Chapter 276 [Duan De and dogs are not allowed to enter] The Feng family has gone through darkness and turmoil in various periods, but has remained prosperous and has become a super giant that looks down on the world. Its profound foundation is rarely matched. Their pure land is not built on the dragon vein fairy mountain, but on islands floating in the sky, with fairy mist surging, like a beautiful divine land, with fairy flowers blooming, waterfalls flowing, and colorful springs lingering, transcending the mundane world. There are also many palaces located on it, with carved beams and painted buildings, coiled dragons and flying phoenixes, and flowing fairy clouds. It is like a kingdom of gods in the world. Many cranes, colorful phoenixes and other spiritual birds are flying among the islands. At the deepest point, there are endless mountains, towering into the sky, majestic, majestic and breathtaking. Between the great mountains, there is a magnificent ancient city that will never sink and cannot be seen by outsiders. Each of the most powerful holy places has one, and it is said to be an ancient city left behind by the gods. "The Jiang family, the Ji family, the Yaochi family... all have similar structures." The big black dog's expression rarely became serious, and he said very seriously: "The endless group of heavenly palaces and the never-falling divine city are the patterns that only emperors can have. The ancestors of the Feng family must have produced an emperor." "But why haven't I heard of the Feng family using the imperial army to fight?" Heihuang was very puzzled. The most important foundation of the emperor's family was the emperor's weapon, which was the continuation of the emperor's life and could protect the Taoist tradition for millions of years.
The Void Mirror, the Hengyu Furnace, the West Emperor Tower... each of these imperial weapons are famous throughout the East Wilderness, creating one legendary story after another and making people worship them. "In ancient times, great emperors have died in battle, not to mention their weapons. There are more than one broken imperial weapons in the world." Lin Xian said quietly, "In the myths and legends of the ancient star, there were indeed two emperors with the surname Feng. Their origins were older than those of the two emperors Xukong and Hengyu, and they were close to the ancient times." Queen Nuwa, Emperor Xi! This is the ancestor of mankind second only to the two human emperors, the Sun and the Moon. It can even be said that he is the source of this branch of the ancient human race. When Lin Xian was in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest and awakened his bloodline, he wanted to find an opportunity to visit the Feng family, gather the three royal families of the human race, and tap into the bloodline of the ancestor. But the difference between passive and active is huge. "After I met the True Tathagata and revived Amitabha Buddha, I came to the Feng family by chance. Is this really a coincidence?" Lin Xian pondered in silence, feeling inexplicably alert. This kind of oppressive feeling had never been given to him even in the restricted area of Immortal Mountain. The Feng bloodline, females have human heads and snake bodies, while males have human heads and dragon bodies, just like the Chinese character "Tao". Awakening this bloodline can be called an innate Tao body and be close to the Tao. Compared with the gods in the outer space, he is more like a human god. The revival of Fuxi's divine blood brought countless benefits to Lin Xian. Not only did he break through the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, he also formed a good relationship with the ancient princess. Most importantly, he relied on the rich dragon energy and the inner world to successfully obtain a true dragon elixir of immortality. That was the first perfect elixir of immortality that Lin Xian owned. It was different from the Qilin seeds and the human-shaped divine medicine that were only for the old, weak, and sick. No one could catch the perfect elixir of immortality unless the Great Emperor took action. Don’t be fooled by the True Dragon Immortal Elixir’s usual whimpering appearance; that’s because in front of little Nannan. The Immortal Elixir is above the mortal world and looks down upon all the great saints and quasi-emperors of the ages. Once it truly unleashes its power, it can take root in the void, continuously absorbing energy and replenishing the vast and vigorous blood needed by the human body. Draw energy from the heaven and earth, and breathe in and out into the void of the universe. This is the way that only the Holy King can do. Lin Xian practiced the Nine Apertures, relied on the divinity of elixir, and figured out some basics in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. At the most critical moment, he manifested a human-headed dragon body Dharma image, became one with the real dragon elixir, his blood was flourishing, he called on the imperial soldiers, offered blood sacrifices to the gods, and displayed infinite divine power. This was Lin Xian's real trump card, the basis for him to dare to walk in the Western Desert and bravely enter the restricted area. Relying on the imperial weapons and elixirs, no matter how terrifying the existence is, he can hold on for a while and not be blown to death like an ant. And those few moves took an extremely long time for the Supreme Being. Even if he was at the edge of the universe, it was enough time for Gai Jiuyou to come to the rescue. It can be said that the awakening of Fuxi's divine blood has brought too many benefits to Lin Xian. It is not a quantitative accumulation, nor is it as simple as a realm breakthrough, but a qualitative breakthrough.
But everything has a price, and all the gifts given by fate have already been secretly marked with a price. While he was thinking, a voice suddenly sounded, shouting: "Who are you? How can you enter and leave my Wind Clan territory at will? Tell me your name!" "I am the Black Emperor!" The big black dog swaggered over, put his hands on his waist and laughed, "I will be the King of Feng Family. Please ask your Lord to come out and greet me." “That black dog that specializes in being petted by people?!” The voice in the Feng Family’s Divine Island panicked visibly, and shouted: “Hurry up and set up the formation, the disaster star is coming.” The 1,550-year-old birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan is approaching. All the major families, the saints and daughters of the holy lands, and the elders and masters have come to celebrate his birthday. The scene is as lively as that in the Holy City. Upon hearing that the Black Emperor was coming, not only did the Feng family panic, but many talented disciples from various sects also immediately turned pale when they saw him. In the vast land of East Wilderness, the Black Emperor was the ultimate example of a bully taking advantage of his master's power. From Nanling to the Northern Territory, everyone knew of his vicious reputation. He often caused chaos and clamored for favors everywhere. Many young people wanted to skin him alive. However, the real strong ones would not bother to argue with a dog. As for the remaining geniuses, unless they are emperor stars at the level of the Holy Son Yaoguang, they really cannot beat this dog. The title of the Emperor Wu Shi is not just talk. He once used the Divine Phoenix Immortal Elixir to build his foundation and bathed in the blood of the Emperor Wu Shi. This dog's potential is enough to achieve enlightenment in another way, and he is also the Emperor Wu Shi's son. “How could such a bastard appear in our Eastern Wilderness…” Some young people said with great sorrow, pointing at Heihuang and cursing. The big black dog turned a deaf ear to it, pretending it didn't hear anything, and greeted everyone it met, becoming very friendly with people as if it was very popular. "Long time no see, we meet again." "Hello, pet, hello." "Girl, I think I suppressed you last time..." Each gaze was like a sharp sword. If it were possible to kill people, Black Emperor would have died tens of thousands of times. "Black Dog, what are you doing here!" Someone couldn't help but yelled "I am here to do what you are here for." Heihuang coughed and pretended to understand while being confused. "Where are you looking?" A Feng Family disciple sneered and pointed to a stone tablet, saying, "The Feng Family does not welcome beasts." I saw a divine monument erected on a floating divine island, with a row of large, golden characters written on it. "Duan De and dogs are not allowed to enter." Duan De is a grand master of tomb robbery, roaming underground all year round. Even the Feng family has suffered from his murderous hands, and he hates it deeply. “Ouch!” Black Emperor roared, pointed at the divine tablet, and angrily cursed: “Why do you compare me with that fat guy?” Everyone sneered and asked, "Why can't you go in? Don't you have any idea what's going on?" Duan De robbed tombs, and Hei Huang kidnapped people. They arranged life and death clearly, and they can be called the two evils of the Eastern Desert. "It can't enter, can I enter?" Suddenly a long voice sounded, like a fairy from the sky, or like the ancient god king. The Feng family disciple subconsciously asked, "Who are you?" "Who am I?" Hearing this, Lin Xian laughed and said, "I am the Holy Lord of Tianxuan, the future Buddha of the Western Desert, the son-in-law of the Demon Clan Emperor, and a disciple of Yaochi..." Before Lin Xian could finish, the Feng family disciple who was in charge of the formation interrupted and said, "Do you have an invitation? One invitation can only bring one person in. The Feng family Saint Master's birthday banquet does not have any outsiders, so there is not enough space for so many people." Lin Xian's face darkened and he asked, "What's your name?" The big black dog smiled sinisterly at the side and said, "Boy, be careful. Saint Lin is narrow-minded and will not let you go."
"What do you mean by letting go?" The Feng family disciple said proudly, "I am a disciple of an ancient family. Who can force me? I have never heard of the Tianxuan Saint Lord. How can the head of a small sect be qualified to enter the gate of my Feng family?" In the vast land of East Wilderness, there are many noble families and numerous sects. Only the Taoist traditions established by masters of the Immortal Stage are considered to be mainstream. A dragon-transforming cultivator is an unattainable existence for lower academies and branches such as Yuding Cave Heaven and Lingxu Cave Heaven. But for the ancient family, he is only at the level of a famous elder. Some old servants in the family are at this level, so they naturally look down on others. Lin Xian took a deep breath and told himself that this was the dojo of Emperor Xi and Empress Wa, which was equivalent to Mount Xumi in the Western Desert. Harmony was the most important thing in everything, and chaos was not allowed. So he coughed and said with a warm face: "In fact, I have been a member of the Feng family for a long time..." "You don't deserve the surname Feng!" The Feng family disciple who was in charge of the formation looked up to the sky and said arrogantly, "How dare you, a lowly person, claim to be a relative of an ancient family?" The Black Emperor's laughter became more and more rampant. He pointed at Lin Xian and laughed loudly, "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, I never thought that you would have this day!" In such a vast land of Eastern Wilderness, there is actually an aristocratic family that Lin Xian has no connection with. It's really a scholar meeting a soldier, and it's hard to explain why. Lin Xian's face turned dark. He encountered a rare Waterloo in his life. The most important thing was that this time he really had the divine blood of Fuxi, and he was a genuine old Fengziqi. Unlike the bloodline of Yan and Huang, which is over one billion and can be said to be everywhere, anyone you pick up on the ancient star Honghuang is a descendant of Yan Emperor or Huang Emperor. Lin Xian can evolve into a form with a human head and a dragon body. He is a direct descendant among direct descendants. The cultivators all believe that he is the son of the Feng family. But now he died in front of the Feng family's gate. "Let Fenghuang come out and answer..." Lin Xian gritted his teeth. He was too lazy to argue with an idiot. Today he was really showing off in the wrong place. Normally, Immortal Lin shows off his prowess in front of the Supreme Being, either making shocking remarks in front of the Supreme Being or fooling around in front of the Emperor's weapons and artifacts. At the very least, he is at the level of a saint. These beings are either at the pinnacle of cultivation or have eternal power. They have far-sighted vision and broad perspectives, so they naturally know that although Lin Xian's realm is low, every word he says is precious and true. Every story and every sentence contains a lot of information and content, which needs to be repeatedly pondered. He is nothing like the Feng family's gatekeeper disciple who is simple and rough, even worse than the Black Emperor's dog eyes. "My eldest lady doesn't have time to deal with you idlers, leave immediately." The Feng Family disciple said proudly, then pointed at Hei Huang and said, "And you, dog, what are you laughing at? Get out too." "No untransformed dogs allowed." Hei Huang was stunned. He did not expect that the Feng family disciples were so powerful. Not only did they settle accounts with Saint Lord Lin, they also scolded him. This dog is not someone you can easily mess with. When Emperor Wu Shi was in power, he even looked down on the Supreme Being. The big black dog immediately flew into a rage and yelled, "In the past, your clan leader invited me but I didn't come! You are the one who really looks down on others." The Feng family disciple sneered and said nothing, not even refusing to glance at Hei Huang. Instead, he turned around and chatted and laughed with some other sect disciples in the formation. Many female disciples extended olive branches to him, because some of them had been captured by the big black dog. The behavior of the Feng family disciples was tantamount to helping them vent their anger, and thus they won his favor. "It's really embarrassing for you!"
Lin Xian let out a long roar towards the sky, a shocking dragon roar that echoed through the eternal sky, passing through the Feng family's island protection formation and reaching its core forbidden area. There was a stone tablet with a dragon pattern that seemed to have some feeling. It glowed brightly, and countless tadpole-shaped characters flickered and flowed in the void, causing a goddess in front of the tablet to suddenly look up, with a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes. "What happened?" The Feng family's divine island was shaken inside and outside. The Feng family's celebrities and elders who were responsible for welcoming the guests rushed over to check the situation. "How dare you disrespect the Feng family!" Seeing so many elders coming, the Feng family disciple who was in charge of the formation instantly became emboldened. His attitude was still arrogant, and he said arrogantly, "Today is the family master's birthday. If you don't want to see blood, kowtow three thousand times and I will let you go." Lin Xian said nothing and did not use any magical powers. He directly used the strength of his body and struck out with a huge stone tablet hand, making the Feng family disciple dizzy and disoriented, like a whirlpool spinning in the air. "What power is this!" Everyone was shocked, and countless Feng family celebrities' eyes sparkled. They were not surprised at the magic power, but at the fact that Lin Xian had actually bypassed the Feng family formation and attacked the Feng family disciples. This is simply unbelievable. You know, the family formation exists to protect the younger generations of disciples, but it has failed at this moment. "Fellow Daoist, please come in and have a chat." An elder of the Feng family instantly realized that something was wrong and wanted to step forward to resolve the conflict and then delve into the matter of the formation. But at this moment, the Feng family disciple who was being whipped came over and roared, "Uncle Yi, kill him for me!" As soon as he finished speaking, an old man suddenly appeared in the void. He was not wearing the clothes of a Feng family disciple, but was dressed like a servant. However, his magical powers were extremely strong, and his aura was overwhelming. One could tell at a glance that he was a strong man. "Seven transformations of dragon!" "How can such a strong man still be a slave?" "The ancient family has too deep a heritage." "He is not a slave of the side branch. Only the lineage of the Feng family's head is qualified to enjoy this kind of protection resource." "Master Yu, please be patient." The old servant who had transformed into a dragon seven times nodded and smiled. Then a cold light flashed in his eyes and he rushed forward. He had gray hair and a thin body. His fingers shot out sharp blades like the wind that could cut down countless mountains. “You’re showing off a paper-made Dragon Transformation Realm.” Lin Xian shook his head, flipped his hand, and instantly suppressed the old servant. (End of this chapter)