Chapter 187: Chaos of Ancient Law, Morality God
"It's a very powerful bloodline. Normally, it should be passed down from the quasi-emperor to the next emperor."

Quasi-emperor is not worth mentioning to him, but to most races in the universe, it is already a blessing from heaven.

Even an imperial family cannot guarantee that there will be such a powerful person in every generation, and the power of bloodline will gradually decline.

But the descendants of Kunlun have such a foundation, with dozens of war tribes, each of whom has tremendous magical powers, and each generation has the seeds of quasi-emperor.

"It's interesting, so I'll go for a visit."

The Emperor Immortal whispered that he had the idea of ​​conquering them so as to enrich the middle-level power of the Divine Court.

Generals like Huo Qizi, Huang Xudao, and Golden Goddess certainly have great potential and will be able to achieve enlightenment in the future.

But the seeds of the Kunlun descendants may not be bad. Some of these creatures also have the potential to achieve enlightenment. After all, this is a powerful race, and any of their branches have produced supreme beings.

With a brief sense, he detected the auras of no less than twenty quasi-emperors. This lineage was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The Qigong practitioners have shocking origins, and the leaders among them are new spirits raised from the corpses of former emperors, possessing unparalleled natural talents.

The descendants of Kunlun were able to fight against this lineage for a long time without being defeated, so they are naturally very powerful and are one of the great super sects in the universe.

"Swish"

At this moment, the Immortal Emperor did not conceal his aura. An avenue of divine light extended for billions of miles, went straight into the sky, and descended into a sacred land.

On Feixian Star, all beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, all gods kowtowed, and the Emperor of Heaven was so majestic that he shook the mountains, rivers, and the earth.

"This aura is the most holy and heavenly, it's the God Emperor!"

Inside the Qiongqi tribe, a demon-like figure opened his eyes, exuding a monstrous aura.

He was in the late stage of Quasi-Emperor and was one of the greatest masters in the universe. Even though the descendants of Kunlun were isolated, they had heard of the reputation of the Immortal Emperor.

"Is the true destiny of immortality really on this ancient star? Now I have come to find out the truth."

A quasi-emperor said that when one reaches the level of Emperor Immortal, what can attract him except becoming an immortal?

Beidou and Feixian Star are just like the two lands of yin and yang in mythology. The road is too difficult, even the supreme being cannot get in. Many people place their hopes on this star.

"That person is here. Sure enough, there will be such a day. It's just right to meet him and solve the mystery in the old Taoist's heart."

An old man with a sage-like appearance, a ruddy complexion and fluttering Taoist robes, has a quiet and inactive temperament and is contented.

Purple air came from the east for thirty thousand miles, and the sky was full of auspicious air. An old cow walked leisurely towards the Emperor Immortal.

"Laozi, the Heavenly Lord of Dao and Morality became spiritual after his death, and formed the seal of reincarnation and was reborn."

Emperor Xian sighed a little, this name is too special. In his previous life, he was almost worshipped as a god and was known as the Ancestor of Taoism.

Even in this life, he is still a core figure in Taoism and possesses enormous influence, which makes him feel complicated.

The same name is chanted in different times and spaces. Is this a coincidence, or is there really such an existence that illuminates all worlds and manifests the heavens?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for not welcoming you, my distinguished guest."

In the Zhulong tribe, a terrifying old man was born. When he opened his eyes, it was day, and when he closed his eyes, it was night, which affected the changes in the celestial phenomena.

He has reached the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm, extremely powerful, no weaker than the Queen of Heaven. He is considered the leader of this generation of the Kunlun descendants.

At this moment, he was very respectful and put aside his pride. This is an instinct of life, to seek benefits and avoid harm.

"Come to think of it, we did work together in the mythical era and dealt a fatal blow to the Emperor."

The Emperor Immortal was very calm, and mentioned an old story. Countless years ago, the descendants of Kunlun once donated the blood-stained immortal bell and indirectly participated in the battle that led to the collapse of Heaven.

This is a goodwill gesture, which brings the two families closer together and paves the way for real ideas.

"The glory of our ancestors and the splendor of the strongest flow in the blood of the descendants. Unfortunately, we have lost our ancestral land and the immortal bell, and it is no longer what it used to be."

"Your Majesty has wiped out the remnants of the Divine Organization, and has done us a favor. If you command us, we will not dare to disobey you."

Old Man Zhulong said that he was angry at the Emperor. In the past, their lineage was extremely glorious and dominated the entire early period of mythology.

Dozens of supreme beings appeared in succession, holding immortal weapons and relying on the power of Kunlun to control the world, giving orders to all directions, and no one dared to disobey.

Even the Ancient Heavenly Venerable was wary of the strength of their lineage, until that day when the Emperor became powerful and conquered the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, driving them out of their ancestral land.

"Millions of years have passed since the mythological era, and you still haven't produced a true enlightened person?"

The Immortal Emperor spoke, asking questions even though he knew the answer, and directly hit the heart of the Kunlun survivors.

He was able to understand the creation, deduce the mysteries of heaven, and know cause and effect. The decline of this lineage was somehow related to their luck.

Inheriting the great fortune of the previous era, it prospered to the extreme in the mythological age. It also had immortal blood, which fit the initial era, so it was naturally easy for it to achieve enlightenment.

The kindness of a gentleman will be exhausted after three generations, and the kindness of a sage will be cut off after five generations. Without the ancestral land of Kunlun, there is no immortal bell to suppress the destiny.

The luck that their lineage can obtain is limited, and it is difficult to produce an enlightened person.

"Alas, without the nourishment of our ancestral land, we have fallen into the mundane world, with each generation being worse than the last."

Old man Zhulong sighed. In the past, as long as there was the Immortal Breeding Land, the blood power of the Kunlun lineage would never decline.

Now, just like the heritage in the human world, it is gradually dying out. Occasionally, there is a phenomenon of atavism, but it is only a flash in the pan.

If millions of years had passed, they might have become like ordinary imperial families, having lost their immortality.

The twenty-eight tribes of the surviving race, including the mythological bloodlines of Qiongqi, Taotie, Hundun, Taowu, Zhulong, and Huashe, are all extremely powerful, and there are quasi-emperors in almost every generation.

There is no shortage of strong people. There have even been more than one alternative people who have achieved enlightenment, comparable to the Great Saint Body and able to compete with the Supreme. However, they are always a little short of it and cannot achieve enlightenment.

It feels like one has lost his destiny, and things are going from bad to worse, and one can no longer attain enlightenment. It's like a curse, and this is a knot in one's heart.

The reason why they attacked the ancient star many times and coveted the path to immortality was also for this reason. The once glorious race could not accept itself falling into dust.

"Since we have a good relationship in the past, why don't you join my Shenting lineage? I don't mind accepting two registered disciples so that there will be a chance for enlightenment in the future."

The Immortal Emperor was sacred and majestic, releasing his own bloodline aura, which was the true law of the immortal way and shocked the world.

The real purpose was revealed, he intended to recruit this lineage, and when he scanned with his divine sense, he indeed saw some seeds of the Great Emperor.

If you are accepted into the temple of gods and given a push, you can achieve enlightenment. Otherwise, if you lose your destiny, you will eventually become just like everyone else.

"Is it really possible to prove the truth and see the Supreme Being appear?"

Old man Zhulong was trembling with fear and doubt. There is no two suns in the sky. Once someone attains enlightenment and becomes in harmony with the will of heaven, he will suppress all other paths and block the way for those who come after him.

This is the truth, it has been like this since ancient times. The Immortal Emperor of this life is destined to achieve enlightenment. Is it really possible for many emperors to coexist?

At the same time, he was also shocked. That kind of blood power was too terrifying, beyond the human world and superior to the Kunlun immortal clan.

It was like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix and thousands of rivers returning to their course, making countless mythological bloodlines bow down and kowtow devoutly, as if they were meeting their own king.

"My father is still alive. His teachings have suppressed those who came after him. I can do that, too. I am not far from that step."

The Emperor Immortal said that he had a kind of self-confidence that no one else could do it better than him, which made all living beings believe in him from the bottom of their hearts.

"Your Majesty, please give me half a cup of tea. I need to discuss things with the various tribes."

Old Man Zhulong responded that this was a good thing, but Kunlun was ultimately an alliance and he could not make the decision on his own.

Besides, do the Kunlun descendants really have any choice? The blood of the Divine Organization has not yet dried, and refusal has a price.

There may be creatures in this world who can refuse the kindness of the God Emperor, but these remnants of them are definitely not among them. "Okay!"

The Emperor Immortal was indifferent, he was just doing it casually, he had a little interest in collecting. If he didn't appreciate it, he would be lost forever.

He didn't care much about this matter, just like a mortal seeing a flower, it is ultimately just a passing cloud.

"when"

A large bell rings slowly, cleansing people's souls; it rings nine times in a row, summoning heroes from all directions.

Rays of divine light shot up into the sky one after another, the aura of a quasi-emperor was everywhere, and the nine bright moons in the sky were shaking.

A total of twenty-one quasi-emperors descended, as if gods and demons had awakened, shocking the universe and causing the sun, moon and stars to stagnate.

This is the confidence of the Kunlun Immortal Clan. With masters emerging in every generation, the family tradition continues and has never fallen out of the top ten in the universe.

"There are groups of quasi-emperors and countless great saints!"

This is a kind of great terror. In the era without emperors, it can cross the sea of ​​stars and roam the heavens and the earth.

If the Beidou Imperial Clan knew about this, they would be envious to the point of going crazy and sighing to the sky.

Even the Phoenix Nest of the past would be troubled in an era when the gods have not yet recovered.

This is a large alliance of supreme bloodlines. Even though it is relatively loose, it is still terrifying.

"The God Emperor, he wants to recruit our lineage?"

A majestic voice said that this was the ancestor of Taotie, his body was covered in black fog, he could swallow everything in the world, and even the light could not shine on him.

"How is it possible? We are the descendants of immortals. Our ancient ancestors were extremely brilliant. How can we be inferior to others? We never bowed our heads in front of the emperor in the past."

A figure as bright as the sun stood in the void, covered with holy light, brilliant and dazzling, very shocking.

This is the quasi-emperor of the Huashe lineage. Their clan is best at metamorphosis. Every time they evolve, it is a comprehensive sublimation of their body and soul.

He has undergone eight transformations and is far more powerful than an ordinary quasi-emperor. Snakes are yin in nature, but he has an extremely yang energy, which is a manifestation of his great achievements in the creation of nature.

"What is the result? It's not as good as before. Can our clan withstand another setback? What can we use to fight? Are you willing to die?"

A terrifying demonic sound was heard. It was from the quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi lineage, who was very dissatisfied.

It is meaningless to be complacent and indulge in the glory of the past; perhaps, returning to the temple of gods can be a new life.

No matter what, the man who is comparable to the emperor is right in front of us. Who can compete with him?
"Even in terms of bloodline, that person's status is higher than ours. It is not unacceptable that the True Phoenix is ​​like an immortal and does not come to the mortal world."

Taowu Zhun Emperor spoke up and was more inclined to agree that the various tribes in Kunlun had different compositions and different ideas.

Their clan values ​​bloodline, just as they did when they made friends with the Emperor in the past. The Phoenix from the immortal clan descended to the mortal world and possessed a bloodline and status that was beyond that of the human world.

Today, the God Emperor’s bloodline is even more immortal than that of the Heavenly Emperor in the past, so naturally he is particularly concerned.

"He destroyed the remnants of the Heavenly Court and was kind to us. Times have changed. Can we still be so proud? Throughout the ages, there have been many who have failed in their fight for the throne with the emperors."

The quasi-emperor Zhulong roared, competed for supremacy with other emperors, and fought with other emperors, but was reduced to a background again and again.

The descendants of Kunlun have really had enough of days like this. If they don't seek change, they are doomed to decline and become depressed.

He made the final decision, convincing the majority of the war departments.

"The twenty-eight tribes of Kunlun are willing to return to the Divine Court and die for Your Majesty!"

A group of quasi-emperors roared and swore solemnly. They evolved some magical powers, which became the magic techniques of the previous era.

This is the cultivation system of the chaotic ancient era. It starts with the most primitive divine light, strengthens the qi and blood, communicates with the great way, and blooms the divine brilliance.

Even if you are no longer adapted to this era, it is still a rare foundation that can help you draw inferences from one instance to another, feel the changes in the path of cultivation, and experience the changes of the times.

More importantly, the Dao contained therein is eternal, and the light of wisdom will never be extinguished. This is Kunlun’s most important treasure, and there is a reason why so many masters emerge from it.

"Unfortunately, our clan is no longer at its peak, and much of our heritage has been lost."

Old man Zhulong sighed. In ancient times, their mastery of the ancient methods was much more complete than it is now, and they even collected some immortal arts.

The ancient method is one of Kunlun's most important heritages, and now it is presented to the Emperor Immortal.

"The path of Qi and blood, the innate essence, the treasure system, the primitive and rough way."

When one comes into contact with this kind of method, blood moving, cave heaven, spirit transformation, inscription, etc., even the emperor's eyes will light up, and he will have a more thorough understanding of the essence of life and the five great secret realms.

Even though his Taoism has improved a bit, he is still making rapid progress in the realm of Heavenly Emperor. This is a pace that is enough to scare the god of death.

"In the final analysis, all the methods in this world are to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and achieve immortality for oneself, but the means are different."

He had some realizations, and though he sought external things for a while, he still had to forge his inner path in the end, otherwise it would be in vain.

"Tomorrow, I will give a sermon here and select registered disciples. Go and prepare."

Emperor Xian spoke and asked the strong men to leave, saying that a guest was coming and had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Yes!"

A group of quasi-emperors left like a flash of light. This was a major event that affected the clan's fortunes. Even if they were just nominal disciples, everything would be completely different.

Since there is a possibility of becoming an emperor, they cannot help but take it seriously and all want to fight for their own genius.

"What? The Supreme God Emperor wants to select registered disciples from my clan?"

The twenty-eight departments were boiling with excitement, and the young geniuses were full of enthusiasm. In that era, the Emperor Immortal was a myth, and the supreme being who was over four hundred years old was worshipped by many people.

"Taotie swallows the sky, and my bloodline returns to my ancestors. Whoever can compete with me will be destined to be my chance."

A black shadow spoke with a high spirit. This was the young supreme of the Taotie clan. He evolved by devouring all living things and could even intercept innate divine power to achieve his own success.

As long as there is an opportunity, you can soar to the sky and naturally become proud and arrogant.

"This clear breeze, bright moon, mountains, rivers and land are so beautiful. Is the legendary God Emperor also so beautiful?"

A little girl with big sparkling eyes, looks timid and very afraid of people, but has a peaceful state of mind.

She only cares about whether Emperor Xian is good-looking rather than practicing, and she has a peaceful heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I have long admired your great name. Today I am fortunate to meet you. This is truly a rare opportunity."

In a quiet mountain forest, with the fragrance of ancient trees, morning dewdrops, blooming exotic flowers, and pleasant scenery.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face, a natural Taoist aura and purple aura coming from the east, it is obvious at first glance that he is not an ordinary person.

Laozi walked over and looked quietly at the Emperor Immortal. This young creature who inherited the Bajing Palace was too special. His cultivation speed and combat power completely broke the ancient history's cognition.

It made him feel complicated and uneasy, and ripples appeared in his heart.

"Fate comes and goes, and the cause was formed in the Bajing Palace. Now that we meet today, we can explore the fruit of the immortal path."

When the Immortal Emperor spoke, his eyes shone brightly, as he was seeing through Laozi's essence and analyzing the fruit of his previous life - the Seal of Reincarnation!

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