Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

"Brother Li, if you don't want it, just give it to me. It's a pity to throw it away."

Murong Xiao quickly bent down to pick up the album and dusted it off.

Then he looked up and met Li Mo's suspicious eyes.

Brother Murong, you make me feel strange.

So you came here to buy this thing from the beginning?

Murong Xiao smiled awkwardly:

"I've been studying Buddhist martial arts recently."

"Then what?"

Li Mo was confused.

The Golden Bell Cover is indeed a Buddhist martial art, which needs to be practiced with Buddhist principles.

Is this the reason why you came to buy the emperor's uncle?

Murong Xiao explained with a serious face:

"The Buddhist scriptures say that color is emptiness and emptiness is color. As long as the mind is clear, looking at a beauty is like looking at a dry bone."

"How can I ignore temptation without being tempted? If I don't go to hell, who will?"

"So, I decided to challenge my weakness!"

"..."

Li Mo fell into deep thought.

Color is emptiness, is that how it is understood?

Is the purity of the six senses so pure?

But it seems to make sense, and he couldn't refute it.

Unable to figure it out, Li Mo had to nod and say:

"Okay, remember to return it to me after reading it."

"Okay, Brother Li, goodbye."

Murong Xiao happily accepted the album.

He was about to go back to challenge the weak spot, and Li Mo's instructions came from behind:

"By the way, Brother Murong, you only need to know your understanding of Buddhism, and don't spread it everywhere."

"Ah? Why?"

"I'm afraid that if it spreads to the Buddhist sect, the masters will ask you to challenge your weak spot in killing."

......

Main peak ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is located in the center of the mountain, and the guards are particularly strict. Ying Bing followed several elders and walked a very long way before arriving.

On the way, Ying Bing felt the fluctuations of the soul sweeping over several times.

The power of Qingyuan Sect is definitely not limited to the elders on the surface.

After a while, several people walked to a gate, where there was a sleepy old man.

"Uncle Master."

Shangguan Wencang bowed respectfully.

"Oh, Wen Yuan, I haven't seen you for a long time. How can you bear to come to see me, an old man."

The old man woke up as if from a dream and opened his turbid old eyes.

"Uncle Master, I am Wencang."

Shangguan Wencang smiled bitterly.

"Oh, you are Wencang... I have such a bad memory."

The old man patted the back of his head and asked:

"You are here..."

"Bring the true disciple Ying Bing to meet the ancestor."

Shangguan Wencang took out the sect master token.

"True disciple..."

The old man looked past the elders and saw Ying Bing standing there quietly. A ray of light flashed in his turbid old eyes.

"Good, good..."

He praised several times before taking the token and combining it with the token in his hand.

The spliced ​​tokens were inserted into the center of the gate, and the heavy ancient door with the black bird pattern finally opened slowly.

Ying Bing looked up, her eyes slightly condensed.

She had never been here in her previous life.

The bronze pillars supported the dome, and the style was similar to what she saw in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm. The birds enshrined in it were all full of vicissitudes.

They all stood on a section of bronze sacred tree.

Because of this, in a trance, it felt that they were still alive, with a lively charm.

Hula——

The candles ignited by themselves, illuminating the sacred tree.

"This is the destiny weapon of the Great Shang..."

"To be precise, it is a part of it."

Shangguan Wencang put his hands behind his back, staring at the bronze tree with divine light, he sighed:

"You are destined to take over my burden in the future, and some things are about to be known to you."

"The things on this sacred tree are all the shapes and meanings imprinted by the powerful people of the former Great Shang royal family with their souls."

"You must be very curious why this thing is here."

Shangguan Wencang's eyes flickered.

After a pause, he said:

"My ancestor Qingyuan is not only a meritorious minister of the Great Yu Conglong, but also the last royal family of the Great Shang."

"After helping Emperor Wu to pacify the nine heavens and ten earths, she did not accept the reward, but returned to Ziyang Mansion, the former capital of the Great Shang, to guard the spirit of her ancestors."

"So below the Qingyuan Sect is..."

"The Great Shang Imperial Mausoleum."

Listening to Shangguan Wencang's story.

Many of the nine peaks of the Qingyuan Sect are descendants of the remaining ministers of the Shang Dynasty.

Ying Bing frowned slightly and re-examined the bronze sacred tree.

It was amazing.

The vicissitudes, splendor, ruin, and perfection could actually be embodied in the same thing.

She found that there was an obvious gap above the sacred tree.

This should be a place guarded by hundreds of birds, and it should not be empty.

Shangguan Wencang seemed to know her doubts,Said:

"That should have been the place where the ancestor should have left the shape and meaning imprint, but she later went to the imperial city and never came back."

"Therefore, this golden crow shape was left vacant."

"The shape and meaning imprints on it are all extreme shapes, obscure and mysterious. You have a long way to go, so please comprehend it carefully."

Shangguan Wencang only comprehended one form throughout his life, which is the wild bird swallowing the dragon shape.

Condensing the shape of hundreds of birds and gathering the phoenix spirit, this is the path left by the ancestor.

He thought that this was all a fantasy in his lifetime.

It was not until the appearance of Ying Bing that he saw the dawn.

Ying Bing followed Shangguan Wencang to worship the sacred tree.

Just then, step by step, he walked close to the broken bronze sacred tree.

"Xiao Bing'er, this sacred tree is so majestic that you can't just..."

Xue Jing just spoke and was stopped by Shangguan Wencang with his eyes.

"Master, these Xingyi marks were all left by the royal family of the Great Shang Dynasty, and their wills also remain in them."

Xue Jing said anxiously.

Those wills once belonged to the most noble and powerful.

Each will is not to be disobeyed and is extremely arrogant.

Xiao Bing'er has just started to observe the spirit. If she walks up like this, she might be hurt by the will...

"Let's wait and see."

Shangguan Wencang remained calm and squinted.

But Ying Bing was seen standing in front of the sacred tree, her black hair and dress swaying, like a snow lotus standing in the wind.

Her cold eyes never wavered, as if the vast breath did not exist at all.

She seemed to be taller than the sacred tree.

Dongdong——

It sounded like a heartbeat, and the broken sacred tree suddenly released waves of resonance.

A blue phoenix at the top actually "came alive".

The blue phoenix flapped its wings and flew down, leaving a mysterious trail in the void, as if it transcended time and space.

It stood in front of Ying Bing and saluted.

"Blue phoenix..."

Ying Bing fell into a state of enlightenment.

According to this shape, he carved his own soul.

Then.

Various bird shapes all took the initiative to fly down from the branches.

Buzz——

The lofty aura flowed around Ying Bing, as if she was accepting the worship of the true phoenix.

In the dark, there seemed to be a heavenly sound flowing, and the lingering sound was lingering.

Xue Jing's eyes widened, almost thinking that he saw an illusion.

The other elders all had similar expressions.

Numb.