The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 229 Inheritance
"Is this the demon city?"

Zhou Yi frowned and looked around. The feeling of being sharp is really uncomfortable. Even if you don't have to worry about your own safety, but secretly peeping, you always feel that you are being stared at by hordes of hungry wolves, waiting for you. Seeing an opportunity, act accordingly.

The lush trees around them seem to provide them with a good hiding place and become an ambush for hunters.

Ye Fan followed closely behind the middle-aged man, and the feeling of his gaze made him a little unsteady, and the greedy gaze seemed to want to devour him.

However, with the middle-aged man present, the three of them didn't see a monster, but the greedy eyes were getting more and more, and they felt like they were in a pack of hungry wolves.

The middle-aged man brought Ye Fan and the three of them to a palace and stopped, bowed to the three of them and said, "Three young masters, this is your temporary place to stay. The slave's mission is completed, it is time to leave." went."

Ye Fan nodded, and looked up, weeds were overgrown outside the temple, and the stones were mottled by the years, and a corner of the temple seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon.

Pangbo was also looking at it, but what he cared about was food and lodging. Judging from the external situation, it must not be much better inside. He was really not used to eating and sleeping suddenly.

"Looks like we're going to start eating and sleeping outdoors"

Pang Bo walked into the palace with some thoughts, seeing Ye Fan and Zhou Yi feeling helpless and looking forward to the upcoming life.

The hall is not too big, and it is a little dark. There are three statues in the middle, and three futons below it. The surrounding area is empty and simple.

"It's really simple." Looking at the palace with a clear view, the corners of Pangbo's mouth twitched slightly, only to realize that what he thought before was still too good.

Ye Fan and Zhou Yi didn't care about this, they looked at the three statues thoughtfully.

These three statues are easily reminiscent of the myths and legends of ancient China. After all, the placement of the statues is also in line with the records in the myths.

The three Taoist gods are Taiqing Daode Tianzun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun. They are the supreme gods that existed when the world was opened.

It's just that as far as I know about the deeds so far, there are too many things that don't match up. Not to mention the external, just from the books of Lingxu Dongtian, the famous moral god is completely different from the records in the myths exist.

Is the moral Tianzun in ancient Chinese legends fictional, or is there someone else?

This idea came to Ye Fan and Zhou Yi's minds at the same time.

"Huh? The ones on both sides are Lingbao Tianzun and Yuanshi Tianzun, right?" When Ye Fan and Zhou Yi were contemplating, Pang Bo suddenly said: "Then the three of us are disciples of saints, and are of the same generation as Daoist Taiyi ?”

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth twitched, he shook his head and said, "No, this is not a myth, and have you forgotten the book we read a while ago?"

Only Daode Tianzun is recorded in the book, and the content is not much. As for the other two, there is no trace at all, as if they do not exist.

"Could it be like what is said in Fengshen Yanyi? Or the legendary one-gas transformation of the Three Purities, in the final analysis, it is only the master?"

Pang Bo kept Ye Fan and the two of them silent for a moment. This is an unsolvable question. Unless I see it with my own eyes or Lin Xi speaks, I can explain it. Otherwise, everything is my wild guess.

After a while of silence, the three of them remembered their purpose of coming here, and after looking around, their eyes naturally fell on the three futons.

"Yezi, there are exactly three futons, are they prepared for us?" Pangbo said thoughtfully.

"maybe"

Ye Fan didn't veto Pang Bo. After looking at Zhou Yi for a while, he took a breath and knelt down together, bowing down to the three stone statues.

Once worshiped, the statue glows.

Two bows, ripples in the void.

Three bows, a green branch spread out, and a mysterious aura emerged.

hum.

A faint coercion spread from the statue of Daode Tianzun, and green lotuses bloomed in the air, and the aura rushed to the face.

As the statue's eyes opened, the void shattered inch by inch, and the three people kneeling on the ground felt a huge pressure on themselves, showing a precarious trend.

Swish.

The divine light in the statue's eyes swept, and three clusters of light fell down, appearing in front of the eyes of the three of them, blending in between their eyebrows.

Pain, heart-piercing pain.

The three of them felt that their heads were about to explode, like thousands of ants devouring their souls, suffering endless torment, their bodies fell to the ground in uncontrollable convulsions, their pale faces were covered with beads of sweat, and their clothes were completely soaked.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth tightly, desperately resisting the severe pain in his head, his teeth were almost crushed, and the ground under his body was covered with water marks, just like a human figure.

No one made a sound, they were all clenching their teeth, and even the muffled hum was forcibly suppressed, only the sound of grinding their teeth.

It didn't take long for the light group to integrate, but the three of them felt as if countless years had passed, and the feeling of a splitting headache was simply more terrifying than death.

With the disappearance of the pain in the brain, the three of them lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, their pale faces were full of survivors, panting continuously, and even moving their fingers had become an extravagant hope.

Two hours later, the three of them felt that they had recovered a little, and then they reluctantly got up from the ground. When they looked at the statue again, there was a roar in their minds, and then countless words and symbols emerged, and there were flashes of scenes. past scene.

A man wearing an ancient robe, the golden light is dazzling, the sea of ​​bitterness is as turbulent as the sea, holding the sky in his hand, every movement of him causes the void to collapse and perish, the pair of golden pupils are facing each other, Ye Fan only feels that what he sees is not The double pupils are star fields transformed into countless stars.

Is this the Dacheng Eucharist?Every move has great power, and his physical body is as strong as an emperor's soldier.

Ye Fan is deeply obsessed with it
The man in the cyan elegant robe, standing on a green lotus, stands in the middle of the ages, masters the star field, and wherever he looks, it exists and disappears in a single thought, and there are countless saber auras raging around him. .

The power to stand upright in the sky and destroy the star field with a flick of a finger made Pangbo yearn so much, his body trembled with excitement.

Unlike Ye Fan and Pang Bo, what Zhou Yi saw was not extreme power, but supreme power. A man in a pitch-black dragon robe stood at the place where he could vaguely distinguish the top of Mount Tai. On the Fengchan Stage, with the cross-sword facing away from the common people, there are countless powerful monks knelt down below, and there are also countless soldiers in armor. The energy emitted by them made the entire starry sky tremble.

The moment the long sword around his waist was unsheathed, the whole world was terrified, terrified of the figure on the Fengchan altar.

(End of this chapter)