Chapter 75 I didn't expect you to be such a first artifact!
Da Luo Hall.
The Nine Heavens Profound Girl stood at the bottom of the Heavenly Emperor's throne, staring at the gathered warrior star kings with cold phoenix eyes, and asked: "Is there no difference in each palace?"
The Lords of the Martial Gods lowered their heads, respectfully and rigorously accepted the leader's inspection, and replied in unison: "Nothing unusual!"
"There's a problem!"
Jiutian Xuannv suddenly realized something was wrong.
From a mental perspective, these protoss not only showed no signs of injury, but were actually better than before.
Each one's face was moist, like flowers soaked in rain and dew, blooming vigorously.
But how is it possible?
The current situation in the God Realm is to barely survive. Those who can sleep should sleep, and those who can't sleep should save their breathing. Both the top and bottom should enter an energy-saving state. It is normal to have a withered look.
If something goes wrong, there must be demons. It seems that her worries are correct. The demons are unruly and unruly. They are afraid that they will violate the old agreement and attack the divine world.
Jiutian Xuannv composed herself and said: "Heaven is at peace and there has been no war for a long time. In order to prevent the demons from misbehaving, I want to sacrifice the Emperor's Mirror to illuminate the six realms!"
All the generals said in unison: "Please obey Shangyu!"
The Nine Heavens Profound Girl moved with great force, unfolded her sleeves, and a huge spiritual light shone from His Highness, forming a ring of divine power, gathering at the feet of every god.
They also immediately mobilized their own divine power and injected it all into the ring.
The entire Daluo Hall shook slightly, and a huge and simple round mirror rose up, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths, revealing the Yin and Yang.
This mirror is called the Emperor's Mirror. It was refined by Fuxi himself. Like the Fuxi Sword enshrined in Shushan, it is an ancient magic weapon used to monitor the operation of the six realms.
When going to war with the demon clan, they can better detect the movements of the opponent's army and always gain the upper hand. Therefore, although the eight major clans of the demon clan, led by Chonglou, are extremely brave, they have never been able to break out of the well of gods and demons.
It is firmly blocked outside the home.
It is no exaggeration to call it the number one strategic artifact.
Of course, after losing his energy, the Emperor's Mirror retired gloriously. Now the old man was finally moved out and used his remaining energy again. The Emperor's Mirror happily turned over a hundred and eighty thousand somersaults and looked down.
On the mirror, a bloody world suddenly emerged.
Under the red sky, a grand ceremony was being held in the huge city made of dense bones.
Thousands of demons gathered together, with demonic energy and bloody flames, to worship the ancestor demon Chiyou.
Unlike human sacrifices, which do not include dance rituals, demon sacrifices are more like a grand martial arts meeting.
The eight major clans gathered together, and warriors from each clan entered the battlefield to fight. There were single-on-one fights, four-on-four group battles, and the most brutal melee.
There are corpses all over the place, bloody and bloody. There are no whole corpses, and they are not cleaned up. Every demon clan holds their weapons high, and the more they fight, the braver they become.
The entire festival stage is simply an ancient colosseum.
Although this scene is extremely bloody, to the demons, it is nothing at all.
Because this is already a negotiation.
Through the Demon Ancestor Ceremony, the victorious tribes among the eight major tribes can occupy more land and resources, while the defeated tribes will naturally have to retreat to the frontiers and tighten their belts.
This form of negotiation avoids killing each other to the greatest extent and preserves vitality.
This is also the case when the eight major demon clans have been fighting each other over the years, resulting in heavy casualties, and the pressure has dropped sharply.
In the past, when seeing the demons needing to compete for resources in this way, the gods would definitely smile, but now they feel sad and sad.
Jiutian Xuannv has no sympathy for the demons at all. In her heart, the demons should all die so that the world can remain pure forever. By observing the Ancestral Demon Festival, she is also observing the martial gods and star kings.
Judging from various signs, there was no connection between the two parties, which made her feel a little relieved.
At least the Protoss didn't reveal any traitors.
However, Jiutian Xuannv believed in her whim and concluded that there must be some unknown conspiracy brewing in the demon world, so she did not take back the Emperor's Mirror and continued to illuminate it.
"We can spread the belief in Dionysus to the devil world!"
At the same time, Huang Shang was also watching this scene.
Jiutian Xuannv would never have imagined that everything that happened in the Daluo Hall would appear in the eyes of her imaginary enemy, just like a live broadcast.
This is not observed through a certain Martial God or Star Officer, but all the Martial Gods and Star Officers gather their divine power and transmit it to the God of Dionysus from all angles, and then integrate the situation of the Great Luo Palace.
There are all traitors in the hall, except Jiutian Xuannv who is a loyal minister.
This reminds me of gin again...
Ah, Emperor of Heaven!
But Huang Shang is not interested in Jiutian Xuannv.
This second generation of the gods created by Fuxi is powerful and ruthless. If you want to make her believe in Dionysus, the possibility of failure is too high.
At this stage, he does not want to take unnecessary risks. If the Nine Heavens Xuannv discovers that something is wrong and desperately wakes up those sleeping ancient gods and fights against the belief in Dionysus, both sides will suffer losses. The gain will definitely outweigh the losses.
Fortunately, Jiutian Xuannv temporarily took over Fuxi's duties. What she did at this time made Huang Shang see another huge blank space in his faith.
Demonic world!
How can there be gods without demons?
The key point now is whether the passage of time in all realms is equal.
According to the setting of the Fairy Sword World, there are seven days in the sky and a thousand years underground.
But now, Huang Shang made a judgment that it was a manifestation of the different flow of spiritual energy.
The aura of the God Realm is too rich and far away from that of the Human Realm, which is why there is such a big gap.
But in this world, there is something wrong with the sacred tree. After the spiritual energy is imbalanced, the passage of time in all realms becomes the same.
It only took about two or three months for Huang Shang and the Evil Sword Immortal to come to Heaven from the Sacred Tree. The same time went by in the human world and the same time in the demon world.
This gives him the possibility of remote control.
There is no need to go to the demon world in person, just use the Emperor's Mirror to send the soul clans such as Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie Xie, etc. who were split by the Evil Sword Immortal. In that atmosphere, Dionysus will definitely have a chance to spread.
Belief.
The key now is how to get access to the Emperor's Mirror and use this artifact for your own use.
"It seems we need to give Dionysus a real body!"
Huang Shang thought for a moment and said to the Evil Sword Immortal: "I'm going to the sacred tree. Don't move around here and monitor the Nine Heavens Xuannv's every move!"
"good!"
The Evil Sword Immortal nodded, full of fighting spirit.
Seeing that the Soul Clan is about to stand at the pinnacle of this world, there is no overtime and hard work in its dictionary, only career and struggle.
…
Sacred tree.
When Huang Shang came again, Xiyao was still taking care of her, watering the flowers, and cooking home-cooked dishes.
Seeing him arriving, Xiyao smiled: "Is something wrong?"
Huang Shang got straight to the point: "Come and ask for hundreds of millions of magical fruits!"
Xiyao didn't take it seriously: "Wait a minute!"
As she spoke, she took a golden hammer and flew under the canopy of the tree.
Go get the magic fruit.
Just like the passage of time, the divine fruit was originally a precious material and the source of life for the gods.
Since the gods are all singles for ten thousand years, male gods and female gods cannot add new gods by giving birth to offspring. If you want to increase the number of gods, you can only rely on the birth of divine fruits.
The sacred tree blooms every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and matures again every three thousand years to produce a batch of sacred fruits. These sacred fruits are sent to heaven and enlightened by Fuxi, and a batch of new gods are born.
Logically speaking, this is the most important material of the God Clan, the foundation among the foundations. As the guardian of the sacred tree, Xiyao cannot keep it by herself.
But during the previous chat, Huang Shang had made some insinuations and found out how Tang Xuejian was born.
In the original plot, Xiyao secretly concealed a magical fruit because she missed Fei Peng. She used the fruit as her heart, the branches and leaves as her body, and herself as a model to create a new woman and throw her into the lower world.
This woman carries Xiyao’s dream of following Feipeng, becoming a mortal, and accompanying Feipeng’s reincarnation. She is Tang Xuejian, the heroine of the Three Immortals.
Later, this matter was exposed, and Xiyao was punished by the gods and deprived of her physical existence. The ending was very miserable.
But in this world, the divine tree has been robbed, the spiritual energy is out of balance, and the divine fruit has become redundant.
Just imagine that the existing protoss don't have enough to eat and need to sleep to extend their lives. Where will new protoss be born to compete with them for spiritual energy?
So in recent years, the magical fruits have been piling up. Xiyao pinched and played with them when she had nothing to do. The only one she pinched that looked like a human was Tang Xuejian.
Now she hit eight more magical fruits, held them in her arms, flew back to the tree crown, and held them forward: "This is now mature, is it enough?"
Huang Shang nodded, the God of Dionysus emerged from behind, and an indescribable light of faith fell down.
Every time a divine fruit falls on it, it is like a mouth in the void, swallowing it up silently.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In an instant, all seven divine fruits were consumed, and the aura of the Dionysus also changed accordingly.
His body shape has not changed. He is still a tall man standing tall, carrying a wine bottle and rescuing people happily. He is full of heroism, but if you look closely, you can see that he has a real sense of existence.
It was originally imaginary, a fictitious god created by Chun.
Now it has become a reality, and it is a fully existing god race.
The best thing is that it is not reality, but is indeed imagined. When Huang Shang realized this mysterious transformation between reality and reality, he felt that it had endless magical effects, and he was so happy that he said sincerely: "Thank you!"
"Don't thank me, thank the sacred tree, and find a way to cure it!"
Xiyao smiled and handed over the last divine fruit in her hand: "Here!"
Huang Shang shook his head: "No need."
Xiyao said: "The magical fruit has endless magical uses. It can heal injuries, create life, and reproduce future generations. Take it, you can always use it!"
"Create life and reproduce future generations..."
Huang Shang's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of something: "Then I will be disrespectful!"
Xiyao was looking forward to it again: "Are you leaving? Don't want to have a meal?"
Huang Shang looked at the table of home-cooked food and finally couldn't resist the temptation and picked up his chopsticks.
…
Three days later.
The Evil Sword Immortal, who didn't even blink, finally waited for Huang Shang's return.
Seeing how dedicated this top ten employee was, Huang Shang, whose stomach was slightly bulging after eating, patted Xie'er... no, patted Soul Emperor on the shoulder: "Very good, eh~"
The Evil Sword Immortal clenched his fists after hearing this: "You are actually greedy for words? We have inherited the evil thoughts of Qingwei, but we must transcend them!"
"So, Qingwei is still a foodie?"
Huang Shang discovered the blind spot and waved his hand: "I'm not greedy for words, I just want to replenish energy and make sure everything is safe~"
Having said that, he took his breath and the God of Dionysus appeared and headed directly towards the Great Luo Hall.
At this time, the gods were no longer in the temple, and the Nine Heavens Xuannv ordered them that in this place where the Emperor of Heaven met, only the Mirror of the Emperor of Heaven was still shining on the lower world, monitoring the demon world.
Dionysus approached quietly and soon came under the mirror.
"Huh?"
I was going to say hello, but when I looked up, I saw something unknown to me.
This Emperor's Mirror has two sides. The front mirror reflects the fighting and fighting of the ancestors of the demon clan and the ancestors of the demons, but what appears on the back is the scene of the human world.
Inside is a back garden, where a fat white man wearing a dragon robe, his eyes covered with a gauze scarf, is playing and playing with a dozen charming palace ladies.
"Your Majesty, don't want it! Your Majesty's hands are so hot! Your Majesty, come and chase me!"...
Huang Shang:
I didn’t expect you to be such a number one artifact!
"Huh?"
At this moment, an old voice sounded, and an old man with white beard and hair but bright eyes emerged from the Emperor's Mirror and looked directly at the Dionysian below.
This is a bit embarrassing.
"Ahem!"
However, the old man was still too old. The old man turned the mirror over naturally and said, "What do you want?"
"This weapon spirit is extremely intelligent. It seems that direct control is much more difficult than expected. As long as a slight warning is given, Jiutian Xuannv will definitely pounce on..."
Huang Shang's thoughts changed and he stretched the wine gourd forward: "Senior, please drink!"
"Huh?"
The old man exclaimed again, sniffed his nose, eagerly took the gourd of wine, raised his head and drank.
This wine gourd may not seem big, but it's actually endless. What's more important is that the wine in it is condensed with the power of faith and can be drunk by the weapon spirit. It is simply an unparalleled temptation.
"Good wine! Good wine!"
After drinking, the man's mouth softened, and the old man praised loudly, and his attitude changed instantly: "My little friend is here, are you going to borrow the old man's power to see the scenery of the six realms?"
This is to regard Dionysus as a god.
The current form of Dionysus is indeed no different from that of the Gods, and it is impossible for Jiutian Xuannv to mistake the Gods, but the Emperor's Mirror Spirit is obviously different from the Gods in that it has an artistic vision and does not care about small details.
Huang Shang said: "I want to see the demons!"
The old man was startled, then squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "It's because of the Shura clan, hehe, young people are discerning!"
After saying that, the emperor's mirror turned and returned to the demon world.
At this time, there were two tribes fighting at the festival.
On the left is a tall and burly male demon, which has no introduction value. On the right is a beautiful, well-proportioned, and boldly dressed female demon. They are the most beautiful Shura among the eight major clans.
Under the control of the weapon spirit, the angle of the mirror light was extremely tricky, perfectly showing Shura's curves, especially the snapshots taken during the fight, which were very professional, with every meal filled with chicken drumsticks.
Huang Shang looked at it critically for a moment, rubbed his chin, and came up with a new idea: "Senior, do you know about live broadcasts?"