All the three Qings were smiling, but Empress Dowager Tu looked at the scroll in Qi Wuzhuo's hand, feeling vaguely familiar, and her heart moved slightly, saying: "Wuhuo, can you show me this scroll?" Qi Wuhuo handed the scroll in his hand to Empress Houtu. Empress Houtu brushed the scroll and felt the scroll's faintly primitive and rough texture with her fingers, and her expression changed slightly.
"This is……"
Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly: "That thing is it?"
Master Shangqing Daodao's laughter faltered.
"???"
"Is that that thing?"
"Um."
Empress Houtu swept her fingers across the scroll, and ripples of text appeared on it. Then it shattered like a golden lock, and the scroll slowly unfolded. The texture was simple and vast, with the smell of the distant past and a very strong humane energy slowing down. Slowly spreading out, she stroked the scroll with a feeling of nostalgia and said:
"I never thought that after so many catastrophes, I would still be able to see this painting again."
Qi Wuhuo was surprised.
After he gave the seal and scroll to Emperor Wa, Emperor Wa seemed to hand him something he carried with him.
Then he sent him away.
The Supreme Being stroked his beard and said, "It would be better to say that it can only be this thing."
"Otherwise, it would be impossible for such a lonely world to exist for so long..."
Houtuhuangdi just smiled and sighed, saying: "It is indeed true what fellow Taoist said."
"I guess I was wrong."
She moved her fingers slightly, gently holding up the scroll, and then turned the scroll over, letting the content on the scroll fall into Qi Wuzhuo's eyes——
It is a very ancient, simple, even rough painting.
The colors on it seem to have been made by ancient people who collected colored rocks, ground them, and used plant juices and many other materials to paint them. The vast earth has primitive clouds and clouds, and there are primitive buildings made of rocks. Houses, houses were built around each other to form a gathering place. People wore clothes made of animal skins and danced with decorations made of animal teeth.
Above the clouds, you can vaguely see men and women with human bodies and snake tails.
A sense of majesty from ancient barbaric times comes over you.
Qi Wuhuo said: "This is..."
Houtu Huangdi only replied: "The "Mountains and Rivers Picture" was a gift given to Emperor Wa by the ancient human race, and it was also her favorite thing. She once tempered and nourished it herself, and because she enjoyed the offerings of many human races, , it can be regarded as a very special type among spiritual treasures... Of course, it is not the top one, but Emperor Wa carries it with him and is inseparable, so the symbolic significance is great. "
Her fingers gently touched the "Mountains and Rivers", causing ripples to appear in the mountains and rivers. The scenes inside almost seemed to come alive. The bonfires were swaying, people were singing and dancing, and everything was clearly visible, except for one in the mountains. The white ape has a ferocious face; there is an evil dragon in the water with rugged scales and claws, and there is a headless giant beating its chest angrily, which is also vivid.
Hou Tuhuangdi only said: "This thing is essentially used to suppress luck."
"He re-refined the earth, water, wind, and fire for Fuxi, and used the innate eight trigrams to open up the sky and create the inner space."
"It is a treasure of luck, so if there is a space inside, it will cause great changes. It can trap the enemy, attack the enemy, and defend it. It is extremely comprehensive."
"Whenever a practitioner enters, he will be confused by Fuxi's magical powers and will not know where his heart is. He will only care about random thoughts and let go of his mind. The changes in the four images in this picture are infinitely wonderful. Thinking about the mountain is the mountain, thinking about the water is the water, and thinking about the past. It's in front of you, and you're in front of you when you think about it; it means that someone with great supernatural power can be trapped in this painting."
"Use your magical power, and for three seconds, you will cut off the three flowers and disperse the five qi, turning it into a human figure on this scroll."
I don’t know why, but it was obviously a gift from the ancient human race to Emperor Wa.
But after adding Fuxi's methods, it became a very cruel thing.
However, the Heavenly Lord of Shangqing Lingbao exclaimed: "This is indeed an incredible magic weapon."
"It's a good thing that Fuxi is not here. Otherwise, if he knew that Emperor Wa gave all these things to you, his eyes would be red with anger, and then he would knock a sap over your back and take away this painting. The painting went away."
Houtuhuangdi said helplessly: "What do you think Fuxi is? How can you do this?"
The voice paused, and then said helplessly: "But it does seem like something Fuxi would do."
"But He is dead after all, so he can save some face."
Master Shangqing Daodao just laughed and said nothing.
Qi Wuhuo held the scroll in both hands and looked at the picture on it. Each stroke on it was the scenery of the world in the oldest era. The scroll seemed to be in tune with his soul. His mind moved slightly, and he moved the scroll. After putting it away, he went into detail about his previous encounter with [Yi] and the suspected hand of Fu Xi.
Everyone sighed at Fuxi's methods, and Lord Shangqing Daodao couldn't help but joked:
"At such a critical time, we still use the same method."
"I don't know if it's really a back-up move, or if Fuxi is just sitting there and watching?"
"Ha, that's really worrying. Is this guy not dead at all?"
"After all, he has too many ways to save his life. Unless I draw my sword and commit suicide myself, otherwise, even if Yuqing and Taishang kill Fuxi, I won't feel so safe..."
Master Shangqing Daodao made a joke.
Everyone laughed helplessly, which was a sign that they had listened to Dao Lord's joke, but the smile was really forced. Even the old green cow was so frightened that he almost forgot to chew the cud. The empress of the Queen of the Earth couldn't help but sigh: " Fellow Taoist, this is not a joke. If Fuxi really comes back, what will happen to you?"
Shangqing Daodaojun laughed and said: "I see that you are all bored, so what I said is just a joke and cannot be true!"
"It can't be true!"
Just as they were laughing, they suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. They all turned around subconsciously and saw the morning sun as warm as gold. The mountains were high and the clouds were far away. Fallen leaves were swirling down one by one, blowing slightly in the wind. The young man in green shirt was carrying a piano on his back and holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms. He opened the door and walked in. He looked gentle, raised his eyes, and his eyebrows were as handsome as jade.
For a moment there was even silence.
Shangqing Daodaojun's smile paused slightly, and his hand stroking his beard paused.
Qingshanqing seemed surprised, then smiled gently and said:
"Do you want to chat today?"
Qi Wuhuo was silent for a moment and asked, "Where...were you just now?"
The young man in green shirt looked at him and said gently: "Me? I just went for a walk and happened to be away."
"Huh? Why do you ask?"
"Why, do you guys miss me?"
The young man in green shirt bowed slightly.
The tassels on the piano fall on the shoulders.
His eyes are clear and his smile is as warm as jade.
"My heart is very happy."
"Honored."
The old green cow suffered a cardiac arrest.
Knead back, lean against the wall.
Damn!!!!
I got a big fuck.
Grandma is an old cow. She looks so much like her!
There was silence, Shangqing Daodaojun was silent, then he drew his sword, sighed, and said seriously:
"Otherwise, it's better to chop it off, right?"
The smile of the young man in green shirt solidified:
"Um???"
……………………
In the end, Shangqing Daojun's identification method [Those who can be hacked to death are not Fuxi, and those who cannot be hacked to death are Fuxi] were persuaded. After all, in the induction, this is really just a weapon spirit. Although he happened to be away at the critical moment, He has another Fuxi face, but people with this face may not necessarily do evil things.
Daojun, don't be too stereotyped.
In the end, the sword edge was only one finger away from the tip of the weapon spirit's nose. The weapon spirit was so frightened that he covered his head and ran for his life. He almost threw himself down and hugged Qi Wuhuo's thigh. The young Taoist originally wanted to persuade him, but The weapon spirit suddenly asked: "Huh? Lord, where does this painting on your waist come from?"
"This painting is really beautiful."
"Can you show it to me?"
Even though he knew it was a weapon spirit, the young Taoist felt a chill run down his spine and the hairs on his hair exploded.
Taiyi's body seems to be affected by the remaining records of Taiyi, and the judgment comes first. It is as if Taiyi is roaring that I will not let you go, Fuxi, even if I die. With a kick of a whip leg that emits golden light, the weapon spirit is directly Chuang flew out and was directly embedded in the wall, leaving only his lower body dangling.
It's a farce, but it's still Fuxi's face.
Qi Wuhuo suddenly began to understand Taiyi's madness when he saw Fuxi.
Even if this guy dies, he can cause a series of troubles to the people behind him...
I have to say, it is also an incredible skill.
It was night, and the young Taoist unfolded the "Mountains and Rivers Picture" on the table. The spiritual light on the magic weapon was flowing, and he brushed it with his fingers. He basically understood the three basic uses of this magic weapon: trapping, releasing, killing, and full of Fuxi's evil taste. A special method that traps new enemies directly into the locations of several ancient demon gods that have been sealed for several eons, allowing these evil gods to fight.
And I sit back and reap the benefits of being a fisherman.
You can also change the terrain and celestial phenomena of the world in the painting outside, and add some ingredients to the trapped enemies.
It's a good magic weapon. When Qi Wuhuo brushed his fingers over the scroll, suddenly the human energy in his body slowly circulated. A stream of human energy flowed directly along his fingers and landed on the scroll. In an instant,
The scroll seemed to be a little brighter, and the young Taoist was slightly surprised, sensing the change in the scroll. It seemed to have a slightly stronger aura than before, but it seemed to be just an illusion.
But Qi Wuhuo suddenly discovered that in this place encompassing the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, there was a little more light on a hill.
You can see that there is a small courtyard on the mountain.
This is where Qi Wuhuo lives.
This change made the young Taoist a little surprised:
"Huh? This is..."
Just when he was amazed at the changes in the mountain and river map, a listening voice suddenly appeared in his heart, saying:
"Hey, hey, hey? Qi Wuhuo? Are you still there?"
"There's something big going on."
Qi Wuhuo responded in his heart, and listened to the voice before he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Great, you are alone now, that's good, let me tell you, something happened again, just this morning...
..." Qi Wuhuo said: "What happened this morning? Why did you tell me now, sir?"
Di Ting paused for a moment and said without changing his expression: "I have something to do..."
Because I don’t want to be asked by Shangqing Daodao Lord who is the Grand Master and who is the Third Master with his sword in hand.
Follow spiritual guidance!
He immediately revealed this matter and said: "It's another matter. Didn't you let that emperor return to the sun? You said you wanted him to stay in the eighteenth level of hell every day and every night.
It's just that he will not die, but in the end he will be ruined in front of the world, and then he will be beheaded for a crime unforgivable by the human race."
What he did was heinous, and millions of people died because of him in Jinzhou alone.
It would be too easy for such a person to commit suicide.
For this reason, Po Meng took a pot of Po Meng soup and went to the underworld to give it to the emperor who died, but she was not completely dead. The emperor who still had a breath left drank it down, and he was forced to hold on to the last breath without swallowing it.
Only in this way does it count as violating the rules of the underworld.
Di Tingdao said: "In these ten days, every day he was dragged to the eighteenth floor of purgatory for a period of time, and then given an hour to restore his life. Thanks to his blessing, the other souls in purgatory have a good attitude.
There are so many that they call this an endless hell beyond the eighteen levels of hell with no relief."
"But today, when Hei Bai Wuchang went up to pull someone away, he was beaten back."
Di Ting said in a deep voice: "A monk came, and several Bodhisattvas came to Yinsi Youming. Yinde Dingxiu Zhenjun argued with them for a long time. Finally, Zhenjun Dingxiu said that this person is in a state of neither life nor death, and Yinsi is not considered a disobedient.
rule."
"But there was another Bodhisattva, holding a jade bottle, a willow branch, and just a little nectar and jade dew. He revived the emperor who you interrupted and crippled. He was no longer half-dead and half-alive. After all, the underworld can no longer take advantage of him.
Come down."
"This, Yin De Dingxiu Zhenjun can't do anything about this matter."
"He said otherwise you should empty out his treasure trove."
"How about you go over and have a fight? Beat him until he is breathless, and then pull him down?"
"But now there are at least seven or eight Bodhisattvas in the palace, all at the level of the True King. The Buddhist kingdom is in full swing."
Listening carefully is also helpless.
Qi Wuhuo's expression seemed calm and was not affected by this incident. He said:
"How many souls are still without revenge?"
Di Tingdao: "It's still early, there are still nine tenths left."
"By the way, Po Meng asked me to tell you not to forget what you promised her."
The young Taoist nodded and agreed. Ting Ting was worried about attracting the Sanqing and left quickly. Qi Wuzhuo thought silently. The Buddhist intervention was faster and more powerful than he expected. On the surface, this was the emperor's matter, but at this moment it was...
It turned into a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism again. The young Taoist took out the jade slips and prepared to summon Master Xuandu.
A few days ago, I concentrated on rescuing Emperor Wa.
And because I planned to tell the big brother the good news together, this matter has been delayed for a long time.
It was a promise to Po Meng.
And, some necessary notification.
That was the announcement to the son of Emperor Wa.
In ancient times, he was a fierce and fiery Xuandu Archmage who single-handedly faced the Great Formation of All Spirits when Taiyi was still around for the sake of Emperor Wa. He did not hesitate to die in battle.
Qi Wuhuo wrote down the current situation of Emperor Wa.
He said that he had found traces of Emperor Wa.
He said that he has been in contact with Emperor Wa and may be able to bring Emperor Wa back.
Finally, what the emperor did...
The files including the poem were also typed into the jade slips.
Fuxi Qin Instrument Spirit, who wanted to stay away from Shangqing Daojun, volunteered.