Chapter 398 [Prince Duhuatian]

There are only a limited number of imperial weapons in the world. Why are the ancient families so high up? Apart from the saints and sages, their most powerful foundation is the ultimate weapons, which can ensure that their Taoist tradition will remain indestructible for tens of thousands of years.

Even if there is a dark turmoil and one or two supreme beings appear occasionally, the noble families with imperial weapons will have the ability to protect themselves.

Every supreme being after self-destruction is a master of time management. They will pick on the weak and will not specifically take on hard nuts like the Imperial Soldier.

The fate of losing the imperial soldiers would be that the Sun God Cult and the Moon God Dynasty would be in danger of being destroyed by any quasi-emperor without the ultimate military deterrence.

The Feng Family is known as the oldest holy place in the Eastern Wilderness. It has been passed down for millions of years and has existed since the ancestor of mankind came to Beidou. Although there have been saints and sages throughout the ages, the imperial weapons were shattered in the last dark turmoil.

Where did Lin Xian get this imperial weapon from?

For a moment, the saints of the major imperial lineages were full of imagination and looked at Saint Yaoguang behind Lin Xian. An extremely terrifying idea was born in their minds.

Could it be that the Feng family’s ancestor is still alive, just like that ruthless man?

Others don’t know the origin of the black gold tripod with dragon pattern, but they don’t know it either. What’s the point of saying that only after twenty-eight generations of sages forged the imperial weapon could it be born? This kind of talk is just enough to deceive an organization that has never produced an emperor.

These holy land families that have produced great emperors have more than twenty-eight generations of sages. During their peak period, emperor sons were born one after another, and emperor grandchildren were also endless, all of whom were quasi-emperors. However, even with such a scale, they had not forged a second imperial weapon.

The imperial weapons of the Yaoguang Holy Land were the work of the Sky-Swallowing Empress in the ancient forbidden area.

“Holy Lord, how did you do it?”

Ye Fan’s expression changed. Could it be that Lin Xian took advantage of everyone’s inattention and went to the ancient forbidden area to ask the empress to repair the Fuxi Emperor’s weapon? However, the extreme aura flowing on it did not look like that of the Heaven-Devouring Empress at all.

The two imperial weapons of the Tuntian lineage are both extremely unique, nurturing the power of flying immortals and giving a sense of transcendence.

The ultimate power flowing on the Fuxi Dragon Stele is a kind of ancient and majestic, worshipful feeling of the vastness of time. It is not the same ultimate law.

“I am very happy that you are honored as my Holy Lord, but the tone of your words just now made this Buddha very unhappy.”

Lin Xian said calmly, the throne behind him rose steadily, above all the emperors, and looked at Ye Fan and said: “If Tianxuan doesn’t respect me, I will go to the Feng family. At worst, I will repeat the old events in the South Region and go to Mount Xumi again.”

The chaotic energy flowed, and a blue lotus blossomed above the imperial throne. Lin Xian sat upright on the lotus platform with a solemn appearance, and there were wisps of dazzling Buddha light. A demon-subduing pestle flew over.

In an instant, Lin Xian got three votes and was on par with Ye Fan.

“There is the Green Tripod in Heaven, so I should add another vote.” Ye Fan suddenly became anxious. If the innate holy body and Taoist fetus fell into Lin Xian’s hands, he would definitely instigate his son to beat his father. He knew Saint Lin too well.

“The ownership of the Green Tripod belongs to the Heavenly Palace, and the Emperor of Heaven only has the right to use it.”

Lin Xian once again emphasized that the Heavenly Court serves all living beings and is a public facility of the universe, and he also gave himself a vote.

“Saint Lord Lin, why do you give yourself extra votes?” Ye Fan sneered and said, “Where is the public instrument of the universe?”

“That’s good, that’s good.”

Lin Xian chanted a Buddhist name and said righteously, “Buddha is also a sentient being. Why, you don’t accept it?”

Not only the Green Cauldron of Heaven, but also the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, an imperial weapon wielded by four ruthless men, are public equipment.

Just as Ye Fan was about to use the power in the name of Saint Lord Tianxuan, he was rejected by Lin Xian in the name of Lord Tuntian.

“Saint Lord Lin, you are so cruel!” Ye Fan gritted his teeth and went to Zhongzhou Dynasty to canvass for votes.

“It’s a pity that the Sun Tower is unwilling to come out. The Human Emperor Seal should be on Feixian Star. Let Tingting go there later.”

Lin Xian muttered to himself and glanced at the central hall, feeling a little regretful. Wanlongling had escaped into the Taichu Ancient Mine, the Ancient Princess was not there, and the Immortal Iron Stick followed the Fighting Buddha on an expedition to Amitabha, so the Divine Silkworm Armor had no acquaintance to lead him and did not enter directly, missing out on several opportunities to canvass for votes.

It seemed like a coincidence that none of the supreme imperial soldiers of the ancient clan were here.

In essence, it was the rift between the human race and the ancient race. The human race dynasty and the demon race imperial lineage formed a tacit understanding, invisibly excluding the ancient race, keeping them away from the Purple Mountain Resolution, and preventing them from understanding the core secrets of the innate holy body and the Dao fetus.

If we want to truly integrate the ancient clans into the Heavenly Court, we will have a long way to go, and it is far more difficult than simply winning over a few ancient clans or a few ancestral kings.

“We still need a major cleansing, both to erase the mark of the Immortal Emperor on the ancient race and to wake up the human race, making them understand that they cannot escape this dark turmoil by relying on the imperial soldiers alone.”

“Because the number of supreme beings descending on the path to becoming an immortal is not as simple as one or two. Five or six, or even seven or eight would not be too many. It is very likely that more than ten will appear at the same time.”

Lin Xian was thinking in his heart, but his eyes were looking towards Yao Chi. The innate holy body and the Taoist fetus were still some distance away from being truly born. The other imperial bloodlines were basically just running along, and he was satisfied just to have a good relationship with them.

The only ones who truly have the strength to compete for the right to teach the innate holy body and the Taoist fetus are Yao Chi, Zishan, Tianxuan, and Heaven.

As long as one of them shows an advantage, the other imperial veins will follow suit.

In the end, with Ye Fan and Lin Xian fighting each other and Black Emperor interfering from time to time, everyone took a step back and made a compromise.

“Why not let Fairy Zixia take care of the baby in Zishan, and let Heihuang be the nutritionist.”

Lin Xian pondered and said, “The fifth generation Yuantian Patriarch Zhang Lin has escaped, but he cannot leave Zishan. If he leaves the Wushi Bell, his later years will be uncertain.”

“It would be better to let him teach on his behalf. While instructing on the source technique, he can also let the innate holy body Taoist fetus study the red-haired unknown from an early age and crack the reincarnation seal.”

“In addition, Yang Yi, the Saintess of Yao Chi from 10,000 years ago, also stayed in Zishan to teach Zixia and her son the Western Emperor Scriptures. How about that?”

Zhang Lin is Ye Fan’s ancestor, and Yang Yi is from the Yao Chi lineage, and both have a deep connection with the innate holy body and Taoist fetus.

Except for Hei Huang who was still clamoring for him to be the child’s teacher, everyone else thought this was a reasonable arrangement.

“when……”

The Wushi Bell, which had been silent for a long time, resounded, and the god spoke: “But, as the descendant of the Great Emperor, you will have to fight against the underworld sooner or later.”

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Comprehending the source techniques and reincarnation seals left by the Hades will be of great benefit to you in the future.

Wu Shi Zhong agreed, and Hei Huang had no choice but to compromise. He could only say indignantly:
“I am the peerless demon saint, why can’t you let me teach you?”

Everyone rolled their eyes. The Black Emperor’s cultivation and vision were beyond doubt. He had fought with the Fighting Buddha before he was beheaded. He was at least a great sage.

It’s just that this dog’s character can stand shoulder to shoulder with Duan De.

“Where is Lao Gu? Why did he fail at the critical moment?” Heihuang sighed and was very unwilling, circling around Zishan.

The great sage of the human race, Gu Tianshu. When the God King Jiang Taixu mentioned this name, he raised his eyebrows. He lived a second life for the purpose of being tempered by this great sage, otherwise he would have died in Zishan like his predecessors.

It’s just that Gu Tianshu is really unreliable and has not been seen since. If Lin Xian and his party hadn’t arrived at Zishan, Jiang Taixu would have almost died of old age.

“when!”

The Wushi Bell rang again, and Lin Xian started the second proposal, saying solemnly: “How is the conversion of the Heavenly Prince going?”

“The Great Emperor Wu Shi and the Immortal Emperor collided on the road to becoming immortals, which was extremely tormenting.”

“If we can study the secrets of the Emperor’s bloodline and find the weakness of the Immortal Phoenix, we can support the Emperor Wu Shi.”

“A little more advantage means a glimmer of hope.”

“Give Emperor Wu Shi a chance to strike!”

(End of this chapter)