Zhong Sui woke up in darkness. He felt that something was covering his face, which blocked his perception of the world around him. en8.
He moved, but his hands and feet were very stiff. Although his movements were not flexible, there was no pain at all. He got up from the ground, heard the sound of chains, and then felt the cold restraints on his joints. He is still alive... It seems to be the principle not to kill the direct descendant, but looking at the way Ghost Road ran away, Demon Dao probably still has some thoughts about the direct descendant's life.
There were footsteps approaching.
"The Holy Lord has summoned me, please follow me, fellow Taoist." This was a very clear female voice, with a sharpness like a sword.
Zhong Sui opened his mouth, but no sound came out at all.
"Fellow Taoist, just come with me." The woman seemed to know that he couldn't see, so she reached out and took his chain and led him out of the cage. She smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Let the Holy Lord take off the mask for you. In fact, it is not a bad thing. Although it blocks the Taoism, it can also be protected by the Holy Lord, so that fellow Taoists will not be harmed by this evil place. hurt."
The place where he was imprisoned seemed to be very dangerous. Zhong Sui could always hear various shrill screams and the sound of chewing. But it was very quiet around this woman, and no living thing could get close to her. Logically speaking, she should have a very powerful demonic aura, but Zhong Sui couldn't tell it anyway. He thought about it and suddenly remembered that his Taoism had been isolated by the mask on his face, so he couldn't feel anything except a slight sense of oppression.
Zhong Sui wanted to ask about the current situation, but his voice seemed to be swallowed by something and could not be heard.
The woman saw his intention, so she advised: "If something happens to you, fellow Taoist, you should wait for a while and wait until you get to the temple and see the Holy Master."
He didn't know how long he had been following this man, but there was a sound of water flowing around him, and he heard the woman beside him say loudly: "Zhong Sui has been brought here."
The person who answered was a man with a kind and gentle voice: "Wuxia, you go down first."
Then the covering on Zhong Sui's face was removed, and he saw the full view of the Underworld Temple.
At this time, the Huangquan Temple was brightly lit, and countless silent black-robed demon cultivators stood solemnly on both sides of the main seat. Among them, the demon cultivators on the left had white flowing cloud patterns on the bottom of their robes, while the demon cultivators on the right had red flowing fire on the bottom of their robes. Ornamentation. Their faces were all covered by black ghost masks, the entire mask was sealed without holes, and the mark of Underworld was tattooed on their foreheads.
Since the arrival of the Holy Lord of the Underworld and the release of the Saint of the Demonic Path, the Wuwu Demon Realm has been controlled by the Wangchuan Envoy and the Jichuan Envoy. With the Underworld Temple as the pinnacle, it has been divided layer by layer. Even the heads of the various sects have to obey orders completely. in the temple. The Wangchuan Envoy and the Jichuan Envoy are the ends of the Holy Lord Huangquan's own perception. They cannot speak or see or hear, but they can calmly accept Huangquan's instructions.
The power that was originally divided among the nine sects was concentrated in the hands of Huangquan through the Wangchuan envoy and Jichuan envoy, and the entire Wuwu Demon Realm returned to the situation where Huangquan was dominant one hundred thousand years ago.
The young woman reclining on the seat must be Huang Quan, because she doesn't look like her current race at first glance. en8. She has black horns on her forehead, wings folded behind her back, and her red eyes look extremely aggressive. She was completely naked, with only her long black mist-like hair slightly covering her beautiful body. Zhong Sui just glanced at her and quickly lowered his head.
"Humanity will perish." This was the first thing Huang Quan said to Zhong Sui.
Zhong Sui stood calmly, as steady as a rock, without saying a word.
Huang Quan looked a little careless, but in fact he carefully looked at the direct successor of the Temple of Heaven. If nothing unexpected happened, he should inherit the orthodoxy after the death of the human saint. But this time is different from the past. Shinto will not allow new saints to ascend to the throne. Therefore, even if Zhong Sui becomes the leader of humanity, it will not be possible to pick the fruit of Tao and achieve the holy status.
This kid definitely understands this, but this kind of calmness in him is rare.
Huang Quan looked at him with raised eyebrows and said, "Why don't you say anything? Are you dumb?"
The Demon Saint was standing next to her at the moment. He glanced sideways at the sitting posture of Huang Quan, and then heard her extremely arrogant tone, and suddenly felt that the road to Wuwu Demon Realm might be difficult in the future. Zhong Sui, who was standing in the center of the main hall, was also a little stunned. After all, among the monks he had come into contact with, few of them spoke so harshly.
He said bravely: "Junior has nothing to say."
Huang Quan made a sound, and sat up straight with some boredom. The Demon Saint coughed, and then Zhong Sui lowered his head that he had just raised. Until now, Zhong Sui still hasn't figured out why Mo Dao doesn't wear clothes in such a formal occasion...probably because he ignores the superficial appearance.
"Yes, what's the use of telling you." Huang Quan smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and suddenly said, "I will let you return to the Temple of Heaven, but what happens after that depends on you."
Zhong Sui didn't understand what Huang Quan meant by arresting and releasing him, but he still replied politely: "Thank you, senior."
"Why do you look like a piece of wood?" Huang Quan looked at him with some boredom, but Zhong Sui didn't react at all. She shook her head and said, "I just want to mention that bad things have gotten into Lutian Temple. After you go back be careful."
Zhong Sui frowned slightly, looking a little confused: "Senior, what do you mean?"
Originally, the relationship between the orthodoxy of the demonic path and humanity was not that good. As the leader of the demonic path, Holy Lord Huangquan would not be idle doing things like giving him some advice. However, according to her status, it would not be wrong to say that it was just a fabrication. Too likely.
Huang Quan didn't ridicule him this time. She seemed quite serious: "Did you mention Yun Qing in your files?"
Zhong Sui recalled it carefully, his brows still lingering: "I have never seen it, but the Yan Tiangong archives are as vast as smoke, and it is impossible for juniors to read every one in detail, so it is hard to say whether they have mentioned it or not..."
He spoke rigorously, but Huang Quan didn't have the patience to listen: "To put it bluntly, you just don't know, right?"
Zhong Sui was speechless, and after a moment of silence he said, "Yes."
Huang Quan waved to him, and Zhong Sui stood a little further helplessly. She whispered: "Then I'm telling you now, this guy has deceived the Huangquan Temple before and became the direct disciple of Wuwu Demon Realm... and he used Huang Quan to For the name.”
Zhong Sui felt a little unbelievable. It turned out that the Huang Quan in front of him was not the same person as the one in the Wuwu Demon Realm before. He frowned more and more, and asked suspiciously: "Senior, are you saying that she might have sneaked into the Temple of Heaven now?"
Huang Quan also seemed to have some doubts. She glanced at the Demon Saint, but the other party just shook his head slightly and whispered: "She has completely lost her trace."
Huang Quan pondered for a while and said to Zhong Sui: "It's not that she sneaked into the Temple of Heaven, but we guess that there is a part of her in every Taoist lineage now. This time the humane situation is critical, she is very likely to wait for an opportunity to break in, and Bi Instead of letting her seize the authority of humanity, I am more inclined to let you go."
"...Every Taoist tradition has its own part?" Zhong Sui felt that he knew every word, but he didn't know what it meant when put together.
"After Yun Qing sneaked into the devil's path, he tried hard to resurrect Holy Lord Huang Quan..." Huang Quan's expression was a little gloomy. Zhong Sui saw her long hair wrapped around her pale ankles like a snake, and he asked with some confusion: "Why?"
The Demon Saint finally spoke: "She wants to kill Huang Quan and then gain the most powerful power in the Demonic Orthodoxy."
Zhong Sui felt relieved. He felt that it was not easy to communicate with Huang Quan, so he bowed to the demonic saint: "Forgive me for being stupid, why can she gain Huang Quan's power by killing Huang Quan?"
The demon saint looked a little unpredictable, and he asked: "Do you think there is anything that can gain the other party's power after killing him?"
Zhong Sui felt a chill in his heart. This description was so similar...
Return it to heaven!
When he spoke again, he felt his throat was dry: "No way? The way of heaven is formless and formless..."
Huang Quan burst into laughter. She quickly sat up straight, then suppressed her smile and glared at the Demon Saint: "What's the misleading?"
The Demon Dao Saint looked at Zhong Sui and said calmly: "The Dao of Heaven is one and Daoqi is the second. Huang Quan is already an outsider and is aligned with the Dao of Heaven, so he does not appear above Daoqi. But Yun Qing wants to Using Huang Quan to make up the pieces to fill the gaps in Dao Che, I tried to kill Huang Quan and put this power back into the game. The more Dao Tong died at the hands of this person, the greater the power she accumulated for Dao Che."
Zhong Sui has always been a little confused from the beginning, and the more he listened, the more confused he became. He asked: "But the purpose of attracting the Heavenly Palace is for Tao chess. Isn't it what all Taoists want to do to use Tao chess to control the fate of heaven?" ? Why not let her repair the damage to Daoqi?"
Huang Quan held his head with one hand and mocked: "Naive. Someone has to play Tao chess. Do you think that once things are repaired, the Taoist world will really have a good ending? What if the person who holds the chess directly chooses to destroy all Tao? Complete Daoqi indeed has such power, and looking at Yun Qing's strategizing over the years, she probably wants to use the great merit and great cause and effect of repairing Daoqi to hold the child. She changed her destiny against the will of heaven, and her origin is a mystery. If you entrust Taoist chess to such a person, no one in the Taoist order in the world can agree."
Zhong Sui replied solemnly: "Junior understands, I will investigate carefully when I return to the Temple of Heaven."
"Proceed with caution and don't alert others."
*
At this time, Yun Qing, who was mentioned by Huang Quan, was still struggling to restore the Qing Emperor Seal in the annex.
The surrounding imperial seals emitted a shimmering light, flowing into a hazy band of light in a sea of peach blossoms. They floated aimlessly in the annex, and then were taken by Yun Qing and condensed into a formation.
The Tongtian Divine Vein is a small world of its own, and the annex is covered with divine realm. Under the double partition, it is difficult for Yun Qing to sense the situation outside. She can only devote herself to countless imperial seals. She simply had a helper. Amang's divine power was already close to that of Emperor Qing. In this environment, Yun Qing's ability to perceive the emperor's seal was greatly enhanced.
Her movements were getting faster and faster, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Sometimes she didn't even need to move her hands, she could just tell which imperial seal should be placed where by intuition.
The place is always filled with the slightly sweet fragrance of peach blossoms, the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and even the sunshine has a warm and soft atmosphere. Yun Qing felt that this place was very different from the Li Palace, because in the Li Palace she only saw an empty and lonely palace with a series of ferocious and primitive bronze giant doors. The aura of the gods was very oppressive and heavy, giving people a sense of awe and inviolability. But there is almost no sense of oppression here, and the breath is so comfortable that people want to sleep.
The difference between the palace and the annex is probably the main hall and the back garden.
Yun Qing thought for a while, then gathered her thoughts and quickly repaired the last small part of the back garden.
Amang's claws brought the last piece of Emperor's Seal. Yun Qing reached out to take it, and then pressed it against the gap in the wall. All the imperial seals exuded a faint brilliance, and the brilliance disappeared in a flash. When I looked again, the walls of the entire annex were covered with green vines, and there were a few inconspicuous flowers among the dense green.
Yun Qing pressed his hand on the wall. The Ligong Villa was disconnected from the central axis. If there was no mistake, then the Ligong Villa should be behind this wall now. But she didn't want to go back to the Palace of Departure. She still had a lot of things to do. After finishing these things, the Heavenly Palace should have replaced the Palace of Farewell and stood above the blue clouds.
So this was the last time she saw this ancient temple.
There are no legendary treasures of heaven and earth, no panacea, no secret books of skills, no supreme inheritance. Even the palace walls are made of the oldest and most ordinary stones.
But here is the longest spring and the most beautiful peach blossoms in the world. This is what the god loved.
Yun Qing felt a little tired after doing all this. She raised her head and glanced at the dreamlike scenery around her. Aman put her on his shoulders and took her back along the original route. Along the way, the path is paved with green and fluffy grass, winding around the peach trees, and there are bright spots in the shade of the flowers. Amang flew a little high, and the peach branches above Yun Qing's head hung down, almost within reach.
At the last moment when he stepped out of the bronze door, Yun Qing still couldn't help but look back at the peach tree and sighed: "I don't understand, so what if it blooms so brilliantly, no one has seen it for a hundred thousand years... "
The bronze door slowly closed behind them, leaving only a courtyard full of peach blossoms, enjoying their own splendor and splendor.