Chapter 397: Heaven and earth are the prison, reincarnation is the shell."Do you recognize this thing?" Song Lin and Hou Yuanxi noticed the strangeness on each other's faces almost at the same time. "do not know!" Then they shook their heads at the same time and looked at the statue above. The lower body of this statue of a god is extremely long, like a coiled dragon, but the middle part is actually a human torso, and the head resembles a bull's head. But in their eyes. This sculpture, minus the body in the middle, is the ninth son of the dragon in ancient mythology - Qiuniu. Seven thousand years ago, the first peak of Jiulong was also named - Qiuniu. But if you only look at the bull's head, it is the Ksitigarbha demon king who hit his head against the Wuduan Mountain that year. Song Lin had seen the ancient demon king several times with his own eyes, so he would not make a mistake. Feng Xuejun in his previous life died at his hands, so he would not make a mistake either. Then the problem is coming.

Seven thousand years later, in the Nine Gods City of King Cang’s clan. Why is there a spliced ​​statue of the god that is still worshipped by later generations? "Peach zombie Li Dai." Hou Yuanxi said coldly. "graft." Song Lin's brows were gloomy. The two of them were shocked at the same time, and all kinds of speculations came to mind. This is a kind of "cultural invasion", which transforms the devil into a god and subtly changes people's cognition. As for why this is the case... Perhaps the Netherworld Ten Directions failed back then, or perhaps someone found a way to restrain them, and as a last resort, the ancient demon lords abandoned their original identities. Maybe. They believed that such means were more suitable for invading the eastern land. "Dragon Transformation Sutra!" Song Lin and Hou Yuanxi suddenly looked at each other. "Walk." Song Lin suddenly turned around. "This place is ominous." Hou Yuanxi made the move almost at the same time. "I smell a sense of uneasiness." Song Lin approached the woman next to him and whispered.

"Same." Hou Yuanxi nodded. The two were only one step away from entering the hall, but they changed direction in time and hurried back the way they came. Now, one of them is at the Life Pill Realm, and the other is at the Divine Mansion Realm. Faced with this unknown danger, we naturally remain cautious enough. "Ah~~" Suddenly, a faint sigh was heard in the bustling hall. Seems full of regrets. "Sister!" "Why are you here?" Song Lin, Hou Yuanxi, Shui Qianrou and others ran into them head-on. "Walk." "Leave here quickly." Seeing their solemn expressions, everyone dared not ask any more questions and followed them out of the Temple of Marriage. Not long after the nine people from Jianya Xuanfeng left. The marriage temple, which covers an area of ​​dozens of miles, suddenly fell into darkness. The people inside seemed to be unaware of it, as if they were moved to another small world. "roar~" "Jiejiejie~~" "The smell of incense... the smell of faith... delicious! Really delicious!" Strange figures emerged from the Corridor of Marriage. The demons were dancing wildly, endlessly, like a den of ghosts hidden underground. This is not the Corridor of Marriage, it is clearly the Corridor of the Netherworld! And at this time. Song Lin and Hou Yuanxi had already brought everyone back to the inn. Looking from afar at the sky above the Temple of Marriage, which seemed to have darkened a little, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief with lingering fear. "so close!" "Big sister, little brother, what's wrong with you?" Shui Qianrou and others were confused. "Why didn't you follow orders and act on your own?" Hou Yuanxi frowned and looked at everyone coldly.

"..." The seven people trembled and lowered their heads together. "Go down and write the sect rules three hundred times as punishment." Hou Yuanxi gave an order. Everyone immediately went out obediently, not daring to question anything. What she discovered today was too serious, so she did not plan to tell her fellow juniors. Even some of the high-ranking officials of Jianya Xuanfeng, she did not dare to believe them easily. Wait for everyone to leave. Song Lin had already taken out the 'Nine Gods Transforming into Dragons Immortal Scripture', placed it on the table, and frowned in thought. Hou Yuanxi walked forward and flipped through it. Showing doubt. "Strange, this Dragon Transformation Sutra doesn't seem to have any abnormalities on the surface." "But the people of the Song family have been practicing for seven thousand years. If they succeed, they will achieve a second-grade golden body. If they fail, they will die. There has never been an exception, and no one has achieved the Dharma image." Song Lin said. "This is abnormal." Hou Yuanxi nodded. "Senior Sister, can I trust you?" Song Lin suddenly asked a strange question. "how about you?" Hou Yuanxi asked back. "It seems that you no longer trust anyone in the world." Song Lin understood. Hou Yuanxi has experienced reincarnation, and his mind has become more cunning than before. Perhaps something happened seven thousand years ago that made her unwilling to trust anyone easily. Even the old people from that time. Seven thousand years have passed, and no one knows how many reincarnations the other has gone through, what he has experienced, or whether his temperament has changed. Facing the silent Hou Yuanxi. Song Lin's tone relaxed and he smiled, "I just want to know one question, did you ever experience betrayal back then?" "……Yes." Hou Yuanxi nodded. "who is it?" Song Lin's eyes flashed.

really. The seven men of Jianya went to Youquan together. The eight brothers were not missing one, but a traitor appeared. The biggest possibility... "I don't know. What happened back then... I only remember 30%... fragments." Hou Yuanxi looked at Song Lin blankly. She actually believed in Song Lin, and believed in the junior brother who had sacrificed everything for her back then. but. She doesn't trust her memory! "Don't remember?" Song Lin was silent for a long time. He sighed and said, "Senior Sister, the strangeness of this Nine Gods City is probably beyond our current level of cultivation." "Give your opinion." Hou Yuanxi regained his senses instantly, his face turned cold. "I speculate that they may be practicing some special skills, performing some kind of magical ritual, or transformation. It is not that simple to go from a demon to a god." Song Lin said slowly: "Besides, they have not succeeded so far. Otherwise, we might not be able to leave smoothly in front of the Marriage Palace today." "The Nine Dragons Ascension Game?" Hou Yuanxi tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Lin's face. "Maybe it's the Nine Dragons' True Game." Song Lin tapped lightly on the table, making a knocking sound. He said: "On the surface, there is nothing unusual about this Dragon Transformation Sutra. But why has the Song family been practicing it for seven thousand years? What is the connection between this matter and the King of Cangzhou?" "A dragon gives birth to nine sons, each one is different. Since there are nine dragon sons, a true dragon will surely appear." He ran his fingers over the Dragon Transformation Sutra on the table. "Could it be that they want to breed a real dragon?" "These are all your speculations, there is no evidence." Hou Yuanxi pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly: "Submitting these speculations to the sect will not change anything. On the contrary, it may alert the enemy and bring us danger." Even the top leaders of Donglinxianya can't trust her. Hear the words. Song Lin smiled slightly: "Perhaps, they should ask the person involved." "The Ninth House of the Song Clan!" Hou Yuanxi blurted out.

"Of course." The weakness of the Song family lies in the ninth branch. It is said that the nine branches of the Song clan jointly performed the Dragon Transformation Sutra, which possessed incredible power, not to mention the Dharma Immortals. Some of the Red Dust Immortals who had already obtained it were not its opponents. This is recorded in history. But now, seven thousand years later, the Nineth House betrayed the Song Clan. It may not only be because of the decline of the Nineth House, but also because... the Nineth House opposed the practice of the Dragon Transformation Sutra. This is the real reason that led to its decline! The deepest secret hidden in the Nine Rooms! "Leave this matter to me." Hou Yuanxi left a word and disappeared in Song Lin's room. Song Lin looked at the Dragon Transformation Sutra quietly, with thoughts flashing through his mind one after another. This Dragon Transformation Sutra is not as simple as it seems. Long Yuan, Song Chengfeng, the Giant Whale Gang, the Nine Dragons Altar, destiny leading to godhood... When he connected everything together, an answer suddenly emerged in his mind. however. But there was always something key missing that made me unable to figure it out. "What is the purpose of the Dragon Transformation Sutra?" The night is getting darker. In Hou Yuanxi's room. "Master." Xie Muxue sat with half of her buttocks on the chair, like a wronged young wife. Do not know why. Hou Yuanxi looked particularly dignified today, which was different from her cold and aloof appearance in the past, and gave her a great sense of pressure. "Before your grandfather passed away, he passed the position of the head of the family to you?" Hou Yuanxi asked calmly. "Yes, Master." Xie Muxue said. "From now on, you don't have to call me Master. I am Hou Yuanxi, and you are Song Xiangyu. I will talk to the patriarch of the Nine Veins of the Song family as the first true disciple of Jianya Xuanfeng." Hou Yuanxi spoke word by word. "Yes." Song Xiangyu's expression changed and she suddenly straightened up. The momentum is completely different from just now!

In an instant, the transformation between the two identities was completed. "very good." Hou Yuanxi nodded with satisfaction. Asked: "Did your grandfather give you anything or leave you any words before he died?" "Return to the Immortal Gate Envoy." Song Xiangyu stood up and bowed solemnly to Hou Yuanxi. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he was the only one supporting the backbone of the Song family. "Before my grandfather passed away, he handed me this dragon tail seal and told me some words." She paused and continued. "He told me not to hate anyone." "He said, don't let hatred never end." "He said, the nine branches of the Song family are worthy of heaven, earth and the people!" "He said, 'Although our knees are down, our backs are straight.'" "Because this is the responsibility of the Song clan!" Song Xiangyu's expression was firm and her words were powerful. If it were her from the past, she would have been in tears by now. But now, she doesn't. When she decides to shoulder the final responsibility of the Song family, she will never cry again in this life! "Is that all?" Hou Yuanxi said. "only these." Song Xiangyu nodded firmly. "The Nine Sects of the Song Family are worthy of heaven and earth..." Hou Yuanxi seemed to be thinking about something. She believed that Song Xiangyu would not lie to her. I also believe that the nine branches of the Song clan must be hiding some very deep secrets. Then there is only one possibility. Song Shiyong intended to keep the secret to himself and take it with him forever. He wanted to completely cut off the former Song family from the future Song family members. Not telling Song Xiangyu is the best way to protect her.

"Then, have you ever heard of the legend about the Dragon Transformation Sutra among the Song Clan?" Hou Yuanxi continued to ask questions. "For thousands of years, the Song family has had countless legends about the Dragon Transformation Sutra. Everyone has heard it at least ten thousand times. Some say that as long as you gather nine copies of the Dragon Transformation Sutra, you can achieve the Supreme Golden Body." Song Xiangyu sneered, obviously she didn't believe it either. "There are also rumors that this is a punishment and restriction imposed on the Song family by a certain being in ancient times. Because we are the descendants of sinners... Now that I think about it, it may not be untrue." "There are rumors that." "The Dragon Transformation Sutra is an ancient miracle, a method to reach the heavens. The reason why the Song family was unable to cultivate it is because their descendants were not talented enough. Therefore, our ancestors divided it into nine parts to prevent their descendants from falling into disaster." "This speculation was once accepted by most people in the tribe." "It was not until more than 20 years ago that a rumor spread secretly throughout the nine branches." "What rumor?" Hou Yuanxi asked. "The world is a prison, and samsara is a shell. When everything returns to one, the true dragon will take over the body." Song Xiangyu said quietly, "Along with this rumor is evidence of the mysterious disappearance of the patriarchs of the nine branches of the Song family over the past seven thousand years." “No one knows where the news came from.” "Until one day, the eldest branch of the family suddenly issued a hunting order and teamed up with the King of Cangzhou to hunt down a branch member named 'Song Chengfeng'." "This rumor has been banned and no one is allowed to discuss it privately." (End of this chapter)