The altar is not high.

But it is still more than nine feet.

It is forged from white jade and engraved with various mysterious pictures and texts, with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes, and shining Taoist lights, showing a sense of majesty.

Qin Qian stood on the altar with a solemn expression, surrounded by the power of the Heavenly Emperor. He was like an ancient emperor walking in the world and suppressing all enemies in the world.

The students and teachers of Yuanshi College all focused their attention on Qin Qian and admired him very much.

Qin Qian!

A legend of the original academy.

It only took him two short years to go from being a newly ascended student to becoming the master of the upper realm.

Not only that, the power created by Qin Qian caused the Sheng family to suffer losses many times, and he also rescued the imprisoned old dean and others from the God's Falling Land in Anjie.

Each and every one of these things do not seem like something a teenager would do.

More like a cunning conspirator.

“It really looks like it!”

Qin Qian raised his head and looked at the statue of the Emperor of Heaven, and felt more and more that their facial features were carved from the same mold.

If you say that the two are unrelated, I guess no one would believe it.

wrong!

Most likely they won’t believe it.

The ancient Emperor of Heaven has been gone for billions of years, and the world has no idea whether he is dead or alive. How could he leave descendants in the heavens and myriad worlds?

However, this world is made up of many impossible things.

"Bow to the Emperor of Heaven!"

Zhuge Liang stepped out, wearing a red official robe, with his spiritual energy flowing to his throat, and shouted loudly.

The sound waves spread, causing ripples in the heaven and earth.

Strands of rosy clouds descended from the sky, turning the heaven and earth into the color of gold and jade. With the majestic statue of the Emperor of Heaven as the background, it looked particularly spectacular and fascinating.

"Qin Qian, the future emperor of the Qin Dynasty, pays homage to the Emperor of Heaven!"

Qin Qian took a deep breath, slowly knelt on his knees, and shouted loudly.

boom!
As soon as these words came out.

The Avenue of the Emperor of Heaven rises into the sky.

Suddenly, the golden and jade sky turned into nine colors.

Above the earth, golden lotus flowers are growing and shining brightly.

In the darkness, there seemed to be a sound of Tao resounding through, the conch shells were blown, the immortals danced, and the three thousand great ways gave way a little.

this moment.

The sky is divided into nine colors, and the golden lotus is in full bloom.

The voice of the ancient avenue once again echoes in the world.

At this moment, Qin Qian slowly closed his eyes, as if an invisible big hand dragged him up, changed time and space, went upstream, crossed dimensions, and came to the time before endless years.

He saw the Wushang Immortal Palace, sitting above countless worlds.

He saw that outside the Supreme Immortal Palace, there was a river flowing, with waves and countless pictures emerging.

He also saw that under the fairy tree, there was a child playing, and next to them, there was a young man and woman snuggling together, wearing dragon and phoenix robes, with smiles on their faces.

The field of vision expanded.

At the end of the fairy palace, there is a huge gate called Nantian.

Looking out from the South Gate of Heaven, you can see the golden palace. The supreme mighty one uses the power of Tao as ink to write the four words "Da Qin Heavenly Palace". Its unparalleled power makes people feel daunted and submit.

That river passes through the Nantian Gate, flowing through the ancient and modern times, drawing the power of all things and benefiting all living beings, and has a resounding name, called.
The long river of time and space!

"This"

Qin Qian was a little shocked. Is this the origin of the long river of time and space?

The ancient heaven actually treated the long river of time and space as a viewing river. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the power of the ancient emperor of heaven was.

Qin Qian felt that with his limited knowledge, he could not describe the horror of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor at all.

No one has gone before!

That’s probably it!
Qin Qian shook his head secretly, stopped thinking about it, and looked at it intently again.

He wanted to know who the child playing was. Boom!
But at this glance.

It's like crossing eternity of time and space.

The majestic Qin Heavenly Palace began to fall apart, and a war broke out.
Qin Qian couldn't see the scene that followed. He only knew that the war swept every corner of the world, shattered the avenue, and wiped out all civilization.

Qin Qian's consciousness returned to his body again.

It was as if what happened just now was just a dream.

But then, Qin Qian was surprised to find that his comprehension of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma had actually greatly improved.

A thought came to my mind.

The image of the Emperor of Heaven emerged, majestic and upright, reaching into the sky.

Supreme, the only one, suppressing all auras, spreading out from it, filling the space between heaven and earth.

Nine-colored rays of light fell like a waterfall, dividing the sky and the earth into nine colors.

Under the nine skies, the scene of a certain point in time in the ancient heaven is reflected, with a hundred schools of thought contending, martial arts flourishing, the human race reigning supreme, and everyone being a dragon.

Inside the Primitive Academy, countless creatures raised their heads and looked at everything in front of them in a trance.

The collision and intertwining of antiquity and reality made it impossible for them to tell whether the scene before them was real or fake.

Click!

Heaven and earth are silent.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking.

Qianji Wenjun hid in the corner, turned his right hand, took out a piece of jade, and crushed it with force.

He was very careful, but in this long river where it was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard, the sound of jade breaking was still very harsh and was heard by many people.

Many people looked at Qianji Wenjun with doubts.

Qin Qian also heard the voice, but ignored it.

Just right.

Let's see who has a problem.

Far away.

Shengtian, a member of the Sheng family, seemed to sense something and looked up towards the upper realm with a frown on his face.

The chess pieces he developed in the Primitive Academy sent messages.

strangeness.

Isn’t Qin Qian offering sacrifices to the Emperor of Heaven today?
This is not an important matter, why report it?
Shengtian thought about it, concentrated his attention, and looked towards the upper realm. After taking two glances, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately tore through the void and flew towards the Taoist Palace.

Nine-colored sky!
This is clearly a sign of the birth of ancient rules.

People from the upper realm are guiding the ancient rules.

This is not possible!
When the ancient rules come into being, what if the Holy Family is removed from their position as guardians?
Must be stopped!

So how do you stop it?

It’s very simple. Report to the ancestor and use the authority of greetings to forcibly shut down the ancient rules.

Life world.

Guantian Temple.

The Emperor of Life lay on the chair, his hands resting on his pillow, staring blankly at the sky.

The sky he saw was completely different from the sky that ordinary creatures saw. At the end of his vision, there was an ancient river flowing quietly.

The long river of time and space!

Ever since the section of the river of time and space that belonged to him was taken away by Life, he could only watch the sky.

After looking at it for a long time, my eyes feel a little sore.

Emperor Ming rubbed his eyes with his hand, and when he looked again, he found that the long river of time and space was vibrating violently, emitting nine-color light, and soon, the entire river turned into nine-color.

The long river of fate changes color?

This discovery immediately shocked the Emperor of Life.

He quickly stood up from his chair, sat cross-legged on the ground, and pinched his hands. A faint power of heaven lingered out, deducing this strange scene.

puff!
Tens of breaths later.

The Emperor of Life turned pale, spat out a mouthful of blood, and murmured in an unbelievable tone: "The ancient rules have appeared!" (End of this chapter)