Looking at the bloody apron talking to himself in his palm, Li Mu felt cold in his heart: "This apron monster said that there is his master in this painting, then who is his master?"
Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the picture hanging in the middle of the hall: "Is it him?"
Li Mu looked at the big man holding a butcher knife in the giant painting.
Just looking at this picture, everyone is surrounding the big man and watching him kill the turtle, and you know that this big man must be the soul of the whole painting.
Among the more than a dozen people in this painting, only this big man wears an apron around his waist. He looks like a pig butcher, which is completely different from the ordinary monk who looks like an immortal.
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Since ancient times, monks have all appearances. An emperor can be a monk, and a beggar can also be a great monk. No one stipulates that a butcher who kills pigs is not a person with great supernatural powers.
When Li Mu looked at the butcher, he saw that the apron tied around the butcher's waist was surprisingly similar to the apron in his hand.
"Could it be that the apron demon in my hand is the apron worn by this big man? Damn it, even his personal belongings can become a demon. Who is this big man?"
Li Mu moved his eyes upward, from the big man's apron to the big man's head, preparing to take a look at the big man's appearance.
But the strange thing is that no matter how he looks, he can't see clearly the true face of this big man.
"Weird!"
When Li Mu saw this painting just now, he could clearly see the figures in the painting, but when he looked at it again, not only was the appearance of the big man unclear, but also the faces of the other figures in the painting were unclear.
Everything has become unclear.
Occasionally, he saw the faces of several men and women. As a result, in a blink of an eye, the images of these men and women began to disappear rapidly in Li Mu's mind. After a while, he could no longer remember what they looked like.
Not to mention these people, even the original image of the turtle pressed against the eucalyptus board in the picture has completely disappeared in Li Mu's mind.
"Mom, the guys in this painting are all ferocious! Even the turtle that was killed was a ferocious turtle!"
Li Mu glanced at it for a few times, but didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly lowered his head.
The characters in this painting, every image of them, has a kind of great law. Unless they practice beyond the legendary realm, other monks will not be able to see their appearance clearly, nor can they remember their specific appearance. p>
Li Mu's cultivation level at this time was not very high, but the strength of his physical body was unparalleled in ancient times. Therefore, the images of the characters in the pictures could only be seen clearly at one moment, and then not clearly at the next.
Until the end, among the dozen or so people in the entire painting, only the image of a Taoist standing at the outermost was clearly visible to Li Mu.
This Taoist has the spirit of an immortal and has a long sword hanging on his waist. He looks very good and looks completely genuine.
After seeing the image of this Taoist clearly, Li Mu had already moved his eyes away from the picture, and then saw a piece of eucalyptus at the bottom of the picture.
There is an incense burner placed on the eucalyptus, and three burning incense sticks are inserted into the incense burner.
There is a scroll of scriptures placed on one side of the incense burner, and a long sword on the other side.
This long sword is about four feet long. It has a blue scabbard and a blue hilt. Even the sword energy it emits is also green.
It was this sword just now. The sword energy emitted penetrated the hall and shot straight into the sky.
The strange thing is that when the sword energy broke through the hall, it turned from cyan to white.
"This sword..."
After Li Mu saw the blue sword, his heart moved. He looked up at the painting on the wall again and looked at the only Taoist who could see it clearly.
I found that the long cyan sword hanging on the waist of the long-bearded Taoist was surprisingly similar to the long sword on the tribute table.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the green sword on the tribute table is the long sword hanging on this Taoist's waist!"
Li Mu thought in his heart: "I heard from Chen Zuoshan that the blue fairy sword in his sect was the sword of the subordinates of Emperor Hengtian in the past. Later, Emperor Hengtian fled Daqian, and his subordinates followed him.
One of his subordinates, in order to repay the kindness of heaven and earth for raising him, and to suppress the fate of the world, left his sword in the world. This sword is the blue fairy sword of Qingjian Sect, which is the one in front of him.
A sword!"
When Li Mu thought of this, an idea suddenly popped up: "Could it be that the Taoist in this picture is a subordinate of Emperor Hengtian? If this Taoist is a subordinate of Emperor Hengtian, then who is the big man in the middle who kills the turtle?"
A name that shook the Three Realms and Six Paths and still made countless beings tremble, suddenly appeared in Li Mu's mind: "Emperor Hengtian! The man holding the butcher's knife in the middle may be the legendary Emperor Hengtian!"
According to ancient legends, tens of thousands of years ago, there was an Emperor Hengtian.
This Emperor Hengtian was born in chaos. He was plotted by the Yuangui Ancestor and was forced to open the sky. Unfortunately, he died. Then he made a comeback and was reborn as a human being in Sifang City. He trained again, gathered his generals, fought against the heavens and the earth, and shattered the heavens.
In the end, he transformed into three incarnations in the past, present, and future, and led his subordinates to engage in fierce battles with Ancestor Yuangui in the past, future, and present. In the end, time and space were broken up in chaos, and time was confused. Only then did he achieve a difficult victory.
After Emperor Hengtian won, he divided the Yuan Turtle into three parts. He suppressed the head to the end of the endless future. He refined the turtle shell into a treasure bell. As for the tail, it was suppressed to the past time period. In that battle, the earth shattered and the six realms ceased to exist. The square world turned into chaos, and even the great avenues were damaged. It was called the greatest calamity since the creation of the world. Countless monks died, and even several real people were wiped out.
The mind broke up the body and suppressed it into chaos.
Later, Emperor Hengtian reopened the world, sorted out the avenues, rebuilt the Six Paths, and created all races. When the world was completely stable, he took everyone away.
Regarding this legendary Emperor of Heaven, some monks think it is true, but some think it is unbelievable.
After all, time is too long, and the legends cannot be fully believed.
Li Mu also felt that this legend was too exaggerated.
But now, I feel that I am still too young!
Legends are not necessarily exaggerations. It is possible that legends are not stories, but real people and true things that have happened!
"Why did the monster in the apron say that this painting is called Fen Yuan Tu? Could it be that the killed turtle was the legendary Yuan Turtle ancestor?"
The more Li Mu thought about it, the more surprised he became: "If this is true, then who painted this scene of suppressing the ancestor of Yuangui?"
When he thought of this, he looked at the signature of the picture and saw a line of words written on the side of the picture: Nanxi Remember.
Li Mu thought to himself: "Nanxi? Is this the name of the painter? Is this person a man or a woman? What does he have to do with Emperor Hengtian?"
Thoughts raced in his mind, and after a moment, he came back to his senses: "These ancient secrets are none of my business! I'm here to get the sword now, not to do archeology!"
Immediately, he stuffed the psychotic apron in his hand into his pocket, stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and grabbed the blue sword in front of him.
