This is a figure wearing a black monk's robe. He wears a bamboo hat and holds a tin staff. Every time he takes a step, he taps the tin staff on the ground and makes a crisp sound.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
A rapid and low cough came from in front of Emperor Qi Xian. She raised her hand, and in an instant, the lights were brightly lit.
This is an empty ancient ruins, a bit like some kind of altar, suspended above an indescribable mysterious aura, with eight iron chains holding up the platform.
In the center of the platform is a high platform, and a staircase connects the upper and lower platforms.
"Cough cough cough."
A figure who was equally defeated as Emperor Qi was sitting on the steps leading to the altar. He took off his bamboo hat, revealing a pale and wrinkled face: "Zuo Xuandu, are you dead?"
"Alive."
Another Qi Xian Emperor also took off her bamboo hat, and as the bamboo hat fell, her identity turned out to be Qin Xuan's biological sister, the first born, and now the new generation of Qi Ying Emperor's heir, Qin Xiyao!
"But," Qin Xiyao's tone was bone-chilling: "Life is worse than death!"
"You won't kill him?"
"We can't kill him," Qin Xiyao said helplessly but indifferently: "You know best what Zuo Xuandu is capable of. The ability to drive such a person crazy is already the limit. Killing him is easier said than done."
"One man has suppressed for three million years, a great man who can be as famous as Kan Wuliang. Even though he is old and has less strength, he is still so powerful." The old man laughed at himself: "I am not as good as him, far inferior."
"You are already strong. Except for beings like Zuo Xuandu, you are not afraid of anyone." Qin Xiyao said: "Back then, it was you who turned the tide of the chaos in Xianyan, and it was you who continued the legacy of Shanhaiguan.
To this day, the world's schools regard the Demon Painter as the orthodox one, and among the originators, you should be the first one!"
"The Patriarch of Demon Painting, Qin Zhougu!"
Qin Zhougu, the dying old man in front of him, as if he might die at any time, turned out to be the legendary painting demon who suddenly understood the secret method of painting in the sky, created the inheritance of the painting demon master, and taught the ancestor of the twenty-four sects.
Patriarch Qin Zhougu!
If there were outsiders here at this time, even the head of the family, or even some famous strong men, they would probably be shocked and stunned when they heard this name.
The Patriarch of Painting Demon, who disappeared after the family was established, is here!
Moreover, he also had contact with Qin Xiyao, and even participated in some plans with him.
"But now," Qin Zhougu's voice was a little sad: "Who else remembers me, this old guy?"
"well."
"At the end of the mountains and seas, we fought for the "Mo Dharma Soldiers Slips", and eighty-one officials of the mountains and seas killed each other. Although I had the intention to stop it, how could one person defeat dozens of ancestors?" Qin Zhougu said.
There was sadness in his words. He didn't want to fight for the end of the law. What's more, he actually knew better than anyone else.
The civilization of mountains and seas.
"Then, in order to continue the inheritance of Shanhai, I forcibly understood the methods of other Shanhaiguan, hoping to find a new way to paint the demon master."
"You succeeded," Qin Xiyao: "So, you created a new era."
"But I failed too."
Qin Zhougu said: "The Shanhaiguan who painted the demon master is still a demon painter after all. The Shanhaiguan is no longer a demon master. I am ashamed of my colleagues back then..."
Qin Zhougu is not an ambitious person. He rarely fights for anything for himself. He has always used a neutral attitude to resolve conflicts and prevent fights, hoping that the world can live in harmony like a family.
pity...
He is too small to change the minds of so many people.
"I thought that after comprehending the three supreme secrets, I would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zuo Xuandu, but I didn't expect..." Qin Zhougu said with a bitter smile, "I still can't beat him!"
"Feel sorry..."
Rarely, Qin Xiyao showed an apologetic look. In order to drive Zuo Xuandu crazy, he must first shake his mentality. Then the best way is to fight.
But in this world, there are too few people who can compete with Xuandu.
Therefore, Qin Xiyao found Qin Zhougu who was living in seclusion, asked him to come out, and in the name of Emperor Qi, challenged the myth that no one could match since ancient times.
"If it weren't for helping me, you might..."
"No, it's none of your business. I chose the path myself."
Qin Zhougu agreed not only for Qin Xiyao, but also to prove himself!
Because he has reached the pinnacle of his own cultivation, it is difficult to find an opponent in the world. Facing a strong man like Zuo Xuandu, Qin Zhougu naturally wants to try to see how far he is from the opponent.
Moreover, the most important thing is that in order to pursue the three supreme powers, Qin Zhougu himself developed problems that were difficult to recover from. Two million years later, he had already reached the point where his oil was exhausted.
"What's more, even if you don't come to me, I will already die in my own hands..."
The Three Supremes were his original secret techniques, but the original process was extremely difficult. Compared to the bloodline magic techniques obtained by later generations, Qin Zhougu was the real unparalleled genius.
It's a pity that he failed too many times on the way of exploration, and the price of each failure was unimaginably high.
Qin Zhougu has reached his limit. Unless he stops, he will die.
But he couldn't stop, because he wanted to deduce and create the most perfect supreme magic, even if it cost his life!
"Girl."
Qin Zhougu looked at Qin Xiyao affectionately, and then stretched out his finger. Qin Xiyao did not hesitate, squatted down slowly, and let Qin Xiyao point his dead branch-like finger on his forehead: "This is my life, painting.
The understanding of the Demon Master's secret method and all the insights to create it, the three supreme ones, have been completed. I will give them to you now, hoping you can use them well."
"The inheritance of the demon painter," Qin Xiyao solemnly promised this old man, who was also his ancestor, "it will never be cut off as long as I am here!"
"No need."
Qin Zhougu shook his head and said: "Everyone in the world has their own choices. The sea officers of Jiujiu Mountain, regardless of high or low, the demon painter has an advantage, but the others also have their uses."
"Um."
At this time, Qin Xiyao no longer acted domineering and arrogant in front of outsiders. She was like a student, a junior, listening to Qin Zhougu's teachings: "You know, why should I help you to deal with people like Zuo Xuandu?"
A great man?"
In fact, Qin Xiyao is not very clear about this.
Although Qin Xiyao prides herself on her strength, she is not strong enough to threaten and force a strong person like Qin Zhougu.