Zhuanyang woke up in a daze. When he heard Peng Yu's urgent questioning, he was helpless: "Please, the first day after I got the news, my father sent 'ancestral blood'. But the effect was not great, and I couldn't absorb the beneficial substances inside. Maybe because I am the real body of Tianwu, the difference is a bit big, right?"

Ancestral blood is a unique treatment method for Dakun.

After a god is invaded by the disease and successfully survives, the body will become resistant to this curse and disease. Use the magic of creation to seal up part of the antibody blood, and when the descendants face the corresponding disease, they can survive smoothly.

Smallpox is the sword of the Zhuansun clan. As long as the senior Zhuansun clan has spent smallpox, they will definitely try to retain their divine blood for future generations to extract the beneficial substances inside and fight the acne demon.

Zhuanyang pointed to the three jade bottles on the table: "The father has sent it to you a long time ago... but it's useless."

The ancestral blood is theoretically feasible. But one person’s blood must be absorbed by another person. Even the same divine vein cannot inherit the beneficial substances inside and stimulate the recovery of antibodies on one’s own body.

Peng Yu went over and saw that the ancestral blood in the three jade bottles had been used up, and his heart was chilled.

"puff--"

Suddenly, Zhuanyang kept vomiting blood, and a thicker demon fog spread out from the blood. Even Peng Yu had to dodge and kept retreating.

"Kunhao, leave quickly."

Haotian Gang power activated, forcing Peng Yu to withdraw from the house. Then a layer of Gang Realm enveloped the house and completely blocked the outside world.

It's aggravated again.

Looking at this love, Peng Yu teleported to the sea of ​​Uemisia.

For some reason, Zhuanyun is not here.

"Damn it, I know he can't believe it."

When he walked to the Fantasy Dream Fairy Cauldron and saw the seven dream butterflies flying inside, Peng Yu opened them in one breath and caught all the seven dream butterflies.

Boom-

The powerful spiritual power exploded in his brain, tearing his consciousness and throwing into completely different dreams.

The dreams are running at the same time, and Peng Yu's consciousness seems to separate incarnations and experience the life of the Spirit Emperor.

Grief, joy, anger, hatred... all kinds of emotions surged into his heart and even began to cover his own memories.

Gradually, surrounded by butterflies, Peng Yu lost himself and had forgotten who he was.

Is it the Spirit Emperor, a Butterfly, or Kun Hao, or an Earthling named Peng Yu?

Which experience is the dream?

未—

A bronze chime appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sound of slight shocked, and Peng Yu's dream of consciousness collapsed.

Then he felt a cold mysterious energy pouring into his body, opened his eyes, and almost screamed in shock.

In front of him, there was a mummy.

Resisting the urge to use Huntian Gangqi to knock it away, Peng Yu asked uncertainly: "Captain Gaoyang?"

The mummy took back the dry arms that helped Peng Yu combed them and said hoarsely: "If you hold on like this, you will only kill yourself."

"I'm fine. As long as I don't make any more aggressive, I should be fine."

After calming down, Peng Yu was going to get the Dream Butterfly again.

The mummy stopped him immediately.

"In recent years, I have paid attention to you to read the memory of your father. But why are you so anxious in the past few days?"

"Because I want to save a friend."

Peng Yu felt very guilty about Zhuanyang's affairs.

If I hadn't been involved in Zhuanyang for the sake of fighting with Zhuanyun, I wouldn't have stimulated the smallpox in Zhuanyang.

This was his greatest guilt. He could not tell Zhuanyun, nor could he tell the others in Simu Palace.

But facing the dead prince Gaoyang, he simply told him everything.

"Smallipore? What a familiar word."

"I have seen the memories of the great-grandfather, and the prince also had smallpox back then."

"Yes, I had to live that year. Even when it was the most difficult time, the acne poison broke into the body and formed poisonous mist, which spread across the palace. The imperial physician blocked the palace and did not allow others to get close to it."

"But I know that my father has been here twice. Just like you used the Universe Immortal Art to teleport, he came to see me secretly and put down some toys and snacks for me to pass the time."

Thinking of the past, the prince was quite moved.

Linghuang and Gaoyang King are both people with weak kinship.

Especially after two periods of Empress and Emperor Li, King Gaoyang raised his butcher knife to Emperor Li's lineage. The only bloodline of Kunwu clan was left with Ling Emperor, and King Gaoyang's family was left with him.

Even if the cousins ​​have conflicts, they have to admit that during that time, the only ally and relatives were left with each other. Therefore, the children of the two grew up together.

Moreover, the two tried their best to make up for their missing childhood to the next generation. The prince of Gaoyang was born in the Heavenly Palace and often accompanied the Emperor Ling, and was treated not inferior to the prince. Later, he married the Emperor Ling's daughter and became the prince consort. His childhood was much happier than that of Emperor Ling and Emperor Gaoyang.

The prince was meditating and was ecstatic, and Peng Yu was also thinking about his experience.

He is a role model for Zhuanyang. He has also experienced the hardships of being alone, but he can withstand it, should Zhuanyang be able to do it?

Thinking of this, Peng Yu gradually fell into a big rock in his heart.

"Boy, that boy's smallpox has nothing to do with your typhoid medicine." After coming back to his senses, the prince comforted Peng Yu: "The curse on his body has something to do with his father."

"Father-King Gaoyang?"

"I was sleeping during this period. I just woke up yesterday. I saw you and another boy from Zhuansun clan made dream butterflies. The boy also had a curse on his body, but he had spent the smallpox and the curse could not attack him, so he could only pass it to your friend."

King Gaoyang curses Zhuanyang?

Seeing Peng Yu's confused eyes, the mummy opened his mouth: "My father came to the underground palace and left something in it. Many years ago, some people from the Zhuansun family came to take it away. But because of the curse, they died of smallpox after leaving the underground palace."

"So I can be sure that your friend's smallpox must be caused by the curse of his father."

...

Zhuanyun walked in the underground palace. With the previous experience, he successfully found the atrium this time and came to the core tomb gate again.

I looked at the two channels on the left and right and went straight to the left.

"I don't think you should come. Moreover, you can't break the divine monument."

Suddenly, the spiritual heart appeared behind him.

Zhuanyun kept walking and replied, "If you don't come here to try it, would you let me watch my brother die with your own eyes?"

"He can be cruel to attack us descendants, but I can't rest assured that my brother."

Lingxin followed him silently.

There is no way, Zhuansun family attaches great importance to their family members. They are placed in the protection circle, and even gods and demons dare to kill them.

After walking for a while, they saw a blood jade divine monument at the end of the tomb passage.

The monument is ten feet tall and the whole body is filled with red light. This is what King Gaoyang left behind.

There were also grey mist attached to it, which was the thousand-year blood curse of the Ling Emperor against Zhuansun.

But for thousands of years, the Linghuang's hatred for the descendants of Zhuansun clan had dissipated, and the power of the blood curse had faded. But only the blood oath monument left by King Gaoyang still stood here, restricting the fate of Zhuansun clan.

Lingxin looked at the divine monument, and his voice was erratic and gentle: "You can't break the power of Gaoyang King. The previous few times-"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhuanyun launched an attack.

Just like the previous few times, the divine aura reflected by the divine monument severely injured him. But this time, Zhuanyun did not retreat anymore and took out dozens of immortal treasures and smashed them over.

Ling Xin shook her head slightly and stood silently on the side.

Bump - Boom -

The immortal treasures shattered one by one, and the divine monument did not change at all. On the contrary, the power of the curse became more and more intense, and a shadow of the demon god gradually formed.

"Get out!" Zhuanyun opened his mouth and spewed out purple beads.

Seeing this gem, Ling Xin changed her face for the first time.

The purple bead smashed the phantom of the demon god, and then hit the divine monument hard.

The divine monument shook and a slight crack appeared on the surface.

“There is a door.”

Zhuanyun once again sacrificed the Hongmeng Purple Qi Pearl.

Cracks appeared on the divine monument.

But without a few support, he exhausted all his mana.

The cracks on the divine monument were closed little by little.

"So, this is what King Gaoyang is, you can't break it easily." Lingxin walked over and wanted to help Zhuanyun up. But he pushed Lingxin's hand away, took a few pills, and continued to smash the divine monument.

...

"King Gaoyang is idle, why are you cursing his descendants?" Peng Yu thought of Zhuanyun's actions and finally saw hope: "So, as long as you break that thing, you can untie the curse?"

So, now I'm going to find Zhuanyun, and the two of them join forces?
To be continued...