As the reincarnation of the Wusheng Old Mother, that is, the reincarnation of the Golden Emperor and the Queen Mother of the West, Gu Xiaosang has inherited most of his memories whether he likes it or not. It is not too difficult to understand that he can find another safe entrance to Yaochi and set foot in the Queen Mother's residence. As long as she doesn't deceive her mind, comes out of the palace, and tries to conquer the magic weapon fragments in Yaochi, the danger is not great. ,
But why is there still a figure left, like a statue
Meng Qi's escape light suddenly accelerated, following the core fragment of the Haotian Mirror and throwing it towards the palace belonging to the Golden Emperor.
The statue of the Emperor of Heaven looked down majestically to all directions. The fairy jade box under the seat glowed with a gentle and gentle light. The ancient time knife inside was not abnormal at all and was still sleeping deeply.
Han Guang, with his hands empty, was caught in the killing array, his eyes fixed, as if he did not expect such a result.
Whether it's following or rejecting, there should be some reaction.
This statement is a secret that I have obtained through hardships. It is definitely the most popular news in the world, and it is related to the Time Knife itself. Why does it not even respond at all
Sitting cross-legged in front of the altar table, Taoist Xu's right hand suddenly reached back, and his quiet and gentle temperament suddenly became majestic. As soon as he reached back, he tightly grasped the long knife that seemed to have been condensed over time.
The Time Knife took the initiative to put the handle of the knife into his palm
There was a hint of ridicule in Taoist Xu's eyes, and he pulled out the Time Knife from behind and struck forward.
The magician Han Guang, the mythical Emperor of Heaven, and the Heavenly Sect have been waiting for you for more than ten years.
I don’t know how many generations of people have been in charge of the Time Knife, but they still have a bit of incense.
Time is like water, flowing invisibly between heaven and earth, extinguishing the Buddha, incarnating immortal gods, extinguishing the stars, bidding farewell to the universe, and many powerful people. Many things that seemed to last forever were eventually lost to time and dissipated in the illusory river of time.
Sparkling light reflected in Han Guang's eyes, and he only had time to push out a palm, a palm that had many things in common with this sword, a palm that enveloped everything like water.
All things in the world, the stars and the universe, Taoism and martial arts, all things in the world and potential laws are all caused by fate. Variations due to causes and conditions, cannot remain unchanged forever, and will eventually be destroyed. This is the impermanence of the world, the truly unchanging state. Stars will turn into black holes, and black holes will be destroyed with the demise of the universe. The universe is vast and boundless, and if we do not grasp it, The mystery of high-level void. Relying on speed alone, even the gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints would not be able to cross it in their lifetime, but even in such a universe, it is impossible to escape impermanence.
And everything is impermanent. Start with time
This palm is the Heavenly Emperor’s version of the eighth form of the Tathagata Divine Palm:
All things are impermanent
In silence, the passage of time meets the impermanence of time, and the surroundings are almost frozen. In Han Guang's eyes, he can only see pictures that appear and disappear strangely. Then the senses seem to be lost.
In a city, a middle-aged scribe led a handsome and cute little boy and walked towards the underground secret passage of his house.
The little boy was only six or seven years old. He is only of average height for a child of his age, but his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is like jade, and he walks with a somewhat commanding but not angry temperament. He seems to have received a good education and has a high status.
The middle-aged scribe walked leisurely and gracefully. When he arrived at the door of the secret passage, he suddenly paused and looked at the little boy with a smile:
Inside are your brothers, sisters, and sisters. You guys have a good exchange of feelings. I hope you will still be alive in seven days. My teacher is very optimistic about you.
The little boy who was still alive after seven days was young but extremely smart. Hearing this, he thought something was wrong and looked at the middle-aged scribe in shock: Master, what do you mean
The middle-aged scribe chuckled: We are one of the nine demons. We only believe in strength and wisdom. Killings with fellow disciples are inevitable. Only the victors can go further in the future.
I don't know if other demons are like this, but I feel that there is no better way than this. Killing each other can completely stimulate the potential and make a person truly new.
The little boy heard clearly, with fear and anger on his face: You, you deserve to die. I am a disciple handed over to you by the sect master himself. You can't even think of doing this to me. I am the prince.
Hey, what status does a prince who has been in ruins for many years have? Why should the sect master treat you differently? Since he handed you over to his master, he obviously acquiesced in his arbitrary disposal. The middle-aged scribe's eyes flashed with joy and cruelty.
You, you lie. The little boy's eyes were full of fear and hatred. He seemed to want to cut the person in front of him into pieces, but his whole body seemed to be bound by the air current, and he could not make any movement.
The middle-aged scribe squatted down and said with a smile: This is not possible. You have to learn to control and hide your emotions. The real evil is not the kind of existence that can scare others by glaring at people, getting angry, or using harsh words. These emotions will betray you. Let your soul be exposed in front of the enemy, causing you to suffer defeat and even death.
Real evil spirits kill people by talking, laughing, and carefree. Any emotions they show are just bait to lure the other party to take the bait. If you want to kill to avenge your master, you must pay attention to this, just like the Heart Saint back then, in one fell swoop. He is so carefree and graceful when he moves, and it is the same when he kills the enemy.
Close your eyes, collect your emotions, hide them deep inside, otherwise the master will dig out these tricks now.
The little boy shuddered and closed his eyes tightly, not daring to open them, as if he was worried that his eyes would betray him and be gouged out.
Seeing that his whole body was trembling, the middle-aged scribe smiled, pushed with his left hand, opened the door to the secret passage, and then pushed the little boy into the underground palace with many rooms and passages.
boom
The door to the secret passage was closed, and the little boy opened his eyes in fright. He saw a few flickering candles in the distance. A boy older than himself was lying in the candlelight, with a dagger stuck in his vest and blood flowing out. , is in a critical condition.
Perhaps the sound of closing the door alarmed the seriously injured man. He suddenly had some flashbacks, raised his head with difficulty, saw the little boy beside the door, and said with a confused expression:
Who are you
Who are you? The little boy was suddenly startled. His mind felt as if it had been hit by a giant hammer, with stars popping out of his head. His eyes were filled with shock, confusion and confusion:
who I am
Where am I
The core fragment of the Haotian Mirror dragged out a dark trajectory and fell into the Queen Mother Palace.
Meng Qi followed closely behind, and the escaping light descended in front of the palace door.
He did not chase after her immediately, but turned his head to look at the elf-like figure in a white dress, who was hiding at the end of the corridor.
The eyebrows are picturesque. With exquisite facial features, he looks happy or angry, just like the familiar Gu Xiaosang
But this Gu Xiaosang was cold, lifeless, and seemed to be just a statue.
Meng Qi's spirit spread instantly and touched Gu Xiaosang. He had hidden golden energy, ice muscles and jade bones, and turned out to be a natural immortal body, but he had just come into contact with Meng Qi's spirit. The body suddenly collapsed, like a sand sculpture that had been weathered for many years, and scattered into ice slag and water drops on the ground.
For a moment, Meng Qi suddenly realized that this was probably another body that Gu Xiaosang had prepared for himself, a body prepared for the future to cut off the past and get rid of his lifeless old mother, just like his own body on earth.
It's just that the body of the earth is originally oneself, and there is a subtle connection between them. It can be improved at the same time, and Gu Xiaosang's body is purely made of treasures.
Gold generates water, and water contains vitality. Gu Xiaosang used the most essence of Taiyi golden water in Yaochi to refine this natural immortal body for himself.
But. As time passed, she failed to use this backhand and successfully transferred that part of herself to this body.
The broken body is the result of the wrath of Wusheng Old Mother
The more hope there is, the greater the disappointment. Meng Qi's eyes were deep, and he rushed into the Queen Mother's Palace with the Overlord's Blade in hand, and happened to see the core fragment of the Haotian Mirror condensing the dim light. Let the layers of world isolated on the edge of Yaochi return to normal, and then float on a pool of golden water.
This pool of golden water is no more than a square foot wide, giving people a crystal clear yet hazy feeling, as if there is something deep in it.
With a snap, the Overlord's Blade shot out purple lightning, illuminating the dark palace and shining through the golden water, allowing Meng Qi to see the thing clearly.
This is a head, a head with eyes tightly closed. He belongs to a skinny old man, with gray hair, but all five long beards are dark. The two form a sharp and strange contrast, exuding a strong and familiar evil aura.
Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and two words came to his mind:
Demon King
This is the head of the Gedai Demon Lord
He can chop out his own demonic heart and transform into the true form of the Emperor of Freedom. Naturally, he can also chop out his head and transform into some other demonic body.
And where his head is, maybe it’s where the true spirit is.
He sleeps here, relying on the special features of Yaochi, the third layer of the Nine Heavens, and the warmth of Taiyi Golden Water, to resist the erosion of time.
Meng Qi suddenly realized that Lu Ya's real purpose was not to enter the core fragment of the Haotian Mirror, but to let himself enter the Yaochi and alarm the Demon Lord, causing him to wake up early and unable to return to his best condition, thereby preparing the way for him to return to his peak condition. He creates advantages in game struggles
Whether he dies or not is not something he considers or weighs.
The battle between great powers has always left no trace.
As for the core fragment of the Haotian Mirror, on the premise that the Demon King discovered the secret entrance to Yaochi and slept there, there is no doubt that it has been conquered by him.
It's just that for this kind of fragmented thing, you have to accumulate power once you use it, so you can't use it continuously.
At this moment, the head suddenly opened its eyes. They were two black holes, the first evil and the first evil.
At the edge of the Yao Pond, the gap between heaven and earth disappeared. Guldo, who was beaten by colorful broken branches and bracelet fragments and could only run for his life, saw Mr. Lu Da, saw Su Wuming, and saw the magician Han Guang.
Han Guang also saw Su Wuming and others who were trying their best to avoid them.
When the Demon King opened his eyes, Meng Qi immediately moved away from Qingyun, not daring to run away rashly.
Fellow Taoist Lu Ya is indeed planning as he wished, but I have always been cunning. The Demon Lord didn't take action and smiled slightly, "What a pity, you have to be buried here."
As soon as he finished speaking, his head sank. An ancient bronze coffin emerged from the void, and his heart flew away from it and fell into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the Demon King penetrated the Taiyi Golden Pool with his head and heart, and disappeared without a trace. It is unknown where he escaped.
He didn't have time to take away the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror, because a sudden change occurred in Yaochi, and the laws of heaven and earth turned into indescribable weird patterns, all of which were highlighted, like illusory and terrifying shackles or seals, which bound Yaochi. Completely wrapped.
Meng Qi's mind moved and he looked up. His senses seemed to be heightened and he saw the entire Yaochi.
I saw an illusory and white palm holding up the entire Yaochi and picking it out from the second level of the Nine Heavens.
Yaochi, which is small in comparison, lies quietly in this palm. Looking up from the palm, you can see a majestic and sacred statue.
This is the statue of the Inanimate Mother
The Dharma King who saved the world stood on the shoulders of the statue, looked down, and solemnly said:
My mother wants to use the Yaochi fragments to refine a peerless magic weapon with you.
The Yaochi was caught by the palm, and neither the fierce light nor the dharma body inside could break out of the barrier. Everyone and everything was trapped in the Yaochi.
Faced with this, Meng Qi suddenly sighed, he was always forced to use the last resort.
He took out the Tree of Avenue and reached into the Taiyi Golden Pool.
It has long been unbearable. .
: This chapter is controlled at 3499, no more than 3500, so as not to spend too much money. I will make up for yesterday’s chapter with a smaller number of words.