Chapter 243: Five Generations of High Priests
Mei Zhao Aya muttered, looking like she wanted to say and stopped, she swallowed what she wanted to say, she sometimes really hated the sharp teeth of Trolling Ge, and said: "A big man, why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Didn't you say that she was very knowledgeable and talented?"
"Gong Shen is not fake, she can be said to be the most outstanding person in Nanjiang!" Mei Zhao Aya paused and said: "Three hundred years ago, when I was still the fourth generation of priests, the Xianyuan Continent was in a situation where the three emperors stood side by side, and it was still a harmony. At that time, the fourth generation of priests had already passed on the incense to the human race, and established a sect in Zhongzhou, where the human race was thriving, and it seemed to be called 'Valley of Hundred Flowers'.
He didn't like to listen to Mei Zhao Aya say some long sentences, and it was still some old things, so he interrupted: "That's the fourth generation, what does it have to do with this generation?"
Mei Zhao Aya turned her head and looked at Yu Ge seriously and said, "Master said that the fourth generation is not dead, she has been reincarnated, it is the fifth generation!"
"Don't let me mess with it" Yu Ge touched his head and said: "You mean that the fourth generation is the fifth generation, and the fifth generation is the fourth generation?"
"Hmm!" Mei Zhao Aya nodded and said, "So, Master said that she was unfathomable"
"Hey," he took a breath, he really didn't know what to say.
"But I've been dormant for so long, I'm afraid I can't get back to the sky. β
"Then what about her reincarnation?" said "Isn't this a trick on Laipi?
Mei Zhao Aya rubbed her forehead, sometimes she really wanted to open Lu Ge's brain to see what was inside, it was obviously a very powerful ability, so she was said to be playing tricks by Yu Ge.
"How can it be so easy? I think it must be a person who needs a certain opportunity or a suitable system to be good, you don't talk anymore, don't answer me again, let's go!"
Yingnandu is the place where the king of Nanjiang has lived for a long time, and it is the largest city of the Nanjiang tribe. But this city is built strangely, there is not a stone or a brick, like a huge shrub that grows horizontally along the earth, the city is also a tree towering to the sky, all kinds of shops and pavilions, there is a ginger tree in the east of the city straight into the sky, there is a piece of Qionglou jade on it, better than heaven and earth.
The huge wall of Yingnandu is also made of the wood of the trees, which is more than ten zhang high, and it is integrated, and the swarthy material also knows what kind of tree it is, but one thing is certain that this tree is alive, and you can clearly feel the vitality when you stand outside the city gate. The wall of a city was a living tree, and this was also shocking to the heart.
There was no gate, but a circular hole in the tree, like a hole in an old tree. Meizhao Aya and Yu Ge gradually approached, and two people came from outside the tree hole, because the clothes were different, and Yu Ge couldn't judge the rank of these two people, but he probably felt that he probably looked like he was in the early stage of sitting in the photo.
"Sure enough, it's Yin Nandu. Lu Ge couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but when he thought that after he became a third-class lieutenant, he had to guard the palace ban every day, and he was relieved.
"You are not Nan Jiang's people!" said the two guards, not in a bad tone, but also quite vigilant.
"Envoy of Duyang Palace, come to meet King Nanjiang!" Mei Zhao Aya said in a cold voice, and after that, she took out a black token, on which was engraved a simple word "emperor" and a letter.
The janissary looked at it, was stunned, and hesitated: "Since you are the envoy of Duyang Palace, you can enter the city but meet the 'king', and you still need to wait for us to report." β
"How long?"
"The 'king' has always been busy, and this letter needs to be delivered in layers for at least one or two days, or at most three or five days," the guard said in a deep voice.
"Oh, no hurry. Meizhao Aya said freely: "We can wait." β
"Okay, then please go into the city to rest first, but this is Yin Nandu, please keep some rules. β
"Hmm!" Mizhao Aya and Higo walked into the city in the twilight.
The two janissaries looked at the two of them.
One of the guards, who had not spoken, said, "Did you find that demon mark on the woman's face?"
"Well, you found out too, it looks like a person."
Night falls, and the stars are shining. In the east of the city, there is a Nanjiang tree that goes straight into the sky, and in the jade space above it, in the deepest gray building like a stamen, this is where the great demon of Nanjiang is, it is a forbidden place, and no one who is not a priest and the king of Nanjiang can enter.
In the gray building, the lights appear to be on and off, and there is a formation with a diameter of ten zhang in the shape of a disc, and there is a figure sitting at the edge of the formation at intervals, with a total of seven people.
There seem to be countless tree roots intertwined in the array, the center of the array is a flower about a foot more than a foot is blooming, the petals are slender like satin, the color is bright red like the sunset, the flowers are clustered among the stamens but there is a person lying down, her eyes are closed, but the whole face is flickering with the candle flame, this person's face is also constantly changing, sometimes it is an old woman with a wrinkled face, sometimes it is a plump and beautiful woman, sometimes it is a delicate girl in its prime, and sometimes it is a lovely girl babbling back and forth, a total of seven times, all of which are about seven different periods in a person's lifeγ
Suddenly, the seven people sitting around fainted without any symptoms.
"Huh?" A person in the gloom snorted coldly, and walked under the candlelight, only to see that she was dressed in black, and her skin was better than snow, her hands were white and jade, and her fingertips were covered with gilded armor, and she didn't say a word. In the torch, I saw that her snow-white face was forced by the firelight, and she felt even more delicate. can be here, and with a graceful bearing, he is naturally the king of Nanjiang who dominates a domain.
The strange woman who was originally lying in the huge flower in the formation 02 suddenly stood up, her face was not changing back and forth, but she stayed in the babbling girlhood period. The adult's body and this baby-like face can't help but make people feel a chill in their hearts.
"Are you awake? failed?" asked King Nan Jiang with a frown.
"Failed!" the strange woman's baby-like little mouth spit out words clearly, "Can you get the sound of wind wood?"
King Nan Jiang shook his head and said, "No Nan Ying died in the Hundred Demon Feast!"
"That's it, Shengfeng Wood is a rare thing in Daogu, and besides, it can only be delayed, not saved!" The woman was silent for a while, looking around at the seven people who were lying down and fainting: "Actually, I knew from the beginning that it was destined to fail!"
"Why?" King Nan Jiang frowned.
"My grafting technique is missing a son. Seven flowers, scattered all over the place, the six sons have been recalled, but they can't awaken the seven sons"
"Killed?" asked King Nan Jiang anxiously.
"Impossible!" the strange woman shook her head slowly, and she said slowly, "I can still vaguely feel her presence." β
"So what? Where was the seventh son?"
"The Penglai Rebellion, and in the next hundred years, the Terran Middle Continent was also in turmoil. At that time, the Hundred Flowers Valley I established was a perfect grafting technique, and I also participated in the "Great Reincarnation Technique" of the Immortal Sect at that time, and the battle situation was still unclear, and it was unknown whether the Zhong family could sit firmly on the Imperial Capital Mountain, so I scattered the seven clones around the human race, opened the sect and scattered the leaves, and did not awaken their memories. At that time, the seventh son should have gone to Fenglin Continent outside the continent and established a low-end sect called 'Hundred Flowers Sect' near Jingzhao City. β
After hearing this, King Nanjiang groaned: "I'll send someone to check and find her!"
"No!" the woman shook her head and said, "If you can't awaken your memory and die, there is only one possibility, that is, when she uses the demon seal to devour her people's vitality, she is counterattacked, and it is even more likely that she is swallowed up!"
"Then what should I do?" King Nan Jiang suddenly jumped to his feet and said, "According to what you say, then aren't you dead?"
"Not necessarily, the seventh son's divine soul is just damaged and dormant in her body. I'm going to shatter my body and merge it all into the Seven Sons, and if it goes well, I'll be back soon!"
"What if it doesn't go well?" said King Nan Jiang with some concern.
"Then it may take a long time, after all, I am already at the end of the crossbow, but don't worry, since she has eaten the seventh son, she naturally absorbs the cultivation, talent, experience, etc. of the seventh son, in this case, she will not be able to kill me, and one day we will break out of the cocoon." β
King Nanjiang thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't, so he had to nod and agree: "You are a two-generation sacrifice, our Nanjiang's biggest hidden danger, you should know better than me, go and go back quickly." β
The woman's baby-like face wrinkled together, and said, "Is it a demon mark? Alas, it's all my fault!"
"Duyang Palace is here!" King Nan Jiang didn't answer her words, and spoke again.
"Oh, it seems that Emperor Mei is dead!" the woman burst out laughing, and the baby's laughter was really harsh.
"Why are you so sure?
"Only if he can't do it, Duyang Palace will probe the mouths of the kings and think about it carefully. β
"Then how should I deal with it, and what kind of attitude should I take towards Du Yang Palace?"
The woman's little face was gloomy and she said: "It is absolutely impossible to submit!" Duyang Palace under the control of Emperor Mei is not trying to plan the overall situation of the demon clan at all, but for his own personal interests. The reason why the demon clan suffered heavy losses back then was because his selfishness was too heavy, and the Seven Great Demon Monarchs were broken by six and a half!"
"Then I'll just refuse directly, with a tough attitude?" Nan Jiang Wang hesitated.
"Refusal is a must, it's good that we understand this in our own hearts, but the attitude can be ambiguous, there is a problem with the demon seal of the big demon Nan Jiang, you can't summon an entity, but you need to sacrifice, you and I both know in our hearts, we Nan Jiang can't go to war!" the woman said solemnly.
"I know. King Nan Jiang nodded and asked again, "Emperor Mei really can't live?"
"Do you really think that the rebellion of Peng Penglai was done by the demon clan Liang Jian? Do you think that the demon clan can really seriously injure many strong people of the human race and the demon race, just with that bullshit immortal-killing array? You must know that Emperor Yu died there!"
"Then who else is there besides the demons?" said King Nan Jiang in shock.
The woman shook her head slowly, and said no more, her figure burst and shattered, turning into a must, and at the same time, the huge flowers on the array also withered in an instant.