Biquan Mountain, the ruins of the big tree at the headquarters of the Alien Control Bureau, many formations... All kinds of wood carvings, clay sculptures, or stone statues of female statues have sprung up one after another after a night of spring breeze.
She seemed to have to carefully wash away the dust and freshen up before she was willing to make her grand finale and show her hole cards.
"I think I may be dazzled," Gu Yuexi, who has clairvoyant eyes, said in a low voice, "But... the expressions of those portraits seem to be changing."
The statue's smile became more and more obvious. At first it was a dignified smile, and she could pretend to be a goddess who could not eat fireworks. Not long after she was unearthed, she couldn't hold back her original appearance—the slightly raised corners of her mouth looked like petals. The face bloomed, the dignity was gone, and a ghostly ghost climbed up that face.
"Wait, I have another question," Xiao Zheng said, "When were these statues buried? Why are the materials inconsistent? It's not my obsessive-compulsive disorder... I just want to know whether this is an individual behavior or an organized one." ?”
Xuan Ji also frowned, his mind was still upside down in the lingering dream, and suddenly fell into the narrow bronze tripod, a little unable to react, couldn't help but clenched Sheng Lingyuan's hand—that hand was in the illusion just now, It was obviously warmed by him, and the cold will get worse. So he put Sheng Lingyuan's hand into his bosom, and squeezed it once and for all: "Not just anyone's statue has spirits."
The reason why the statue of Suzaku was able to turn into Danli and do things everywhere was based on prerequisites—the god of Nanming warded off evil spirits, and all ethnic groups worshiped divine birds since the Kaimeng period. There were temples of Suzaku everywhere. Only after hundreds of thousands of years of offerings can the incarnation be possible.
But what are these
Could it be that the princess or Meng Xia quietly organized a cult dedicated to the statue of the goddess? Just three thousand years, how big is the scale to make the wooden and stone statue come to life
The so-called "worship power" is not something that can be used for anything, or it is something that has spirits—such as some artifacts, swords with spirits, etc. The spirits inside may be weak at the beginning, unable to move, and unable to move. Communicate with the outside world, but by being enshrined for a long time, you can gain some extra power and produce a certain degree of entity.
The statues carved from wood and stone are mortal things in themselves, and the conditions for producing a "spirit" from "out of nothing" by enshrining are much stricter.
First of all, the prototype must be qualified enough, the Suzaku statue is fine, and the Bi Fang peacock and the like are almost meaningless, otherwise those Internet celebrity cats "worshiped" by the whole world would have ruled the earth long ago.
Secondly, the archetype must have made a great wish, or encountered a catastrophe, and have an obsession that is unmatched in the world—at least the level of death and family destruction, and ancestral graves being dug up.
Finally, and most importantly, there must be enough people to enshrine, at least a household name for thousands of years. It cannot be the scale of a small MLM organization that the authorities have never heard of.
For five thousand years, gods are like living beings, but Danli is alone, which is even rarer than ancient innate spirits.
Although the princess has the blood of Suzaku, she is not a member of the bird tribe who guards Chiyuan. Apart from drunkenness and sowing dissension, I have never heard of her doing anything beneficial to society. Strictly speaking, she is not qualified. She is not lacking in unsurpassed obsessions, but both the princess and Meng Xia have passed away for thousands of years. Where can I find so many people enshrining her idol? Who organized it
At this time, Sheng Lingyuan suddenly sighed softly: "I see."
Xiao Zheng and Xuan Ji said in unison: "What?"
"I finally know what Meng Xia has been doing during the four years of her escape - if I'm not mistaken, these statues of hers were modified from the statue of Suzaku." Sheng Lingyuan's voice was very soft. The illusion spanning more than three thousand years, this will seem to be exhausted, even reluctant to speak, "Look at that wooden statue, it is clean, it has been buried in the ground for so many years, it is spotless, but the cuffs of the statue have There is a trace of burning... that should be left when I ordered people to burn the Suzaku Temple."
The destruction of the Suzaku statues throughout the country coincided with the time when Meng Xia fled.
Danli is the incarnation of the statues of Suzaku, summoned by the princess as a sacrifice, and his source of life is those statues. Afterwards, Danli and Renhuang, a pair of mentors and apprentices, worked together in the same boat and finished fighting in the same room, and they lost both sides in the fight. She then used the shadow person Meng Xia to recycle and carve the statue of Suzaku into her own face... just like she "swallowed" the statue of Suzaku Same.
"Wait, second-hand materials, empty gloves to worship," Xuan Ji was dumbfounded, "What kind of show operation is this?"
Sheng Lingyuan sighed: "Hasn't she always used this trick? Thirty-six tricks, one trick of 'borrowing a knife to kill' is perfect, this life is enough."
When she sneaked into the human race back then, the princes of the old capital were fascinated by her, and encouraged Emperor Ping to send troops to Chiyuan, provoking decades of melee. Unexpectedly, he was betrayed by the demon king halfway, Ping Emperor died in battle, the human race fell apart, and the demon king ruled the world. Since then, the two clans have lost her place to stand, so she didn't come forward, used the forbidden technique to give birth to the statue of Suzaku, and generously sacrificed the "accident" in her belly, refined it into a demon and left it to the clan, and killed the demon king for revenge.
As long as the demon king dies, it is destined that Renhuang and Danli will turn against each other.
Leaving aside that it is impossible for Dan Li to let the leader of the group of demons go unruled, it is also impossible for the Ninth Five Lord to obey a paranoid statue. Even if they are not that strong, Danli wants to kill non-human races and destroy Chiyuan, and Tianmo himself is a mixed blood, and Chiyuan is the source of his devilish energy. These two don't need external force to provoke them at all, they can turn the world upside down by themselves.
As long as Sheng Lingyuan is not lacking in foresight, he will smash the Suzaku temples everywhere. Meng Xia can recover the statue without any effort, and take the enshrined power of the Suzaku statue as her own—that is what she summoned by using herself as a sacrifice, and when the scuffle is over, she will have to bring her own It's not a loss at all to ask for it back!
Xuan Ji smiled wryly and said, "Lingyuan, to be honest, are you your family's 'intelligence low'?"
The love is deep and long, and there are so many innocent and passionate thoughts, while controlling Chiyuan, while calming the world, with the wind knife and frost sword inserted in the back, I lost myself completely.
Could it be that everyone can only have one-third of the thickness, and fools who are not merciless have no choice but to die
Sheng Lingyuan pushed his forehead to the side: "I don't dare to take it, but you are the smarter one among the noble flat-haired people."
Xuan Ji: "So why did her filmmaker Meng Xia steal my body?"
Xiao Zheng got goosebumps all over his body: "Can you two stop adding to the scary atmosphere?"
Sheng Lingyuan: "Ask her."
"Who… "
"Hey," Xuan Ji's voice fell, and a soft female voice suddenly flowed from all directions along the bronze tripod. The gurgling voice seemed to be able to penetrate the eardrums and flow directly into people's hearts, making people shudder. With just a soft sigh, she wished she could dig out her wealth and life and give it to the owner of the voice. She said, "Poor Tong, poor child, I have never lived a day in my clan."
This sound was heard not only on the bronze tripod, but also everywhere with statues.
"Chiyuan's power is innate. The Suzaku family was born in Chiyuan, and they were originally a part of Chiyuan," the female voice said softly, "From the nine tamers of the Jiao people to his own silly shadow man, they all thought that they had swallowed them all." Suzaku can get Chi Yuan, how ridiculous."
"Nine Taming" is the name of the demon king. Sheng Lingyuan asked: "So, after the Suzaku clan was wiped out, the power of Chiyuan has always fallen on their only remaining Tianling."
The female voice paused for a moment, as if observing him carefully through the bronze tripod, the magma rubbed gently outside the bronze tripod, making a small voice: "Is your nickname 'Lingyuan'... Heh, the name of the old thief Danli It's really bad intentions to get up, you are very like me."
Xuan Ji blew up on the spot, but was held down by Sheng Lingyuan—although he was not ruthless enough to seem out of tune with their family, but if he didn't want to take it to heart, he could fall on deaf ears. With this emotion, Sheng Lingyuan didn't even twitch his brows: "Thank you, my praise - back then, the Demon King, like that green radish, thought he had obtained Chiyuan, but in fact he had an illusion through empathy with the Suzaku clan. No wonder then When the Heavenly Demon Sword Spirit was young, he would always be disturbed by Chi Yuan's resentment in his dreams."
"Little poor." The distant female voice sighed like singing, "The remains of a living being become a weapon, and the remains are corpses, but this remains of a heavenly spirit is still tied with the authority of Chiyuan, which is the great way, higher than the principle of life and death , so although it rots, it will not die... This secret, I am afraid that only those who have seen this remains know, you should thank me, if the secret of the Suzaku bone is revealed, the world will still be fighting for this bone for 10,000 years."
Xuan Ji: "Dan Li is the statue of Suzaku, doesn't he know?"
"It doesn't matter if he knows?" The female voice laughed like a silver bell, "The skeleton is in my hand. He can't find the whereabouts of the skeleton, and he doesn't dare to look for it with great fanfare."
Xuan Ji didn't think about it for a while—if Danli left his last words to let Sheng Lingyuan know that the real remains of Tianling were in Meng Xia's hands, then after Danli died and Meng Xia showed up for the first time, Sheng Lingyuan would never put Biquan Mountain down. The remains of Meng Xia were negligent in the past, and it would not be three thousand years later to find out what tricks Meng Xia was doing.
He just wanted to ask, Sheng Lingyuan had already heard this idea through the common sense: "What are you thinking? What he wants to guard against is me. He would rather smash the corpse into ten thousand pieces than let the remains of Suzaku fall into my hands."
Xuan Ji: "But doesn't he want to renew the blood of Suzaku? Even if the life-changing device is irreversible, I can't return to my real body. With this skeleton, Chi Yuan can control it, and we can slowly..."
Why did the Heavenly Demon Sword shatter so badly? Why should there be no place for all ethnic groups? Why should Lingyuan be pushed to a dead end
Xuan Ji clenched Sheng Lingyuan's hand with a "crack".
Sheng Lingyuan turned to him with a bit of astonishment, and after a while, couldn't help laughing: "Who and you are 'us'?"
Xuan Ji was furious, and almost performed "Where is the trouble in the sea" in the depths of his sea of consciousness: "You old devil took enough advantage of me in the illusion, and your wings were scratched and bald by you. It's going to be messy..."
When he said this, he suddenly realized something, and his voice stopped abruptly.
"They practice demons to be sharp blades, not to make me live forever and be the emperor there endlessly. When the bird is gone, the bow can be hidden," Sheng Lingyuan said to him calmly and in sympathy, "If I were Dan Li, So will I."
The demon is immortal, if the remains of the Suzaku fall into his hands, what is the difference between the human emperor and the demon king
The evil energy of the demon comes from Chiyuan, if Chiyuan is handed over to him, wouldn't that mean putting mice in the rice vat? He can never forget his original intention for a hundred years, but what about two hundred years? What about three hundred years? Who can guarantee? Who will control him... Is it a bet on his true love for a sword
Who would believe "truth"
Oh, the young Tonghui.
So Dan Li wouldn't tell him anything. Telling him was tantamount to telling Sheng Lingyuan that the little sword spirit three thousand years ago couldn't even hide a fart.
Sheng Lingyuan took a look at Xuan Ji, and after three thousand years, it was still half a beat away. No wonder Suzaku was eliminated in the first round of the melee at the beginning of the melee.
He smiled: "Dan and I are inseparable, and we don't trust each other, so I gave you the opportunity to be a shadow person. Your Highness has reaped the lure beautifully."
"Where," the female voice in the statue sneered, "it's Danli's plan. Back then, I returned to the world with the statue of the Suzaku statue. The totem of the Suzaku was only one stroke away. Meng Xia was not doing well, so he was plotted by the old thief Danli. The result fell short.”
"If Meng Xia is not so anxious for a while, and hide for a few more years, when I die, no one will remember her. Then she will do whatever she wants," Sheng Lingyuan said, "Why is she jumping out in such a hurry?"
The female voice in the bronze cauldron laughed and did not answer.
"Ah, I know, it's because of Chi Yuan, right?" Sheng Lingyuan said softly, "When Dan Li died, I had already sealed Chi Yuan, and since then Chi Yuan's fire has been weaker every year, so Meng Xia can't wait , because the most important part of your plan is to use Chiyuanhuo—you occupy the statue of Suzaku and usurp the position of the god, but you are not willing to be resurrected like this. Like Dan Li, you don’t even have a face in your life, and you are afraid that others will burn you every day The statue of Suzaku—no, you are not as good as him, after all, the statue of Suzaku was worshiped spontaneously by the people back then, but yours is... "
Xuan Ji immediately answered: "The number of second-hand houses that have come here is limited."
Sheng Lingyuan: "So you want to use that demon king and shadow man to touch Chiyuan."
Xuan Ji spread her hands: "The two hundred and five are still turned off."
The female voice in the statue said: "Poor little girl, the demons are dancing wildly, can you really be the seal of Chiyuan for a long time?"
Xuan Ji: "Why don't we compare, will Chi Yuan catch fire first, or should we burn your statue first? Old Xiao—"
But before Xiao Zheng could respond, the whole Biquan Mountain began to vibrate. At the same time, the field workers at each scene sent back emergency alarms at the same time, and the sacrificial rites around the statues began to flow!
"Back, back, back!"
All the people who approached the statue were knocked out by a blast of air at the same time, the man-made reverberation equipment was cut off, the helicopter was swept everywhere by Shuofeng, the ground suddenly cracked, and the Suzaku totem was connected along every eye. , the flame-colored streamer swaggered past, pouring into Biquan Mountain from all directions.
Xiao Zheng heard Gu Yuexi exclaim: "Gong Chenggong!"
With a start, he raised his binoculars, and saw a dazzling figure hanging in the air on the crack of the ground where no living thing could approach, as if he was stepping on a magnetic levitation under his feet.
Gong Chenggong raised his head and glanced at the field staff who were thrown off their feet by the strong wind from a distance, and then he spread his arms. A cloud of blue smoke came out from above his head and floated up into the air unsteadily. A face exactly like the statues appeared in the smoke. Everyone on the helicopter saw the smile on that face, and then she jumped into it. In the cracks of the ground, the smoke merged into the streamer.
A body of "Gong Chenggong" was left hanging in the air, shrinking rapidly, and became a mummy on the spot.
As soon as the helicopter trembled, the crow flew out along with it, and a wing fell on Director Xiao's forehead.
Xuan Ji: "Give me a little bit of confidence, brothers! I'm so awesome!"
I heard the female voice in the statue laughing loudly: "My son Lingyuan, you are such a smart baby, I sent Chiyuan a fire, but didn't this happen—"