Through the temple spirit divine thoughts, Zuo Ye instantly knew the origin of the totem and the ancient map.

The totem on the top of the hall symbolizes the spiritual inheritance of the ancient race, and the picture of the immortals knocking on the saint depicts the scene of the emperor of the earth coming to the chaotic heavens and the immortals coming to pay homage.

The Spirit of the Temple didn't care if the inheritance in the three futons was taken by him alone, because it was originally reserved for the person who carried the 'key'. And the real choice is in front of you, either to accept the totem baptism of the ancient clan of the Earth Emperor, or to choose to drip blood in the immortal knocking holy map.

"The pattern of the Tengtu that represents the will of the ancient emperor and the peerless ancient map handed down by the ancient Three Emperors are really difficult to choose." Although he didn't know what he would face after the choice, the only non-existent option for him at the moment was to give up.

At this time, the innate spiritual consciousness played a crucial role, and when he thought about which choice he had, there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart that a crisis was imminent.

There is no such thing as a free meal in the world, he understands this truth since he was a child, and if he wants to get it, he often has to pay first. The test after the choice is inevitable, but the uneasiness is rooted in my heart, and I am a little confused.

"There must be something here that I don't know, since the Earth Emperor Monarch's Mansion is ancient, after the trial inheritance of the Earth Emperor Ancient Clan, the person who finally brings the key must accept the ultimate test, and after passing the test, he will get the deepest inheritance in the Emperor's Mansion, but what is wrong?"

A trace of irritability was like a spark, and Zuo Ye had to sit down on the wooden couch to calm himself down.

This wooden couch is also a sacred object, placed in the Emperor's Mansion for so many years, it is actually immortal and indestructible, and it feels as warm as jade.

"Wooden couch...... Knock on the Holy Figure...... Key ......" fingers unconsciously pulled the wooden couch, and Zuo Ye's eyes flashed. After recombing, he finally caught a certain key, and then all the mysteries were solved in an instant.

If the Junfu is really the place of trial inheritance of the ancient clan of the Earth Emperor, then the key to opening the final inheritance is to seal the boundary monument outside the Junfu, which makes no sense at all, the most reasonable explanation is that the boundary monument is indeed the 'key', but not to open the inheritance, but to strengthen the seal.

The reason why he guessed this was because he thought of the temple spirit here.

This temple has been sealed for countless years, absorbing the power of Zhou Tian Xingchen to maintain its operation. It stands to reason that the spirit of the temple here should be extremely powerful, but when the temple spirit gave the first guidance, Zuo Ye clearly felt that there was still a bit of weakness and reluctance behind the brilliant power of the temple spirit.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for Zuo Ye's Dao to perceive the strangeness of the temple spirit, if it is not intentional, it is no longer able to completely restrain the aura. Several successive divine thoughts made this feeling spread in Zuo Ye's heart, but he preferred to believe that this was his own illusion, but when an imperceptible sense of oppression in the palace gradually approached, a trace of restlessness climbed into Zuo Ye's heart.

It wasn't until he sat on the wooden couch that he suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding. After countless years, Zuo Ye had never seen the emperor of the earth, and just by relying on the wooden couch placed in the temple, he thought that it was he who accepted the worship of the immortals in the holy picture.

So what if that god wasn't the emperor of the earth?

Thinking of this, Zuo Ye's eyes suddenly brightened, and he reversed all cause and effect, and finally knew that the role of the 'key' should be to strengthen the seal.

And the reason why the temple spirit cherishes words like gold is not that it is incomplete, but that it has no extra energy to consume, and it can make the powerful temple spirit unable to handle it, no matter what kind of existence it is, it is by no means something that Zuo Ye can deal with.

After knowing everything, the sense of crisis in my heart finally broke out, and the supreme and glorious temple suddenly turned into an infernal netherworld, and the light and holiness turned out to be just a disguise draped in the gloomy and cold outside, and the so-called choice turned out to be not the choice of inheritance, but the choice of life and death.

It's just that there is one thing he still doesn't understand, since the temple spirit wants to strengthen the seal, why would he urge himself to make a choice, could it be said that the temple spirit is split into two sides?!

Zuo Ye's expression was solemn, could it be that the temple spirit had been eroded by the things inside the seal. Just when he hesitated, the temple spirit divine thought came from the top of the temple again, but it seemed that with the blessing of the 'key', this time the temple spirit divine thought was much more natural.

"The Emperor of the Earth has decreed, the temple is sealed, life is chosen, death is chosen, and the bloodline is awakened!"

The sound of mist runs through the entire temple, the ancient emperor totem depicted on the top of the temple instantly expands more than a hundred zhang, the brilliance falls, the weather is thousands, the awakening of the totem power makes the entire temple become extremely peaceful, under the growth of one and the other, the halo diffused by the immortals knocking on the holy map has been suppressed by three points weaker.

"This is the true meaning of the temple, the power to open the bloodline of the Earth Emperor with the ancient totem." Zuo Ye smiled bitterly, the purpose was originally very simple, but after countless years of burying the truth, it would take thousands of times more effort to explore it slowly. He was not of the Earth Emperor race, so he had already broken off the idea of continuing the trial.

Zuo Ye was about to give up, but the totemic power enveloped him, shrinking into a pillar of light that bound him in the middle of it.

"Huh?"

Bathed in light, the blood veins of the left night actually gradually warmed up, and finally boiled. The shadow of the demon god appeared behind it, and I saw that its arms were flat, and its head was raised to accept the baptism of totem power. Zuo Ye vaguely heard the chanting from the ancients, and every time he heard a word, the bloodline would be dyed with an extra bit of ancient breath, and the demon bloodline would be even stronger.

In a world of alternating light and shadow, Zuo Ye stood there dressed in white, in his consciousness he could still feel the power surging in his body, but he was a little relieved in his heart.

"I didn't expect it to awaken the Heavenly Demon Bloodline."

Between consciousnesses, there is nothing strange about the left night. Since entering the Longmen Cave, all kinds of strange things have followed, and he is not surprised.

Seeing that the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, Zuo Ye simply raised his head and fell down, holding his head on a pillow, ready to sleep.

"It's just the right day, how about the kid drink with me?"

Zuo Ye's expression didn't move, but he was thinking in his heart: "It's finally here!" ”

When I opened my eyes, I saw the scenery changing, and not far away, a sharp waterfall rushed down, and a rumbling sound sounded. There was a short-bearded old man sitting on the ground by the water, with a childish face, a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be burning with an inextinguishable golden flame, and a burly body like a mountain surrounded by a wide animal skin, although he did not release his momentum to Zuo Ye, he could still feel the old man's bloodline majestic like a savage dragon. In front of the dragon, even Zuo Ye, who has the body of a demon, is just a mayfly between heaven and earth.

He looked at Zuo Ye with a smile and pointed to the jug in front of him.

Zuo Ye had given up the idea of being a powerful enemy at this moment, although his perception of good and evil did not explode, indicating that the old man had no ill will towards him, but he didn't dare to be careless when he thought of the temple spirit's choice of life and death.

It is better to be respectful than to obey the order, Zuo Ye arched his hand and came to sit down in front of the old man. The old man laughed, picked up the jug very boldly, and poured a bowl for him and Zuo Yeman.

The old man seemed to be very happy, and after pouring it, he directly picked up the bowl and drank it all.

Zuo Ye is not rude, so he picked up a big bowl and dried it in one bite. When I entered the mouth, I didn't feel it, but when a bowl of water reached my stomach, a rich wine smell exploded, and a stream of heat flowed from the dantian through the limbs and hundreds of remains, and then to the pores stretched out of the whole body, along with the impurities in the body.

"Haha, good amount of alcohol!" Seeing that Zuo Ye had killed a bowl and not falling, the old man gave him a thumbs up, and then brought him another bowl.

Zuo Ye, whose face was flushed, spewed the smell of wine, gave the old man a thumbs up, and picked up the wine bowl and dried it up. Then he grabbed the jug, he thought it was not much lighter, but at first glance, Zuo Ye didn't pick it up, and finally used the strength of his body to rely on a force of wine to barely hold it.

I refilled the bowl for the old man and filled it for myself. The two touched each other very tacitly, and then took a big gulp.

It's easy to get drunk when you drink like this, but the more you drink, the more refreshed you become. According to the old man, this kind of wine can only taste after drinking three bowls.

So Zuo Ye asked what would happen if he couldn't survive three bowls, and he heard the old man laugh, and his voice even overshadowed the sound of the waterfall.

"This wine is called "drunken drinking", and if you can't last a bowl, you will be crushed into blood foam by the accumulated wine; If you can't hold two bowls, you will sink into the heavenly illusion forever; If you can't last three bowls, you have to sleep for thousands of years and slowly digest the wine. ”

Zuo Ye, who was already eight minutes drunk, stared at the mud bowl in his hand with red eyes and doubts, he had forgotten how much he had drunk, and he was sure that he had already drunk three bowls.

The wine in the jug never seemed to be finished, and the two of them drank from day to night. The old man lit a bonfire beside him, and somehow got a huge beast to roast on the blazing fire.

Smelling the smell of meat wafting in the air, Zuo Ye almost really thought that he was drinking and eating meat with the old hunter in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Just ask the boy if he has anything, if he has concerns, the wine will not be drunk well." The old man took a big gulp of the jug.

Zuo Ye also threw away the big bowl and replaced it with a jug. also poured a big mouthful, and Zuo Ye's sleeve wiped his mouth fiercely, "Senior, is this really the last trial of the Junfu?" ”

"Of course not, all the power of the Sealed Town Hall is in the seal, and the final trial cannot be opened at all." The old man answered Zuo Ye while drinking.

"Then how did I get here?" Zuo Ye was stunned over there, and his mind flipped and he thought of countless possibilities. The old man drank by himself, and when he caught a glimpse of Zuo Ye's daze, his swaying golden flame pupils couldn't help but float with a touch of vicissitudes.

"Naturally, it's you, who else but you can open this piece of consciousness." The old man said without a clue, Zuo Ye looked puzzled, listening to the old man's tone, it seemed that he had been familiar with him for a long time, and he had been here before.

"Forget it, let's think it's the old man's drunken words!" The old man put down the jug, burped a loud wine, and suddenly asked Zuo Ye in a solemn tone, "Do you know what the seal of the palace of the town is?" ”

This was a strange question, but Zuo Ye still answered truthfully: "I don't know, I just feel that its power is unfathomable." ”

Zuo Ye's words seemed to evoke a certain memory of the old man, and he saw that he looked at the bonfire with deep eyes, and the fire reflected in his eyes seemed to stage the most earth-shattering battle.

"You're right, but he's unfathomable, and it's hard to compete with him even when I'm at my peak."

"Him?"

"He, Donghuang Taiyi!"