Chapter 486 Emperor Qin’s Thoughts! The Foundation of the Setting Sun (4k)

In the middle of the night, the bright moon is like a fox's eyes hanging above the dark night.

At the corner teahouse, the bosses are already cleaning up their stalls.

Zhou Dao turned around and saw the familiar figure.

That day he took Luo Qiqi to escort the [Earth Buddha Relic] into the palace, the clay sculpture master he had seen before.

Like that day, he was still wearing common clothes.

"Uncle, is that you?"

Zhou Dao walked over.

The middle-aged man in civilian clothes made a gesture of invitation.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Zhou Dao sat down, a little confused. The rules in the palace were strict, and even craftsmen could not leave the palace casually, not to mention it was so late.

"Come out and walk around."

The middle-aged man in civilian clothes looked at Zhou Dao and said, "I haven't seen you for a while. You are doing well."

"TOEFL." Zhou Dao said politely.

"It's nice to be young."

The middle-aged commoner looked at Zhou Dao, with a smile of reminiscence on his face.

"When I was young, I was like you, with lofty ambitions and wanted to be a demon-slayer guard."

"Hahaha."

Zhou Dao laughed, who didn’t dream of wielding a sword when he was young? Even clay sculpture masters are not exempt from vulgarity.

"Uncle is joking, I don't have any lofty ambitions."

"There's none?"

The middle-aged commoner was noncommittal and took a deep look at Zhou Dao.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Zhou Dao was so stared at that he couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing." The middle-aged commoner shook his head: "When I see you, I think of those useless sons."

"How many sons does uncle have?" Zhou Daoxian asked casually, extremely bored.

Ever since the King Yuan's Dharma Conference, Zhou Dao's nerves have been too tight. He has been killing and pushing all the way, whether it is the Chiling Palace or the Six Great Sects, it has brought him a lot of pressure.

On the contrary, facing ordinary people with no identity like the middle-aged commoner, it seemed a lot easier.

"I have quite a few sons." The middle-aged commoner smiled slightly and said, "The youngest among them is only six years old."

"Haha, that's the most troublesome age."

Zhou Dao smiled. He was the most naughty when he was six years old, which gave the old drunkard quite a headache. Once he almost killed the Sunset Sect's broken Taoist temple. Several times, the senior brother beat him unconscious. Picture A quiet place.

"It really makes people worry." The middle-aged man suddenly said.

"Recently, I wanted him to take a trip for me, but he was too young, so I let him go, which would inevitably lead to twists and turns."

"Traveling for you!?"

Zhou Dao was startled, with a strange look on his face. A child of five or six years old, with a big butt, traveling far away for such an adult? What can you do?

"Do you think I should let him go?" The middle-aged commoner looked at Zhou Dao and asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was startled. If he could think of letting a five- or six-year-old child go out, it probably wouldn't be anything important.

"Go ahead, a little guy like this needs practice to become obedient and sensible." Zhou Dao said with a smile.

He was trained like this by his senior brother when he was young.

"Just find someone to follow."

"Hahaha."

Suddenly, the commoner middle-aged man laughed loudly, stood up, turned around and left.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao was startled and couldn't help shouting: "Uncle...Uncle..."

On the cold street, the echoes became louder and louder. Under the moonlight, the long shadow gradually disappeared until no one could be seen anymore.

"What a weirdo."

Zhou Dao curled his lips, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, and was about to leave.

"Uncle, you haven't paid me yet?"

"Um?"

"He ordered this."

"Yeah, he didn't give me any money either."

"I do not know him."

"The old man is making fun of the younger one. If you two don't know each other, why are you still there talking so happily?"

"..."

Zhou Dao's eyes rolled, looking at the direction where the middle-aged man Buyi disappeared, his expression getting weirder and weirder.

"Damn it, old liar."

Zhou Dao spat, and proudly took out ten large pieces and slapped them on the table.

"Keep the change, please!"

As he spoke, Zhou Dao walked towards the street without turning his head.

"Uncle, there are still two big coins left."

The boss's urgent voice came from behind, echoing in the quiet night.

…

It's five o'clock in the morning, in an elegant courtyard.

"Senior Brother Xiong, Senior Sister Liu died so tragically."

Yun Chibiao's cry broke the silence of the night. He cried sadly, as if his own mother had died, revealing endless sadness, just like the stream of autumn water, infecting the youth of the mountain.

In the hall, Xiong Jiuyin looked cold and ugly, with deep anger in his deep eyes.

He himself is a disciple of Longhu Mountain, and he is in charge of one of the thirteen Taoist Law Enforcement Teams. Liu Xingyue is one of the most capable officers under his command, and now he is missing in the capital.

Not only would this seriously damage his prestige, it would also be difficult for Jiu Miao Temple to explain.

"Senior Brother Xiong, I only hate that... I am incompetent and could not save Senior Sister Liu..."

Yun Chibiao cried while holding Xiong Jiuyin's thigh.

"If possible, I would rather die..."

Yun Chibiao cried heartbreakingly, the pain engraved into his bones, as if he could not erase it even in three lifetimes.

"Alas...you are very affectionate." Xiong Jiuyin couldn't help but be moved as he looked at it.

Friends are shown in times of need. He did not expect that Yun Chibiao would be so affectionate and righteous, and he was full of pain and self-blame for Liu Xingyue's death.

There was even a feeling of risking one's life and wanting to die for her.

For monks, too much emotion is not a good thing.

But as a person, Yun Chibiao is worthy of being a good man of flesh and blood with love and righteousness.

"You don't have to be too sad. I didn't expect that Wang Xiaoyi was so lucky and had such a master behind him."

Xiong Jiuyin raised his hand to help Yun Chibiao, looked at his devastated and painful state, and offered words of comfort.

"I have also heard about that Zhou Dao. He killed many masters of Chiling Palace. He is above the Yuan King Dharma Assembly and is second only to Yan Lord."

"Such a master, even if you take action, you can't save Liu Xingyue."

"What I can't forgive myself for the most is that Senior Sister Liu used her own life to buy me a chance to escape..."

Yun Chibiao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. He felt so sad that he couldn't bear to live. It seemed that the next moment, he would follow Liu Xingyue.

"The love is unparalleled, okay, you will follow me well from now on."

Xiong Jiuyin's eyes glowed brightly. He raised his hand and waved, and a stream of light flew out and landed in front of Yun Chibiao.

It was a bloody long sword, as red as flames, with a blade like a crescent moon. The scarlet luster was like the end of purgatory, sealing away the roars and shouts of countless resentful spirits.

"First-grade magic weapon, Bloody Night King Sword."

A look of pride appeared on Xiong Jiuyin's face: "This first-grade magic weapon is made from the bones of the high-level demon [Blood-Winged Spirit Bat] that was killed and refined. Combined with your Void Blade Technique, it has infinite power. Today I will give it to you."

Xiong Jiuyin pointed out, and the Blood Night King Sword fell into Yun Chibiao's hand.

In an instant, a powerful and turbulent force poured into Yun Chibiao's body. His void energy was boiling and stained blood red, and the weakness caused by the [Parasite Suspended Death Technique] before was completely dissipated.

"From now on, just stay with me."

"Thank you, Brother Xiong."

Yun Chibiao was grateful and looked frightened.

"Follow your mother, you big idiot."

Another voice echoed in Yun Chibiao's heart. In his heart, Zhou Dao was the one worth following.

The existence of the soul demon species was quietly affecting him.

"Senior Brother Xiong, then Wang Xiaoyi..."

"Wang Xiaoyi!?" Xiong Jiuyin sneered: "He thinks that by finding the Taoist temple left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng, he can practice the great reversal of life and death!?"

"Is it possible!?" Yun Chibiao's heart moved and he asked quickly.

"How can it be so easy to master such a skill and a heaven-defying opportunity?"

At this moment, a loud voice came.

Yun Chibiao raised his eyes and saw the eighth prince striding in wearing a python robe, roaring like a tiger and roaring like a dragon.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time."

"Brother Xiong, since we said goodbye to Longhu Mountain, you have become more diligent."

The Eighth Prince was quite familiar with Xiong Jiuyin. Back then, he went to Longhu Mountain to offer incense, stayed there for a while, and made many disciples of Longhu Mountain.

Xiong Jiuyin is one of them.

In fact, as the heir of Prince Qin, it is a common method to make friends with Taoist masters, except for the most mysterious Ninth Prince.

"With the help of His Highness Eighth Prince, this matter became Eighty-nine."

Xiong Jiuyin was well aware of the Eighth Prince's methods. Among the many princes, this person had the reputation of being a wise king. He had the widest connections and the most masters.

In fact, there have been voices outside that it will be the Eighth Prince who will enter the tomb in place of Emperor Qin.

"When Chen Zhuofeng understood the Great Reversal of Life and Death, he was robbed..."

The eighth prince's voice became mysterious.

Xiong Jiuyin couldn't help but be moved and quickly raised his hand: "Yun Chibiao, please go out first."

Immortal Master Zhuofeng is a powerful ancestor of Longhu Mountain, so naturally his secrets cannot be known to outsiders.

Yun Chibiao's heart sank slightly, nodded, and retreated.

"Brother Xiong is really cautious."

"It concerns the master's sect." Xiong Jiuyin waved his hand: "Your Highness, continue."

"How can a great man like Chen Zhuofeng, who has understood such a Taoism, be without disaster? Brother Xiong, do you know where that disaster comes from?"

The eighth prince asked in a low voice.

"Where?"

"Master of the Great Tomb!"

"You said it was...the big tomb where King Yuan worshiped!?"

Xiong Jiuyin is a master of Longhu Mountain. Although he doesn't know the existence of Yuanzu, he is very familiar with the big tomb.

You must know that Yuanzu is the great secret of the world, which lasts through the years. How can ordinary masters be qualified to know it?

But that one is different, it is related to King Yuan, and everyone in the world knows it.

Xiong Jiuyin did not expect that Immortal Master Zhuofeng would encounter a calamity when he studied Taoism, and it originated from the master of the tomb.

"Then Wang Xiaoyi is looking for death. He came to the capital from afar and got involved in such heaven-defying methods."

The Eighth Prince chuckled: "But I don't know that the day of success will be the day of disaster."

"At that time, the great reversal of life and death will be in Brother Xiong's pocket."

"His Highness is indeed a very human being, and he can even know such secrets."

Xiong Jiuyin's eyes narrowed and he suddenly said: "It's just that Zhou Dao..."

Of course, the relationship between Wang Xiaoyi and Zhou Dao goes without saying, not to mention that the Taoist temple left by Immortal Master Zhuofeng has now fallen into Zhou Dao's control.

"Zhou Dao..."

The smile on the Eighth Prince's face became brighter and brighter. He had already heard about one of the most popular figures in the capital in recent years.

"Don't worry, there will be experts who will stop him."

The eighth prince's words revealed deep confidence and irrefutable majesty.

In the dark sky and night, a full moon falls in the west.

Protector's Mansion.

Wu Xuanxin was sitting in the pavilion, and the night wind suddenly picked up, blowing the thin robe.

He looked at the sky, with no waves in his deep eyes.

"It seems you can't wait any longer."

At this moment, Lu Xianyang walked slowly out of the night and stepped into the pavilion.

"You've been training me for so long, it's time to give it a try."

Wu Xuanxin took a deep look at Lu Xianyang. Since the Yuanwang Dharma Assembly, he felt that the other party had become more unfathomable and more mysterious than before.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Lu Xianyang said lightly: "I also want to see how far he has grown now."

After the words fell, Wu Xuanxin turned his head, said nothing, and then slowly stood up.

"After waiting for so long, we finally meet again, Zhou Dao, please don't let me down."

Wu Xuanxin murmured softly and walked out of the small courtyard.

…

The next day, it was dawn.

Zhou Dao then got up, holding the little black cat in his arms, and planned to go to Taihu Street in the east of the city to get a bowl of crispy tofu soup.

I heard from Luo Qiqi that there is a new tofu shop there. There are various ways to eat tofu, and the most delicious one is the crispy tofu soup.

It is said that the puff pastry alone needs to be prepared three days in advance, and the tofu is also made by the proprietress herself. It is fragrant, smooth, white and tender, and the juice is delicious.

It's a pity that it can't be taken away, otherwise the taste will be ruined.

Zhou Dao was very excited and planned to try it himself.

"What's so delicious about tofu?"

The little black cat was lazily held in Zhou Dao's arms, wagging its tail.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a figure standing outside the door. He was thin and tall, and in the blink of an eye, he looked like a mountain standing horizontally.

"teacher!?"

Li Zangfeng's eyes glanced at the little black cat inadvertently, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Put the cat down and follow me."

"snort."

The little black cat snorted coldly, but Zhou Dao did not dare to neglect him. He comforted the little black cat and hurriedly followed.

Hidden Sword Palace.

This is Li Zangfeng’s dojo.

In the Yuyao Division, each of the nine divine pillars has their own dojo, such as the Tianzhu's [Tiantian Palace], the Thunder Pillar's [Thunder Palace], the Qi Pillar's [Wangqi Palace], etc.

"Teacher, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhou Dao asked, although Li Zangfeng would often call him here to teach him magical powers and explain Taoism.

But so early in the morning, this was the first time he took such initiative.

"Did you meet someone from Feixian Palace yesterday?"

"Yeah." Zhou Dao said softly, but he didn't hide anything.

He had nothing to hide about Li Zangfeng. Dangdang Jianzhu was not only his teacher in name, but actually his uncle.

"Where are the people?"

"Kill." Zhou Dao only uttered two words, an understatement and extremely calm.

"Just kill him."

Li Zangfeng pondered for a moment and only uttered five words.

To other people, killing the disciples of the Sixth Avenue Sect was a heinous crime, but to Li Zangfeng it was not a big deal.

In fact, he killed a lot of people when he was young, and a large part of them came from the Six Avenues Sect.

"You're lucky, the girl you met is a dabbler." Li Zangfeng glanced at her and said calmly.

"Half-hearted!?" Zhou Dao looked strange.

In his eyes, Liu Xingyue was no dabbler, she was considered outstanding among the young disciples of Jiu Miao Temple.

Especially the move to summon the gods to rectify all kinds of magic. If Zhou Dao hadn't mastered the [Cursed Sun Seal], he might not have been able to do it.

"Please call the gods to come and descend into the world as a spiritual official. He is one of the Nine Wonderful Temples and protects the gods. If it is really used, can you stop it with your cursed sun seal?"

Li Zangfeng was surprisingly strict as a teacher.

"Our Sunset Sect has ten great seals, which are the foundation of all cultivation. You are lucky to have mastered the Cursed Sun Seal."

"This seal is specifically designed to restrain the guardian gods of the Six Great Sects."

"Ten great seals!?"

Zhou Dao was startled, this was the first time he heard about it.

"Every disciple of my Sunset Sect must understand a kind of magic seal, and all kinds of magical powers in the future will be based on this." Li Zangfeng said lightly.

Only those who master one of the "Ten Great Seals" can truly be considered a disciple of the Sunset Sect.

"Does the teacher know how to do it? Which kind?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

"What I learned is [Spiritual Sun Seal]."

Li Zangfeng raised a finger, and the flowers and plants next to him glowed as brightly as the sun, and then turned into countless light and electricity, lingering on Li Zangfeng's fingertips.

The great sun is shining, creating all things, and all laws have spirit, only I can use them.

The spirituality of heaven and earth is all at the tip of this finger.

Buzz…

Suddenly, the fluorescent light lingering on the fingertips suddenly changed, condensing a supreme sword energy, fierce and domineering, shocking the world.

All of Li Zangfeng's magical powers are based on the [Spiritual Sun Seal], and the various techniques are ever-changing.

"this……"

Zhou Dao's eyes shone when he saw it. Li Zangfeng's [Spiritual Sun Seal] seemed to be much more magical than his [Curse Sun Seal].

"Senior brother... Where is senior brother? What kind of sealing technique does he practice?" Zhou Dao suddenly asked.

"Lin Jie!?"

Li Zangfeng pondered for a moment and uttered three words.

"Jie Sun Seal!"