we can make a hypothesis."

Gan Xingba looked sideways slightly, with a bit of puzzlement in his eyes: "Just say it!"

"Senior is a warrior, who has lived in the frontier for a long time and guarded the pass. Although Senior Lu Su also served as the governor and held military power, it was after Zhou Lang passed away. Before that, he was more of a counselor and a minister."

Chen Xiu's eyes became deeper and deeper, and his deep words sounded: "Perhaps, it is someone in the court who has influenced Lu Su's seniors invisibly."

"If this is the case, then there is only Buddhism."

Gan Xingba's eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a bit more seriousness in his eyes: "After the Chibi War, when Ganlu Temple recruited relatives, I was curious at the time. Although it was King Wu who wanted to marry his sister to Liu Xuande, why did he want to marry him?" Specialized among Buddhist temples."

"Later, I learned that Zijing was involved in this matter."

Chen Xiu frowned slightly, and said rather puzzledly: "But senior Lu Su, he is a disciple of Taoism."

Gan Xingba showed an intriguing expression: "Things in front of him and behind him are completely different. After all, Zijing in front of him represents a wealthy family in Jiangdong, a wealthy family."

"In times of war and chaos, Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism each show their magical powers. Taoism is the most mysterious, Confucianism is the most regular, and Buddhism is the most deceptive. When Buddhist scriptures are chanted, they will be in the invisible. Your heart is towards Buddhism."

His voice gradually weakened a bit: "If that's the case, it makes sense. Zijing's death."

Chen Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He thought of the glazed relic in the Qiankun bag.

At the beginning, when he tried to refine it in vain, he heard the voice of Buddha, as if he saw the glass Buddha.

If it is not forcibly breaking free, I am afraid that I will really fall into the illusion of Buddhism, and I will be with the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng forever!

"What should be told to you, I will tell you as well. The inheritance you should have obtained has also been obtained."

"I hope that in the future, you will be able to create an iron cavalry that can traverse the world, and you will not be in vain of my reputation as the 'Three Thousand Crows'." Gan Xingba chuckled: "It's time for me too, it's time to send you out of here."

"Gongjin's inheritance is not suitable for you. What's more, I think you should go and see Zhuge Kongming. After all, your Yinglong appearance is probably there, and it should be left by him."

"But in this huge world, there are very few people who can guess his mind. You'd better go and ask him yourself."

Between the words, there is a surging tide.

The sky-covering waves instantly filled Chen Xiu's eyes.

He bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Thank you senior for pointing out the maze and passing on the supernatural powers! After returning to the south of the Yangtze River, I will definitely build a temple and a golden body for my senior!"

Whether it is for Gan Xingba or Lu Zijing, he respects him extremely.

"Hey, okay."

Gan Xingba chuckled, and said with great interest: "Maybe there will be another yin and yang chaos, and we may continue to meet each other!"

The reflection of the water completely covered Chen Xiu's sight.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into the depths of the sea.

An incomparably crystal blue scale, quite spiritual, fell between Chen Xiu's eyebrows.

"This is its gift to you."

The voice with a bit of a smile gradually faded into the air.

Gan Xingba raised his hand slightly, and a faint black smoke drifted away from his palm, as if dissipating in the air.

"This kid, I'm afraid he got the seal of reincarnation? This is the supreme fetish that King Wu longed for back then. It's no wonder that I was able to die and be reborn." Head: "Because of Yinglong's divine appearance, you want to help him?"

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The Bishui Golden Eyed Beast shook its head and rubbed against Gan Xingba's hand.

"I know, after all, you are also a dragon."

Gan Xingba chuckled, and murmured, "It's time for us to return to Netherworld!"

The water was dim.

The dripping drops of water dripped onto the ground, making Chen Xiu feel a little damp all over his body.

He raised his head slowly.

At this moment, it is already outside the Phoenix Terrace.

The blue-like jade scales blended between the eyebrows.

At this moment, Chen Xiu only felt that Yuanshen was more than ten times stronger in an instant!
Everything became so clear!
This trip to Phoenix Terrace seems to be empty.

But only Chen Xiu can know the harvest.

His eyes looked towards the sky in the distance.

Among the dark clouds, there are flashes of thunder and howling winds.

There, there is a tall tower that almost reaches the sky.

Dongfeng Altar!

Chen Xiu took a step forward and walked straight away.

But at this time, among the still chaotic crowd, several figures quietly escaped into the darkness.

"Standing silently, walking like smoke, he should be a very professional assassin. It seems that he is waiting for me specially! Strange, did I provoke someone?"

Chen Xiu's eyes were slightly fixed, and his five fingers slowly clenched into a fist!
(End of this chapter)