Jiuzun asked

"There are still writings on the Jimo Pavilion." Huang Daoji said, looking at the small characters on the Jimo Pavilion.

"It's not words, but talismans." Xiao asked.

"Senior, this Pandong is not necessarily someone from the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory." Huang Daoji said what was in his heart.

Xiao Wenwen also guessed in his heart that this "Nine Tribulations and Nine Lives" Pandong Taoist is definitely not a person from the mortal world or the Immortal Realm of Ten Thousand Seas.

He picked up the Jimo Pavilion, looked at it for a moment, and said softly: "It turns out that it is the unity of heaven and man in the human characters."

The "talisman" that the lich is good at, he was able to see through the mystery of the talisman at the time of "the enlightenment of all witches".

Heaven, Earth and Man, Three Realms Talisman.

Even Xiao Wenwen never imagined that a "Jimo Pavilion" is a human character implying the unity of heaven and man.

"You have seen the other two fairy treasures in Pandong. The white clay sword and the white clothes have rune seals." Xiao asked curiously.

"Senior, you don't believe me." Huang Daoji pretended to be mysterious, and continued: "At that time, my master and younger sister and I looked at the sword and clothes, but I was the only one who could see the talisman on the sword clothes. Zigzag."

"But what your master and junior sister see are also different...isn't it?" Xiao Wen asked quietly.

"Senior, how do you know." Huang Daoji was quite surprised.

"Master looked at the sword and clothes, and immediately said they were arrays. But Junior Sister Kitty Mao said that the sword clothes are alive." Huang Daoji said, thinking about the scene at that time in his eyes.

"This may have something to do with the spiritual root. You are the spiritual root of the inborn Dao seed. What you see is different." Xiao asked what was on his mind, but he didn't want to worry about it.

The seventeenth floor of Lingyuan is where the true face of Hongmeng Lingmu lies.

"Who is buried in the seventeenth floor of Lingyuan?" Xiao asked indifferently.

"The ancestor of Emperor Xia Guo—Di Ting." Huang Daoji responded.

Lingyuan is urgent, ghostly mountain foothills.

"Yao Mountain." Xiao asked, looking at the two characters engraved on the mountain wall.

The two looked up, and saw that there was a long stretch of snow and song on Yaoshan Mountain, and a pavilion was on the top of the mountain.

"Zuijin Pavilion."

Xiao Wenwen looked at this "Zuijin Pavilion", and wanted to drink a sip of rice wine, a sip of rice wine that was not intoxicating.

"Good scenery." Huang Daoji praised.

No one knows that there is such a beautiful mountain and river under this spiritual abyss, let alone that the bottom of this spiritual abyss looks like a fairy garden.

"That's the place where the soul of Emperor Xia Guo's ancestor Di Ting was buried." Huang Daoji shouted, pointing to a Lingyuan Mausoleum hundreds of meters away.

Xiao Wenwen closed his eyes and listened, but felt a trace of breath in the land of Lingyuan where Di Ting was buried.This breath seems to be the joy of the ages, ethereal, colorless and boundless, but it has a bit of sound.

The two rose up from the "Zuijin Pavilion" and stood at the spiritual abyss where Di Ting was buried.

On Di Ting's tombstone, only two lines of characters were engraved, but it made Xiao Wendao feel enlightened and refreshed.

Qianqiu is drunk on the mountains and rivers, and the long night is not as crazy as the ages.

"This is a sword move." Xiao Wen asked looking at the fourteen characters, with sword intent.

But with one stroke and one stroke, the momentum of the sword can cut all over the world with ease.

"In the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Territory, there was once a book called the Gu Clan's Sword Art, which was created by Di Ting. Back then, when the immortal way had not yet arisen, but the way of practicing Qi, Di Ting created the Gu Clan Sword Art alone. The sword seeks defeat, one sword is eternal, one sword breaks the eternal green night, and one sword ravishes the world." Huang Daoji said about Di Ting, and his heart was full of madness.

When Xiao Wenwen heard Huang Daoji's words, he felt admiration in his heart, holding Wen Wen's sword.

"No wine... no fragrance... no three animals... no three vegetables, only this sword, I respect you."

Wendao sword was in Xiao Wendao's hand, dragging up in the style of Emperor Ting's sword.

Seek defeat with one sword.

A sword is eternal.

A sword breaks the eternal green night.

One sword madly endows the world.

Those who point out the country, one is an ordinary man, and the other is an emperor.

"Thousands of years are drunk on the mountains and rivers, and the long night is not as crazy as the ages."

When Xiao Wendao slashed out with this type of sword move, he was still unsatisfied, and the tip of the sword pierced the tombstone.

It's a stroke and a stroke again, expressing my feelings directly.

happy!

"Guixiong doesn't know the younger generation, and sacrifices the soul of the emperor with one sword and one Xiao."

After Huang Daoji read out the fourteen characters engraved by Xiao Wendao, he saw Wendao sword leveling the valley of Lingyuan.

boom!

Suddenly, the mountain of Lingyuan, where Di Ting was buried, opened a half-foot-wide crack, and an underground palace appeared in front of the two of them.

"Brother."

"kitten."

Unexpectedly, the two saw the Soochow kitten on a black tripod, but the Hongmeng Lingmu was not there.

"Weird." Xiao asked suddenly feeling weird.

Huang Daoji soared into the air, holding the Soochow kitten in his arms, but there was no movement.

"This is..." Xiao asked, looking at the black cauldron, there was a blood fox hairpin.

"The talisman puppet made by Lingmu is useless for some reason." Soochow kitten shouted, his face was still pale.

Xiao Wenwen held the blood fox hairpin in the palm of his hand, and saw a talisman engraved on the hairpin, the character of the talisman was very strange.

Behind the black cauldron, there is a purple gold black coffin with strange flowers engraved on the coffin, which seems to be the flower of the other side in the legend.

"I've heard rumors that the emperor loves his wife. Now that I see the pattern on the coffin, I believe it very well." Huang Daoji exclaimed.

"What is the reason for this flower?" Xiao asked casually.

"This is the two-life flower, the most lovesick two-life flower." Huang Daoji shouted, and continued: "The two-life flower blooms two life wishes, and I advise you to take the water from the Forgetting River."

In an instant, Xiao Wendao suddenly felt lovesick.

One thought of the face of the butterfly clothing, two thoughts of the care of the butterfly clothing, three thoughts of the sound of the butterfly clothing, four thoughts of the joy of the butterfly clothing, five thoughts of the eyes of the butterfly clothing, six thoughts of the butterfly clothing, seven thoughts of the love of the butterfly clothing, eight thoughts The death of Dieyi, I think about it day and night!

If I die one day, I will only read one person's name!

Suddenly, the purple gold coffin of Emperor Xia Guo's ancestor was mottled black, but spots fell down, and a flower of two lives grew out of the coffin.

The flowers on the coffin are as bright as the moon.

The soul in the coffin is like water year after year.

"Could it be... the soul of the Flower Sage." Huang Daoji shouted, unable to hide his astonishment.

It is even more difficult for a flower demon to become a sage.

"That Hongmeng Lingmu's Taoism reaches the sky, but I can only avoid it. I have no choice but to meet someone with the most affection and nature. I have to meet him once before I can fulfill my wish." The flower demon sage shouted , looked at Xiao and asked.

"Senior...." Xiao asked and bowed to Hua Sheng.

"Under this spiritual abyss, there is a grass of the beginning of the sun, which has gone through millions of years, and what Hongmeng Lingmu draws is the thing of the beginning of the sun's nirvana." The flower saint shouted.

"What's the use?" Xiao asked quietly.

"Back to death...return to life." Hua Sheng murmured.

In an instant, Xiao Wenwen's eyes were stained with blood, and his heart was surging like a blue sea tide, setting off huge waves.

That huge wave will annihilate the world...