I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 226
For some reason, every time Huo Taixian faced Mr. Mi, he felt an indescribable uneasiness in his heart!The inner myth scroll is always restless and wants to fight back.

"Where did Mi Shi come from? You know, I don't feel this way even when I face Buddha and Chaos." Huo Taixian was puzzled.

There are only two possibilities for him to feel this way about Mi Shisheng.

The first type is that this Mi Shi's cultivation base is too high, higher than the Buddha of the sixth heaven of good fortune.

Huo Taixian doesn't quite believe that there are people in this world who can surpass Buddha.

Cultivated beyond Buddha?

What a joke!
The Buddha's cultivation has reached its peak!

It is not that the wisdom of the Buddha has reached the limit, but that the tolerance of this world has reached the limit.

The reason why the ghost master can surpass the Buddha is because the ghost master created the ghost world, and only after joining the ghost world did he break the limit of the world.

If someone in the world can break the limit, it is impossible that there is no record!
The second is that this person has great malice towards me!

There was a hint of ferocity in Huo Taixian's eyes, he thought of the upside-down Gu.

"Brother!" Duan Wang came from Langfang at this time, looking at Huo Taixian from afar, with a shyness of a girl in his eyes.

"I've said it all, you just need to call me Mr. Huo from now on." Huo Taixian immediately put on a straight face.

"But is there anyone here..." When Duan Wang said this, his voice slowly lowered, his eyes were full of grievances.

"There must be no negligence in the grand plan of the future. There are eyeliners everywhere in Duan Wang's mansion. If you are not careful, you will end up dead." Huo Taixian patted Duan Wang on the shoulder.

"What is the origin of this Mr. Mi?" Huo Taixian asked.

"I don't know. It seems to be from Prince Duan's mansion, but in fact it is from the empress of the deep palace. Prince Duan seemed to be very obedient to Mr. Mi before he was alive, and made me passive." The girl complained.

Hearing this, Huo Taixian fell silent.

"I heard that the eldest prince has started acting like a demon again, and he is planning to practice again and step into the wonderful realm of cultivation. Since you did it, why didn't you clean your hands and feet? You still left such hidden dangers." Prince Duan was a little dissatisfied.

"It's not easy to find a suitable soul to replace it?" Huo Taixian shook his head: "People's hearts are too difficult to control."

"What should we do next?" Duan Wang said.

"Find a way to kill Emperor Zhou and push you up."

"Tianzi Zhou is guarded by powerful experts, so it's not easy to kill him." Duan Wang was not optimistic about Huo Taixian's plan.

"But what if Emperor Zhou wanted to die all by himself?" Huo Taixian asked.

"Huh?" Duan Wang was taken aback: "Tianzi Zhou is not a fool."

"Let me think about it." Huo Taixian stood in the palace pondering.

Inside the Academy of Natural Painting

Fang Sheng returned to the painting academy with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Damn, I always feel that something is wrong. It seems that someone has tricked me. This list of gods seems to be a bit of a hole! And it's a big hole!" Fang Sheng recalled it a little bit, and felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

"Up to now, there are not so many choices." Fang Sheng said coldly: "I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong."

The air in the room fell into dead silence again.

Land of Qi
However, Duke Huan of Qi slowly unfolded the picture scroll, and then threw it casually, and saw that the picture scroll melted into the earth, merged with the energy of the dragon veins, automatically absorbed the power of the dragon veins between the heaven and the earth, and started to run by itself.

Time passed by little by little, and the whole Dazhou fell into a strangely quiet state.

Shengtian Painting Academy was digesting the Southwest, Buddhism was digesting Qi State, the two masters of Tianren Painting Academy and Natural Painting Academy disappeared all day long, and the whole week fell into a strangely quiet state.

on the terrace

Zhou Tianzi looks up at the sky

A drop of numb sweat slid down his cheeks, and the clothes behind him were soaked in sweat.

"How many days has it not rained?" Zhou Tianzi asked.

"Three months!" Ji Gongdan replied without raising his head while painting the scroll.

Zhou Tianzi looked at the raging sun in the sky, then turned around and came to the screen in the inner room, and slowly spread out a [-]-meter-long scroll, on which the entire land of Kyushu emerged.

But he saw that the land of Kyushu on the scroll was shrouded in a crimson aura.

"The leylines of the land of Kyushu are not quite right." Zhou Tianzi said.

His cultivation base is limited, and the power of Jiangshan Shejitu that he can control is limited.

"Great Zhou has lost 500 years of vitality. It is a time of many disasters. A small catastrophe turns into a big catastrophe, and a big catastrophe turns into a natural disaster. Someone cast a picture scroll to draw out the power of fire and poison deep in the earth, and then because of the fate of the country, Without the force of national destiny to suppress it, if this fire poison is not eliminated, there will be no rain in the next 500 years in Dazhou." Ji Gongdan raised his head:
"Someone is restless and wants to make trouble."

"Who?" There was a murderous look in King Zhou You's eyes.

"Maybe it is Shengtian Academy of Painting, or it may be Academy of Natural Painting." Ji Gongdan said, "It's all for you to introduce Buddhism, why bother to offend Shengtian Academy of Painting."

King Zhou You was silent, and said after a while: "It's not like you haven't seen the scene at that time. The loss of the southwest land is the best time to attract Buddhism. Moreover, the resurrection of the Buddha, the lonely king's help from the Buddha, is enough to suppress the three major painting academies."

"What about the current natural disaster?" Ji Gongdan looked at Zhou Tianzi.

"It's not that there's a picture of rainfall." Zhou Tianzi said.

"If the rainfall map is effective, there will be no severe drought in the world. You also know how remote the rain is. No one in this world studies the rainfall map, and naturally there will be no mythical map of rainfall. " Ji Gongdan said:
"If you want to solve the calamity of a county, you must have the scroll of mythology. If you want to solve the disaster of Shenzhou, you must have the scroll of good fortune."

"Everyone has limited time, who would study the useless rainwater map?" Ji Gongdan said helplessly.

"Could it be that the calamity of my Great Zhou cannot be resolved? All the people of Great Zhou will die of thirst and drought?" Zhou Tianzi said angrily.

Ji Gongdan was silent when he heard the words.

"What if the Dragon Clan is invited to help?" Zhou Tianzi asked again after a long time.

"It's easy to invite gods and it's hard to send gods away. When the five major forces mix together, can the Buddha suppress the dragon clan and the three religions?" Ji Gongdan asked.

"Look! Look at the picture scroll!" At this moment, the map of Jiangshan Sheji in front of Zhou Tianzi changed, and I saw countless fiery red colors connected together on the map of Jiangshan Sheji, turning into a rolling red sun. Wandering around on the scroll.

"Great day and natural disaster map!" Seeing the vision on the Jiangshan Sheji map, Ji Gongdan uttered in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"The Great Sun and Natural Disaster Map of Buddhism!" Ji Gongdan said.

"What? Buddhist picture scroll? How could Buddhism display such a picture scroll? Why does he have any reason to do so?" Zhou Tianzi's eyes were full of disbelief.

"The scroll of natural disasters is indeed from the Buddhist sect, but the person who used the scroll of natural disasters may not be from the Buddhist sect. The Buddha is a great monk, and his compassionate heart can save sentient beings. He would never do such a thing." At this moment, Kong Kong Distorted, the patriarch of the Great Zhou royal family stepped out.

At this time, the patriarch of the royal family of the Great Zhou stared at the picture scroll in front of him with a pair of eyes, a dignified look appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Furthermore, in the battle to destroy the Buddha, the Buddhism's Great Day and Natural Disaster Map has been lost." Da Zhou Patriarch said.

"It wasn't made by Buddhism, who could it be?" Ji Gongdan looked at Patriarch Da Zhou.

"Victorious heaven, heaven and man are all possible. The other party is coming for my royal family and Buddhism. Although the picture scroll is not displayed by Buddhism, it is a Buddhist map of the great day and natural disasters. And the whole world knows the great day. There are only a handful of people who have lost the natural disaster map. If someone takes the opportunity to spread rumors and smear Buddhism at this time, do you think the people will believe Buddhism’s explanation? Will they give Buddhism a chance to explain?” Da Zhou’s voice was full of The power of demagoguery.

"Then what should we do now?" Zhou Tianzi couldn't sit still.

"Reward! With a heavy reward, there must be a brave man! As long as His Majesty is willing to bestow a reward, I believe there will be a large number of mythological powerhouses who will go to study the rainwater scroll." Patriarch Da Zhou said:
"I want to go to the country of Qi for a walk, meet the Buddha, and ask the Buddha to point out the way to break through. I have reached the fifth step of cultivation, but I have no clue about the sixth heaven. I don't know if the Buddha can help me to enlighten. "

After speaking, the ancestors of Da Zhou had disappeared without a trace.

Qi State
street
Countless people gather
At this time, the people of Qi State were sitting in the tea shed, wiping the sweat that was constantly flowing down from their bodies.

"Damn it, all the crops in the field this year have been harvested in vain, and all the seedlings have died of drought. Why is there a sudden three-month drought in this damn weather? What do the painters in the court eat? Why don't they know how to ask for food?" Rain?" A man cursed and knocked over the teapot in his hand.

"Don't say it, the painter in the court said the day before yesterday: There is a reason for the severe drought in China. Even the master painter can't ask for rain. It is said that this is a natural disaster. God warns that there is a cult in the land of China. Confusing sentient beings is a punishment from God."

"Cult? That cult?"

"Where is there a cult in China?"

There was a lot of discussion.

"You seem to have forgotten that there is a Buddhism in our country of Qi. Since the emergence of Buddhism, the land of China has been dry. Is it too coincidental?" Someone muttered secretly.

Dead!

There was a deathly silence in the arena.

Buddhism is a cult?
Thinking that my family went to worship the Buddha the day before yesterday, and even my mother-in-law set up a longevity tablet in the house, everyone in the tea shed suddenly changed their colors.

Buddhism is a cult, because the birth of Buddhism was sinned against the heavens, causing the news of the severe drought in Shenzhou to sweep across the entire Qi country as soon as it was spread, and it spread in all directions like a plague.

Residence of Duke Huan of Qi

Duke Huan of Qi stood on the tall building, listening to the discussion of the people downstairs, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up: "Buddhism? I want to test your fineness. Let's see if you have a way to resolve such plague-like messages. If you There is no way to resolve it, so you can’t blame me, it will be strange to wait for the destruction. Want to preach in my country of Qi? Have you asked me?”

Qi State
inside a Buddhist temple

The world of mortals flickered in the Buddha's eyes, and the voices of the world gathered and poured into his ears.

(End of this chapter)