Chapter 698: The Third Emperor Talisman! The Setting Sun and the Skeleton-Laden Tower

That night, the palace was shaken.

The mysterious light was like a pillar of heaven, rushing out from the depths of the Forbidden Palace, breaking through the sky, tearing apart the vast night, and suppressing the moonlight that colored the sky.

Such dazzling divine light has never attracted the attention of ordinary people.

Such brightness is hidden in the mortal world and cannot be perceived by ordinary people.

The Patriarch of Longhu Mountain once said that the formless method cannot be understood by the six senses. The way of heaven is unclear, and the only way to cultivate the true ear is through falsehood.

This kind of power does not enter the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, or mind, nor does it enter the color, fragrance, or touch. It is impermanent and can only be recognized by the Tao.

"The Taizu Spirit Pagoda...has finally been opened."

Under the bright moon, Xuantian looks inside.

The old Taoist priest stepped out of the dilapidated courtyard, and the beam of light reflected in the sky reflected on his old face.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Next to him, a little Taoist priest holding a whisk in his arms couldn't help but ask.

During the long night, the vast starry sky was empty except for the bright moon and scattered stars.

"That light... has penetrated three thousand years of time, and is the aftertaste of Taizu."

The old Taoist priest's eyes narrowed, and there was a trace of ripples in his cloudy eyes, which seemed to be longing and intoxicated.

"Light!?" The little Taoist priest raised his eyes and looked into the distance. After a moment, he rubbed his eyes.

The ordinary night sky was the same as yesterday, with no flowers visible.

"Taizu Pagoda, is today the young prince's initiation ceremony?"

At this moment, Wang Fanchen slowly walked out from the backyard. He was dressed in Taoist robes and returned to his original nature. His clear eyes looked into the sky, and the invisible light also shone in his eyes.

"The imperial family of the Great Qin Dynasty is worthy of being the emperor and the heaven. The blessings left by Taizu are enough to last for thousands of years." The old Taoist priest couldn't help but sigh.

The Xuantian Temple has a profound relationship with the Qin royal family, and has existed since the founding of the country by Taizu to this day.

As the master of Xuantian Temple, the old Taoist priest is very aware of the horror of Taizu's bloodline.

The glory of this lineage is far from reaching its peak, and the legacy left by Taizu is unimaginable.

This Great Ancestor Spiritual Pagoda alone is enough to make the Six Dao Sect look sideways and not dare to shoot arrows southward.

"Master, I heard that this spiritual pagoda was built by Taizu in his later years. Why..."

Wang Fanchen looked at the pillar of light soaring into the sky, his expression moved, but he hesitated to speak.

"Why is your magic power involuntarily absorbed by it?" The old Taoist priest cast a sidelong glance and said indifferently.

Wang Fanchen frowned, but nodded.

From the moment Taizu's spiritual pagoda was released from the dust, the magic power in Wang Fanchen's body automatically left the body as if inspired, and escaped into the spiritual pagoda as if entering the nameless void.

It's simply weird for something like this to happen to a strong Taoist.

"This shows that the Taizu Spirit Pagoda has really been opened."

The old Taoist priest's voice became cold and heavy.

"Master, do you know?" Wang Fanchen couldn't help but ask.

"That is the afterglow of Taizu, a monument to the Tao realm in the world..." the old Taoist priest sighed quietly.

"Huh!?" Wang Fanchen frowned even deeper, his face still full of confusion.

"Take a good look at it, that light... is the feast of the world's Tao realm."

The soaring light pillar connects the universe and reflects in the sky above the capital. The ubiquitous mysterious brilliance melts and releases, making Wangfanchen bathe in it.

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Capital City, the headquarters of the Demon Control Division.

Lu Xianyou was sitting in the Immortal Goose Hall, with the mysterious light falling from the hollows in the dome and projecting onto the ancient bronze round table.

"The Taizu Spirit Pagoda has been opened..."

Qi Zhu's warm palm gently passed by, and the soft light seemed to pass through the air, passing through his palm without any hindrance.

"Today is a feast for the Tao Realm. I don't know how many masters have gathered, and I don't know how many masters have fallen." Lu Xianyou said calmly.

"Tsk, tsk, Taizu's ambition is to catch all the masters in the world and fish for the eternal Taoist sect."

The secret of the Taizu Spirit Pagoda is not just for the benefit of the descendants of the Great Qin royal family.

This spiritual pagoda is the last remnant of Taizu, which remains in the world and will live forever.

Only those who are strong in the Tao realm can see that light.

It is rumored that the secret of Hedao is hidden in the afterglow that falls on the world, which was transformed by Taizu's Taoism.

By observing the afterglow, you can become enlightened.

In the past three thousand years, some people have indeed seen the Great Dao from the remaining light, solved the last mystery, and ascended to heaven to become immortals.

Even among the six great gates, there are legends about this spiritual pagoda.

Therefore, throughout the ages, whenever a prince enters the pagoda and holds an initiation ceremony, the world's Taoist masters will flock to him, bathing in Taizu's remaining light, hoping to ascend to heaven, transform into a dragon, and understand the mystery of Hedao.

However, the Taizu Spirit Pagoda is extremely strange. Once bathed in the remaining light, all the mana in the body will be involuntarily drained away by it, and it will turn into a mortal within a short period of time.

This is the blessing left by Taizu, and it is also the disaster left by Taizu.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, life and death are interdependent.

Everyone says that this is a game played by Taizu and later generations. It is about life and death and choice.

He uses his bloodline as bait to catch all the masters in the world.

Every time Taizu's spiritual pagoda was opened, Taoist masters would come from far away. They would hide and escape into the capital.

Some people achieve breakthroughs, while others suffer life and death.

This is like the vastness of heaven, which leaves all living beings with a glimmer of hope, the chance to ascend to heaven, but with many catastrophes and a narrow escape from death.

"Those who are in the Tao realm, after understanding the truth, their state of mind remains unmoving. It's a pity that such people, once their desires suddenly arise, are like demons and cannot extricate themselves." Lu Xianyou sighed softly.

"The Taizu has a long aftertaste. Even though he has passed away for three thousand years, his flavor is still there in this world..." Qi Zhu sighed.

For thousands of years, Qin Taizu is undoubtedly the best in the world, unparalleled in the world.

"Have all the arrangements for those 'registered' Tao realms been made?" Lu Xianyou asked suddenly.

Bathing in Taizu's peripheral vision takes unimaginable risks, and all Taoist experts know how powerful it is.

In order to avoid such risks, some people will turn to the Monster Control Division for help.

For those who pass the "audit", the Monster Control Division will naturally provide convenience and arrange a safe place.

Most of these powerful Taoists have some friendship with the Demon Control Division or the imperial court.

The Monster Control Division guarantees their safety, and they will naturally have to pay a corresponding price. Some people will even join the Monster Control Division directly.

This is an unimaginable gain for the Demon Control Division.

Of course, there are also some powerful Taoists who have great distrust of the Monster Control Division and even the imperial court. It is impossible for them to entrust their own safety to others.

These powerful men concealed themselves, concealed their names, sneaked into the capital, and bathed in the silence to comprehend the Taoism in their spare time.

It's a pity that under the great catastrophe, how can one deceive the heavens?

Every time the Taizu Spirit Pagoda was opened, most of the fallen Tao realm experts were among these people.

"It's been arranged." Qi Zhu nodded.

"Well, after the opening ceremony is over, you and Soul Pillar can collect those 'dead fish'." Lu Xianyou said solemnly.

"I understand." Qi Zhu condensed his voice.

The opening of the Taizu Spirit Pagoda is a feast for the powerful in the Tao realm.

Surging through the waves and leaping over the dragon's gate, those "dead fish" are the meal for this feast.

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Capital, inside the palace.

Diaolongyuan.

The ancient and dilapidated courtyard gate has long been opened, and a seven-story tower stands in the empty courtyard. It is completely white, with bloody lines spreading across the tower body. It is unknown what kind of material it is made of.

"The Taizu Spirit Pagoda...this is the Taizu Spirit Pagoda..."

In front of the white tower, Zhou Dao stopped and looked up. The soaring light pillars filled the sky, almost lighting up the night sky of the capital.

Standing in front of the Taizu Pagoda, the mysterious aura was the strongest, and Zhou Dao felt the strongest.

The powerful Hunyuan mana escaped from Zhou Dao's body into the boundless void and flowed into the Taizu Spirit Pagoda at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, a group of priests wearing white robes surrounded the Taizu Pagoda...

He placed a cauldron in front of him, lit incense to offer sacrifices to heaven, held a mysterious seal in his hand, and recited an unknown mantra.

The mantras are like sutras, like Sanskrit chants in the temple, ethereal and mysterious, resounding throughout the night sky.

At the same time, the door of Taizu Spirit Pagoda slowly opened.

"Your Highness, please enter the tower."

The leading white-robed priest waved his staff and sang loudly.

"Teacher, I'm afraid..." The Thirteenth Prince turned back timidly.

"Don't be afraid, I'll accompany you."

Zhou Dao took Little Fatty's fleshy hand and strode into the white ancient pagoda.

The leading priest wore a mask with a grimace, his eyes squinted, and he took a deep look at Zhou Dao, but did not stop him.

Rumble…

The moment Zhou Dao and Xiao Pangdun stepped into the Taizu Pagoda, the ancient door slowly closed.

A cold wind swept over.

When you enter the tower and see the bright hall, you will see an altar. A bright lamp is lit in front of it. The light is swaying, and the swaying halo is like dusk.

On the right side of the altar is a jade futon.

In ancient Taoist temples, whenever gods and Buddhas are enshrined, they must be accompanied by protectors.

The layout here is vaguely consistent with the gods and Buddhas in heaven.

"Empty altar!?"

Zhou Dao frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"Teacher, please take your seat."

At this moment, Xiao Pangdun let go of Zhou Dao's hand, invited him to the futon, and then climbed onto the empty altar under Zhou Dao's gaze.

"The initiation ceremony..." Zhou Dao remained silent.

Little Fatty sat cross-legged on the altar, his hands clasped at his Dantian, making them look round.

Dangdangdang...

At almost the same moment, the bells on the Taizu Pagoda rang loudly, shaking the night.

The lamp in front of the altar suddenly brightened, as if the sun was rising, illuminating the hall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Dao heard the sound of chanting and chanting scriptures in the void, like words in the void, unable to enter the sea of ​​consciousness.

"What's this?"

Zhou Dao's expression suddenly changed and he covered his ears.

He just felt that this weird sound was shaking into his soul, making it difficult for him to control himself, and endless illusions appeared in front of his eyes.

Rumble…

Suddenly, countless golden runes appeared on the altar, like chains, intertwined with each other, winding up towards the Thirteenth Prince, and spread all over his body in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the Thirteenth Prince sat cross-legged on the altar, filled with immeasurable light. Suddenly, he looked like the gods of the Nine Heavens, exuding indescribable majesty.

"Taizu Yu Guang..."

At this moment, outside the palace, inside the high building.

The Ninth Prince, who was watching intently, was suddenly shaken, and his eyes suddenly opened with a strange golden light.

The two golden lights broke through the vast void, merged into the sky-high pillars of light, and sank into the Taizu Spirit Pagoda.

In an instant, the golden runes on the altar quickly stirred around the Thirteenth Prince, like the waves of an angry sea, annihilating the vortex of the void.

Gradually, the endless golden runes suddenly gathered and turned into an ancient font.

That is an ancient Taoist text, originating from the years when Taoism emerged. It records the most primitive laws and principles, rules and regulations.

Zhou Dao's soul trembled, with a dark arc of light, and he finally saw clearly the ancient character that looked like a talisman in the dazzling golden light.

emperor!

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"The Third Emperor Talisman!"

"The Great Qin lineage will surely produce three generations of great emperors!"

"The vast future is right in front of us!"

Ancient ravings resounded in Zhou Dao's ears, and in the void, the ancient characters glowed with divine light.

The Third Emperor Talisman is like a rising sun, stirring the void and reversing the years.

Countless lights and shadows flow around it.

The country is withered, the world's weapons and soldiers suddenly rise, and a majestic figure rises from the sky, suppressing the dilapidated mountains and rivers, causing chaos for the Taoist clan and the demon clan.

"Taizu!" Zhou Dao breathed heavily.

Rumble…

Time is ruthless, and the shadow changes again.

The world is armed, and the imperial power is supreme. When the emperor is angry, his corpse is lying thousands of miles away, and the poor Taoist gate is also reduced to scorched earth.

"Emperor Wu!" Zhou Dao clenched his fists.

Rumble…

The brightness of the Third Emperor's Talisman was elevated to the extreme. In the white light that filled the sky, phantoms surged in like a tide.

On an ancient fairy mountain, the throne stands tall and towering. The whole world is bowed down, and only the supreme being is isolated on the top.

In heaven and on earth, I am the only one.

"Prince Yuan, you are here."

"I never expected that it would be you who finally sat on this prestigious position."

Up and down the immortals, a disembodied voice resounded, the world shook, and the ancient bell of the Taoist gate rang.

There are strange movements in the depths of this fairy mountain.

"If you don't come, I will be too lonely."

On the majestic throne, the shadow that looked like a divine king moved lightly, and the ethereal voice drowned out everything.

"Throughout the ages, I am the only one who can consecrate Zen to Tao Mountain."

Rumble…

On the altar, the [Emperor Talisman of the Three Generations] glowed with bright golden light, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

The thirteenth prince's face turned pale and he let out a low groan of pain.

He was bathing under the [Third-Generation Emperor Talisman], and his figure became more and more ethereal, as if he was about to dissolve into the mysterious rune in the next moment.

"overbearing!"

Zhou Dao's expression changed slightly, he jumped up from the futon and grabbed the [Third Generation Emperor Talisman].

At this moment, he finally understood why it was risky for the prince to enter the spiritual pagoda.

The bloodline of the Great Qin royal family is the same as the [Three Generations Emperor Talisman], and they are attracted to each other.

At this moment, Xiao Shisan was almost assimilated by this mysterious talisman.

Buzz…

The Third Emperor Talisman hangs in the void, shrouded in golden light.

Zhou Dao was separated before he could get close to him.

While on the Taizu Spirit Pagoda, his magic power has not completely disappeared, but he cannot break through the barrier of the transformation of the [Third Generation Emperor Talisman].

"Ahhhh..."

Little Thirteen let out a piercing scream.

Zhou Dao gritted his teeth and his eyes became ethereal and indifferent. He formed seals with his hands and activated the Sun Curse Seal, causing a dark arc of light to appear all over his body.

Buzz…

The cursed sun was printed, and the bright golden light seemed to dim by three points.

However, the Third Emperor Talisman hung high, still isolating Zhou Dao three feet away.

"The brilliance of the setting sun finally shines here. "

Suddenly, the Taizu Spirit Pagoda suddenly shook, and streaks of white light were projected from the tower and disappeared into Zhou Dao's body.

At this moment, Zhou Dao felt a familiar atmosphere.

The mottled tower body actually emits the breath of the ten great seals, one after another as bright as the sky, as if it has reversed the passage of time, echoing the Cursed Sun Seal.

This is the aura of the ancestors of the Sunset Sect.

This is the afterglow of the setting sun.

The setting sun fills the tower with bones!

"This spiritual pagoda... is actually made of the bones of the Sunset Sect's ancestors!?" Zhou Dao's eyes widened and he roared in shock!

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