After chatting for a long time, the old emperor uncle from Jiuli really knew a lot. He actually mentioned that Buddhism in the West Desert was not a local force, but it also came to the West Desert hundreds of thousands of years ago.

"This sect preaches widely in the starry sky, and there are shadows of monks in many starfields. It is even said that the mother planet of Buddhism is on a certain life planet deep in the starry sky. If the God Lord sets foot in such a starfield in the future, he will still have to

Be careful."

After Li Hong said this, he went back to his hometown. This made Si Xuan feel a little regretful, because in the end he still couldn't get any information about Sakyamuni from the old man's mouth.

This is unreasonable. How could the Buddha, who was a quasi-emperor and possessed an imperial body, be an unknown person in this universe? The only explanation is that Li Hong was deliberately avoiding it.

"Sakyamuni, it is indeed taboo!" Si Xuan murmured and sighed, turned around and walked into the depths of the Hou Mansion.

For more than half a month after that, Si Xuan's life was not monotonous. Although he had been a prince in Jiuli for a short time, his status was extremely special. Many major powers would send envoys to visit him with gifts.

With Li Hong taking him with him for a few days, he is now quite familiar with handling various visits.

"Ziyuan, is there any other force that voted for you today?"

Si Xuan was wearing a black unicorn robe, sitting in the center of the hall, and asked a woman in palace attire standing next to her who looked to be in her twenties or eighties.

The person he was calling was the most clever one selected from the many palace maids assigned to him by Li Shaoyang during his observation for more than half a month. His cultivation was about to reach the realm of dragon transformation, and his temperament was also good. Si Xuan simply let him

She became an acting housekeeper.

"Going back to the Marquis, the only people who sent greetings today are the Donghuangfeng tribe members who just left, and there have been no more since then." Ziyuan, a pretty woman in palace clothes, replied respectfully, obviously very concerned about Si Xuan's recent schedule.

It's understanding.

"What happens after that? How many other forces have submitted their votes?" Si Xuan asked as he picked up a cup of spiritual tea from his hand.

"Yes, those who submitted their invitations tomorrow are the Taixuan Sect of the Eastern Wasteland and the Shenxia Temple of the West Desert, and those who submitted their invitations the day after tomorrow are the Nanling Demon Emperor Palace and the Nanling Barbarians." Ziyuan replied without any hesitation.

"The Feng Clan, Taixuan, Shenxia Temple... are all forces from other large areas that are far away." When Si Xuan heard these familiar names, most of them had some relationship with Ye Fan in the past and future.

"Yes, in the past half month, the Divine Dynasty of Zhongzhou and the not-too-deserted Baijia have basically all come, and the big families from other major regions should also come." Ziyuan replied.

"Since I have nothing to do today, Zi Yuan, go prepare pen and ink. I will draw some things and hang them in each hall, so that no one will say that my mansion is empty in the future." Si Xuan ordered.

"Master Hou is pleased." Ziyuan smiled softly, moved her steps lightly, and left the lobby.

After a while, Zi Yuan led people to place various pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the open space in front of the lobby of Shenhou Mansion. Si Xuan stood with a pen in hand, as if conceiving the content of the painting.

He can draw. After all, his tool for carrying the Tao is a picture. This was rare in the era of the Taiyin Holy Emperor, but people at that time preferred heavy objects such as bells and cauldron towers, or directly used weapons.

, sticks, and even bone sticks and other weapons, there were not many pictures that Si Xuan could copy, so he could only figure it out on his own.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened, he dipped some spiritual ink and began to draw on the paper.

Ziyuan, who was standing next to him, had naturally learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She just felt that the painting technique of her god was completely different from the method she had learned. It was not like painting, but more like following some kind of divine form in her heart.

Swish.

"Did people in ancient times draw like this?" Ziyuan knew the origin of her own god, and after looking at it carefully, she felt that she also had the opportunity to learn the painting methods of the ancestors of the human race.

She looked with her bright eyes, and a dark divine phoenix gradually appeared on the paper. The divine phoenix spread its wings in an angry posture, and was about to fly up against the sky. Beside it, there were several rays of lunar light.

The tassels were drawn out by Si Xuan in a few strokes, but Ziyuan couldn't take her eyes away.

Behind the divine phoenix, there is a full moon hanging, faintly emitting little moonlight, which complements the lunar tassels outside the divine phoenix's body. It seems that there are countless lunar wonders flowing between the two.

Si Xuan Xihuang, not only because he likes the manners of this kind of immortal bird, but also because the most profound method he practices is the Yin Phoenix Seal. For him, there is no one who can better demonstrate the Tao of Taiyin than the Black Feathered Immortal Phoenix.

At this time, he was not only painting, but also practicing. He was cultivating the Taiyin with his divine form, which was also a good way. Not only did he use the Yin Phoenix Seal in battle, he also transformed it into the divine eye method to fly away.

The method, the method of the soul.

More than an hour passed before Si Xuan finished the painting of the Divine Phoenix. He gently placed the pen on the shelf. In Ziyuan's view, at this time, he had almost become one with the black phoenix and the full moon in the painting.

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"This painting will be called "Taiyin Phoenix". Let's hang it in the lobby as a facade. You can take a look at it when you have nothing to do. If you can understand 30% to 40% of the mystery, there should be no bottlenecks before you can become the second immortal." Si Xuan

Turning his eyes to Ziyuan, he ordered.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Ziyuan immediately stepped forward, put the "Taiyin Phoenix" away, bowed and saluted.

"Just keep it, I'll make another one." Si Xuan was inspired at this time, and he didn't want to end his practice here.

He picked up the pen and swiped on the spiritual paper again. This time, the speed was much slower and more careful. It was obvious that this time he was not as skilled as Divine Phoenix.

"This is... the ink unicorn?" Ziyuan stood aside and saw Si Xuan painting again. At first, she didn't see what the painting was, but as time went by, she realized that the painting was actually an ink-colored unicorn!

The dragon head, eagle claws, fish scales and tiger palms are actually very similar to the unicorn on Si Xuan's black robe!

Because Si Xuan only used black ink, the unicorn in the painting is also completely black, with a ferocious dragon head, piercing eyes, and claws on the clouds. There is a faint sound of tearing the vacuum, as if the unicorn is about to explode in the next moment.

Shaking his head and tail, he seemed to rush out of the painting.

It took Si Xuan more than two hours to make the ink unicorn in the painting appear agile. There are also some tassels made of lunar energy around its body. Behind it is a dark ocean, as if to set off the unicorn.

The kingly power of this unicorn.

"Master Hou is a great talent. If the painting just now was "Taiyin Phoenix", this one should be "Taiyin Qilin"." Seeing Si Xuan put down his pen, Ziyuan said with a smile.

"This sea has the death intention of Taiyin, but the Qilin has not fulfilled the vitality of Taiyin. It is far from enough. Let's destroy it." Si Xuan shook his head and sighed.

"Huh?" Ziyuan's little face was a little tangled, and she looked at the Qilin picture with regret, not wanting to destroy such a painting.

"You don't have to be so reluctant. From now on, I will draw every day. I am still very unfamiliar with the shape of the unicorn. I have just finished interpreting Taiyin's meaning of death, and there is still a lot left to do in Taiyin's business. Is it useless to talk about the harmony of life and death? Ruin it."

Si Xuan waved his hand and urged.

"Yes!" Ziyuan had no choice but to roll up the picture.

"When in the realm of great power, those who practice Taiyin can act out one of the true meanings of life and death, which can be regarded as a gift from heaven. I alone use the Yinhuang Seal to perform life and death, and combine them into the perfect Taiyin;" Si Xuan seemed to show off,

He seemed to be talking to himself.

"If I become a saint, all forms of flowers, birds, fish, insects, earth, fire, wind and water can be transformed into the perfect lunar yin. Unfortunately, at the current level of Immortal Er, only the black phoenix and full moon divine forms can allow me to reach this level." Si Xuan looked at him.
Chapter completed!