Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

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There was a low wailing sound in the fox cave, like crying.

There were more and more cracks on the tablet tablet, until it finally burst open with a "bang".

"There's no need to grieve. Anyone in my silver fox lineage, who cultivates the Tao and enters the world, needs to go through many calamities. Only after passing through can I truly be regarded as the ancestor's bloodline."

At this moment, the indifferent and ethereal voice sounded again.

Immediately, the mournful screams in the fox cave dissipated immediately.

"This is her doom. If she is not good enough, she will suffer this catastrophe. She can only blame herself."

"Aunt Rou, do you know who was cruel to Third Sister?" In the darkness, a pair of eyes glowing with a faint golden light blinked.

The fox's voice was slightly immature, but there was a hint of coldness.

"Xiao Jiu, your talent is not weak, don't act rashly, there is Karma in everything, it's none of your business." Aunt Rou said indifferently.

Since the Dao King Festival, their veins have gradually withered away.

The ancestors once set the rules, all the silver fox lineage, cultivating the Tao and entering the world, after hundreds of calamities, can hope to revive the fierceness of the ancestors.

Otherwise, with the light, this clan will sooner or later become the plaything of other monster clans.

If this is the case, it is better to wither as soon as possible, and the dead race will become extinct.

"Third sister treats me well, when she was a little fox, she always took care of me, I just want a thought..." The fox known as Xiaojiu said solemnly.

Aunt Rou was silent, and after a long while, she said, "It's possible to make a fortune."

The voice fell, and a cluster of crimson flames ignited in the fox cave.

At the top, an ancient portrait emerges.

There is a silver-white fox on it, with nine tails, holy as a god, walking on the mountain, bearing the star, the river is rolling, surrounding it.

At this moment, the shattered stone tablet was swelled with black gas, which converged and changed in front of the ancient painting.

Roar……

Suddenly, that black gas turned into an evil ghost, with exposed fangs, a ferocious light flickered, and in an instant, it completely dissipated.

For a while, there was a commotion in the fox cave.

The devil just now was really scary.

"Aunt Rou..." Xiao Jiu was surprised.

"It is rumored that there were seven evil gods in ancient times, who were transformed by demons, who were transformed by Taoists and regarded as Dharma protectors. The Heavenly Devil Sect once created the seven great spirit mysteries, and the evil spirit just now should be King Yaksha. !" Auntie Rou's voice became extremely solemn.

"Heavenly Devil sect? I wrote it down." Xiao Jiu gritted her fangs.

"Delusion!" Aunt Rou sighed.

In the fox cave, the flames were extinguished, and the broken stone tablets were turned into pieces and scattered with the wind.

Everything is calm again.

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Pingjiang City!

Dragon Gate!

As we all know, there are four major families in Pingjiang City, known as the Three Family Family.

The Lin family is a rising star, but it is extremely powerful. Although it has only been passed down for more than three generations, it has never been called a "door", but its strength is not inferior to the other three.

The so-called three gates, that is, the three most ancient and powerful families in Pingjiang City, Longmen, Hongmen and Yuanmen.

Among them, Longmen is naturally the strongest.

It is rumored that Pingjiang Longmen and the first master of Lin'an Prefecture, Huo Dragon King, still have some incense love. Their ancestors once learned Taoism from Longhu Mountain.

Under the moonlight, Ming Yunzi and Yuan Shaoqing suddenly visit.

Ming Yunzi was in a very bad mood.

Little Heiyunjun went to Ping'an Town to arrest Wang Xuanzhi, in his opinion, it was just a little effort.

However, in the past so many days, Xiaoheiyunjun has no news, as if he has completely disappeared.

Obviously, there is a problem here.

Xiao Heiyun Jun listens to Ming Yunzi's words the most on weekdays, and he will never be silent and disappear from the world.

Ming Yunzi was extremely irritable in his heart. He was lonely and cold, and the things he liked were constantly changing. Even his parents in this life could abandon them at will.

Only this precious son, Ming Yunzi, is very obsessed. Over the years, I don't know how much effort has been spent on it.

After suddenly missing for so many days, even Ming Yunzi was a little panicked.

He didn't know what went wrong, was it on the way out, or was it on the way back?

Is it alive? Or die?

If still alive, where are people?

If dead, where is the body?

All this has to be figured out.

So here he is.

Two years ago, a Taoist priest came to Longmen in Pingjiang. He was known as the descendant of Longhu Mountain.

Pingjiang Longmen regarded him as a guest of honor.

It is precisely because of the help of this Taoist priest that the momentum of Pingjiang Longmen is getting stronger and stronger, and the other three that were originally inferior are even more crushed.

Ming Yunzi did not hesitate to lower his posture, just wanting to ask the Taoist priest to take action and help him calculate the whereabouts of Xiao Heiyun Junming Jianbo.

"Wait two." A servant greeted.

Yuan Shaoqing glanced at it, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He could see that this servant was different and had reached the Third Stage of Refining.

Pingjiang Longmen really has a profound background, and the servants who greet the distinguished guests are no trivial matter, and there is the possibility of stepping into the refining realm at any time.

"Senior, don't worry, if you can hire Changqing Daoist, you can definitely figure out the whereabouts of Little Black Cloud." Yuan Shaoqing comforted.

He has also mentioned the name of Changqing Daoist many times by Yuan Qiuyi.

Even the head of Yuanmen has praised him, which shows that his way is profound, and he is definitely not a false name.

"I hope so." Ming Yunzi said coldly.

A cold light flashed in Yuan Shaoqing's eyes, which was fleeting and difficult to detect.

How dare this old man put up a show in front of him?

If he did it himself, where would there be so many changes?

Yuan Shaoqing sneered in his heart, he paid a huge price and offered such a generous gift, and finally let his snake demon son take action, which is simply perfunctory to him.

Missing now? Hehe, it's better to die outside.

His thoughts turned sharply, but he didn't speak.

"When one thinks of life and death, there is no hope of disaster and calamity. If there is death, there will be no life. The ashes of the catastrophe return to the truth."

At this moment, a loud sound resounded through the courtyard.

Ming Yunzi's complexion changed slightly, and when he looked at the sound, he saw a Daoist approaching, with immortal style, beard and hair floating, and there seemed to be a faint halo around him. There was a faint scent of elixir, like an Innate baby, returning to the original. If rushed into the void.

"Nine Transformations of Refining Realm!?" Ming Yunzi's heart skipped a beat.

Although he had already heard of Changqing Daoist's name, he did not expect that the other party turned out to be a master of the Nine Transformations.

This kind of master, even he is far behind.

"I have seen the Taoist priest." Ming Yunzi got up and said.

Yuan Shaoqing also knew that he was powerful and did not dare to neglect.

"The purpose of the two of you is already known."

"Also ask the Taoist priest to make a divination."

Evergreen Daoist shook his head, "I just explained it."

"Explain?" Ming Yunzi asked in confusion.

"When one thinks of life and death, there is no hope of disaster and calamity. If there is death, there will be no life. The ashes of the catastrophe return to the truth."

Ming Yunzi chewed on these words, his expression gradually changed, "The Daoist means..."

"That little snake demon has already responded to the calamity, its body is gone, its bones are smashed, and there is no place to be buried."

The words were like five thunders, Ming Yunzi's body swayed, his complexion became grim, and his scarlet eyes sparked with fire, angered and horrified.

"Who... who is it!?"

"Ping'an Town!" Changqing Daoist looked at Ming Yunzi, who was gradually dominated by anger, and the corners of his lips lightly spit out three words! ! !

rumbling...

Ming Yunzi's figure was like a black line, and he rushed out of the courtyard.

Yuan Shaoqing was overjoyed and followed him out.

Changqing Daoist looked at the silhouettes of the two who were leaving, and his eyes narrowed: "There are only three things, this is the third calamity. After two years of coming here, my wish will finally come true!!"