It's a joke.

The little palace maid of Tianshu wanted to cry to death, didn't she just want to escape from the Divine Palace? As a result, not only did she not escape, but she was sealed by the palace master of the Divine Palace, and she was also locked up with an inexplicable person.

Although Chu Wangxian was very powerful and comforted herself, she didn't think she could escape.

The sound of whimpering was faintly heard.

"Who are you, why did the palace lord seal you? When it was quiet, the little palace maid asked with a wink, but her watery eyes were despairing.

Even if you die, you must understand why you died.

Chu Wangxian thought for a while and solemnly said a name, "I'm Fengsui people." ”

"Who is the Flint?"

“......”

Chu Wangxian couldn't catch it off guard, and then laughed, and the hearty laughter echoed here, he thought that everyone knew Feng Suiren, but he was smart.

There are many people who don't know the name of the Fengsui people.

"How long have you been in the Divine Palace?" Chu Wangxian immediately asked with interest.

The Divine Palace is the Witch Palace, which has existed for eternity, and now that the Divine Palace is powerful, Chu Wangxian also wants to ask clearly, and then seek something else.

"From the time I can remember, I have been in the Divine Palace, about a hundred years, the people of the Divine Palace, can never go out, I read the book records, the fairy world is vast, as well as the demon world, the ghost world, the Western god world, so I often longed for it, and as a result, in the end, I still didn't escape from here. ”

The little palace maid opened her mouth with regret, sighed faintly, her expression was quite lonely, she sat down with her legs together, showing a desperate look.

It's really the people on the outside who want to come in, and the people on the inside who want to get out. The shrine is a special existence in the fairy world, which causes those who know to be particularly envious, who know that the people who live in it regard it as a cage.

"Don't worry, I can help you out. ”

"Get out!" "The little palace maid of Tianshu smiled helplessly, "You can't protect yourself, how can you help me get out, you can't get out yourself." ”

"That's up to you to answer my question in detail, how often does the shrine worship. Chu Wangxian began to ask seriously.

"The shrine is a big festival every year, and a small festival every month. The two palace masters of the main festival will appear in person, and the small festival will be done by the gods of the shrine. ”

"How did the sacrifice come about?" Chu Wangxian continued to ask, the sacrifice in the Divine Palace is very important to the female priestess and female relatives, and even the meaning of the existence of these two lies in the sacrifice.

Offering sacrifices to the Arichao clan.

But these two people don't go to grab sacrifices, so the priestess and relatives will use some people to get sacrifices. The Ten Witches of Lingshan is one of them. Wu Xian made waves in Yin Shang, and I don't know how many people were killed as a living sacrifice to the shrine.

However, Wu Xian's ultimate goal is to rescue the Demon Emperor Dijun, which is another story.

"In recent years, during the big festival, there will be a person who will come here, and that person will call himself Taishang Laojun. ”

"Then what do you hear? ”

The identity of the little palace maid of Tianshu is special, and she stands close in front of the two palace masters, so she naturally hears some important information.

"I heard that Taishang Laojun begged the two palace masters to hand over the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor to him. ”

Chu Wangxian held his chin and estimated the situation.

The inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven represents orthodoxy for the Emperor of Heaven.

The inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven is not simply the respect of the strong, or the rebellion can be sat on, and there is a set of inheritance system.

This inheritance system was jointly created by the Fengsui people and the Nine Heavens Xuannu back then.

It is a relic of the Chao clan.

Emperor Crate.

A crate that can hold memories.

Feng Sui and the Nine Heavens Xuannu jointly engraved part of their immortal memories into the Heavenly Emperor's treasure box, which was the original Heavenly Emperor inheritance.

Each generation of Emperors inherits the crates of the previous generation, obtains part of the memories, and when they die or abdicate, they engrave their own memories into the crates of the Emperors.

Therefore, the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Crate is the memory inheritance of generations of Heavenly Emperors.

Don't underestimate this memory inheritance, there are emperor-level immortal arts, as well as the location of the treasures left by the previous emperors to future generations, and the secrets of various immortal clans.

Mastering the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven is the real Emperor of Heaven.

For example, when the Yellow Emperor ascended to the Heavenly Realm, he quickly inherited the memory and power of the previous generations of Heavenly Emperors, so that he could quickly stand out.

Even the Heavenly Emperor Crate inherited too many memories of the Heavenly Emperor, and produced the Heavenly Emperor Artifact Spirit, which would automatically look for a suitable Heavenly Emperor.

Although Taishang Laojun is now high, the reason why he can't sit on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven is that he didn't get the Emperor's treasure box is also one of the reasons.

Even if Taishang Laojun forcibly sits on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, if someone inherits the treasure box of the Emperor of Heaven, one day, Taishang Laojun will be defeated by the Emperor of Heaven who is truly blessed by heaven and earth.

"Then Taishang Laojun, have you got the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor?" Chu Wangxian asked solemnly.

"No, the palace master said that the Emperor of Heaven is not dead, and he can't inherit it. ”

Hearing the little palace maid's answer, Chu Wangxian was silent.

That means it couldn't be more obvious, the Yellow Emperor is not dead.

Chu Wangxian patted his body, stood up and asked, "Tianshu, do you really want to go out." ”

"I thought about it day and night. ”

The little palace maid of Tianshu replied expressionlessly.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance, so that you can be reborn, and even become a supreme existence in one step, you dare to try, but the danger is also very great, at least half of the chance is that Xiang Xiaoyu will die. ”

The little palace maid of Tianshu looked at Chu Wangxian helplessly, without a trace of turmoil in her heart, "I have been sealed here, can it be worse?"

"When is the time of the festival?"

Chu Wangxian asked suddenly.

"It's tomorrow, don't you want to!" said the little palace maid of Tianshu covered her mouth and was stunned.

They were sealed in the sacrificial cups of the female relatives, and if they were sacrificed, they would be sacrificed to the master of the shrine.

"Tomorrow, the priestess and relatives will sacrifice me, and that will be when we will be freed. ”

Chu Wangxian held his chin and said.

Even he took the initiative to enter the sacrificial wine cup, in order to prove one thing, whether the priestess and the female relatives sacrificed Youchao are really alive.

Although the probability is only 1 in 100 million, it cannot be ruled out.

At the very least, it is necessary to find out what the long-term sacrifice of the female sacrifice and the female relatives are sacrificing.

"How can this get out of trouble. "The little palace maid of Tianshu still doesn't understand.

"It's simple, you pretend to be me, and I'm on the sidelines. ”

"Then I'm bait. ”

The little palace maid of Tianshu opened her mouth violently, closed it violently, and her face changed several times, from hope to disappointment.

"Smart, you're bait, I'm a fisherman. Chu Wangxian didn't care and smiled. "Don't worry, the bait won't be eaten. ”

......

Right now.

In the shrine, above the altar, there were dark clouds swirling in the sky, as if there was some terrifying existence in the dark clouds.

The priestess and her relatives were looking up at the sky with joy on their faces.

What they didn't expect was that even Chu Wangxian didn't expect that in the Heavenly Court, Taishang Laojun also showed joy on his face, watching the hour finally come to this day.

"Finally, it's the day. ”

Taishang Laojun muttered in his mouth, and suddenly, in his muttering voice, a name popped up, "Fuxi!"

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