Journey to the head

The two envoys from Xuanwei Sect and Lingshou Sect met, explained the situation, and inevitably congratulated each other.

After finding out the dates of the infant formation ceremonies of both parties, Jiang Qingfeng felt relieved. Although Lingxuan Lingjun and Youde Lingjun succeeded in forming infants one after the other, the two factions chose different auspicious days, and there was a considerable time interval between them, so there would be no conflict between them.

After accepting invitations to two grand ceremonies on behalf of Lu Qian and entertaining them, Jiang Qingfeng sent the two envoys away. Just as he took a breath, he saw a ray of light flying from the horizon. He knew it was Lu Qian returning and was delighted.

But I feel that this time's "Wanling Immortal Herb Meeting" ended a little early?
The time of this gathering is not fixed, but there is always an interval of several years, so even if Lu Qian has exchanged the local spiritual objects, he will stay for a few more days to make some friends.

This is the first time that we have finished our return journey so quickly.

Under the respectful welcome of the disciples on duty, the Stepping Clouds and Flowing Clouds Chariot passed through the mountain protection formation and landed directly on the Longshou Peak, in front of Jiang Qingfeng.

"Senior sister." Lu Qian smiled and held her hand, "Let me introduce you to a distinguished guest."

Jiang Qingfeng's eyes had just landed on the strange golden elixir that followed Lu Qian out of the cloud chariot when he heard Lu Qian say, "This is Hongze Jun Ao Fang, the patriarch of the Ao clan."

Jiang Qingfeng was still wondering which Ao clan had such a patriarch who had reached the Golden Core Perfection, when Lu Qian gently pinched her hand. In an instant she understood, was slightly startled, and bowed politely.

The Ao family, who was treated so solemnly by Lu Qian, must be the descendants of Jichuan Xuanjun Ao Ting!
At the beginning, Lu Qian kept the secret of Yuan Pin Pearl very strictly and never revealed it. However, the endless stream of mysterious skills and the secret teachings of the hundred arts in the sect could not be faked. The lie of "the sect's inherent inheritance" could fool outsiders, but it could not fool the fourth generation disciples of the same generation as Lu Qian.

It's just that everyone has absolute faith in Lu Qian. They know that he must have a reason for not saying anything, so they never ask. They also help Lu Qian to improve his statement in front of the fifth and sixth generation disciples.

Later, as Jiang Baitao accidentally learned the truth, Lin Le also knew the truth. The Yunshan Sect was getting stronger and stronger and could resist risks to a certain extent. After obtaining Zhu Ling's consent, Lu Qian told Wang Yu and Jiang Qingfeng the secret.

In this way, when dealing with issues related to Yuan Pinzhu and Jichuan's descendants, Lu Qian always has someone to discuss and help.

I didn’t expect to find Jichuan’s descendant. I don’t know what my junior brother’s plan is in inviting him here?

And strangely, this descendant of Jichuan seemed to have a kind aura...

Lu Qian has introduced this to Hong Zejun: "This is my Taoist partner, Liquanjun Jiang Qingfeng, also——"

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, Hong Zejun had already widened his eyes and stared at the crystal clear dragon scale pattern on Jiang Qingfeng's forehead.

The vibration in the blood could not be faked. Hong Zejun exclaimed: "You are the blood of a real dragon?!"

It’s a very high level of true dragon bloodline!
Jiang Qingfeng was confused and looked at Lu Qian. Seeing that he was also a little surprised, he still indicated that he could speak directly and nodded: "I do have dragon blood. I wonder if Hongze Jun has any advice for me?"

Hong Zejun's expression was strange, a bit friendly yet respectful.

He looked at Jiang Qingfeng carefully for a few more times before saying, "The first ancestor of my Ao clan was once granted by the Dragon Clan and was ordered to guard the Prison Corpse Ridge—"

Lu Qian's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his hand: "Wait a minute, this is not a place for discussion, please come in and have some tea!"

After a while, the host and the guest sat down in the quiet room, and the disciples served them fragrant tea. Then they went out of the room, closed the door, and cast a spell.

What Hong Zejun didn't know was that Lu Qian had secretly sent a message to Wang Yu, asking him to retreat and meditate for a while and he would explain to him later.

It was nothing else. Hong Zejun's words "guard the Prison Corpse Ridge" had already shocked and alerted Lu Qian. He was afraid that Wang Yu's appearance would cause unpredictable changes.

"These are the old stories of our clan. They were once the glory of our ancestors, but they were eventually lost in the long river of history." Hong Zejun held the teacup, feeling proud but more lonely.

What he wanted to tell you was not a secret. More than ten thousand years ago, the Ao clan of Dengzhou was also a powerful and renowned immortal clan. Their origins and roots were once known to everyone, but now they have long disappeared, so there is nothing that cannot be told.

Hong Zejun recalled slowly.

"If we want to trace the root cause, everything must start from the True Immortal disaster more than 20,000 years ago."

"Although the True Dragon Lord is missing and six of his ten backbones have been killed, the dragon clan is still the leader of all scales, commanding an extremely large scale clan, and its strength is still extremely strong. Not only the entire Star Sea, but also the rivers and lakes on the six continents and other large water systems are also ruled by the dragon clan."

"Many high-ranking members of the Dragon Clan believe that their glory has not diminished and that the Dragon Clan's status can continue to be maintained."

“But this seemingly prosperous situation actually hides hidden worries. A few wise people have seen this and have made efforts to address it.”

"Fuxi is one of the eighth warriors under the True Dragon Lord."

"She issued a decree to ease the increasingly intense conflict with the human race. She also volunteered to guard the Corpse Prisoner Ridge and monitor the movements of the Corpse Emperor to show the Dragon Clan's determination to restore order and uphold justice."

Lu Qian's breath stagnated when he heard this. The Corpse Prison Ridge, or the Corpse Prison Wasteland, was indeed closely connected to the Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch! Could it be that the Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch was in the Corpse Prison Wasteland?

But he knew now was not the time to interrupt, so he patiently continued to listen.

"While guarding the Corpse Prisoner Ridge, she selected my Ao clan from the local natives as a model for friendship between the human race and the dragon race. Not only did she give us precious treasures, but she also used a secret method to implant her own blood into the body of my Ao clan ancestor!"

"From then on, the blood of Fuxi has been passed down in the main vein of our Ao family. The cultivators whose bloodline has awakened have both the human race's ability to comprehend the great Dao and improve their cultivation quickly, and the dragon race's innate ability to control water and thunder, and spread clouds and fog. They can practice various water elemental techniques with twice the result with half the effort, and soon become Fuxi's powerful support."

"It's a pity that the Ao family is the same as other immortal cultivation clans. First, the probability of having spiritual roots among the main lineage descendants is not necessarily much higher than that of ordinary people, and the higher the cultivation level of the cultivator, the less likely it is to have descendants. Second, after several generations of inheritance, the dragon blood is completely hidden in the bloodline. Among the family cultivators with spiritual roots, those who can successfully awaken the negative Xi bloodline are rare."

"With these two factors combined, true talents are always extremely rare. Otherwise, Ao's achievements would be even higher, and during that great change, they might have been able to escape the bad luck."

The dragon clan gave them generous gifts, carried the blood of Xi, and ordered them to guard the Prison Corpse Ridge. Unfortunately, after a great change, the Ao family completely declined, and as the dragon clan completely lost power and withdrew from the land, all the legends were forgotten by people and swept into the garbage dump by the later rulers of Dengzhou.

Except for the few remaining members of the Ao clan, some may occasionally have fantasies and think of the glory of their ancestors.

From this perspective, Jichuan Xuanjun is a flash in the pan, a heroic figure among the descendants of the Ao family. In this way, he must have awakened the Fuxi bloodline.

It's a pity that when the news reached Jichuan Xuanjun, the Ao family had already completely declined and had no role to play in his cause of dominating the world, so all the sects in Cangzhou treated him as a casual cultivator.

Ao Fang, the Lord of Hongze, sighed, and Lu Qian echoed him, taking the opportunity to ask, "Since you have such a background and were once very prosperous, I wonder what kind of changes have happened to you that have led you to the situation you are in today?"

Hong Zejun said in a deep voice: "Of course it's because of the Immortal Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch."

"This Heavenly Sovereign is so powerful. Maybe he is the strongest among the ten Heavenly Sovereigns?"

"In order to capture him, three Heavenly Monarchs from the Twenty-Three Immortals camp died, and True Dragon Heavenly Monarch was also seriously injured, leading to his defeat and exile by Wonderful Law Heavenly Monarch in the subsequent battle."

“But even so, we can only seal Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch.”

"Because he is real, immortal." Lu Qian felt heavy in his heart. Whether the Ninth Lord, the Immortal Emperor Corpse Lord, was the strongest among the Ten Lords was just speculation by later generations and could not be taken seriously.

There is another rumor in the world that the Sixth Heavenly Lord, Mahakala, the Lord of Sin and Desire, and the Seventh Heavenly Lord, the Lord of Compassion and the Wonderful Dharma, are also extremely ferocious.

No matter how talented you are, you must avoid the Sixth Saint.

After traveling for thousands of years, you will never meet the seventh immortal!

But no matter what, this Emperor Corpse Lord is definitely an extremely powerful existence. Could it be that even the Emperor of Life and Death cannot destroy him?

“Even though we paid a huge price to seal Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch, the seal is still imperfect. Rather than calling it a seal, it’s better to say that we paid the price of the lives of three Heavenly Monarchs and sent Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch into a deep sleep.”

"The seal cannot be broken, but once you are asleep, you can still wake up."

"What's even more terrifying is that Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch began to dream while he was sleeping."

At this moment, Lu Qian felt his hair stand on end.

He had clearly heard in Meng Chi's memory that the True Dragon Lord himself said that high-level cultivators had long been introverted and would not dream recklessly. In his dream, Meng Chi was born.

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The true immortals are no longer lives in the mortal world, they are the embodiment of rules!

If he dreams, the dream will directly affect the real world.

So, his dream is——

"Imprison the corpse in a desperate place." Hong Zejun spat out a few words heavily.

“Although Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch was sleeping in the Immortal Realm, his dream penetrated the imperfect seal and quietly fell into the Yuanchen Realm, forming the Corpse Prison Ridge, a place where no living person can enter!”

"The countless zombies there, or the corpse clan as they call themselves, are the monsters bred in Emperor Corpse's dream!"

At this moment, all the strange things in the corpse-imprisoning wasteland that Wang Yu described suddenly appeared in Lu Qian's mind.

Jungle zombies, red-roofed stone houses, and babies in the mound of corpses
The Hanging Neck Inn, the Corpse Swamp, and the Ghost Hand Forest.
Ying Kou, the ancestor of corpses who fishes for fun, and many other powerful corpse clans who have not yet appeared.
And most importantly, the strange rules that are everywhere in the Jedi.

Is this all a manifestation of dreams?
Are those weird rules the result of Emperor Corpse's subconscious evil taste, or are they caused by unconscious fluctuations?

Even more, the corpse ancestor Ying Kou also knows the Heavenly Corpse Talisman, so it can be inferred that those high-level corpse clans all have extremely powerful magical powers.

This all comes from Emperor Corpse!

"By the time the Lord of the Upper Realm discovered it, it was too late. A True Immortal investigated and concluded that once this Jedi, or this dream, is destroyed, Lord Emperor Corpse will wake up early!"

"By that time, I don't know how much it will cost, and I don't know who will pay the price to continue to seal him."

“So we can only let the prisoner corpse exist so that Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch can continue to sleep.”

"but."

Lu Qian took a sip of tea stiffly and guessed what the "but" he meant.

But if left alone, Emperor Corpse will continue to dream, and the number of corpses imprisoned in the wasteland will increase and become stronger!

Now the ferocious zombies imprisoned in the desperate place cannot get out because the dream still exists.

And one day, Emperor Corpse God will wake up on his own. When that time comes, the dream will be shattered, the prison of corpses will be opened, and the corpse clan will come out in full force, causing chaos in the world and becoming the powerful arm of Emperor Corpse God!

This is an endless loop!

What an immortal Emperor Corpse!
Speaking of which, the corpse-imprisoning wasteland was once briefly opened, and some corpses escaped, causing the corpse chaos in Dengzhou. They are still a potential threat to Senior Brother Wang.

Lu Qian remembered that time very clearly. It was at that time that Meng Chi used the blood of the real dragon as a coordinate to attract the obsession of the Real Dragon Lord to return to the world, and from then on it was confirmed that the Real Dragon Lord was dead!
The True Dragon Lord died, and the heaven and earth mourned together. The Emperor Corpse Lord woke up for a moment.
Lu Qian was lost in thought when he heard Hong Zejun continue talking.

"When Fuxi was guarding Prison Corpse Ridge and our Ao clan was at its peak, Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch had a hazy, half-asleep, dream-like mumbling."

"That one time, Fuxi died in battle, Ao clan."

“Almost wiped out the clan.”

"Later, it was probably the Heavenly Monarchs in the Heavens who took action again and re-strengthened the seal, causing Emperor Corpse Heavenly Monarch to fall asleep again."

"But the Ao family can never recover."

"On the one hand, the biggest backer, Fuxi, has passed away. Without her, a leader who advocates peace and tries every means to smooth relations, the conflict between the human race and the dragon race has become increasingly fierce. Because of their previous allegiance to Fuxi, the Ao family was of course implicated and could only hide everywhere, becoming a rat crossing the street."

Lu Qian couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, the increasingly fierce conflicts eventually led to one war after another. At this point, the originally arrogant dragon race found that they were weak inside. Not only did the human cultivators have the upper hand in strength, but they also had the support of the Heavenly Monarch behind them, so it was no surprise that they won the victory.

Finally, along with the dragon clan's hopes, Suanni failed in his attempt to reach the realm of true immortality and died in the heavenly tribulation of becoming an immortal. The dragon clan completely lost its power and sadly withdrew from the continent.

"On the other hand, the Ao family encountered something even more terrible."

After saying this, Hong Zejun remained silent for a long time.

He spoke slowly only after the spiritual tea in the cup turned cold.

"During the Prison Corpse Rebellion, Fuxi died in battle and our Ao clan was almost wiped out."

"But the disaster is far from over. The tribesmen who survived have been infected with an extremely strange corpse poison."

"This corpse poison is passed down through the bloodline from generation to generation, so that every Ao family cultivator can only live for 400 years at most." (End of this chapter)