Zhou Xiaoze was also drunk when he saw Yao Qianji looking determined to sacrifice herself. Wasn't what this witch said too straightforward?
"Sister Qianji, you lie on the bed and I sleep on the floor, that's it!"
Zhou Xiaoze didn't dare to have anything to do with her. His first time was reserved for Ye Qingxue.
Yao Qianji found that Zhou Xiaoze was lying on the ground with his back facing her. After a while, he started snoring. Her teeth itched with hatred and she really wanted to pounce on him and bite him viciously.
People say: When a man chases a woman, there is a barrier between them; when a woman chases a man, there is a layer of paper between them. It's all broken with just one poke, so how come it doesn't work at all when it comes to her?
Isn’t this guy bad at that?
impossible!
If he can't do it, there will be no man in the world!
Thinking about it, Yao Qianji secretly sighed and thought, let's forget it. Maybe Zhou Xiaoze had a reason why he had no choice.
Let’s find a way to get a wisp of dragon energy from him later!
…
The next day, the two of them went out after breakfast and started looking for Bitian Lingyao.
However, Zhou Xiaoze and Yao Qianji walked around all morning and found no trace of Bitian Lingyao. Zhou Xiaoze sighed with some disappointment: "There must be no Bitian Lingyao here!"
As he said that, Zhou Xiaoze couldn't help but take out the scroll from the Qiankun bag, spread it on the ground and slowly opened it. However, what appeared in front of Zhou Xiaoze was a blank piece of paper.
"What's going on?" Zhou Xiaoze was stunned.
Why did this beautiful painting suddenly disappear?
"If I'm not wrong, this "Bixia Mountain Scenery" was painted by the author with spiritual energy and made special settings. Otherwise, this painting has been preserved from the Tang Dynasty to the present, and it still looks like brand new.
.”
Yao Qianji said thoughtfully, "When the author made this painting, he wanted someone in the future to recognize this painting and help him complete the task of entering Bixia Mountain. Once this task is completed, this
The pictures on the painting naturally disappeared in the space!"
"Could it be that the ultimate goal of the Tang Dynasty painter Lu Hong in painting this painting was to come to Bixia Mountain?" Zhou Xiaoze couldn't help but frowned.
"Lu Hong's ultimate goal is definitely not that simple,"
Yao Qianji pondered for a moment, "Maybe he knows that when the prehistoric earth encountered a major disaster, all living things were destroyed, but in the first dimension of space, there is still a sacred place like Bixia Mountain. He may
He tried to move this holy land to Songshan Mountain where he lived in seclusion, and dreamed of building a new holy land in his era!"
"Although Lu Hong did not realize his dream, he left this painting behind. If it can enable future generations to complete his unfinished dream, it will be considered a great achievement of his!"
After listening to Yao Qianji's analysis, Zhou Xiaoze felt that it made sense. It was strange that Lu Hong, the awakened figure of the Tang Dynasty, could think of using paintings to inspire future generations and help him fulfill his dreams, which he failed to achieve.
However, is it a bit unrealistic for Lu Hong to want to move everything in Bixia Mountain to Songshan Mountain where he practices?
After all, the various fairy fruits growing here were cultivated by prehistoric dragons. How can others be allowed to move them away at will?
One thing is certain. The reason why Lu Hong was able to draw such a "Bixia Mountain Scenery" must have been inherited from prehistoric times and he knew that there were some Bitian Lingyao here; otherwise, he would not have been able to draw such a picture.
painted.
Since Bi Tian Lingyao has appeared in the painting, it must exist in this space.
But where does Bitian Lingyao grow? Zhou Xiaoze and Yao Qianji have searched all over this empty valley and nearby mountains, but they haven't found any. They can't break through further.
This space is limited, it's just that big.
Just when Zhou Xiaoze was deep in thought, Yao Qianji smiled sweetly: "As for Lu Hong, a painter in the Tang Dynasty, I have heard a legend about him, saying that the reason why he lived in seclusion in Songshan Mountain was because he had a favorite.
The woman was seriously ill, and he could not find a cure. He used some magic to seal her body, and then went into seclusion and began to refine the elixir. But until his death, he could not successfully refine the elixir.
.”
The legend told by Yao Qianji made Zhou Xiaoze's eyes light up: "So, this Lu Hong who claims to be refining elixirs has actually been trying to enter Bixia Mountain to find a cure for the woman he loves?
"
As soon as Zhou Xiaoze finished speaking, Yao Qianji patted her head: "He specially painted Bitian Lingyao on that painting. Did he also want to rush to Bixia Mountain to find this elixir?"
Having said this, Yao Qianji suddenly continued with a lot of imagination, "Sometimes the legends left over from ancient times may not be unbelievable."
"Perhaps the woman Lu Hong loves is still sealed in Songshan Mountain. His real purpose of leaving this painting is actually to hope that someone in the future will decipher the mystery in this painting, obtain the Bitian Lingyao, and give his beloved
Save the woman!"
Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoze smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Xianji, your imagination is so rich that even I believe it to be true!"
Yao Qianji looked quite stubborn: "It's not that I believe it is true, it may be true."
"Ozawa, look, what appears in this painting?" Yao Qianji's eyes fell on the blank picture and she suddenly asked with a look of astonishment.
Zhou Xiaoze immediately looked at the painting and found that there was a monster on it, with the head of a tiger and the body of a snake, with a single horn on its head, and its eyes, one red and one white, like a pair of sun and moon reflecting each other.
Looking at this monster, Zhou Xiaoze suddenly became excited: "This is the prehistoric dragon's mountain-controlling beast. Its name is Bizhu. With it, I can find Bitian Lingyao!"
"If this is the case, the reason why Bixia Mountain can still maintain its original appearance today is probably because of the Bizhu guarding it!" Yao Qianji said with a smile on her face.
Zhou Xiaoze nodded: "You are right, this is somewhat similar to the island in the middle of the lake. If there were no island-suppressing beasts there, there would probably be no ancient plants such as beauty grass."
Yao Qianji looked around: "The candle must be nearby. Now you are its owner, you can wake it up!"
"How can I wake it up?"
Zhou Xiaoze looked confused, and soon there was another layer of information in his mind, "Haha, Sister Qianji, now I know what to do!"
At this moment, Zhou Xiaoze seemed very excited. He knew that as long as he awakened the mountain beast, he would be able to find Bitian Lingyao.
Bizhu, the sacred beast that controls the mountain, knows every plant and tree in this space very well. Only it knows best whether there is Bitian Lingyao or not.
Zhou Xiaoze and Yao Qianji rushed back to the villa and went directly to the Octagonal Pavilion.
In the middle of the Octagonal Pavilion, there is a diagram similar to the Yin and Yang Bagua, which depicts the eight natural phenomena of heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain and lake.
When Zhou Xiaoze saw these patterns, he immediately felt a sense of familiarity, and then remembered that these were drawn by the prehistoric dragon himself.
As early as prehistory, when Shenlong was in Bixia Mountain, he sat in the middle of this pattern and practiced, comprehending the various mysteries of the Yin and Yang and the five elements of heaven and earth.
At the same time, when he saw this pattern, there seemed to be an invisible force that attracted Zhou Xiaoze to it and sat cross-legged in the middle of the pattern.
Zhou Xiaoze closed his eyes slightly. In his sea of consciousness, the image of the sacred mountain beast Bizhu gradually appeared. It was invisible and sitting in the mountain opposite.
"Bizhu, Bizhu, I'm back, I'm back!" Zhou Xiaoze couldn't help but let out a long roar and shouted towards the mountain opposite.
Zhou Xiaoze's voice echoed everywhere in the valley.
As soon as the voice fell, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a shadow suddenly flew out from the mountain on the opposite side, leaping towards the Bajiao Pavilion.
The phantom came to the side of the Octagonal Pavilion and gradually solidified into shape. As expected, it was a wall candle with the head of a tiger and the body of a snake. It was a behemoth nearly one foot tall. If ordinary people saw it, they would definitely be scared to death.
When Bi Zhu found Zhou Xiaoze, he immediately shrank in size and was only over one meter tall. He bent his forelimbs, knelt on the ground, and mouthed human words: "Bi Zhu kneels down to worship the master!"
As Yao Qianji expected, Bizhu has already regarded Zhou Xiaoze as his master!
Zhou Xiaoze smiled happily: "Bizhu, I'm really happy to see you. I came here this time to find Bitian Lingyao. Do you know where this kind of spiritual grass grows?"
"Master, this Bitian Lingyao was cultivated by you. Whenever a cultivator's body suffers serious injuries or is poisoned by some mysterious taboo poison, he can recover quickly by taking pills made of Bitian Lingyao.
"
"At the beginning, when you left Bixia Mountain, you hid those Bitian Lingyao!"