The Emperor's daughter seeks power to marry the legitimate daughter and becomes the emperor

Chapter 429: Sacrifice the infant spirit to break through the Divine Transformation Realm?

"What?"

She heard the old man suddenly shout something like "God Emperor Ghost Lord"?

She was a little confused and reached out to help him, but the old man seemed to be frightened and backed away from her!

"who are you?"

Seeing that she actually knew medical skills, his thoughts gradually drifted back to the mysterious and bizarre dream of last night.

In the dream, a Taoist priest dressed in green appeared in front of him. The Taoist priest’s figure was looming, as if he would disappear at any time.

However, despite this, the Taoist's words reached his ears clearly.

The Taoist in green told him that today he would meet a woman in red clothes stained with blood, and that this woman could cure the cough that had troubled him for a long time.

He also emphasized that the person who could cure his cough was the legendary God Emperor Ghost Lord!

At that time, he did not pay much attention to this dream, thinking it was just an absurd fantasy.

But I didn't expect that I would actually meet a woman in blood-stained red clothes today!

And she is the first wife of the current emperor. Doesn't she look like a ghost when she smiles gently?

And she cured his heartache in the blink of an eye, and he felt a mysterious power flowing through his body?

At this moment, he looked at Weng Ruoyun in disbelief, with a hint of uneasiness in his heart!

Could she be the God Emperor and Ghost Lord mentioned by the Taoist priest in green in my dream last night?

But how could the God Emperor and Ghost Lord be a woman?

And what's so unbelievable is that she is actually wearing a blood-stained red dress today!

Is there really such a weird thing?

Or is this just an amazing coincidence?

Countless questions flooded his mind, leaving him at a loss for a moment.

As for the God Emperor Ghost Lord mentioned in the dream, he didn't know whether he was good or evil, and he was afraid that he would provoke a dirty thing!

He is already in his seventies. If he is provoked by some ghost, he will surely become a half-human, half-ghost appearance?

He didn't want to deal with any God Emperor or Ghost Lord, so he turned around and ran home when he saw her approaching!

"Hey?"

Weng Ruoyun watched him run away like a frightened bird in the blink of an eye, and wanted to tell him to remember to prescribe some medicine!

Seeing him so scared, it was not easy to chase after him. He closed his eyes in confusion, sensing the Dharma in his heart.

"Dharma, come quickly."

Not long after her call fell, I felt myself stretching out into a hall full of skeletons and decorated with the Taoist Yin-Yang diagram?

At this moment, she felt that she had opened her eyes and saw that the hall was gray. This lifeless hall was occupied by countless spiritual beings in black robes standing in two rows.

And she was actually sitting on a chair covered with blood-stained skulls, looking down at the aura in a black robe.

Just as she was wondering, she saw a Dharma image that looked exactly like her, wearing a red robe and holding a mahogany plate, walking towards her.

The plate is covered with a layer of blood-red cloth, and it always appears in the gray hall, as if its appearance brings a touch of life to the hall?

She was relieved when she saw the Dharma image, and she stood up from her chair and looked at it and called out.

"Faxiang, what are you holding in your hand?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw spirits in black robes kneeling in the hall surrounded by gray and black spiritual energy.

"Welcome our God Weng back to his throne."

Hearing the evil spirits' harsh kneeling sounds, she looked at the approaching Dharma image with puzzlement.

The mahogany plate in its hand seemed to be dripping with blood, and the closer the plate was to her, the more blood flowed.

Seeing this scene, she widened her eyes in confusion, and saw the blood-red cloth suddenly rise into the air.

In an instant, the blood stained the hall shrouded in gray-black spiritual energy, and the screams of countless infant spirits seemed to be about to rush out of the Divine Emperor Hall. The Dharmakāya knelt respectfully at her feet to report.

"The Emperor of God returns to his throne, offering blood sacrifice to the infant spirit. He breaks through his cultivation and reaches the realm of transformation into a god."

"I?"