The old storyteller looked at the words written by Li Ziye and said slowly: "Forget, forget about forgetfulness, forget about love.
Forget the word "death" on the bottom and the heart on the bottom, the heart of the dead.
Miss Ye Zi, this big thing you are planning must be something the deceased is concerned about."
Li Ziye squinted his eyes and stared at the old storyteller, and said: "Heart of the Dead, what you said is quite good. Do you think I can succeed?"
The old storyteller said: "Tell me what you don't want to hear, Miss Ye Zi. If you want to succeed, it's not that difficult.
The dead are corpses.
The heart of the dead is the heart of the corpse.
As we all know, if the corpse path wants to achieve Mahayana, it needs a prerequisite: to cut off all the love in the world.
Girl Ye Ye is in the mortal world, and her heart is also in the mortal world. It is difficult to leave this glitzy world. Since the girl's heart is the heart of a living person, how can she pursue the heart of the dead.
If you do something forcefully, it goes against the laws of heaven and you will be punished by heaven.
In the face of divine punishment, human power is insignificant, and Miss Ye Ye should understand this better than anyone else.
Therefore, I would like to advise the girl that if she wants to attain the Great Path, she must let go of her greed, anger, and obsession, otherwise she will end up like the word she wrote: her body and mind will be separated and she will become a walking corpse."
Li Ziye's expression gradually became serious, and the whole street seemed to be suddenly filled with a cold air, making the mortals on the street couldn't help but shiver.
I can’t figure out how the temperature could suddenly drop so much without warning since it’s already spring.
After a while, Li Ziye's cold expression suddenly showed a hint of smile.
Said: "Are you saying this on purpose to anger me, or are you really deducing it based on the divine calculation of Tiangang?"
The old storyteller laughed and said: "The cross-section test is basically to believe that there will be something, and if you don't believe it, there will be nothing.
Miss Ye Zi, there is no need to be serious, just think that I am talking nonsense."
Li Ziye shook his head with a smile, reached out and picked up the pen, and wrote another word.
Said: "Please show me this word again."
plate.
Pangu Pan.
Plate of plates.
The old storyteller glanced at the word "pan" and squinted at Li Ziye.
Said: "What do you want to test?"
Li Ziye said: "Can the Tiangang God deduce the magic of the three lives in the past and the three lives in the future? I won't tell you what I want to test, you can deduce it yourself."
The old storyteller was not embarrassed and said: "The top of the plate is the boat and the bottom is the dish.
A boat is a boat, and a vessel is a vessel.
Since the plate also represents a circle, this vessel is round.
Interpreted literally, the vessels are not on the boat, not in the boat, but under the boat.
This meaning can be interpreted as the water below the boat. There is a lot of underground water in the world, but there are not many underground rivers that can be used for boating. The most likely one is the huge sea of forgetfulness deep underground in the world.
The word "Pan" can also be interpreted as the great god Pangu who created the world.
It is said that a million years ago, the Pangu clan migrated to the Wangqing Sea. What Ye Zi asked about must be related to the Pangu clan.
The word test is born with intention. The first character of Miss Ye is "forget" and the second character is "pan".
What the girl wants is not the heart of the dead, but a round object in the hands of a group of undead monks.
The Pangu tribe’s clan-suppressing artifact is said to be able to see through yin and yang, see through reincarnation, and see through the other side of the universe. The eyes of Pangu are transformed into the pupils of reincarnation.”
Plum leaves gently caressed the palms.
Said: "You are indeed worthy of being the successor of my junior brother. You are right. I admire you. I admire you."
She wanted to get the Eye of Reincarnation, but she never told anyone about it. Even her old lover Xie Shen and Xu Tiandi, her master from more than 20,000 years ago, didn't know about it.
She was sure that only she knew the secret.
However, what this fat old man said at this moment was absolutely correct.
She didn't mean to write these two words, but she just felt it when she was writing and wrote it casually.
The old storyteller inferred his true purpose from just these two words, which made Li Ziye feel that there was indeed something mysterious about Tiangang's fortune.
She was shocked, and the storyteller was even more shocked.
For more than 20,000 years, the leaders of Huang Tian's organization only knew that they existed to guard against and contain a woman named Li Ziye.
But what Li Ziye wants, what conspiracy or purpose he has, even Xu Tiandi doesn't know.
For countless years, Huang Tian's leaders have racked their brains to guess Li Ziye's true purpose, but they have found nothing.
Until this moment, the old storyteller finally understood what Li Ziye wanted.
She wants to be a god.
He is not the God that the world thinks he is.
But the real God, the Creator God!
In her hand, she has the most precious jade tree and strange flower in the four-dimensional void space. If she can get the Eye of Reincarnation, her dream of creation may come true.
The storyteller's palace was so deep that even though his heart was filled with turmoil, he still didn't show any signs of it on his face.
He said slowly: "Miss Ye Zi, when you come to me, you definitely don't just want me to help you test two words. If you have any questions, please tell me."
If the girl wants to regain the place for the fight ten years ago, I will accompany you and find a secluded place where no one is around and you and I can fight again."
Li Ziye shook his head slightly and said: "Ten years ago, I was defeated by you when I activated the Yushu Qihua. Today, ten years later, although you look much older, I still have no confidence in defeating you.
you.
I came to you not to avenge myself for ten years, nor to test my calligraphy.
I said, you and I are from the same clan, we should be friends, we should never be enemies.
I just want to ask you a few questions today.
I know that my younger brother’s lineage has not only inherited Master’s magical powers, but also inherited Master’s profound knowledge.
Looking at the whole world, only you can answer my questions."
The old storyteller grinned and kept saying that he didn't dare to take it, he didn't dare to take it, but his proud face betrayed him.
After a moment of modesty, the old storyteller said, "What do you want to ask?"
Li Ziye said: "I want to know, it is said that when Qingtian brought back the strange flowers of the jade tree from the void space, it was said that there were three jade fruits condensed on the jade tree. Is this legend true?
It is true that the Yushu Strange Flower is a great weapon, but I cannot exert its most powerful power. I have always felt that the Yushu Strange Flower is missing a part. If the Yushu Fruit really exists and can be returned to its place, it will be able to deal with the Lord of Heaven in the future.
It’s also a little more certain.”
The old storyteller was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, that's true. But it's not three coins, but four coins."
Li Ziye raised his eyebrows and said, "Four? Then where are these four jade fruits now?"
Li Ziye was ecstatic in her heart.
I originally thought of finding a breakthrough from Pan Shishu, but Xuan Ying came forward, so I could only think of other ways.
She knew that there were still many Pangu people in the human world, but she could not find them, and she had no chance to get close to the two Pangu people captured by Cangyun Sect.
She thought of her knowledgeable master. As the leader of the Shou Ling clan, he should know some things about Qingtian and Yushu's strange flowers.
The master is dead, but his knowledge and knowledge are still passed down to the living.
So, Li Ziye found the old storyteller.
Originally it was just a chance, but I didn't expect that this fat old man really knew the secrets of Yushu's strange flowers. Why didn't Li Ziye like this?
