Yuanlu world, Tianzhou.
Originally, there was no Tianzhou in the Yuanlu world. However, after Hui Jingming and Yin Xuuge discussed it, and after some work of determining Feng Shui, the new imperial capital was established here, so there was a Tianzhou that was one billion miles long and wide. In the very center, there is Tianjing City.
The sky is full of fragrant wind. Yin Xuege taught his disciples the method of refining the Yellow Turban Warriors. Now his disciples from any sect have refined a large number of Yellow Turban Warriors for their use.
The yellow scarf warriors, who were eight to one hundred feet tall, flew back and forth on the fragrant breeze. With their upper bodies uncovered, revealing their powerful bodies as knotted as red jade, they were carrying all kinds of huge strange stones and city bricks, and were busy building the walls of Tianjing City.
In addition to the nine-layered city wall inside and outside, the countless palaces, pavilions, and mansions in Tianjing City are also gradually taking shape due to the efforts of hundreds of millions of Yellow Turban warriors. Not to mention the mansions that will be used to reward heroes and dignitaries in the future, the imperial city in the middle alone is millions of miles long and wide, and contains thousands of famous gardens, mountains and rivers.
In the imperial city, on the top of the beautiful peak, on the terrace of a high-rise building made of golden sandalwood, Yin Xuege sat cross-legged on a futon, looking at the five divine emperors sitting opposite with a smile. The five God Emperors, three men, two women, were looking around in horror at the powerful yellow scarf warriors who were flying back and forth in the fragrant wind.
As descendants of the puppet clan, they can naturally see that these yellow scarf warriors are also puppet servants made by monks using various rare materials. Compared with the puppet royal family like them, the refining techniques of the Yellow Turban Warriors can be considered crude, but they still have a lot of magical changes. What makes them even more stunned is that the Yellow Turban Warriors don't even have Yang Shou!
As long as the master who refines them is not killed by the three disasters of heaven, earth, and man, these yellow scarf warriors can live freely forever.
Compared with the biggest difficulty faced by their puppet clan now, the five god emperors were naturally shocked by the information Yin Xuege deliberately revealed. They looked at Yin Xuege eagerly. Originally, the Fire God Emperor still had a lot of resentment in his heart and wanted to give Yin Xuege some color. But now, he also carefully put away his original bad temper and looked at him respectfully. Smiling while listening to Yin Xuege.
"At this moment, there should be snow. Green plums make wine and talk about heroes on a snowy night. I have always longed for this scene."
Yin Xuege said an allusion to the Hongmeng world, and the five God Emperors looked at him with big eyes and small eyes, not knowing what he meant.
But as soon as he said it, his disciples had already used his magical powers according to his wishes. Thousands of miles of wind rose from the north, and the fluttering cold wind blew by. The bright clouds in the sky condensed out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, palm-sized crystal snowflakes fell fluttering down.
Standing in the corner of the terrace, holding the dragon-headed crutch with a smile, he looked at the palaces and pavilions that were gradually taking shape around him. Taoist Fengwu, who was thinking about which monastery he would occupy in the future, waved his sleeves and casually walked to a place in front of the tall building. An old pine tree pointed.
The branches of the pine trees swayed for a while, and a few tiny flowers bloomed, and then quickly formed plums the size of mung beans. After a few breaths, tens of thousands of thumb-sized green plums grew on the pine trees.
Youquan and Nuluo laughed and flew by, dropping dozens of green plums casually and pouring them into the vat of wine that Bai Yuzi rolled over with his tail. The corpse god tilted his head, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of crimson corpse fire down the wine vat. Thousands of kilograms of wine in the vat suddenly boiled. The aroma of the wine mixed with the unique fresh aroma of green plums rolled out, making people salivate. .
Picking up the big bowl filled with green plum wine, Yin Xuuge proudly raised the bowl to the five God Emperors.
"Come on, let's have three bowls of wine first. If you have anything you want to say, we can do it slowly!"
The five God Emperors looked at each other. The two God Emperors, the Water God Emperor and the Wood God Emperor, did not move. Only the Fire God Emperor, the Metal God Emperor, and the Earth God Emperor raised the sea bowl, grinned and drank the wine in the bowl carefully. Go down.
“Good wine!”
The Vulcan Emperor squinted his eyes, feeling the strange feeling of the timeless aroma of wine and the fresh aroma of plums rolling in his mouth. He shook his head again and pointed to the old pine tree with tens of thousands of green plums growing out of it.
"Good magical power, good means. But I just can't stand you people in the Taoist sect, relying on your infinite magical power to do whatever you want. There are no pine trees in the world that can grow plums, and there is no family of puppets that can walk freely. It is because of you that the world There are too many things that shouldn’t be there.”
Yin Xuuge put down the wine bowl and looked at the Fire God Emperor with a dark look.
"Without the powerful sages of ancient times, there would be no you. If you are dissatisfied with your current situation, I can make you satisfied."
The Golden God Emperor put his palm on the Fire God Emperor's shoulder and looked at Yin Xuege with a cold expression.
"What do fellow Taoists mean by that?"
Yin Xuuge glanced at the five God Emperors, smiled easily, and flicked the wine bowl on the wine table in front of him. There was a 'ding dong' sound, and the fine blue and white porcelain wine bowl was instantly annihilated, leaving not even a trace of smoke behind.
"If the Emperor of Fire God feels that there should not be pine trees growing green plums in the world, and there should not be a clan of puppets. This is all the fault of us cultivators, then I can correct this mistake. You, the puppet clan, will be destroyed."
The expressions of the five divine emperors changed at the same time. They jumped up and both men and women pointed at Yin Xuege and yelled at her.
"What a loud tone, Yin Xuuge, who do you think you are? Are you the ancient Taoist or Buddha?"
"Hahaha, you want to destroy our divine clan? Even the most holy method cannot do it, just you?"
"You are not afraid that Feng Da will show his tongue and want to destroy our God Clan. How many lackeys are you prepared to kill or injure?"
With a flurry of angry curses, the five great god emperors simultaneously made moves to leave the clouds. The Water God Emperor, who was extremely beautiful and had a faint glow of water all over his body, looked at Yin Xuege mockingly, holding his head high with great pride.
"It seems that there is no need to continue the peace talks. We will rely on our own strength to get back the world-destroying giant Shura. We will continue to join forces with Lan Shuixin. When we eliminate the three most holy families, we will... "
The Water God Emperor's words came to an abrupt end. She felt as if she had seen a ghost. Her pretty face was twisted like a dominatrix. She screamed and jumped a big step back. She was so trembling that she almost sat down on the ground.
Not only the Water God Emperor, but also the other four God Emperors, as well as the dozen or so close ministers they had brought here and who had been standing behind them, were also screaming, as if they were at a loss as a little girl frightened by cockroaches. Hissing and roaring.
Yin Xuege looked at these puppet survivors who claimed to be gods with a smile, and a divine light spurted out from the center of his eyebrows. All the inheritance of the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Dumb Puppet Sect he inherited turned into a soft light, floating quietly in front of him. in front of.
The weapon spirit of the inheritance place of the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Dumb Puppet Sect turned into a little old man no more than six inches tall. He held a writing brush in a "cough cough" sound, blowing his beard and sitting on the soft light with eyes wide open. He smiled maliciously at several God-Emperors.
"I have all the inheritance of the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Mute Puppet Sect here. And after so many years of research and understanding, it is not only the puppet secret skills of the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Mute Puppet Sect, but also the ancient and ancient puppet secrets they collected. , the experiences and secret techniques of making puppets from many schools in ancient times.”
"What you call the gods now, in the final analysis, you are essentially puppets. They are nothing more than ancient powers who used creation methods to create flesh-and-blood bodies similar to human beings, and then imitated human souls and kneaded them into three souls and six souls. In your flesh, you were created."
"No matter which sect your ancestors were created by, you have been intermarrying and reproducing for countless years, but some of the most basic restrictions in your body can never be eliminated. Eliminate those restrictions, and the physical basis of your existence will be there is none left."
Gently caressing the light ball in front of him, in the soft light, many classics of the Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Dumb Puppet Sect emitted immeasurable light, countless complicated and complicated puppet structure drawings, countless strange rune seals, countless magnificent, magical and even Absurd scenes kept flashing in the light.
The five divine emperors and their ministers looked at the scenes flickering in the light in horror. They were scenes that were engraved in their blood and created by their clan. Although countless years have passed, these images have been stubbornly passed down in their blood due to the prohibition of their creator, and are deeply remembered by every generation and every member of the puppet royal family.
In a magnificent hall, in the strangely shaped blood pool, in the endless blood water, there are many blood essences extracted from the bodies of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other divine beasts, in countless double symmetrical spirals, triple symmetrical spirals, eight symmetrical spirals, or odd numbers. The bloodline genes that exist in an asymmetrical spiral are being pieced together together with the incantations recited and the waving handprints of certain figures shrouded in intense light.
In the blood pool, embryos the size of a thumb were gradually developing.
There are figures with the same body hidden in the strong light, attracting thunder from the sky, fire from the earth, storms, and frost. All kinds of strange energy from the sky and the earth are constantly bombarded into these thumb-sized flesh and blood embryos, and are engraved on every gene of the embryo. It represents a rune that represents some special energy of heaven and earth.
So as time passed slowly, men and women who were tall, handsome or strong and graceful walked out of the blood pool one after another with expressionless faces. Their bodies took shape, but they were artificial bodies, and they had no souls.
Without souls, they are just dead objects. Although they can obey orders to fight or perform various tasks, they are just dead objects, no different from those metal and earthen puppets such as wooden horses and cows that can move.
So those ancient powerful men either killed dragons or slayed phoenixes. They extracted the souls of those divine beasts, separated their souls, and began to study the composition of the souls of these divine beasts.
(End of chapter)