Chapter 659: Eight Evil People Gathered Together in a Fire Situation! The Patriarch Appears

Lingzhao Mountain, Chiling Palace.

The full moon sets in the west, the big stars wither, and the black magpie circles the branches and makes a disturbing call.

"Prince Yuan..."

Suddenly, a heartbreaking roar came from the [Wu Sun Palace], shaking the entire Chiling Palace.

The Sunless Palace was created by the first founder of Chiling Palace, and it has been the residence of the masters of Chiling Palace throughout the ages.

"What happened? Is that a man's voice, coming from the palace master's bedroom?"

"That voice sounds familiar. It seems to be the master of Zhou Tianxuan Sect."

"This person has always been obedient to the palace master, licking him silently. How could he be so angry?"

"I seemed to hear Prince Yuan's name."

In the distance, the spiritual thoughts of a group of masters intertwined in the void, and then, the angry emotions spread like roaring waves, killing all these idiots who were talking nonsense.

In the Sunless Hall, the white gauze curtain swayed with the night wind.

The hall was surrounded by bright candles.

In the center, a graceful figure is suspended in mid-air. Her eyes are closed tightly, her long eyelashes are clearly visible, and her beautiful face looks extremely dreamy under the candlelight.

However, this beautiful body has no breath, as if it has fallen into a deep sleep that is difficult to wake up from.

"Prince Yuan... I hate you so much that I will crush you to ashes..."

Chu Kuangtian looked at Ye Miaoxian who had lost all his vitality, his eyes were red and he was furious with hatred.

His aura was constantly changing, as if he was entering the devil's path, and seemed to be breaking through the entire Sunless Palace.

Chu Kuangtian looked at Ye Miaoxian's body, his heart filled with grief. He raised his right hand and wanted to touch it, but he trembled slightly and finally held back.

Even after her death, he would not dare to touch the most holy body in the world without permission.

In Chu Kuangtian's eyes, compared with Ye Miaoxian, everything in the world was dirty and dirty, including himself of course.

It is a sin to touch Ye Miaoxian's body unless she obtains her consent.

But now that Ye Miaoxian is gone, she can no longer agree with Chu Kuangtian's delusion.

He has been obsessed with it all his life, chased it all his life, fantasized about it all his life... His wish that he could not achieve even until his death finally came to nothing.

At this moment, Chu Kuangtian only felt that the world was vast, he became lonely, and there was no longer any meaning to survive.

"Zhou Dao..." Chu Kuangtian's murderous intent was strong.

Now, he finally no longer has any concerns. After breaking away from the last shackles, he is like a demon and has no inhibitions.

What about Zhou Xuan's parent and son, the heir of the sword pillar...

These are no longer any obstacles to him.

The road ahead is bleak and the only option is killing!

"calm down."

At this moment, a majestic figure appeared in the hall and held Chu Kuangtian's shoulders.

Ye Shen glanced at Ye Miaoxian's body, his eyes darkened, as if like frost.

"Do you want to rush directly to the Monster Control Department and start killing people?"

"What's wrong? The Monster Control Department is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den?" Chu Kuangtian said coldly.

"Are you the reborn Taizu or the reincarnation of the Martial Emperor? Are you capable of suppressing the Nine Divine Pillars and killing Lu Xianyou?"

Ye Shen's right arm shook slightly, and cracks formed in the void, slightly suppressing Chu Kuangtian's violent aura.

"I am confident that I will kill that brat before alerting them." Chu Kuangtian's eyes were serious.

Ye Miaoxian died, and he only had one thought.

"Then what? You're going to die too."

"Do you think I'm still afraid of death?" Chu Kuangtian sneered: "Back then, when I betrayed Zhou Xuan, my life was already given to Miao Xian."

"Now that she is gone, what do you think is the value of my life?"

Chu Kuangtian lived his whole life for Ye Miaoxian...

As early as that year, he followed Zhou Xuan to Beijing to attend the Yuan King Dharma Assembly, and saw Ye Miaoxian for the first time...

At that time, Ye Miaoxian was still a girl with bright eyes and good eyesight. She did not have a domineering aura, nor was she aloof and cold. She was carefree, and her every move and smile showed innocence and liveliness.

At that time, Chu Kuangtian knew that this was what he had wanted for the rest of his life.

"Since she has inherited the position of the master of Chiling Palace, how can she die so easily?"

Ye Shen's words were like a beacon in the darkness, giving Chu Kuangtian a glimmer of hope.

His expression suddenly changed and he looked at Ye Shen suddenly, as if a licking dog that had fallen into the water had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Can you save Miaoxian?"

"not me."

Ye Shen whispered: "Follow me."

As he spoke, with a thought in his mind, he dragged Ye Miaoxian's body towards the depths of the Sunless Palace.

Chu Kuangtian followed without hesitation.

After a while, the palace seemed to have come to an end, and an ancient bronze door stood in front of him.

"This is..." Chu Kuangtian looked at the portal in front of him, his expression slightly changed, revealing a look of surprise.

The ancient pattern engraved on the bronze door seemed familiar. He had seen it before when he followed Zhou Xuan.

The sun sets on Cangshan Mountain, the setting sun is like blood, there are few tragic songs, and the sight is full of corpses and soldiers...

"What's this?"

Chu Kuangtian asked in a deep voice, seeming to have calmed down from his anger just now.

"This is the forbidden area left by the ancestor, and it is also the biggest secret of my imperial palace." Ye Shen's eyes narrowed.

In the entire Chiling Palace, there are no more than three people who are qualified to enter here.

"The Patriarch of Chiling Palace!?" Chu Kuangtian seemed to be moved.

He once heard Ye Miaoxian mention that the founder of Chiling Palace was a Taoist priest from a mysterious sect.

According to old legends, the mysterious sect is like a dragon hidden in the abyss, hidden from the world, as hard to see as the setting sun, and deeply entangled with the central tomb.

The young ancestor of Chiling Palace learned skills from this sect, and later met Taizu, and their bond gradually deepened and they became obsessed with each other for the rest of their lives.

Such a figure was once as famous as Taizu and the first general commander, and he controlled the great Qin Dynasty for thousands of years.

Here is the secret he left behind.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the ancient bronze portal shook violently, and a gap emerged from the middle.

The door that had not been opened for a long time finally opened wide, and the cold wind poured out of it, as if it was connected to another world.

Dots of fluorescent light flickered, illuminating the scene behind the portal in a trance.

"Is this... an abyss!?" Chu Kuangtian took a step forward.

The endless darkness is a blur, and I don’t know what kind of mystery is hidden there. A wisp of incense lingers, like a real dragon flickering and disappearing, constantly sinking into the abyss, like...

breathe! ?

"What is this... that the Patriarch of Chiling Palace left behind?"

Chu Kuangtian looked strange, feeling the strong danger, and subconsciously took a step back.

"This is the [Eight Fiends Gathering Fire Bureau]." Ye Shen whispered.

"Eight Evils Gathering in Fire Bureau!?" Chu Kuangtian chewed on the name and looked strange.

"It was not without reason that the Patriarch founded the Chiling Palace in Lingzhao Mountain. This place was originally a vicious cave, the place where the Great Qin Dragon Veins' ferocious claws..." Ye Shen whispered.

The dragon's veins rose and fell, and the evil aura accumulated here. Later, the founder of Ling Palace ordered to set up tombs at eight evil places around Lingzhao Mountain, and buried eight skeletons.

"Eight skeletons!?" If Chu Kuangtian was moved, he subconsciously asked: "What is that..."

Ye Shen shook his head and did not answer. It seemed that the key secret of Chiling Palace was involved.

Since then, the Eight Fierce Fire Gathering Bureau has been completely formed. This abyss is located in the center of the Eight Fierce Land, and the three thousand years of incense in the Imperial Palace have been supporting it.

"What do you want from Chiling Palace?" Chu Kuangtian looked at the seemingly endless abyss with fear and asked in a deep voice.

"When Zhou Xuan approached Miaoxian, most of it was because of the secrets here..."

"It's a pity that he will never see him again in this life."

As he spoke, Ye Shen waved his right hand gently, and Ye Miaoxian's body floated in the air, flying towards the abyss.

"What are you doing?" Chu Kuangtian's complexion changed slightly and he shouted.

"Only in this way can she have hope of surviving." Ye Shen said lightly.

"That little guy is no longer what he used to be. He caused a catastrophe. Such damage is irreversible."

Speaking of this, Ye Shen's eyes filled with intense coldness.

Today's Zhou Dao is no longer the kid who needed the protection of Qin Baichu and Jianzhu. He has gradually matured, and even Ye Miaoxian has fallen into her hands.

Chu Kuangtian looked at Ye Miaoxian's figure gradually sinking into the abyss, and finally suppressed the urge to intercept, an evil look flashed across his solemn face.

"That little brat will become even more powerful if he gets the incense accumulated by Taoist Liyang."

"Taoist Liyang's incense!?" Ye Shen sneered: "He is playing with fire and seeking death."

"What should I say?" Chu Kuangtian's heart moved slightly and he asked.

"You have never established a sect and gathered incense, so naturally you don't know the secrets." Ye Shen whispered.

The power of incense is one of the most mysterious powers in the world, and it is also a holy product of Taoism.

Since ancient times, the method of condensing the power of incense has been extremely mysterious and has not been spread beyond the ears. Chu Kuangtian has never dabbled in it, so naturally he does not know the root of it.

"Incense can connect ghosts and gods. The incense that the kid obtained is the Dragon and Tiger Dharma. How can he control it?"

"You mean..."

Ye Shen sneered: "Not only can he not move, but he will be doomed once his thoughts arise."

The incense connects ghosts and gods, and this is the gathering of the dragon and tiger dharma. As long as other people have the thought of this incense, it will definitely trigger the gods and produce changes.

"I'm just waiting for this kid to die without a burial place."

Chu Kuangtian's voice was cold, and his eyes drifted away, falling towards the abyss with no bottom.

…

Yuyaosi, Yuanwang Palace.

After Zhou Dao came back, he dismissed everyone and closed the palace.

Since he has gained the power of incense accumulated by Taoist Liyang for two thousand years, he naturally has to make good use of it.

Rumble…

A huge incense burner appeared in the center of the hall. The incense inside was surging, yellow and golden, like a liquid made of melted gold, exuding a mysterious and holy atmosphere.

In a trance, the boy's incarnation emerged in the golden mist.

"Human beings, I have received incense from the human world, I have cultivated my divinity, and I am channeled and upheld. If you dare to blaspheme, you will be punished by heaven."

The boy sat cross-legged among the incense, bathed in the golden liquid, made a seal with his hands, looked at Zhou Dao coldly, and issued a stern warning.

"Channeling and upholding?" Zhou Dao sneered: "You are just an illusory wish, condensed by incense. You have no real body and Dharma, and it is difficult to enter the world of reality. How dare you talk about divine punishment?"

Zhou Dao also vaguely knew something about the power of incense.

According to the previous life, even if one is channeling, it still does not belong to the existence of this dimension. It cannot be affected or manifested. To distinguish between reality and illusion, one still needs to practice absolution.

"You will regret this."

The boy looked at Zhou Dao coldly, said nothing and fell into silence.

It was guided with both hands, and the golden mist around it surged, like a dreamy bubble, flickering and dying, spinning endlessly.

"Look at me refining you." Zhou Dao sneered.

"Kid, wait a minute, this incense is from the dragon and tiger dharma veins. You can't act rashly yet. You need to find a safe way."

The voice of Earth King Shituo suddenly sounded, showing a hint of embarrassment.

However, Zhou Dao turned a deaf ear and sat cross-legged in front of the huge incense burner and began to use his magic power.

"Little devil, don't move rashly, do you hear me?" Earth King Shituo became anxious and warned again.

Rumble…

Powerful magic power rose from Zhou Dao's body, showing a magnificent atmosphere, and a mysterious shadow appeared faintly.

"Kid..."

The king of the earth, Shituo, wanted to scream again. Suddenly, he seemed to wake up, and his thoughts suddenly came to him, and he locked the boy in the incense burner.

"It's you!?"

"Old ghost, you are just like me, tangible and insubstantial. I have channeled the spirit and held the spirit. With a few tricks, I can cut off your six senses."

"Damn little bug..." Earth King Shituo roared.

"Hey, old ghost, what can you do to me? Who can blame this ignorant human being for seeking death?"

The psychic boy sat cross-legged in the golden mist and looked at Zhou Dao indifferently, his eyes full of ridicule.

Rumble…

The powerful magic power rushes into the huge incense like a river and sea, entangled in the rushing golden mist, trying to draw away the power of the incense.

"It's so heavy."

A strange feeling arose in Zhou Dao's heart. Even though he claimed to have boundless magic power, he still felt it was difficult.

The power of each ray of incense is like a mountain with roots that is difficult to peel off.

"Dragon and Tiger Dharma Lineage, the God of the Nine Heavens, ordinary thoughts, go straight into the Nine Netherworlds."

At this moment, an ancient and majestic voice resounded in Zhou Dao's mind.

Suddenly, the sound of a bell suddenly sounded, vast and unknown, shaking the soul and causing all the orifices to open.

Zhou Dao's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw the golden power of incense boiling suddenly, soaring into the sky, like a passage, going straight up to the ninth level.

Offering incense to ghosts and gods...this is the channel to communicate with heaven! ?

Zhou Dao's soul trembled and he raised his head suddenly.

In a trance, there seemed to be shadows of palaces emerging at the end of the golden passage. There were thousands of red clouds and countless shadows flickering.

"Heavenly God!?" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't believe it.

There really is a God in this world! ?

Buzz…

At this moment, a flag flew out from the depths of the palace, with Xuanwen engraved on it, talismans painted on it, and two ancient Taoist scripts written on it.

"Dragon Tiger!?"

"Harvest!"

The strange flag swayed slightly, the golden road shook slightly, and Zhou Dao's spirit left his body involuntarily and flew away.

"Not good!" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat.

He never imagined that the power of incense was so strange and that it hid such terrible risks.

"Stupid humans." The psychic boy laughed loudly.

Ordinary people have delusional thoughts, and they actually want to get their hands on the incense and fragrance of other people, and offend God. They are simply seeking death.

Rumble…

Zhou Dao's soul left his body in mid-air, and was about to follow the golden road and be harvested by that strange flag.

At this moment, the void shook. Looking up three feet, an ancient and mysterious altar slowly emerged.

"Master Patriarch!" Zhou Dao added in a loss of voice.

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