Chapter 351 [The Holy Queen’s surname is… Jiang! ]
Compared to the Taiyin Divine Dynasty, whose bloodline was cut off and replaced by the Duanmu clan, the Ancient Sun Sect, although it still exists, is not in a much better situation. It is struggling to survive in the land of Eastern China like a weed.
In the ancient times, in order to refine the true blood of chaos in the underworld, the lineage of Yama Supreme took action, slaughtered the Sun Quasi-Emperor who was at the peak of his power, killed countless people in the Saint Emperor's lineage, and refined the required sun blood.
In the ancient times, due to the coveting of the Golden Crow Clan and the oppression of other major sects, the territory continued to shrink under constant suppression, leaving only a place for cultivation.
The oldest sect of the human race, the most powerful divine dynasty, and one of the origins of spiritual practice, has been gradually declining, and now only has the population of a village left.
The current leader of the Sun Cult is even worse. He is just an immortal monk, struggling to maintain the last dignity of the Sun Cult.
"How can a cultivator of the first level of immortality be the leader of a great sect? The Sun God Sect has indeed declined."
Lin Xian sighed, revealing the aura of a peak Immortal II. He was a half-step Dao Slasher, and said meaningfully: "In our Beidou, the Saint Lords are all at the Immortal II level."
Ye Fan sneered. Don't think he couldn't hear that Saint Lin had something to say. He immediately said in a sarcastic tone, "Aspirations don't lie in realms. For ordinary people, the Xiantai Secret Realm is an old immortal who can live for thousands of years."
"Don't even mention the Immortal Terrace. Even if it's the Secret Realm of the Taoist Palace, he was a great figure in the Yan Kingdom in the past. He could have founded a sect."
It’s pure bullshit to say there’s no Saint Lord without Xianyi. Lin Xian was the Saint Lord when he was in the Taoist Palace Secret Realm.
This is like the Lord is allowed to set a fire, but the Son is not allowed to light a lamp.
Sooner or later, he will overthrow the tyranny of Lord Lin!
"This is tradition. Only the peerless saint can rule the holy land. Is this the truth, saints?" Lin Xian sought off-field assistance.
"When I was young, I was also the holy leader of the Ji family." The old saint of the Ji family who was traveling with them said slowly, ending the battle, but also opening up another battlefield.
Saint Yaoguang also said with emotion: "In the ancient times, I, Yaoguang, have had 28 consecutive generations of Saint Lords, all of whom were saints, including Saint Kings, and only then did we build the Holy Land of Yaoguang."
“Hehe…” The old saint of the Ji family sneered. That’s enough. If one wants to support the Jidao Holy Land, even the Great Sage is useless. If Yaoguang did not have an imperial weapon, he would have been beaten to death by the Ji family long ago.
Among the four holy places in the Eastern Wilderness, Yao Chi and the Jiang family are in the northern region, and the Ji family and the Yaoguang family are in the southern region. They have been old neighbors for hundreds of thousands of years, sometimes cooperating and sometimes fighting. No one knows who is who.
"The Saint King is considered to be in decline." The saint of the Jiang family sighed and said, "The Great Sage in charge of the imperial army is the foundation for the continuation of the aristocratic family's divine dynasty in the great world."
"Thinking back to the days when one emperor after another dominated the world, it really makes me miss them."
Compared with other aristocratic families, the Hengyu family has a little more imperial sons and grandsons, creating an extremely glorious myth.
The saints of the Ji family and the saint of Yaoguang looked down on them, saying, "What are you nostalgic for? We are all saints from the Qingdi era, and it has been almost 200,000 years since the Hengyu era!"
The status of the Holy Lord is higher and higher when compared with other saints.
If calculated in this way, the second-generation Saint Lords of the major families are quasi-emperors of the ninth heaven at the level of the emperor's son, and the first-generation Saint Lords are even perfect emperors.
From the emperor to the saint, the ancient families were also weaker than the previous generation. Occasionally, one or two outliers like Jiang Taixu would appear in the middle. They were also personal talents that transcended the constraints of blood and did not belong to the normal historical cycle.
"It is so difficult to surpass our ancestors." The Ji family saint said with emotion: "Throughout the ages, no emperor's son has ever achieved enlightenment."
"Isn't there still the Emperor Wu Shi?" Ye Fan muttered, immediately attracting a lot of deadly glances, so sharp like thorns.
You're the only one who talks too much!
The appearance of the second generation Queen Mother of the West completely ended the topic.
Several saints suddenly felt bored. Who could compare with Wu Shi? He had an innate holy body and Taoist fetus... wait, a holy body and Taoist fetus.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Fan, as if looking for a common answer.
Who says that the son is inferior to the father? The innate holy body and the Taoist fetus break the curse!
"Well, I'll go first." Ye Fan shuddered, stepped on the Xing character secret, evolved the Tianxuan footwork, and flew towards a remote corner of Eastern Shenzhou.
The Ancient Sun Cult is located in a remote valley. With smoke rising from the chimneys, it seems peaceful, but the spiritual energy is extremely thin. There is only an extremely thin dragon vein supporting the earth.
Ye Fan looked up and down at the mountains and rivers with the means of Master Yuan Tian, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. This kind of structure could only be called a blessed land, which was the structure of the six great caves of the Yan State in the past. It could support the Taoist Palace and the four poles of cultivators at most.
Although the Taikoo Divine Religion has declined, it still has immortal monks and can easily choose a sacred mountain to establish a sect. Why does it have to be like this?
"The Ancient Sun Cult is under surveillance."
Lin Xian came with the Qinglian Steps, using the Great Void Technique as an anchor. With a powerful sweep of his divine sense, he immediately pointed out the person hiding near the Taikoo Divine Religion.
A powerful Golden Crow, a powerful human, and more than a dozen human masters occupied the ten directions and surrounded the valley where the Ancient Sun Sect was located, not letting any corner go.
If there is any unusual movement in the Sun God Cult, experts will rush to stop it.
"My Lords, please let me go. I am not a member of the Sun Cult." A white-haired old man knelt down and begged, "I do not have the blood of the Sun Saint Emperor. I am just an ordinary monk. Please let me go."
The leading human warrior took out a few portraits from the space magic weapon and glanced at them. He immediately sneered and said, "Jiang Yue, who can you fool? Although you are a given surname and do not have the Sun bloodline in your body, you are still a member of the Ancient Sun Cult."
"Anyone who is a member of the Ancient Sun Cult is not allowed to leave. Go back now."
As soon as he finished speaking, a monk from the Immortal Platform kicked Elder Jiang Yue back into the valley, and scolded him: "Don't say you have any connection with the Ancient Sun Cult. Even if you don't, if you really strayed into this place, you will have to stay here forever!"
"You are also human, why are you so ruthless to the descendants of the Holy Queen." Jiang Yue was only in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, how could he defeat the Immortal Platform? He flew out and fell heavily to the ground, all his bones were broken.
The old man fell to the ground, his white hair stained with blood, unable to get up again. He could only look up at the sky and said in despair: "The Divine Religion has fallen, and we just want to be an ordinary sect... Why don't you let us go? There are really no immortal treasures in the valley."
He originally thought that since he did not have the blood of the Holy Emperor, he could go out and explore the way, escape to the outside world, and find a glimmer of hope for the Sun God Cult. However, he did not expect that the guards were so meticulous and ruthless.
"No immortal treasures? It's a joke that a broken ship still has three pounds of nails. How could the once invincible lineage of the Human Emperor not have any secrets?" The leading human race strongman laughed and said, "Even if there are no immortal treasures, the Sun Bloodline is the greatest mystery in the world. It is a powerful bloodline that is worth our efforts to crack."
"Assholes! What do they think of the descendants of the human queen? They keep them in captivity like animals!"
Ye Fan looked at this scene, his hair stood on end with rage, his golden blood boiling, like a god of war coming out, and he shouted: "Even the ancient tribe dare not do this."
"The foreigners have more conscience than you!" "Who are you?" Several Xiantai monks turned around suddenly and shouted loudly.
Faced with these human scums who were aiding and abetting the evil, Ye Fan didn't want to waste time talking to them. He just roared loudly, without using any magic. The bodies of the human warriors exploded one by one, and the surrounding mountains, rivers and land were destroyed!
At this moment, the Human Race and Golden Crow in the dark could no longer stand. Ye Fan's fighting power was beyond his imagination. He didn't look like an Immortal Level One cultivator at all. The Human Race Taoist wanted to come forward to mediate and said, "Calm down, fellow Tianjiao, is there any misunderstanding..."
"Stop it!"
"You don't deserve to be a human being!"
Ye Fan followed the secret of "Xing" and wielded the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist. The ultimate fist power exploded along with the ultimate swearing, as if he had the power to open up the six paths, unparalleled in the world, and his mad force shattered the sky.
The holy body is exerted with such force that it can swallow mountains and rivers and move forward without any hesitation. There is no one like it in heaven or on earth!
Rumble!
With just one strike, the body exploded, blood splattered, the soul was shattered, and it was easy to defeat the powerful.
Ye Fan was stunned at first, then he came to his senses and sneered: "This kind of stuff is considered powerful."
I can’t defeat Saint Lord Lin, I can’t sweep away the Emperor’s son, and I can’t kill you.
The Golden Crow clan, who inhale and exhale the essence of the sun, have fire essence within each of them. They are extremely powerful and can be said to have natural fiery bodies. However, at this moment, the Golden Crow's whole body is cold, as if he has fallen into hell, and all three legs are trembling.
The first-level immortal monk killed a powerful person with one move. Who is the second-level immortal monk? Is he dreaming?
“The old demon should like to eat Golden Crow meat.” Ye Fan’s eyes were as cold as lightning, and they swept across the sky, scaring the powerful Golden Crow so much that he turned into a rainbow and left, not daring to stay for even a moment.
"The Golden Crow transforming into a rainbow is quite interesting. A powerful being can perform the art of escape comparable to a king... If it is a Golden Crow King, he would have the speed of light, comparable to a saint, and could travel the universe."
Lin Xian smiled calmly, and activated the Xing character secret. Green lotuses appeared under his feet, and he seemed to be wandering in the void, stepping on the limit node of space. After only a few steps, he came to the front of the Golden Crow.
He just stretched out his leg and kicked the powerful Golden Crow who had fled a hundred thousand miles away back, and he landed right next to old man Jiang Yue.
"Who are you? If you kill me, aren't you afraid of revenge from the Golden Crow Clan?"
The Golden Crow was extremely frightened, but he still looked tough on the outside, and shouted in a timid manner: "My Golden Crow clan is full of experts, and there are many top-notch warriors..."
"We come from heaven and can represent heaven."
Lin Xian looked at the mighty Golden Crow and said with a half-smile, "Can you represent the Purple Star Golden Crow, or the Fire Mulberry Golden Crow, or the messenger of the old Golden Crow?"
The great Jinwu was slightly stunned. He knew that Huosang Star was the ancestral star of the Jinwu in the entire universe, but who was the old Jinwu? Could it be the leader of the Jinwu clan?
"If you think you are the emissary of the Golden Crow clan, you must declare war on my Heavenly Court."
"Then let's start a war and exterminate the clan!"
Lin Xian spoke calmly, and slowly pointed out with one finger. It was formless and invisible, and contained the great way of the void.
"Heaven?" The powerful Jinwu finally realized something, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Daoyou, can we..."
Crack, it went straight through the head of the powerful Golden Crow, then burned, refining the blood of the Golden Crow.
"You imprisoned the descendants of the Queen and still want to reconcile. Are you kidding me?"
Lin Xian shook his head, wiped out the murderous aura in the Golden Crow's blood, and then broke into the secret realm of old man Jiang Yue, playing the magical role of reviving the dead and turning bones into white bones. In an instant, the old man who was originally dying came back to life, and under the nourishment of the Golden Crow's blood, his life breath was vigorous and there was hope of breaking through the realm.
Elder Jiang Yue looked at this scene, as if in a dream, and murmured, "Who are you?"
"Since you asked sincerely, we will mercifully tell you. To prevent the universe from being destroyed by the forbidden area, and to protect eternal peace."
Lin Xian coughed lightly and was about to speak, but Ye Fan spoke first.
"We are the Heavenly Fleet traveling through the universe." Ye Fan said solemnly, "We are a bright organization fighting against evil, and we have come to help the descendants of the Queen of Humanity."
"Light... Is there still light on Ziwei Star?" Old man Jiang Yue murmured, and there was a little light in his cloudy eyes.
Even the religion that symbolizes the sun has declined. There is no light at all on the Ziwei Emperor Star; it is only dark.
In the past, the Ancient Saint Emperor created various manuals of miraculous achievements and passed them on to all parts of the human race. Now, the Golden Crow clan is plotting against the descendants of the human queen, but not a single major human sect has stepped forward.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. The remaining members of the Sun God Cult are in despair.
At this time, the arrival of the Heavenly Court was like a ray of sunshine shining into the darkness, dispelling the coldness and melancholy.
The remaining disciples of the Sun God Cult came out one after another and, under the leadership of the Sun Cult Leader and Elder Jiang Yue, paid homage.
"Jiang Ming, the unworthy descendant of the Holy Emperor of the Sun, and the twenty-seven disciples of the Divine Religion pay their respects to the Emperor of Heaven and to all the benefactors."
An Immortal Level One cultivator who looked equally old, brought a bunch of old, weak, and sick people to pay their respects. This was the entire strength of the Ancient Sun Cult. Jiang Yue from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm was a servant in name, but in reality he was the second most powerful person in the Divine Cult, no different from the deputy leader.
Several saints couldn't help but be moved when they saw this. The great Saint Emperor's sect was left with only these few people. Monk Ziwei was too heartless.
"No need to be polite, old man." Ye Fan helped the Sun God Cult take up the important task and comforted him: "We are all human beings and have learned the Sun Sutra. Seeing the Saint Queen's people in trouble, we naturally cannot remain indifferent."
"One of the goals of the Heavenly Court in coming to Ziwei this time is to revive the Sun God Cult. In a few days, someone will come to teach you the complete Sun Emperor Scripture."
"Emperor's Scripture? Jiang Ming thanks the Emperor on behalf of all the descendants of the Holy Emperor." Jiang Ming, the leader of the Sun Cult, cried with joy. A big part of the reason why the Ancient Sun Cult had fallen to this point was the loss of the ancient scripture. As an Immortal cultivator, he had cultivated by referring to other scriptures.
"Jiang Ming, Jiang Yue..." Lin Xian hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Are your original surnames Jiang, or did you change them after the Divine Religion encountered disaster?"
"The surname Jiang is the surname of our holy ancestors, which has been glorious for thousands of years. Even if we die, we cannot abandon it."
Jiang Ming, the leader of the Sun Cult, said in a sonorous and powerful voice that protecting the glory of the Holy Emperor was one of the few meaningful things that the declining ancient cult had.
"The Holy Queen's surname is Jiang!"
"Surname Jiang?!"
Everyone immediately realized something was wrong, especially the Saint of the Jiang Family, who trembled all over and stared at the Sun Cult Leader.
You should know that Emperor Hengyu was born from Ziwei Emperor Star, and his surname is also Jiang!
(End of this chapter)
