"If that's the case, then you're just daydreaming if you want me to break the seal for you..."
After saying that, he looked up at the sky and said, "It must be Hongri who is dreaming!"
The corner of his mouth raised with a hint of disdain, looking at the brush above his head, and suddenly remembered that he also knew Maoshan Taoism, and could draw talismans in the void, although they were only the most basic spells.
Little did he know that his every move at this moment would be met with scolding from the man in the mountains.
The man was none other than the man in green robe who had led him here before, and he was also the one who was stepped into the ground by the Zombie King in the scene.
At this moment, above the sky, a huge brush was suspended in the air, dropping wisps of ink-colored light, blocking Feng Qingyang's way forward. Now, he had nowhere to retreat and could only move forward.
However, how could he be a spineless person? He snorted in his heart, his magic power surged, and he raised his fist to move upwards, but at the moment he was about to move, the beast in his arms suddenly raised its tail and shook it.
"Do you want me to not act rashly?" Feng Qingyang was stunned, and immediately retracted his aura. He looked upwards intently, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind. While he was thinking, the ground began to shake.
Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound was heard, and a hundred feet in front of him, at the edge of the mountain, the ground suddenly cracked open, and a faint light emanated from the crack.
Then, a huge stone tablet slowly emerged from it, one section at a time. After a while, it was finally completely revealed and stood on the edge of the mountain, like an epitaph of an ancient tomb.
Feng Qingyang turned around, his eyes shining, and stared at the stone tablet in front of him. There were lines of small characters engraved on it, which seemed to be ancient manuscripts, and each word revealed the charm of vicissitudes.
The stone tablet was entirely green in color, with some fresh soil on top. Its ancient and weathered aura matched the ancient meaning of the tablet.
But at this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly moved forward slowly. He looked at the stone tablet with his eyes, but his feet began to move. Although the speed was not fast, if he continued like this, he would be able to reach the stone tablet in less than an incense stick of time.
"The meaning of Maoshan... is to punish evil and promote good... God has pity on the world... and teaches the way of Taoism to the world... With one stroke of the pen, God can seal! Can behead! Can suppress! Can kill!"
Faint calls came to my ears, as if they were the words engraved on the stone tablet, which seemed to be telling its origin.
"Can it be suppressed? Can it be killed?"
He muttered to himself, repeating these two sentences. As he opened his mouth, the weather suddenly changed color, the dark red sky changed again, and a sense of solemnity and murderousness appeared in an instant.
That murderous intent seemed to follow the Way of Heaven and the will of Heaven. Heaven wants to kill, and it has to kill. Who can stop it? Anyone who tries to stop it is fighting against Heaven and Earth. Going against Heaven will inevitably be destroyed by Heaven.
Moreover, within that powerful murderous intent, there actually existed an even more violent intention of suppression. It seemed that first he would suppress and then kill. With the blessing of Heaven, who could contend with him
At this moment, Feng Qingyang spoke slowly again. His red hair was flying behind him like surging blood, floating in the sky.
His eyes were a little dazed, but he was staring straight at the stone tablet in front of him. The snow-white thing in his arms also instantly calmed down at this moment, but it was not like Feng Qingyang. On the contrary, its pair of watery eyes were filled with strange light.
It didn't make any noise or even move. It just stayed quietly in Feng Qingyang's arms, curled up with its big furry tail hanging casually.
"It can be sealed!"
Boom!
Just as he pronounced the word "can be sealed", the aura of heaven and earth changed again, the murderous intent disappeared in an instant, and then, an even stronger sense of sealing emerged.
The meaning of "seal" can seal the heaven and earth!
"This is!"
At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly came back to his senses. When he woke up, he was shocked to find that he was almost approaching the edge of the stone tablet, and the two were only a few feet apart.
He could even smell the smell of soil coming from the stone tablet. He could also see clear lines on it, rows of boys, but he could only see one row clearly.
If you look further down, you can only see a hazy scene shrouded by an inexplicable force. If you try to peek in forcefully, you will feel a stinging sensation in your eyes.
Feng Qingyang had disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, looking so scary. However, he didn't know that behind the stone tablet, inside the mountain, there was a secret room. In the secret room, a man in a green robe was sitting upright. His face was red and his neck was thick, and he was cursing at Feng Qingyang.
At this moment, he no longer had the calm expression he had before, instead, a look of anxiety appeared on his face.
He was the one who was sealed by the Zombie King. He had previously called himself the Shura King of the sixth level to Feng Qingyang, but at this moment, even if Feng Qingyang was a fool, he would understand that this was not the Shura King at all. This so-called sixth level of the Shura battlefield was nothing more than a seal.
"This should be the end of the Dharma era in recent times." After cursing for a while, he suddenly stopped shouting and just stared blankly at Feng Qingyang, looking at his bloodshot eyes.
"If he hadn't opened the stone tablet this time, I would probably have been suppressed alive by the power of heaven again, just like what my old friend said, and would have died."
He sighed in his heart, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant. However, at this moment, he actually began to age, as if he sensed the presence of someone from the outside world, thus reinforcing his mortality.
"This can be considered my good luck. I was sealed here, immortal and indestructible. I am afraid that among the people of that era, I am the only one who has survived to this day. I don't know what kind of world we live in now."
He muttered to himself, then stood up. As he swayed, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly descended from the secret room and struck the green-robed man below.
But he did not dodge or evade, allowing the divine thunder to hit him. At that moment, he instantly aged countless years, and turned from a young man into an old man in an instant.
He looked up ahead and murmured, "Is it speeding up?"
In the outside world, Feng Qingyang's eyes were dull at this time. He looked at the boy above, then turned to look at the huge brush above the sky.
"Suppress! Kill! Seal! The small words on the stone tablet clearly show how to use those three words. Could it be... Could this be my chance?"
He was shocked beyond words. If this was an opportunity, then it came too suddenly. In fact, he had always had a regret in his heart, that is, he had understood the Void Drawing Talisman, but could not use it.
If he could comprehend this stone tablet, not to mention other things, just the power of heaven and earth mobilized by suppressing, sealing, and killing would be enough for him to dominate the world of cultivation.
"God has really treated me well!"