Chapter six hundred and sixty-ninth catastrophe is coming
"What will the saint say to him after entering for so long?" Outside the temple, Zhang Zhengqing and the Taoist people were standing outside, and they were guessing in their hearts.
"Brother Wandao, what do you think this person has to do with the saint?" Zhang Zhengqing glanced at Wanyidao and said.
In case the Taoist was silent, he vaguely felt that the relationship between the two seemed unusual, but he was unwilling to admit it in his heart.
How could a dignified saint know a little golden immortal?
Unless the cultivation he showed was fake!
Thinking of this, what if the Taoist was stunned, yes, why didn’t he suspect that the cultivation he showed was fake?
If you can hide your cultivation in front of you, then your cultivation is definitely higher than yours, Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal?
Thinking of this, cold sweat flowed out of his forehead.
At this moment, the gate of the dojo opened suddenly, and then a man and a woman walked out side by side.
The man is the son who has just entered, while the woman is wearing a plain underwear and a black long skirt outside, covering her graceful figure. She is simply wearing a green hairpin on her head.
Although she has never made up, her beauty is thousands of times more beautiful than those women with heavy makeup. Her peach blossom eyes are like a pool, reflecting the stars in the sky.
She was no more lustful monarch than the whole body, and her body exuded a cool and noble aura.
Although it is just a simple dress, it makes people feel admiration and awe. They only dare to look far away but not blasphemy.
When you act, your fairy sleeves flutter and your skirts fly.
If Taoist and Zhang Zhengqing were unconsciously lost their minds, they hurriedly bowed their heads and bowed: "Disciple has seen the saint!"
This is the female saint who lives in seclusion in Biyou Palace to recuperate.
"The saints actually walked side by side with him. They were not masters and apprentices, but relationships of the same level. The cultivation of the Golden Immortal is disguised..." If a person's mind turned sharply, dense sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.
I remembered that I almost attacked him just now. If the Taoist felt scared and even more afraid, if this person held a grudge against him, then I would not want to be a saint as my teacher. If he could live, he would be lucky.
"Fortunately, I have never offended this person. This person is walking with a saint. He is very close to him and looks very friendly. He is not an ordinary relationship. He is either a friend or a fellow disciple. Why didn't I show my kindness to this person earlier?" Zhang Zhengqing was in his heart.
The more I thought about it, the more I regret it: "When the Peacock Ming King attacked Kunlun Yuqing Cult and brought a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he must have left for this person. In the end, the Peacock Ming King was wiped out, and it was probably the one who did it. If I had been there, I would have been the one who had done it.
The Longyin Sect helps him, but it’s too late to leave him a good impression.”
"Get up!" Ping Xin glanced at the two of them indifferently, walked forward side by side with Zishou, and spoke to him: "Nuwa is not in the Peacock Continent, but according to my guess, Nuwa is not in a parallel world.
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Zishou was slightly stunned: "What does this mean?"
Pingxin said: "I just have some guesses... What did the Dao Incarnation say to you? What did you do?"
Zishou recalled and said, "At that time, we returned from the prehistoric world, we met a man on the way. He was wearing a black robe and couldn't see clearly. He said that we were freely traveling through parallel time and space to exile us to endless time and space.
Later he sacrificed a huge bell and covered Nuwa and threw it into the long river of time and space."
Pingxin pondered slightly, frowned slightly: "What happened later? Why are you okay?"
Zishou said, "I used the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill him, and he cracked it. He suddenly said, "It's you, it's you? Why are you?" I was angry and took it away by him, and then I took it away.
I'll send it back to the prehistoric world."
He said it all in detail and hoped that Pingxin would help him analyze it.
I calmly paused, looked into the distance with clear eyes and whispered: "It can break your Immortal Sword Formation and take away your God-killing Spear. It seems that I know you, exiled Nuwa, but let you go,
Use the giant clock..."
Suddenly, her clear eyes lit up and her expression moved slightly.
"Well, what did you think of?" Zi Shuju asked immediately.
The light in Pingxin's eyes dimmed again and said, "I haven't thought it clearly yet. I'll tell you after I think it clearly. However... the place where Nuwa was exiled may not be parallel time and space, but the past or the future."
Zishu's eyes suddenly opened wide, his face changed drastically, and a light seemed to pass by his mind: "Yes! Maybe it's not parallel time and space at all, but the past and future! It's the past! She must have been exiled to the past! Qingyan said
She was by my side, and there were traces of her attacks against Sakyamuni. She was exiled to the past, but she was unable to show up for some reason!”
Thinking of this, Zishou's heart was pounding wildly.
"Since I am in the past and with the strength of a saint, I may be watching me, so this is always by my side... I was also seen by her when I teased Ping Xin just now?"
Zi suddenly shivered, no less than the horror of hooking up with his girlfriend and bestie, and found that his girlfriend was standing behind him.
"Fortunately, I didn't do anything too much." Zishou felt glad in his heart.
After learning that Nuwa is likely to be gone, Zishou felt both happy and afraid.
He was tortured for half his life, and just thinking that he might be watching, he trembled unconsciously.
Pingxin said, "You once said that the monarch of hell calls you the Emperor?"
"Yes, but I clearly don't know them." Zishou thought in his heart whether the so-called emperor lord was his previous life, but he was an ordinary person in his previous life!
Pingxin said: "Maybe they know you who were exiled to the parallel world."
"Hmm?" For some reason, Zishou felt an indescribable sense of fear in his heart, "What did you guess?"
Pingxin shook her head and said, "I'm just talking nonsense."
But an inexplicable light flashed quickly in her eyes.
Su Mei, who is almost exactly the same as Nuwa... will it be... just a copy...
A copy made after losing someone...
Being closed in hell is exiled to hell, right? What is the deep meaning of exiling her to hell?
Also, behind Su Mei there was a person, a man named Yin... Who is this person?
Pingxin calmed down the questions in her heart, and she would not say a word before she saw through the fog, especially this matter was related to him.
If Dao Ren and Zhang Zhengqing stood behind them, they could hear clearly the conversation between them.
What if Taoist and Zhang Zhengqing lowered their heads, but there were stormy waves on their faces.
Although they were confused when they heard what the two said, it was vaguely judged that this man was actually a saint who was shoulder to shoulder with Nuwa, and he could even freely travel through parallel worlds...
"Yes... The reason why he showed the cultivation of the Golden Immortal was not intentionally so, but was injured when he was traveling through parallel worlds! In addition, the suppression of the heavenly way in this world caused him to only have this cultivation level... But
Even if there is only the Golden Immortal left, the Saint is still a Saint. He can easily kill the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal with his physical body..." If the Taoist was shocked, he suddenly remembered that this person seemed to have a good relationship with Gu Qingluo: "We must release it quickly."
Go Gu Qingluo!”
Zhang Zhengqing was sweating in a cold sweat: "The saint told so many secrets, but we heard that we would not kill people to silence them, right? No... it shouldn't be. To the saints, we are like ants, so there is no need to keep them secret from ants."
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When he walked to Biyou Palace, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't think too much. Even if someone wants to kill you, I'm still there."
Zishu complained: I really became a soft rice? Well, this soft rice is so big... Bah, this soft rice is so delicious!
"Pingxin, since you have come out of seclusion, have you recovered from the injury?" Zishou cared about her body and looked at her belly. It was very flat, and there was no slight bulge? This woman, Gu Qingluo, was indeed in chaos.
I thought I was pregnant with my child... But have we ever had this kind of question? Unless I did it again, it would be impossible to answer.
Pingxin didn't know that Zi was suffering from the random thoughts in his heart, and said, "Although it has not been cured, it's almost done."
"Then I'll be relieved." Zishou nodded, "We may have to do something next, it's a bit dangerous."
"Huh?" Although the female saint was just a um, she had already revealed many meanings: Little brother, what's the matter? It's still dangerous to have me here?
"Fe Zhong and Yuan Hong have come to the Peacock Continent. Although they don't know how they came from, it may have something to do with the imperial concubine." Zishou said.
Fei Zhong and Yuan Hong are already famous in the Demon Kingdom, and it is difficult for him to think about it.
After thinking about it for a moment, I guessed it.
In the prehistoric world, only the people in the Demon Kingdom can help Fei Zhongyuan Hong to go to the Peacock Continent, among which the imperial concubine is the most likely!
He didn't know about Yin Jiao's sexual intercourse on the imperial concubine at first. Later, after the imperial concubine Sumo blocked Shakyamuni's palm for Yin Jiao, he guessed the identity of this person. After a little calculation, he understood.
It's clear.
He couldn't calculate it in the Peacock Continent, but he was an omniscient saint in the prehistoric world.
"Let's go to the Soul Mountain and meet an old friend by the way." Zishou thought of Shiva's...wife.
The God Concubine Uma.
I also thought of the description Li Fengge once made that day: "It's very moist, the seafood tastes good, it's not old."
As someone's evil corpse clone, it's even better than that in this regard!
The evil corpse remained in the prehistoric world, and I don’t know where to wander, but Zishou could pretend to be the evil corpse and ask Uma for someone.
"Brahma, Shiva, Vishnu, Fei Zhong, Yuan Hong, Sumo, and the hidden Rahu always feels that the storm is about to come and the wind fills the building..." Zishou looked up at the sky and sighed.
Well, this god-god way of heaven is about to collapse, right? Otherwise, how could it be so poisonous that it would suppress my cultivation to the extreme?
Suppress me, calmness is around you, who can kill me? Who can kill me! At worst... cultivate peace and mind and restore cultivation~!
Zishou suddenly felt a little excited, so come and kill me!
Suddenly, he thought that he might be watching by a female saint at this time, so he calmed down.
Even though my best friend is good, his life root is a treasure.
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The realm of form, the first heaven of meditation.
"Your Majesty, the Soul Destroying Banner is ready." The Heavenly King of the Kingdom entered the Golden Palace and said loudly.
Brahma's eyes flashed with a light of revenge and said, "Take the images of Fei Zhong, Yuan Hong, Guanyin, Dragon Girl, Emperor Xin, Luohu, and load them into the banner! I want to destroy their souls!"
He guessed that Emperor Xin came to the Peacock Realm, and Luohu kidnapped the imperial concubine, which made him hate it to the core.
The king of the country said: "Yes!" and he was about to retreat.
At this moment, a demon outside the hall entered the hall in a panic and said, "Report to the god! The emperor's concubine... the emperor's concubine is back!"
Brahma narrowed his eyes slightly and waved his hand, "Call her to see me!"
"Yes." The demon bowed and retreated.
The king of the country said: "Your Majesty, will the soul-destroying banner be sacrificed?"
Brahma pondered: "Let's go slowly first."
In a moment.
Su Fei, wearing a purple long skirt, stepped lightly into the Golden Palace.
Today she was wearing a noble and elegant purple long dress, which set off the temperament of a mature woman. She wore a peacock and her fringe drooping lightly.
The melon-shaped face is as if it is artificially carved, flawless. The autumn eyes of the water-cut water are charming and passionate, and the cherry mouth is sexually tempting and tempting.
Although she is a young woman, she exudes a naive girlish atmosphere.
When Brahma saw Concubine Su, her eyes lit up, and she vaguely felt that she seemed to be more beautiful than usual.
The king of the country looked at Concubine Su, then hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
"Sumo, where have you been these days? Why didn't you come here to see me earlier?" Brahma strode and stretched out his hand to cover Su Fei's waist.
Concubine Su moved half a step quietly and said, "I was attacked by Luohu in the prehistoric world... This person is conspiring and intrigue..."
The more Brahma heard, his face became darker and he said angrily at the end: "What a Rahu, I really betrayed me! He captured him with Brahmin Yeshe Yunming and Qu Liuzhi!"
Concubine Su shook her head: "This person is full of tricks and is afraid it will not be that easy. I have another plan, please ask Your Majesty to take his back."
Brahma narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and let the others in the hall retreat.
"What's the matter? Say it quickly, my beloved wife." Brahma asked.
Concubine Su said: "Rahu severely injured me. If I take away my body, I will not destroy it directly. Your Majesty, please lend me the Vedas, I have a way to catch Rahu."
Brahma pondered, the Vedas, which are scriptures that record supreme knowledge and the history of the demon kingdom. They have supreme power and are an innate treasure.
"That book was borrowed by Luohu a long time ago."
"What?"
...
On the other side, the three of them walked side by side on the Great Wilderness Mountain.
On the left is a man in black robe, with an ugly appearance and a smell of rotten flesh all over his body.
There was also a man in black robe in the middle, with his face hidden in the black fog.
On the right, there is a graceful young woman.
"Can you really find that magical object?" said the ugly man.
"According to the Vedas, at the beginning of the universe, the three gods wanted to compete for the superiority and inferiority. Shiva said that Linga was long and endless, and no matter how the two of them looked for it, they could not reach the end and the starting point. The two gods did not believe it, so Shiva cut off the sect.
Going down to the Linga, throwing it into the Northern Desert, Vishnu is responsible for finding the end, and Brahma is responsible for finding the starting point. Vishnu becomes a wild boar, constantly digging down; Brahma becomes a swan, flying upward. But after searching for a long time
Both sides still couldn't find their target. In the end, the two could only respect Shiva."
The man in black robe in the middle said with a strong voice and said with a smile: "Master Wuqi, your Linga Sect has been looking for Shiva Linga for many years, but has never found it. If it is found, what should we do?"
Wu Qi, who was ugly in appearance and obscene in spirit, smiled grimly: "That divine object can gush out the holy water like milk, which can increase your cultivation, and naturally bring it with you and drink it every day."