I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 204

With a roar from Chaos, half of Buddha's light was lingering, and half of it was filled with magic light, and the whole person disappeared in the field in an instant.

Looking at the back of Chaos going away, Huo Taixian was a little confused.

"As early as I was fighting with Chaos for the control of this physical body. In order to prevent this beast from endangering the world and causing harm to the common people, I went to find a secret place to seal myself and fight against this big demon. If I succeed, I will definitely be able to see through the mystery of longevity. Opportunity proves the way. If I fail, I will die with this demon, and I will rely on you to wake me up again with the six reincarnations in the future." Qiao Daduo's voice sounded, saying that he had gone away.

Looking at Qiao Daduo's body on the ground, Huo Taixian blinked: "That's the end? I hope Qiao Daduo can succeed, otherwise everyone will be in trouble."

Huo Taixian sighed quietly, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

After taking a last look at Xiaoleiyin Temple, Huo Taixian said with emotion: "It's incredible that there are such heaven-defying things as Mantra Worms in the world."

Speaking of this, Huo Taixian raised his eyebrows, and there was a look of anger in his eyes: "I don't believe that the irony potion is gone. If there are more such strange things."

Having said that, Huo Taixian turned around and left. The matter of Xiaoleiyin Temple will be discussed in another day. After returning to Middle Earth, he will find a way to plan. The most important thing now is to kill the Southwest Hou.

"Southwest Marquis, we should settle all the accounts and settle the accounts thoroughly."

After Huo Taixian finished speaking, Lu Dongbin, the real person of Chunyang, entered his body, and Huo Taixian turned into a sword light and disappeared in place in an instant.

Under the Little Leiyin Temple, there can only be a mess.I don't know how long it took, some monks from Xiaoleiyin Temple felt unwilling, and quietly returned, just looking at the ruins on the ground, a little dumbfounded.

Whether it is the Buddha or the chaos, they all disappeared.

The Buddha was born, the reincarnation came back, and the news of reliving the second life shocked the West and Buddhism, and passed it to the Middle Earth with the force of thunder.

Southwest Territory

Over the sky
The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit are hovering in the air at this time, the aura of the whole body is condensed, constantly capturing the energy between the heaven and the earth.

"Any clues?" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit asked.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit shook her head: "A strong master can even reverse the laws of heaven and earth."

"What should I do? It's been so long, and there is no clue about him." The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit revealed a hint of impatience in her eyes: "How can there be such a master in the world?"

"Do you want to sue the patriarch?" The Holy Mother of Jinling showed a look of anger in her eyes: "We will never let anyone who dares to plot against my Shengtian Academy of Painting, even Fang Sheng."

"Don't disturb the Patriarch for the time being. The Patriarch is going to do a major event. This matter is related to my direction after the New Year's Eve, and the future rise and fall of my Shengtian Painting Academy. Don't distract the Patriarch any more." Turtle Ling shook his head.

"The young master got a picture scroll from somewhere. It looks a bit like the natural disaster map of the Academy of Natural Painting, but it's not the same. How to break it?" The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit looked into the distance, but At the junction of Dazhou and the southwest, a black river meanders and spreads, and the black wind billows on it. Wherever it passes, there is no grass and all life is extinct.

"I don't know!" The Holy Mother of Guiling smiled wryly: "The Southwest Marquis has been preparing for 80 years, and he has been prepared for a long time, so how could he surrender so easily? First find the fetal fairy, and try to find a way to break the picture scroll."

While talking, suddenly an emerald green sword light streaked across the sky, and the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit couldn't help but look happy: "The aura of the fetal fairy."

Standing in the palace with his hands behind his back, the Southwest Hou stared at the southwest land with his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

There was a wave of fluctuation in the void, and a lady in black robe walked out of the void.

"Sir." Southwest Hou turned his head and glanced at Mi Shi.

"Have you made a decision?" Mi Shi asked.

"Is there really no hope?" Southwest Hou was a little unwilling.

"The Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not exhausted. Although there are many disasters and disasters, the centipedes are dead and not stiff." Mi Shi said:

"When you made deals with the Academy of Natural Painting, you should have known or considered this. Fang Sheng just wanted to use your hand to complete his destiny. You are the potential dragon who opened the way for the five overlords. God The Academy of Human Painting and the Academy of Natural Painting have placed the real treasure on Duke Huan of Qi."

"On Duke Huan of Qi's body?" Hou Nan was taken aback for a moment, and stood there blankly, like a puppet, speechless for a while.

"Sir, help me." Southwest Hou turned around and knelt down at Mishi's feet: "Before death came, I thought I could die calmly, just to open up a path of good fortune for my Southwest branch, but when that When the day really came, I realized that I was just an ordinary person, unable to face life and death directly."

Hearing what the Southwest Marquis said, Mi Shi was silent, and said after a while, "What do you want?"

"Revenge! Retaliate fiercely and go back!" Mishi's eyes were full of murderous intent: "I was loyal to the Great Zhou, but unexpectedly I ended up today. Back then, the Emperor of the Great Zhou begged me to help change the law, which caused me to be excluded by the princes of the world Now that the Son of Heaven wants to reform, he treats me like a whetstone, the chicken that kills chickens to make an example to monkeys, I am not reconciled!"

Hearing what the Southwest Marquis said, Mi Shi fell silent, and said after a while, "Just for revenge?"

"Just for revenge." The Southwest Marquis said: "I want to take revenge on the dragons of the four seas for their treachery. They promised to help me fight against the Great Zhou, but they broke their promise at the critical moment. I want to take revenge on the five princes, and they are all princes in the world. Zhou sent troops to exterminate me! I want to take revenge on the Emperor of Zhou, he is unrighteous, I will not let him go!"

"You can turn the Southwest into a purgatory on earth, and summon the ghost master of the dead world to come to the clone. I believe that by that time, no matter whether it is the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas, or the five princes, the three major painting academies, and the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they will all regret it."

Mishi was silent for a while, and took out a black picture scroll from his sleeve: "This is the picture of the real body of the ghost master. It takes the southwestern land as the scroll, uses the flesh and blood of the people as the ink, and the soul as the pen to draw a piece of ghosts and monsters in the world."

"Turning into a ghost?" Guan Zhen was stunned when he heard the words, and his body trembled: "I can't betray the human race. Ghosts have coveted the human world for a long time, and I must not be the sinner who lures wolves into the house."

"If I bring the ghost master into the human world, how will my son face the monks from all walks of life? How will he face all living beings in the world?" Southwest Hou shook his head quickly when he heard the words, his body went limp from fright: "If I summon the ghost master , Zhou Tianzi and the three major painting academies will definitely take their anger on my son and completely cut off my Southwest bloodline."

"The picture scroll is here, you can think about it yourself." Mi Shi shook his head, his figure dissipated in the air like a wave of water.

Seeing Mishi's disappearing back, the Southwest Hou looked at the black picture scroll on the ground, as if looking at a snake and scorpion, and kicked the picture scroll under the pavilion and into the pool in a hurry: "No! I can't do this! I If you do this, they won't let my son go! They won't let my son go!"

front battlefield
Wen Zhong looked at the map in his hand, and beside him were the twelve true biographies of the Academy of Natural Painting, and the five true biographies of Shengtian Academy of Painting, all of them looked serious at this moment.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with a serious look in their eyes.

"Any news about Huo Taixian?" Wen Quan broke the dull atmosphere in the big tent.

"According to the soldiers on the battlefield, it was only dark for a while, and then Huo Taixian disappeared. It is estimated that a powerful person took action and took Huo Taixian away. After all, he has many coveted treasures. "Cang Lu took the conversation from the side, and at this time he said strangely:
"It's been eight days. Maybe that fellow was killed and buried long ago in that wilderness."

"Nonsense! Huo Taixian's cultivation base is by no means inferior to any myth. If you want to capture him with one blow, even Da Luo can't do it." Wen Quan said angrily:

"You don't want to deceive the public here, otherwise don't blame me for the military law."

"Hmph, I just told some truths." Cang Lu's eyes were full of impatience: "If you punish me for this, I have nothing to say. Anyway, the commander-in-chief is your father, so naturally you say you are right."

The fire was directly set on Wen Zhong, and Wen Zhong, who was as stable as an old dog above him, looked helpless: "Don't argue, the enemy should be united against the enemy at present, so why talk so much now? There is no need to discuss the matter of Huo Taixian Alright, the ancestors of Guiling and Jinling of Shengtian Painting Academy have already started looking for it. What we have to do now is to quell the disaster in the southwest with the momentum of thunder, so that the court can win battles and fight beautifully, and the princes of the world See our strength."

"It's easy to say, but how can we defeat the Southwest Hou? The army of the Southwest Hou is not scary, and the Southwest Hou has no masters under his command, but the Southwest Hou did not know where to get a strange scroll. There is nothing you can do about that scroll." Wu Yun, a disciple of Shengtian Academy of Painting, had a frowning face at this moment:
"It's difficult!"

"I think the picture scroll that the Southwest Marquis took out looks like the picture scroll of the Academy of Natural Painting: the sand of the Ganges River." Yu Yuan said.

"What do you mean? You mean that my Academy of Natural Painting secretly supports the young master to fight against Da Zhou?" Jiang Chusheng suddenly became unhappy.

"Hmph, that's clearly the Ganges sand from your Academy of Natural Painting, are you still arguing?" Wu Yun was not to be outdone.

For a while, the two sides were noisy, and the big tent was full of gunpowder, which caused Wen Quan, the commander of the three armies, to have a headache.

Let's say that Huo Taixian turned into a streamer all the way, returning from the land of the extreme west, and saw a black smoke rising into the sky from the territory of Southwest Hou in the distance.

The black smoke filled thousands of miles, like a big river, twisting and winding underground.

A hundred miles away, a gust of wind hit, making people dizzy and unstable in the body.

looking at the earth
I saw that the fog on the black river was blown by the strong wind, and the vegetation died where the fog passed, and the birds and animals turned into dry bones. Looking around for a while, the land of thousands of miles turned into yellow sand, and only a black river was flowing.

Seeing this scene, Huo Taixian was taken aback: "What is that?"

"That's Ganges sand, one of the three most treasured scrolls of the Academy of Natural Painting."

(End of this chapter)