Fortune Shrine

Chapter 1226 Decision

"Qimen Dunjia?"

Fang Yi nodded slightly. He had heard about it from Zhou Fengyi before, but he didn't expect that Fengshenmeng would bring it up again at this moment.

"Legends say that the diagrams of Qimen Dunjia and Eight Forms of Gods and Ghosts come from Hetu Luoshu respectively, and Qimen Dunjia is the ancient Yellow Emperor, deduced from Hetu."

"And the diagram of the eight formations of gods and ghosts is deduced according to Luoshu, the ancestor of my Feng family, Fenghou."

"It is precisely because of these two things that the ancient Yellow Emperor was able to defeat Chi You Jiuli."

Just listening to Fengshenmeng continue to speak, there was a bit of pride in his expression.

And this statement?

Several people were a little shocked when they heard the words. Although they had heard of the Qimen Dunjia and the Eight Forms of Gods and Ghosts, they obviously didn't know their origins. After all, it was too old and such a treasure. many.

"Is this really Luoshu?" Fang Yi murmured.

However, if it is said that this pattern has the same source as the eight gods and ghosts, he has no doubts.

Because if it weren't for this picture, he would never have been able to understand the mystery of the Eight Formation of Gods and Ghosts, and never comprehend the sword of runes.

In Tiger Mighty City, even if he didn't break through in the end, with the rune sword, he could still break through the eight formations of gods and ghosts.

It's just that with the breakthrough of cultivation base, it is no longer necessary.

However, he didn't know that the person who set up the formation was Feng Shenxiu, if it was Feng Xianyun, no matter how tyrannical he was, he would never be able to break it with strength, only with the rune sword, there was a slight possibility.

"Probably not wrong!"

Fengshenmeng nodded, and said again: "It is said that in ancient times, Hetu had completely disappeared following the battle for the deer, and only Luoshu has been handed down to the world."

"However, for countless years, Luoshu is just a legend, and no one knows who it fell into."

"It is widely known that its last owner is Emperor Yu."

"It is said that Emperor Yu cast the ancient Jiuding and stabilized the Kyushu, relying on Luoshu."

"And this picture not only allowed you to break the eight gods and ghosts, but also aroused Jiuding's response. It must be Luoshu."

Fengshenmeng finally said affirmatively, his eyes were shining brightly, obviously he was also extremely curious about this picture.

Several people were a little startled and a little excited. Although they didn't know how great Luo Shu was, they could imagine it from just a few words of Fengshenmeng.

Fang Yi was no exception. With a thought in his mind, the pattern was quickly arranged.

Afterwards, the shadows of nine bronze tripods appeared on the pattern. Each bronze tripod body was engraved with an ancient character, namely: Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Zhong, Xun, Li, Kun, Exchange, corresponding to Kyushu.

"Sure enough, it's the ancient Nine Cauldrons, so it must be Luoshu."

Fengshenmeng looked excited, and the girls were almost the same, because Jiuding's approval undoubtedly brought everyone closer to the goal.

It's just that Fang Yi's brows are a little uneasy.

After some narration, several girls left one after another, only Fang Yi stayed.

"You seem to be worried." Ji Wuxian asked at this time.

"I can't hide anything from you."

Fang Yi smiled wryly, looked at Ji Wuxian with pity, and asked, "Do you know how long Kyushu can last?"

"It's been less than 200 years!"

Before Ji Wuxian could speak, Fang Yi replied again.

Ever since he comprehended Luoshu and sensed the existence of Jiuding, he could clearly sense the lifespan of that large formation. In Sanxian Island, that large formation could last for 500 years, but now only a few years have passed. A large formation is not enough to last for 200 years.

According to this calculation, he could hardly imagine it.

Of course, in the past few years, there have been so many wars in Kyushu that it has consumed countless energy from that large formation.

And all of this is full of shadows of Dasheng and himself.

At this moment, he felt extremely bewildered. If he hadn't established a great formation, perhaps that great formation would not have collapsed so quickly, but...

Ji Wuxian obviously sensed his inner struggle. She looked at Fang Yi indifferently and asked, "If Kyushu is doomed to be destroyed, is there any difference between 500 years and 200 years?"

"This!"

Fang Yi smiled wryly, and said: "Maybe there is no difference for us, but for those ordinary people, it is enough for them to live a few lifetimes."

"But people only have one life, let alone 200 years, 100 years is enough." Ji Wuxian affirmed.

"And you forgot about the black prison. If there is no Dasheng, the black prison must be even more rampant. Maybe that big formation has already been shattered. Therefore, Dasheng's footsteps cannot be stopped. If Kyushu is destined to be shattered, I also hope that the last time of Kyushu will be destroyed." It’s peaceful, just like in Lizhou.”

Ji Wuxian immediately added another sentence.

"sorry!"

Looking at Ji Wuxian, Fang Yi felt a trace of guilt in his heart. He knew that these words were from Ji Wuxian's heart, as well as his own.

He is tired of the days of war, let alone those ordinary humans.

"You're right! The good life is not about the length of time."

"Dasheng's footsteps can't stop. Even if Dasheng can't save Kyushu in the end, he must protect a piece of peace for them in Kyushu's last time."

Fang Yi's eyes were fixed, and he had already made up his mind.

Since he sensed the lifespan of that great formation, he has been struggling whether to continue or not.

Now, Ji Wuxian has given her a clear answer.

Although he knew that if he continued, the lifespan of building a large formation would undoubtedly become shorter, and he was still not sure whether it was right or wrong to do so, but the moment he saw Ji Wuxian, he had already made a decision.

This decision has nothing to do with Kyushu, it is only because of Ji Wuxian's dream, which is also his dream.

Ji Wuxian smiled knowingly, as if thinking of Lizhou, with a hint of longing in his expression.

Fang Yi also smiled, but his expression was full of affection.

……

"Finally back, hahaha!"

In Changyang Mountain, in that barren space, majestic figures emerged one after another, and the leading ones were suddenly Meng Fang and Zhan Kuang.

Sensing the familiar atmosphere of Zhongzhou, Zhan Kuang couldn't help laughing out loud.

The two hundred iron armors entered Zhenzhou with Fang Yi, and now they are finally back, because Zhenzhou no longer needs them.

Looking at the two hundred iron armors, all the soldiers of the Shenwei Army guarding Changyang were shocked. Compared with the original, the atmosphere of the two hundred iron armors is undoubtedly more majestic, more violent, full of wild taste, and people can't help but frightened. Shocked.

Not only that, among the two hundred iron armors, there was also a man in a blood robe suppressed. The man's whole body was like a cloud of blood mist, which was extremely frightening.

It's just that at this moment, he was suppressed by two hundred iron armors, unable to move, and his breath was extremely weak.

"It's the Blood Sea Sky Demon!"

In the Shenwei Army, someone obviously recognized the blood-robed man as the Blood Sea Sky Demon who was suppressed in this space back then.

It turned out that the Blood Sea Sky Demon had been captured by the Zhenzhou Army.

"go!"

While the Shenwei army was looking at the two hundred iron armors, Meng Fang was also looking at them, and then he gave an order and left directly.

"The Zhenzhou army will arrive in a few days, you should retreat as soon as possible, so as not to hurt innocent people."

Then, he added another sentence, his voice flat and domineering.

(End of this chapter)