fake prince

Chapter 167 The Realm of Inheritance
"No, this is not the real world, nor is it the past that goes backwards in time." Liu Zhan looked at this scene, and realized something: "It is said that monsters are different from humans. After the birth of offspring, they can be inherited in the blood."

"From the perspective of Taoism, this inheritance is actually a small piece of primordial spirit. I didn't expect that not only is this true, but also that the spirit of inheritance can construct such a real small world."

"Although it is an illusion, if you are injured here, it will affect your body, and if you benefit here, your body will also get feedback."

"I just don't know what era this memory is, anyway, it can't be this dynasty."

Thinking of this, they have passed through the hall.

The demon official who spoke out had a higher official position than the demon official who Liu Zhan took his body, so he ordered: "Go and count the utensils used for the sacrifice."

"Hmph, those little monsters can't even count the numbers, and we have to supervise them, and few of them can be used."

Liu Zhan complied, ordered a few little demons to go to work, and pretended to supervise, explaining his guess to Zheng Yingci.

"...Monsters are different from humans. They often take the form of primordial spirits, leaving and passing on the memories of their parents and even higher."

"This should be the Spirit of Inheritance opened by the Dragon Lord."

After the explanation, Liu Zhan couldn't help feeling sad again, thinking to himself: "It's a pity that Huidao has always refused to work for me, so I can't make targeted preparations."

The inheritance of Tianjishu is not only Taoism, but also some kind of talent.

Huidao is a talented person.

Liu Zhan didn't want to think about the fate of Hui Dao's teacher, but even if there was a grievance, could he resist and passively disobey?
Compared with Huidao, his principles are stronger.

Even Liu Zhan's teacher, some people think that the righteous gods of the demon clan are also gods, not monsters, but in Liu Zhan's place, even if there is an officially canonized dragon god, they are still monsters!

If it is a monster, it must be killed, and if it is not my race, its heart must be different.

Now we have to see what era this memory is in order to deal with it in a targeted manner.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhan told Zheng Yingci: "When it's time for the sacrifice, there will be a young dragon, which is the body of the future dragon king who will accept the inheritance."

"It's also the little dragon girl you met in the Dragon Palace Chess Tournament last time."

"It's just that the young dragon is not the real body, it's just a scene. The real young dragon is actually in the body of Lord Long."

"Every step and every thought of the Dragon Lord is to let the young dragon experience the memory of the Dragon Lord. We are in the middle of the game and don't move until the steps are completed. This is the Yuanling acting according to the historical memory, and the attack is useless. will be excluded."

"Even if you have great supernatural powers, if you resist rejection, it will damage the inheritance inside."

"Wait for the inheritance event to complete before attacking. At that time, the young dragon is absorbing the spirit of inheritance, and the protection power is the weakest, so it can be scattered and seized."

After hearing this, Zheng Yingci knew that it was the master who was reminding him, so he immediately agreed, but his heart felt a little cold for no reason, so familiar with the inheritance of the Yaozu, has this been successful many times?
Could it be that it is rumored that half of Taoism is obtained from the monster clan, is it true?
"Woo—" Just as Zheng Yingci was meditating, a strange voice sounded in the Dragon Palace.

It should be a musical instrument, but the sound of whimpering is extremely loud.

At this moment, all the demons, as well as the various uninvited guests disguised as demons, were shocked and went to investigate the source of the sound.

But to their surprise, the sound did not come from the Dragon Palace, but from above.

Could it be that someone on the lake did something, and some people secretly raised their vigilance.

Zheng Yingci kept his master's advice in mind, imitating the appearance of a little demon, looking up in a daze.

And Liu Zhan, calm on the surface, has set off a storm in his heart.

"Is this..."

"My official, Cai Li, an imperial envoy of the Great Wei Dynasty, was ordered by my emperor to come to Panlong Lake to worship the Dragon Lord." A middle-aged male voice resounded through the entire Dragon Palace at this time.

"The auspicious time has not yet arrived, please wait a moment, Lord Long."

From the content of these words, it is not difficult to guess that those who said these words were not all the monsters in the Dragon Palace, let alone gods, but just a court official in Yangjian.

But it is strange to say that this is just a notice before the sacrifice, and the words are like thunder, rolling in the Dragon Palace, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is deafening.

Every demon can hear it. When the Dragon Lord was sacrificed in the Yangjian, did the Dragon Palace look like this?

Many outsiders present were surprised by it.

Even Liu Zhan experienced this for the first time, so he couldn't help being surprised.

"It is said that in the past dynasties, there is a dragon spirit, but no one has seen it. In reality, officials can't resist a knife and an arrow. But in the world of ghosts and gods, is it like this?"

It's just that this is not the time to study carefully, so I quickly suppressed this surprise and turned to observe the details. This should be the memory of the spirit of inheritance it represents.

Zheng Yingci didn't dare to say anything, seeing some monsters gathered around, he could only confuse among them, and occasionally looked at Master secretly, but saw Master's face was solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

"Master must know something." Zheng Yingci thought.

And it is true.

As soon as Liu Zhan recalled the name Cai Li, he guessed what period it was.

"It turned out to be this."

In the Great Wei Dynasty, there was a sacrificial ceremony once, and the official who presided over the sacrificial ceremony was Cai Li, a third-rank official in the dynasty.

If I remember correctly, this sacrifice is also a blood sacrifice.

The main sacrifice was the soul of a corrupt official, and a new reward from the court was also given.

"Zhaoling Purun..." At that time, the emperor seemed to bestow these four words on Long Jun again.

"It's hateful, the imperial court actually bestowed their power on these demon gods, instead of us trembling Taoists who slay demons and eliminate demons."

"For those who are not of my race, their hearts must be different. The monsters have become gods, or they are still demon gods. How do you know that these demon gods will not turn against the water when the critical moment comes?"

"Everyone is as stupid as a pig!" Thinking of it, Liu Zhan felt bitter in his heart, and his mouth smelled fishy.

It is false to say that people do not have imperial seals, but they are all imperial seals at the level of real people, and they are also extremely rare. Many famous Taoists call them real people, but they are actually private seals.

For a moment, Liu Zhan even understood Huidao's mood.

Just when Liu Zhan was recalling, the sound of the horn sounded, and he quickly walked a few steps to the open space. This is also a high platform with a total of nine levels, which is specially used for sacrificial offerings.

Monster races gathered around the altar, and the little demon transformed by Zheng Yingci also followed. Liu Zhan exchanged glances with him, and they both walked to a corner in silence.

At this time, there were many more monsters gathered than before. The sound of the horn was obviously a summoning signal. Thinking of the sound heard, these monsters were all here for today's sacrifice.

"One of the most important characters is missing here." Liu Zhan glanced around, and found that not to mention the young dragon, the Dragon Lord, the inheritor of this memory, was not there.

"It should only appear during the sacrificial offering." Liu Zhan suppressed the anxiety in his heart and waited patiently.

(End of this chapter)