I Honor

Lu Ya’s Abacus

As the reincarnation of the lifeless old mother, that is, the reincarnation of the “Golden Emperor” Queen Mother of the West, Gu Xiaosang has inherited most of her memories whether she likes it or not. The incomprehensible thing, as long as she doesn’t lose her mind, comes out of the palace, and tries to subdue the magic weapon fragments in the Yaochi, the danger is not too great.

It’s just why there are still shadows left, like statues

Meng Qi’s escaping light suddenly accelerated, following the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror, he threw it towards the palace belonging to the Golden Emperor

The majestic statue of the Emperor of Heaven overlooks all directions, and the fairy jade box under the seat glows with warm and soft light. The ancient time knife inside is not abnormal at all, and is still in a deep sleep.

Han Guang, who was empty-handed, was trapped in the killing array, his eyes were fixed, as if he did not expect such a result.

Whether it is following or rejecting, you should give some feedback.

This statement is a secret that I have obtained through hard work, and it is definitely regarded as the top news in the heavens and myriad worlds, and it is related to the Time Knife itself, why does it not even respond at all?Taoist Xu, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, suddenly stretched out his right hand, his quiet and soft temperament suddenly became majestic and lofty. As soon as he made the movement of thrusting back, he tightly grasped the long knife that seemed to have been condensed over time.

Time Knife took the initiative to put the handle of the knife in his palm

Taoist Xu’s eyes contained a hint of sarcasm, and the Time Knife was pulled out from behind, and slashed forward.

“Magician” Han Guang, mythical “Emperor of Heaven”, Tianzong has been waiting for you for more than ten years

I don’t know how many generations have been in charge of the Time Knife, but there is also a little bit of incense

Time is like water, flowing invisible between heaven and earth, extinguishing the Buddha, sitting down the gods, extinguishing the stars, and bidding farewell to the universe. How many people who are extremely powerful for a while, how many things that seem to be eternal, are finally lost to time and dissipated in the illusory river of time.

The shimmering light caught Han Guang’s eyes, and he only had time to push out a palm. A palm that has many things in common with this knife. Illusion is like a palm that covers everything like water.

Everything in the world, the stars and the universe, Taoism and martial arts, everything in the world and the law of action, are all born of conditions, mutated by conditions, and cannot remain unchanged for a long time. will eventually perish. This is the impermanence of the world, the truly unchanging “state”. The stars will become black holes, and the black holes will shatter as the universe dies. Immortal saint. You can’t cross it in your whole life, but even such a universe cannot escape impermanence.

And everything is impermanent. from time

This palm is the eighth form of the Tathagata Divine Palm in the version of the Emperor of Heaven:

“All things are impermanent”

Silently, the passage of time and the impermanence of the years met, and the surroundings almost froze. Han Guang could only see strangely prominent and strangely disappearing pictures, and then his senses seemed to be lost.

In a city, a middle-aged scribe led a handsome and cute little boy, walking towards the underground secret passage of his own house.

The little boy is only six or seven years old, and his stature can only be considered medium for children of the same age, but his lips are red and his teeth are white. high.

The middle-aged scribe walked leisurely, with a chic posture. When he reached the secret door, he suddenly stopped and looked at the little boy with a smile:

“Inside are your senior brothers, senior sisters and senior sisters. You should exchange your feelings. I hope you can still be alive after seven days. I am very optimistic about you as a teacher.”

Seven days later, the little boy was still alive, but he was extremely intelligent. Hearing that his speech was wrong, he looked at the middle-aged scribe in astonishment: “Master, what do you mean?”

The middle-aged scribe chuckled: “We are one of the nine ways of evil spirits. We only believe in strength and wisdom. The massacre of our peers is inevitable. Only the victors can go further in the future.”

“I don’t know if other celestial demons are like this, but I think there is no better way than this. Killing each other can completely stimulate the potential and make a person really look new.”

The little boy could hear it clearly, and his face was full of fear and anger: “You, you should be damned. I am a disciple handed over to you by the suzerain. Don’t think about treating me like this. I’m the prince.”

“Hey, what status does a prince who has been subjugated for many years have? Why should the suzerain treat you differently? Since he entrusted you to be his teacher, he is obviously acquiescing to his teacher’s arbitrary disposal.” The eyes of the middle-aged scribe shone with joy and cruelty.

“You, you lied…” The little boy’s eyes were full of fear and hatred, as if he wished to cut the person in front of him into pieces, but his whole body seemed to be bound by the air current, and he couldn’t move no matter what.

The middle-aged scribe squatted down and said with a smile: “This is not good. You have to learn to control and hide your emotions. A real demon is not the kind of existence that can deter others by staring at people, getting angry or talking harshly. These emotions will betray you. , let your soul be naked in front of the enemy, and you will suffer failure and even death.”

“Real demons are all talking, laughing and killing, leisurely and unrestrained, and any emotions they express are just to lure the other party into the bait. If you want to kill and avenge your teacher, you must pay attention to this point, just like the heart saint back then, How elegant and elegant every move is, and it is the same when killing the enemy.”

“Close your eyes, restrain your emotions, and hide them deep, otherwise the teacher will dig out these tricks now.”

The little boy shuddered, and closed his eyes firmly, not daring to open them, as if worried that his eyes would betray him and be dug out.

Seeing that he was trembling all over, the middle-aged scribe smiled, pushed with his left hand, opened the door of the secret passage, and then pushed the little boy into the underground palace with many rooms and passages.

boom

The door of the secret passage was closed, and the little boy opened his eyes in fright, only to see a few flickering candles in the distance, a boy older than himself was lying under the candlelight, with a dagger stuck in his vest, and blood was flowing out , is in a dying state.

Perhaps it was the sound of closing the door that alarmed the seriously injured person. He suddenly regained consciousness, raised his head with difficulty, saw the little boy by the door, and said in a dazed way:

“Who are you”

Who are you? The little boy was startled suddenly, his mind felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, his eyes were full of astonishment, doubt and bewilderment:

“who am I”

“Where am I”

The core fragments of the Haotian Mirror dragged out a dark trajectory and fell into the Palace of the Queen Mother.Meng Qi followed closely behind, and the light descended in front of the hall gate.

He didn’t chase after it immediately, but turned his head to look at the elf-like figure in a white skirt. She’s hiding at the end of the corridor.

With picturesque eyebrows, exquisite facial features, happy and angry, just like the familiar Gu Xiaosang

But this “Gu Xiaosang” is icy and cold, without any breath. Appears to be just a statue.

Meng Qi’s spirit spread over in an instant. After touching “Gu Xiaosang”, the golden energy was concealed, the icy muscles and jade bones turned out to be a natural immortal body, but as soon as Meng Qi’s spirit came into contact with it, this body collapsed like a sand sculpture that had been weathered for many years. Scattered into ice slag and water droplets all over the place.

I was stunned. Meng Qi suddenly realized that this is probably another body that Gu Xiaosang prepared for himself, for the future by cutting off the past and getting rid of his lifeless old mother, just like his own body on the earth

It’s just that the body of the earth is itself, there is a subtle connection between them, and they can be promoted at the same time, while Gu Xiaosang’s body is purely made of treasures.

Jin Shengshui. Water contains vitality, Gu Xiaosang used the most essential “Taiyi Golden Water” in Yaochi to refine this natural immortal body for himself

But. As time went by, she failed to use this backhand after all, and failed to transfer her part of “self” to this body.

And the shattering of the body is caused by the wrath of the lifeless old mother.

The more hope, the greater the disappointment. Meng Qi’s eyes were deep, and he rushed into the Queen Mother’s Palace with the Overlord’s Saber. Just in time, he saw the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror subdue the gloomy light, allowing the worlds isolated on the edge of the Yaochi to return to normal, and then floated On top of a puddle of golden water.

This Wang Jinshui is only about a foot in diameter, giving people a crystal clear and hazy feeling, and there seems to be something deep in the depths.

With a bang, Bawang Jue Knife shot out the purple electricity, illuminating the dark palace, shining through the golden water, and allowing Meng Qi to see that thing clearly.

This is a head, a head with eyes closed. He belongs to a thin old man with gray hair, but all five long beards are black. The contrast between the two forms a sharp and strange contrast, exuding a strong and familiar evil aura.

Meng Qi’s heart skipped a beat, and two words popped up in his mind:

“Monarch”

This is the head of Gedai Demon King

He can cut out his own demonic heart and train it into the “True Body of the Son of Heaven”, and naturally he can also chop out his head and train it into other demonic bodies

And where his head is, maybe it is where the true spirit is.

He sleeps here, relying on the uniqueness of the three layers of the Nine Layers of the Jade Pool, and the warmth of the “Taiyi Golden Water” to resist the erosion of time.

Meng Qi suddenly realized that Lu Ya’s real purpose was not the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror, but to allow himself to enter the fairyland, alarming the devil, causing him to wake up early and unable to recover to the best state, so that he could return to the peak state. He creates an edge in game fights

And whether he will die or not is not something he considers and weighs.

The battle of power has always been like this without leaving a trace

As for the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror, on the premise that the Demon Lord discovered the secret entrance of Yaochi and slept here, he has undoubtedly subdued it

It’s just that such fragmented things can accumulate power once they are used, and cannot be used continuously.

At this moment, the head suddenly opened its eyes. It was two black holes, the first evil and the first evil.

At the edge of the Yaochi, the distance between heaven and earth disappeared. Gurdo, who was beaten to death by colorful broken branches and bracelet fragments, saw Mr. Lu Da, Su Wuming, and the magician Han Guang.

And Han Guang also saw Su Wuming and others trying to avoid them.

The devil opened his eyes, and Meng Qi immediately vacated Qingyun, not daring to run away rashly.

“Fellow Daoist Lu Ya is indeed playing with wishful thinking, but I have always been cunning.” The Demon Lord smiled slightly before making a move, “It’s a pity, you have to be buried here.”

As soon as the words fell, his head sank, and an ancient bronze coffin appeared in the void, and his heart flew away from it and fell into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Lord pierced through the Taiyi Golden Pool with his head and heart, and disappeared without a trace, and he did not know where he fled.

He didn’t have time to take away the core fragments of the Haotian Mirror, because of a sudden change in Yaochi, the laws of heaven and earth turned into indescribably strange patterns, all of which stood out, like illusory and terrifying shackles or seals, engulfing Yaochi. Fully wrapped.

Meng Qi’s mind moved, he looked up, his senses seemed to be heightened, and he saw the whole fairyland.

I saw an illusory and pure white palm holding out the entire fairyland, picking it up from the second floor of the Nine Heavens.

Yao Chi, who seemed insignificant compared to it, just lay quietly in this palm, and along the palm, one could see a majestic and sacred statue.

This is the statue of the Lifeless Mother

The Dharma King stood on the shoulder of the statue, looked down, and solemnly said:

“My mother wants to refine a peerless magic weapon with you from the fairy pond and fragments”

Yaochi was caught by the palm, and neither the fierce light nor the dharma body could break out of the barrier, and everyone’s belongings were trapped in Yaochi

Faced with this, Meng Qi suddenly sighed, he was always forced to resort to the last resort.

He took out the tree of the avenue and stretched it into the pool of Taiyi Gold.

It has long been unbearable to be continued.

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