Chapter 3115 Reproducing the Eight Great Fingerprints
Qi Changqing entered the purgatory map, and Xiang Que entered the hall of Emperor Xing Tian without doing anything else.
The last time he entered, he didn't pay much attention. After all, when he came back last time, there were a group of second-generation immortals like Tang Ningyu who were watching him. In addition, since he was of low level, he basically couldn't tell what was going on.
But now that Xiang Que has become an immortal and entered the realm of a saint, his vision is completely different from before.
The interior of the hall is still as simple as before, the decoration is relatively simple, and the structure is more casual, which seems to be in line with the bohemian style of Emperor Xingtian.
Xiang Que wandered inside and looked around, and then curiously asked Qiao Yue'e in the Taoist world: "Although I haven't seen all the twelve immortal emperors in the immortal world, I have seen about half. It seems that every emperor
Everyone will have a palace like this? The same goes for the Queen Mother. Do you immortal emperors all like this kind of card?"
Qiao Yue'e looked at him and said with a half-smile, "Do you think you are trying to save face?"
"Otherwise? With such a grand hall placed here, it seems that you rarely stay inside and spend most of your time outside. It must not be easy to build it. It will waste people and money, and a lot of energy will be wasted. Why bother?
Woolen cloth?"
Xiang Que's eyes flashed with wisdom and said: "When I become an emperor, I will definitely not build such a grand palace. It's troublesome and I won't do it!"
"When you become the Immortal Emperor, the palace you build will probably be more complicated. It will at least be grander than the one built by Emperor Xingtian..."
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Why is this?"
"The Emperor's Hall is not only a symbol of their status. There are usually many other meanings behind this hall. First of all, the Immortal Emperor cannot meet the people below at random places. Usually when he summons them, they are in his own room.
In the main hall of the dojo.”
"Secondly, the most important thing is that you can also regard this hall as a top-notch immortal magic weapon. The emperor can always carry it with him. If he needs to retreat and gain enlightenment, he will enter this hall."
Xiang Que immediately raised his head and looked around. Then after careful inspection, he found that there seemed to be some traces of prohibition in the hall, but they were not very obvious.
"The atmosphere of immortality here is indeed richer than the outside world!" Xiang Que said with a frown.
Qiao Yue'e explained calmly: "A palace may take at least tens of thousands of years of hard work by an emperor from its completion to completion. They will collect all kinds of natural materials and treasures to build it, waiting for all the years after completion.
, this kind of hall will accompany him throughout his life..."
"Even at critical moments, when life is at stake, the main hall can provide the emperor with a glimmer of hope. After all, such a main hall has been built through thousands of years of experience. In addition to being used for daily living and meditation, it also has powerful offensive power.
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Xiang Que instantly understood. If you put it this way, this hall can be regarded as a nuclear aircraft carrier in the hands of the Immortal Emperor. Not only can it be lived in, it can also be used for war. The effect it plays is comparable to Feixia's hard work.
Directly proportional.
"After that, I can also think about building such a palace when the day comes." Xiang Que said, licking his lips.
"You can prepare now. After all, you have mastered the prohibition, and your understanding of the law is pretty good. You start from the most basic foundation of a palace, and it will take thousands of years for you to become an emperor.
From that day on, the main hall may have been completed."
"If there is a chance, if I come across a suitable talent or treasure, I will pay more attention..."
In the past, Xiang Que never thought that there would be so much profound meaning behind an imperial palace. He only thought that this was the intention of the rich. After getting rich, he would build a villa there and use it to show off even if he didn't live in it.
"It turns out that the rich man's mental state and what's in his head are really beyond the imagination of poor guys like us!" Xiang Que felt that his situation was still not good enough. At least he still couldn't see through what the Immortal Emperor was considering.
Every move he makes is quite meaningful.
Xiang Que temporarily gave up the idea of building the main hall and walked around with his hands behind his back. He didn't walk around carefully last time, but this time he could walk through it from beginning to end.
When Xiang Que walked to the northeast corner of the hall, he suddenly stopped and stared at several murals on the wall. After a few glances, he was instantly confused.
These murals were carved randomly by hand. They were very sloppy and rough, just like those painted by primary school students. He guessed that this might be the handiwork of Emperor Xingtian again.
These murals turned out to be eight handprints. When Xiang Que walked over, he didn't react much when he saw these handprints. But after he paid a little attention, he suddenly thought that he had seen them on the snowy plateau.
The Eight Mudras.
The eight big handprints in that picture were left by an ancient immortal emperor before the war.
Later, Xiang Que used these hand seals in the secret realm of Xiandu Mountain.
However, the handprints he had seen before were actually different from these murals. None of the handprints had any similarities.
But they are both mudras, and they are also eight paths. Can this be a coincidence?
Xiang Que stood in front of the mural and watched it for a long time, and then it was engraved in his mind. At the same time, he began to understand. He practiced slowly and even entered a state of meditation.
I don't know how much time had passed, but when Xiang Que woke up from meditation, he still found that he still knew nothing about these eight mudras.
"It's strange. At first glance, it seems that Emperor Xing Tian was just painting for fun, but he shouldn't have such a leisurely mind. The Immortal Emperor wouldn't do such a boring thing for nothing. There must be a deep meaning behind it..."
Xiang Que vaguely realized that these eight mudras were consistent with the images he had seen during his sudden enlightenment on the snowy plateau.
Maybe this handprint needs to be used in a specific environment or scene, and it may have unexpected effects.
Xiang Que took another deep look and felt that what he remembered was correct before giving up. He thought that when Qi Changqing came out, he would ask his senior brother if he knew anything about it.
Following the direction of the mural, Xiang Que then walked into other rooms in the hall, and then he saw an extremely unexpected picture.
Xiang Que saw someone.
This was a woman dressed in white, with a solemn and serious face, her eyes closed and her hands holding a strange handprint. If Xiang Que hadn't been able to detect the woman's aura, he might have thought that this woman might be a statue.
The key thing is that Xiang Que has also met this woman, albeit only once, and it was thousands of years ago, before he could transcend the tribulation and ascend.