Chapter 573: Nine Lights Open, Influx

"Qian Kun Ding?" Yuan Xiaoniao lay on the bronze cauldron with her head stuck in it, looking like she wanted to stew herself. She said cheerfully, "Is it amazing?"

"It should be very powerful." The Emperor of Heaven thought for a moment and said, "At least not weaker than the Immortal Executioner Sword Formation."

Senior Sister Zhang and the others standing by were horrified after hearing this, and looked at the Qiankun Ding with a very different look.

Yuan Xiaoniao clung to the edge of the bronze tripod, lowered his head and opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth were surprisingly sparkling.

Is this... a greedy tripod?

Even though he had known Yuan Xiaoniao for almost a hundred years, he sometimes found it difficult to understand the way this little bird was thinking.

"Senior Sister Yuan?"

"You said, such a powerful treasure." Yuan Xiaoniao came back to his senses and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "How delicious would it be if it was stewed with meat?"

The Emperor of Heaven silently looked at the Qiankun Ding, and saw that in the ancient and desolate gaps of the inscription, there were densely packed words "foodie".

If this Qiankun Ding is really what he thought it was, then Yuan Xiaoniao's idea can be regarded as a waste of resources.

The connection between these characters and oracle bone inscriptions made Zheng Fa suddenly realize one thing: he had always wondered why the magical powers he had obtained were so similar to those in modern legends and had such a deep connection with them.

But now it seems that there may be some traces of history in those legends——

It is not modern history, but the history of the mysterious world, the history of the first era.

To Zheng Fa, no, to anyone in the Xuanwei Realm, the First Era was unfamiliar.

The oldest Tai Shang Dao actually originated from the Second Age.

In this world, there are actually no people from the First Age. This is very unreasonable:

In the following three eras, many powerful people actually survived and are still influencing the situation in Xuanwei.

Only the First Age exists only in legends. No one can even explain what happened in the First Age.

From these characters that were closely related to oracle bone inscriptions, Zheng Fa had an idea - what happened in the First Age had actually been preserved in the modern world and became a vague legend of immortals.

They were gods worshipped by the people of the Shang Dynasty.

He became the immortal that people had longed for for thousands of years.

Later, it even entered novels and stories.

"If the Shang Dynasty is used as the boundary..." The Emperor of Heaven pondered secretly, "Conferred Gods? Primordial Chaos?"

The First Era, is it the Primordial Era?

Are these characters relics from the First Age?

Uncle Pang pulled the drooling Yuan Xiaoniao away and circled around the Qiankun Cauldron, wondering, "This thing doesn't look powerful at all. How can it compare to the Zhuxian Sword Formation?"

"I'm afraid there are still some that are better." The Emperor of Heaven shook his head and said, "The Immortal Execution Sword Formation was forged by Venerable Tianhe, and this Qiankun Cauldron is probably a relic from ancient times."

To put it bluntly, judging from the inscriptions on it, this thing looks like an antique. It's not real, but an old imitation.

"What's the use?"

"I've been able to decipher a small part of this inscription. The most important thing about this tripod is actually... refining treasures."

"For refining?"

"Specifically, it only strengthens the magic weapon's ability." The Emperor pointed to the four words beside the tripod and said, "Return to the original state."

"innate?"

Senior Sister Zhang is extremely sensitive to these two words because she has innate Bagua magical powers, which are very magical.

"Yes, this tripod can be used to refine magic weapons into innate magic weapons. Of course, I don't know how to refine it or how much it consumes."

"What is an innate magic weapon?"

"I don't know." The Emperor of Heaven also had a regretful expression. "Our analysis of the Dingwen still needs to be improved. We only know that when a magic weapon becomes an innate magic weapon, its power will be slightly enhanced."

"This... Zhu Xian Sword Formation?" Senior Sister Zhang's eyes lit up. "Can it be used to upgrade the Zhu Xian Sword Formation?"

"Senior Sister and I have the same idea."

The Emperor smiled and nodded. What the Jiushan Sect needed to upgrade most now was the Zhuxian Sword Formation!

To be fair, this sword formation is already very powerful, but the outside world is developing at a rapid pace, and its power is gradually failing to keep up.

Even though there is the method of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation has actually increased very slowly over the years - in essence, this is the process of breaking through from a True Immortal to a Golden Immortal. For anyone, spending tens or even millions of years is not very long.

Unfortunately, the Jiushan Sect doesn’t have that much time.

Therefore, as soon as Zheng Fa knew the function of the Qiankun Ding, he thought of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Uncle Pang said happily, "Gu Shen is really a good person!"

"I think she probably has a vague idea of ​​the magic of the Qiankun Ding, but she doesn't know how to use it."

"Then we don't know how to use it, right?" Uncle Pang's face fell when he thought of this. He looked at the bronze tripod with the confusion of a primitive man holding an RPG.

"The key point is still this inscription." Senior Sister Zhang said softly.

"Fairy Xiao, please organize some people to analyze this inscription."

The Emperor of Heaven spoke to Xiao Yuying first.

Even though research has been carried out in modern times, the cultivators in the Nine Mountains Realm are no longer just waiting to be fed.

After decades of development, the sect has actually had a group of very outstanding scholars.

"good."

Xiao Yuying looked at the bronze tripod with bright eyes. Compared with others, she cared more about the great civilization hidden behind the inscription.

She thought for a moment, frowned again, and said hesitantly, "There's still too little data for this research project. It's hard to get results in a short period of time."

"I understand. Don't worry."

Modern scholars have also said this. Although this group of characters is closely related to oracle bone inscriptions, they are actually new characters. What's more, their research on oracle bone inscriptions is also full of difficulties, and it is difficult to produce results.

"I thought there might be a surprise in Jiuyaotian."

"Jiuyaotian?" Uncle Pang was stunned.

"This Qiankun Ding belongs to the Gu God. Where did she get it from?" The Emperor pointed at the bronze tripod and said slowly, "And that altar..."

"They're all closely connected to the Nine Lights Heaven! Even the Qiankun Cauldron came from the Nine Lights Heaven?" Uncle Pang understood. "Are you saying that the Nine Lights Heaven might also be hiding the secrets of the First Era?"

"That's right. If there's still a place in the Xuanwei Realm where this kind of writing might exist, it might be the Jiuyao Heaven."

Everyone nodded slightly and looked towards the direction of Haori Mountain.

…

Zheng Fa was also waiting for the opening of Jiuyaotian, but this group of Lu people were really slow.

Under the golden dome of the sun, the people of the Lu tribe stood in several concentric circles around the altar.

They bowed their heads, chanted eulogies in low voices, and circled around the original remains.

"Lu Yan" closed his mouth, but his eyes never left the bottom of the altar.

Several great elders of the Lu clan were dancing and chanting magic spells, and the sounds they made were louder than theirs.

Next to the altar, there are three long tables for offerings.

On the right is a black turtle, and in the middle and on the left are lying monks.

They lay with their eyes closed, facing the original statue, and appeared to be unconscious, but the expressions on their faces were full of fear.

All three of them have reached the level of Divine Transformation. Even with the strength of the Lu clan, it was difficult to gather them all.

Or rather, they were not gathered at all.

The Yunluo and Lu tribes kept their eyes on the Lu tribe, leaving them no time to capture sacrifices.

This black turtle and one of the monks were captured some time ago and have been imprisoned ever since.

The cultivator in the middle actually...has the surname Lu. He is not of the Lu clan, but is a foreigner who was given the surname Lu after struggling.

Because of the incident with Shi Nandang, the identities of these outsiders were already somewhat awkward, and now they were missing a sacrifice to transform into a god. The Great Elder of the Lu Clan was afraid that the situation would become more serious if it got too long, so he decided to go all out and directly picked an unlucky guy.

Looking at the familiar face lying under the altar, almost all the disciples of the Lu clan were unwilling to look at it any longer.

"Lu Yan" looked at it carefully.

He saw streams of spiritual power pouring out of the mouths and noses of the three men, like smoke, flying into the cyclone above.

The red color of the cyclone became deeper and deeper, and the rise and fall of the original corpse's chest became more and more obvious, as if it had really come alive.

The chanting of the great elders became louder and louder, making "Lu Yan" want to cover his ears.

Then, the eyelids of the original corpse suddenly moved.

The three deified offerings suddenly shattered into blood foam, turning into two streams of red smoke that poured into the nostrils of the original corpse.

An extremely terrifying aura permeated the top of Yuanzun Peak.

"open……"

The deep voice resounded throughout the Haori Mountain.

"The holy land has been opened!" the great elder shouted, "Those of the Holy Ancestor's bloodline, whose cultivation has reached the level of Divine Transformation or above, follow me into the Nine Lights Heaven!"

"The rest of you, hold on here. With the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, your lives will be safe!"

"yes!"

This was something the Lu clan had arranged long ago.

The relics of Jiuyaotian are almost impossible to obtain for the cultivators of the Lu clan with low cultivation level, so it is better to wait here.

It can not only save lives, but also control the formation of Haori Mountain to prevent the Lu clan’s hometown from being stolen.

"Lu Yan" looked at the eight incarnations of Lu Zu's bloodline rushing out, and couldn't help but worry about his own leader.

…

Zheng Fazheng was standing at the gate of Jiuyaotian.

The gate of Jiuyaotian has been opened, and red rays of light are shooting out from it.

Luo Yun and Yun Fan, along with the people from the Yun and Luo tribes, stood beside him with worried expressions.

"The Lu Clan has finally opened the Nine Lights Heaven." Yun Fan whispered, "If they really get the Lu Clan's relics, we will..."

Before he finished speaking, the people from the Yunluo tribe looked at each other and understood his hidden worries.

At this time, the three tribes had already broken up, but the Haori Mountain formation was still in the hands of the Lu tribe, so they did not dare to really fight.

But if the Lu people really found some powerful treasure, it would be a disaster for them.

"Let's go in too!"

A Cloud Clan Transformation God suddenly said, his eyes flashing, greed on his face, "We are all from the Haori Sect, so we have a share of that treasure too!"

Yun Fan's expression changed slightly, but he couldn't help but look at Zheng Fa, as if asking for instructions.

Zheng Fa pondered for a moment, "We still have to wait and see what the situation is with Jiuyaotian. Why not wait a little longer..."

"Wait?" The Yun Clan member sneered, "How can we wait for opportunities? Shizu, you are too cautious."

After saying this, the man didn't even wait for anyone else to speak and flew straight towards the Nine Lights Sky.

Seeing him like this, the other people from the Yunluo clan also showed some excitement on their faces.

Zheng Fa remained calm and just looked at the man's back.

The Jiuyaotian seemed to be repelling him, making it very difficult for him to walk, but this man was blinded by greed and he summoned up his magic power and rushed into the cave, and was about to enter the cave entrance.

Suddenly, a golden flame burst out from the cave entrance, and in the flames, only the man's screams could be heard.

When the flames dissipated, the man's figure had long disappeared.

Those who were tempted before couldn't help but change color and took a step back. Looking at the cave entrance again, they felt that it was a bloody mouth that would eat people without leaving any bones.

Zheng Fa also frowned slightly. This Jiuyaotian also has an access mechanism, but the golden flame just now was a bit like his Great Sun True Fire.

"You're the only ones who still want to enter our clan's holy land?" A voice came from behind them. The eight people from the Lu clan rushed towards the cave entrance. The Lu clan's great elder laughed and shouted, "No one except members of our Lu clan can enter!"

They flew into the cave entrance and walked towards the cave step by step. They walked very slowly and were not worried about Zheng Fa and others taking action behind them.

Zheng Fa was about to test it out when his heart suddenly tightened and he looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, a black crack appeared in the sky.

A huge divine eagle flew out from the crack, its two golden wings shining on the golden top of the sun.

Golden-winged Roc?

How did he get here?

Zheng Fa's heart moved and he gave up his plan to take action.

The Golden-winged Roc was not alone. Behind him stood a young man in white. He was bald and had an indifferent expression. He looked at Jiuyao Tian and asked, "Is this the Jiuyao Tian that Master left behind?"

Master?

Judging from the name, this person seems to be Lu Yao's disciple. Judging from his attire, he seems to be a monk... From Leiyin Temple?

Zheng Fa sensed it slightly and found that he could not see the strength of this person. It was just the powerful strength and unruly character of the Golden Winged Roc that brought him here. It was obvious that this monk was not an easy person to deal with.

The two of them didn't seem to care about the people from Hao Rishan, but flew straight into the cave.

The Lu clan's great elder also seemed to panic and said, "This is the secret realm of my Lu clan. Only members of the Lu clan can..."

The monk took out a golden orb and threw it into the cave entrance. The orb emitted a golden light, covering the two of them, and slowly flew towards the Nine Lights Heaven.

Only a few Lu people were left, dumbfounded, staring at them, muttering, "Saint Ancestor's blood!"

The expressions on their faces were similar to those of a husband coming home and seeing his mistress sleeping in his bed.

They looked extremely angry, but they didn't try to interfere. Instead, they gritted their teeth and continued walking towards the cave.

Zheng Fa finally understood that the entrance to the Jiuyao Cave seemed to be a little secret and could not be fought for.

This place even seemed to be rejecting the Lu people and the monk. Although they were not burned by the golden flames, they still had a hard time walking, and their speed was slower than the old man.

Zheng Fa waited for a while, and the entrance to Jiuyaotian Cave began to shrink and seemed to be disappearing.

When he saw that no one else came, he nodded to Yun Fan and Luo Yun and took two steps forward.

"Shi Nandang, you want to come in and look for treasure too?" The Lu clan's great elder inside saw his actions and laughed again, "You have nothing to do with the Holy Ancestor, it's simply wishful thinking!"

Even the golden-winged Roc and the monk turned their heads and looked back.

Zheng Fa took two steps forward and felt a repulsive force coming from the cave entrance, as if resisting him from entering.

He ignored them and instead exposed the back of his palm, revealing his Holy Blood Seal.

"Holy Blood Seal..." The Lu clan's great elder said in a hateful voice, "Do you think you can get in with the Holy Blood Seal? Don't you know that the two ancestors of Yunluo are not allowed to enter the Nine Lights Heaven?"

Sure enough, although the Holy Blood Seal had some effect, the repulsive force from Jiuyaotian had not dissipated.

"I told you..."

Zheng Fa didn't pay any attention to the noise of the Lu people, but quietly circulated his own magic power, and the aura of Fusang wood emanated from him.

The people of the Lu clan, the golden-winged Roc, and the monk only felt a figure passing by them like lightning.

Both groups of people stopped and stared blankly ahead.

(End of this chapter)