Could it be that the Xuanwu Pendant is the key to opening this painting door? Meng Qi touched the Xuanwu Pendant that had been corroded by the Yin Qi, and this thought suddenly came to his mind. Dingdian Novel, 23x
There were many thoughts on whether to try in front of Doumu's interview or to leave and return secretly. Meng Qi immediately made a decision, that is, try now.
Firstly, I don’t know what will be behind the door, and I may not be able to solve it myself. It will be much safer with Doumu Yuanjun here. Secondly, Lao Zhong may have quietly released the news before entering the Yin Temple. It won’t take long for the people of Shinhwa to rush in. Come, when the time comes, I will work hard to make wedding clothes for others.
Anyway, the origin of Xuanwu Pei can be pushed back to the time when he obtained the relevant classics of Wuyou Valley.
Fairy Ye, this junior has a jade pendant that seems to fit the depression very well. Meng Qi said.
He didn't mention the origin, leaving Ye Yuqi to guess.
Ye Yuqi glanced at the jade pendant engraved with the Xuanwu symbol in Meng Qi's hand. He didn't ask any questions, but just nodded and let Meng Qi try it out.
Walking to the stone wall, Meng Qi calmed down and calmed down. The inner scene merged with the sky and the earth, and he felt with all his strength. A series of vicissitudes of sound suddenly sounded in his ears and heart, floating in circles. It was difficult to hear the specific content clearly. He could only hear the slight sound of water rushing in it, and the light was hidden in it. When I hear it, I feel like Yama is asking for my life, and black and white are seducing me.
Meng Qi said solemnly.
Ye Yuqi walked to his side, remained silent and said: "The message will last forever."
Should I open it? Meng Qi struggled for a while. If Huang Quan, the ancient power, was waiting for someone to open the painting door, then the joke would be big.
But there were no traces of Zhenwu in any of the places he passed just now, and there was no secret room on the side roads. If he wanted to advance the series of tasks, it seemed that he could only open this door.
An eternity has passed, and Huang Quan is either lingering or turning into ashes. What is there to fear? Meng Qi gritted his teeth and put the Xuanwu Pendant into the depression.
He holds a knife in his right hand. Liu Huo slung his arm around his waist and took a step back, waiting for the result.
The turtle and snake are intertwined, which is Xuanwu. The jade pendant that has been severely corroded by Yin Qi fits perfectly with the depression.
Suddenly, streaks of dark light emerged from the black water, and the turtles and snakes seemed to come to life, with a majestic aura, vast and deep like an endless ocean.
The Xuanwu Pendant emits clear blue light, getting brighter and brighter. It was extremely dazzling until it made a crisp sound and shattered into powder. The door outline painted on the wall was clear and sharp, and it had become a real door.
Meng Qi stretched his left hand forward and pushed hard. The stone door opened back without any weight, revealing the scene inside.
The red mist is thick. Like condensed water droplets, it covers everything and makes it difficult to see clearly.
Meng Qi picked up his sword and stepped in together with Ye Yuqi. I just feel that my senses are obscured, my mind is dusty, Gao Miao's vicissitudes of voice keeps ringing in my ears, and my soul is wavering one after another. It seems to be washed by the water of Huangquan.
His acupoints opened, the sun, golden crows and stars flew in chaos, and the heavens were high above. The Yuanshen resides in the beginning, and the immortal Yuanshi phase appears internally, barely suppressing the body and mind.
There were constant whispers in his ears, as if there were ghost voices. Meng Qi was covered in red mist, as if he was carrying a huge weight of water, walking forward step by step, while the starlight behind Ye Yuqi turned into drifting snow, swirling into nebulae, bright and dreamy, making The red mist can't get in, it's relaxing and comfortable.
After walking for a while, the place where the red mist had condensed into water waves appeared in their eyes. They wrapped a black coffin.
The coffin seemed to be very heavy, causing cracks on the gray ground. Black mist surged inside, but it was difficult to break through the red waves.
Meng Qi was startled at first, guessing Huang Quan's condition, and his eyes suddenly froze because he saw a line of ancient seal inscriptions engraved in front of the coffin:
The Yellow Spring of Zhenwu Town is here
As expected, it was the Dangmo Tianzun. Ye Yuqi said softly.
As powerful as she was, she subconsciously lowered her voice at this time, as if she was afraid of waking up the suppressed Huang Quan.
Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, finally finding some traces of Zhenwu.
The two of them took a few steps forward, and their pupils shrank violently at the same time, because at some point a small gap opened in the coffin lid.
The feeling of coldness and numbness in the scalp reappeared in Meng Qi's body, countless speculations emerged, and all kinds of horrors emerged.
The dharma image behind Ye Yuqi rotated slower and slower, becoming so powerful that it filled the void. She quickened her pace and quickly walked to the front of the black coffin.
Meng Qi had always had the temperament of a bachelor. He gritted his teeth, gripped the sword tightly and went over. He penetrated with his spirit and sensed the situation inside from the small gap.
A blood-yellow river flows silently, and the rolling waves are also silent. Countless souls are floating up and down, and their eyes are confused. A similar scene that has forgotten the past appeared in Meng Qi's mind, which shocked his soul, making it difficult to maintain his state of mind, and his feelings were immediately blurred.
After regaining his energy, Meng Qi's alertness rose to the highest level. He stretched out his long knife, inserted it into the gap, and pried it hard. The coffin lid made a heavy sound and retreated to the side.
Looking as far as the eye could see, there was a layer of blood-yellow aura filling the coffins, but there was nothing underneath them.
Huang Quan had long since escaped. Meng Qi whispered to himself.
At this moment, he felt something inside the mustard ring hit the four walls, and there was something strange.
What happened? Meng Qi carefully probed into the spirit and found that it was the mysterious hand bone obtained from Lao Zhong. It was white hidden in the darkness. It seemed to have been stolen from the Impermanent Sect of Life and Death.
He thought for a moment and took out the hand bone.
Suddenly, a blood-yellow aura surged over, and the hand bones sucked water like a whale, absorbing all of them.
Let me go, it can't be Huang Quan's hand bone. Where did the Wuchang Sect of Life and Death get it from? Meng Qi's little heart beat violently.
The blood-yellow aura quickly disappeared without a trace, and the hand bones returned to normal. They were still ordinary hand bones, no matter how hard Meng Qi tried, he couldn't find any abnormalities.
Ye Yuqi frowned lightly: Could it be that the Wuchang Sect of Life and Death inherited the Taoism of Huang Quan
She also had some suspicion that it was Huang Quan's hand bone.
Thinking of the living dead of the Impermanence Sect and the living dead in the Zhenwu Suspicious Tomb, Meng Qi vaguely felt that it was not that simple. He shook his hand bones for a while, but there was no other movement.
Looking at the coffin again, it was completely empty. It began to rot from the inside and soon turned into mud.
Meng Qi bared his teeth, put away his hand bones, held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, and took another step.
After walking for a while, a rock wall appeared in front, with a door also painted on it. It's still a tortoise and a snake entangled.
In front of the door, there was a small flag, dark in color, with red mist emitting, and the sound of water rushing around.
Next to the small black flag was a piece of tortoise shell, which seemed to have seal characters engraved on it.
Wouldn't the entire red mist spread over this small flag? Meng Qi looked at the tortoise shell and recognized the seal characters on it.
Before he could see clearly, Ye Yuqi read out:
Things have changed, and I still have a glimmer of hope to find that elusive road, but I may not be able to return here. I have no time to deal with evil thoughts, and I am worried that they will cause harm to the world in the future, so I leave the Xuanshui flag here. If anyone comes after you and see this article, please hold the flag to get rid of the remaining evil thoughts. The old Taoist Zhenwu will be the leader.
Emperor Zhenwu did not leave any trace of the location of the Suspicion Tomb. He seemed to have calculated that anyone who could see this article must be holding the Xuanwu Pendant that he deliberately left in the Suspicion Tomb. No need to say more.
Meng Qi was very excited when he heard it. He stared at the little flag and saw an indescribable word on the front and back of the flag, although he couldn't read it. But I can miraculously feel their meaning:
slut
This should be the Xuan Shui Demon Flag, which was rumored to have been destroyed by the Dark Sea Sword. Ye Yuqi was a little confused.
Looking again and carefully, Meng Qi found that the black flag was full of cracks. I suspect it will be completely reimbursed in less than two or three uses.
Perhaps Demon Dang Tianzun was simply repaired and placed here. After a long period of time erosion and breath leakage, it became like this. Meng Qi was not disappointed at all. As long as it works
He calmed down, walked to the Xuanshuidang Demon Flag, and saluted solemnly:
The younger generation, who has received the Xuanwu Pendant and is here, will sincerely and sincerely get rid of the evil thoughts of the Heavenly Lord.
After saluting, Meng Qi reached out to pull out the flag. His tentacles were cold and he pulled it up without much effort.
As soon as the flag was in his hands, the red mist rolled around him, like boiling water, like the sea surface coming in a storm. The same was true for the entire red mist. Every old monster was frightened, not knowing what had happened.
And Meng Qi held the mysterious water demon flag with exposed aura, which was set off as extraordinary, almost giving the feeling of coercion to all worlds.
Feeling its breath, the painted door on the wall emits light.
The clues left behind by Zhenwu are found, and the fourth step of the series of tasks is completed.
The fifth step of the mystery of Zhenwu's fall is to return to Zhenwu's Suspicious Tomb, get rid of the evil thoughts, and get the possible whereabouts of Zhenwu from the evil thoughts.
Qiyao Evil God followed the gatekeeper into the cave, and after twists and turns, he slowly went deep into the ground, and the red mist began to thicken.
After walking for a while, he saw the gatekeeper stop and see a dead end in front of him.
There is a graffiti-like door painted on the gray-white stone wall at the end of the dead end, resembling a turtle or a snake, but nothing else.
This is it. The janitor was full of resentment.
Qiyao Evil God carefully inspected it and found that he couldn't beat it no matter what. Even if he tried his best, he would just sink into the sea and merge into the red mist waves.
it's useless. The gatekeeper sighed. At first, I could occasionally hear the roar of lions and high-pitched human voices coming from inside. Later, only human voices were left.
His anklet extended behind the stone door.
Qiyao Evil God paced back and forth, frowning and thinking, and suddenly felt the red mist boiling, and something strange appeared again.
Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly froze and his pupils shrank violently, because he saw the painted door on the stone wall flashing with mysterious light, opening it slightly, and then came out a terrifying aura that made his body and mind tremble, and a tall black shadow seemed to emerge.
The mighty Qiyao Evil God turned around and ran away without even thinking.
The gatekeeper was also frightened and wanted to follow the flight, but found that the iron chain was suppressed by the terrifying aura and could not be extended.
Brother Qiyao called out loudly, praying for help, but the Evil God Qiyao disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The gatekeeper looked back in horror, and saw the painted door opening wider and wider, and a figure stepping out, his breath pressing into the void, majestic.
Spare, spare, he blurted out subconsciously.
Suddenly, his voice paused, because the figure walking out of the painting door stopped in front of him, wearing a white robe, with a cold temperament, and holding a long red jade sword that seemed to have flames flowing around it.
It's you, he said in shock, who are you
Before, I felt completely like a tall person.
Meng Qi had already put away the Xuanshui Demon Flag and looked at the gatekeeper with a smile: We meet again.
The gatekeeper didn't know how to answer and could only remain silent.
Tell me, why are you guarding this place? Meng Qi asked smoothly.
The gatekeeper repeated what he told Qiyao Evil God.
Could it be that the nagging young Taoist priest is one of the Taoists of Destiny? Meng Qi frowned: What is he nagging about
What is waiting for the destined one, what am I, who is my gatekeeper trying to remember.
Who am I? Who am I? Meng Qi looked solemn as he thought of the calligraphy painting he got from Dongyang Beppu.
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