Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 868
Surrounded by mountains, a deep valley is inlaid in it. Before the deep valley, there is a purple lotus flower. Each purple lotus flower has five petals, and it opens towards the sky, as if it wants to soar up to the sky.

Purple Emperor Valley!
There are three words on a stone wall next to the valley, and each stroke seems to contain some kind of Taoist rhyme, which can make people lose their minds at a glance, as if it is not a line of words, but a pair of eyes that devour people's souls.

There was an altar in the center of the valley, surrounded by a circle of people, all kneeling on the ground, only an old man stood respectfully beside the altar, holding a purple lotus in his hand, his face full of piety.

"The City of Destiny is here, and all the talents are born, and now is the time of great struggle, the surviving ancestors, you should wake up."

The old man said, bowing respectfully towards the altar, the purple lotus rose into the sky, emitting a misty light, and around the altar, there were also purple lotus rising up, the power contained in it was strong or weak, and they all radiated With their own light, the whole valley is covered with Zihua.

"Zi Huang Patriarch, your descendants are calling you, the Yaotong family needs you, wake up!"

The old man said, kneeling on the ground with a pious expression on his face, all the people behind followed the old man and bowed deeply towards the altar.

The purple flowers are all over the sky, and each purple lotus has five petals. There are more than 100 people here, all of whom are the first line members of the Yaotong family. The old man is even a supreme, but he prostrates himself under an altar.

There is only one wooden coffin on the altar, and the wooden coffin is covered with talismans. The wooden coffin is engraved with purple lotus flowers. Each purple lotus flower has five petals. The sea, although there is no trace of breath, but it can't help but make people feel a sense of palpitation.

In the long years, there was a person who had a pair of demon pupils, and a world was deposited in the demon pupils. The world was full of purple lotuses, and the purple lotus bit the heart, which could make the earth wither and become invincible. An era, but finally fell outside the starry sky, leaving only a wooden coffin.

Zihuang, named after Zi, once made Zihua cover the sky and the earth. She is the pride of the Yaotong family. People in the Zitong family have never thought that the Zihuang will die. In the endless years, every generation of the Zitong family patriarch They all tried to wake up Zihuang, this was just one of them, and it will not stop in the future.

"Zihuang Patriarch, the sky is changing, the Ninth Era is coming, and there is no saint in the world now, the history of the human world may really be coming to an end, if you wake up, there may be a glimmer of hope."

The old man said with a face full of piousness, his head fell deeply on the ground, and he didn't even dare to look at the wooden coffin on the altar. Inside the wooden coffin was the body of the Zihuang Patriarch. A glance would be considered a blasphemy to the Zihuang Patriarch.

Time passed, purple flowers filled the sky, and it lasted for three days. The wooden coffin was still silent. Although it had been through countless times, the group of people still felt a little disappointed.

Failed again, the ancestor sage Zihuang still hasn't woken up, the Ninth Era is coming, the fate of the human world is unpredictable, has the ancestor sage Zihuang really given up on them and the human world, is he unwilling to wake up?
The purple brilliance dimmed a little bit, everyone looked disappointed, and the entire valley was silent.

"Zihuang Patriarch, it is my descendants who are incompetent and have no way to wake you up. Now I have disturbed your sleep. We are guilty. From today, we will seal the Purple Emperor Valley and won't let anyone disturb you."

"Zihuang Patriarch, we..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the old man was stunned, not only him, but everyone in the valley was also stunned. Then they all raised their heads and looked at the wooden coffin on the altar, showing a look of horror.

The movement of the wooden coffin, although it was only an imperceptible moment, still couldn't be ignored by a group of people. At this moment, everyone's hearts were suffocated. Looking at the wooden coffin, there was indescribable excitement in their eyes.

The endless years, the expectation of countless generations of the Yaotong family, is this moment really going to come true?

"Chila!"

The wooden coffin trembled again, as if someone got up little by little in the wooden coffin, everyone's heart trembled, staring at the wooden coffin on the altar, and then bowed deeply towards the wooden coffin.

"Congratulations to the Purple Emperor Patriarch!"

The wooden coffin trembled constantly, the talismans were torn apart, the coffin moved away little by little, a hand stretched out from the wooden coffin, and grabbed the edge of the coffin, this is a pair of jade-like people, only a few The fine fingers can make people fantasize, and everyone in the entire Purple Emperor Valley is shocked.

It was the Zihuang Patriarch. The Zihuang Patriarch really did not die. He was just sleeping in a wooden coffin, waiting for this day. The obsession of the Yaotong family for countless generations was not just a castle in the air, it really turned into reality.

"Zi Huang Patriarch Sage is immortal. When he wakes up today, he will reach the peak again, surpassing the heavens and all worlds. Our descendants will wipe out the world's enemies for Zi Huang Patriarch Sage, and rebuild the Zi Huang Great World!"

The old man said respectfully, his head hit the ground heavily, and a purple lotus flower floated on his head, with a pious look on his face.

"Congratulations to the Purple Emperor Patriarch!"

Everyone in the back was like an old man, knocking their heads on the ground with respectful expressions on their faces.

The ancestor of the purple emperor, this is the pinnacle existence among the saints. She was once invincible for a lifetime. Although she fell into the starry sky, no one has ever forgotten her. She is one of the ancestors of the human world.

"Clap!"

Holding the edge of the wooden coffin with one hand, a person slowly stood up in the wooden coffin. This girl had strange purple pupils, and a vast world of purple lotus was deposited in the purple pupils. It is difficult to describe her beauty with Qingcheng Beauty, her beauty no longer belongs to the world, but the beauty of the most holy.

She looked at the kneeling people under the altar, then looked at the sky, and finally landed on the wooden coffin at her feet, her eyes were full of confusion.

"This is where?"

She said, her voice was ethereal, as if she came from outside the sky, and the aura on her body was only at the first level of the world, but it made a group of Emperors, Heavens, and even Supremes under the altar tremble.

"Who am I?" She asked again, as if she was a newborn, confused about the whole world.

The people kneeling in the Purple Emperor Valley were also shocked, looking at the people standing on the wooden coffin, they were shocked.

The ancestor of Zihuang seems to have forgotten everything, not remembering that she is the ancestor of the Yaotong family, not remembering that she was invincible and suppressed for a lifetime, and also forgot who she is and where she came from.

Looking at the person on the wooden coffin, they thought of the reincarnation of Nirvana. The ancestor Zihuang seemed to be reincarnated. The old man looked at the person on the wooden coffin, bowed, and was about to speak, but the woman on the wooden coffin spoke .

"I remembered, my name is Qingzhu, the evergreen and invincible Qingzhu, this is the name the young master gave me."

The woman on the wooden coffin said that the entire Purple Emperor Valley was shocked, and everyone was shocked. In the last place, a woman in black involuntarily took out a painting, with a look of shock .

She is Guan Cai'er, not long after she joined the Yaotong family, the moment she saw the Purple Emperor Patriarch, she fell into a daze.

It's so similar, it's so similar, Zihuang Zusheng is exactly the same as a woman in the picture scroll given to him by Lin Xuan.

(End of this chapter)