The little guy has only been enlightened for a year.
According to human calculations, it is considered one year old.
He was very immature and timid. He managed to say a word and was already shaking so much that he didn't dare to see anyone.
The young general paused when he heard the words and opened his mouth, but was speechless.
There are big monsters killing people indiscriminately, but aren't they also killing monsters indiscriminately?
The aura of this little cabbage demon is pure, and like the rabbit demon, there is no blood in it, and it has obviously never killed anyone.
What does it have to do with other big demons killing people?
"enough!"
At this time, behind Yu Xuan, another middle-aged man couldn't hold it anymore and roared, his expression extremely impatient: "Kill if you want, whatever you say. My head is going to explode!"
"Zhang Kui!"
Yu Xuan scolded, but the latter stiffened his neck and refused to retreat: "Boss Yu! You are afraid of him, but I, Zhang Kui, am not afraid! No matter how powerful he is, is it possible that he can kill me twice?"
He stood up suddenly and glanced at his companions, but he no longer wanted to endure it: "The face of the Zhencheng Army has been completely humiliated by you!"
"Asshole!"
Yu Xuan was furious. As he stood up, he slapped him in the face, sending him flying ten feet and falling into the ruins.
He used a lot of force. The middle-aged man didn't expect Yu Xuan to attack him. He was caught off guard and almost had his head knocked off. A mouthful of blood spurted out, but he fainted immediately.
"Your Majesty, please don't blame Yu for his lax conduct."
Yu Xuan took a deep breath, his face was extremely ugly, but he didn't want to say anything else: "But my brother is right. If I fall into trouble this time, you can kill or behead me as you please!"
Wow~
The rest of the people also stood up, and the aura around them suddenly began to steam up, and a wisp of blood energy escaped, making the world become extremely hot.
Tu Ba's expression changed, and he hurriedly took two steps back holding Xiao Baicai.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"I won't kill Lin Qianlong, and you haven't done anything to me, so why should I kill him?"
An Qisheng's expression did not change much, but his tone remained as calm as water in the face of the blazing energy of the crowd.
"You, you won't kill us?"
Someone was surprised and doubtful: "Aren't you afraid that we will leak the news and lead to Jingyesi's people chasing after you?"
Jingyesi is the most violent organization in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Among them, there are many strong men like clouds, masters like rain, and many human-immortal powerhouses who combine the ten magical powers into one. It is said that the current leader "Zhang Fengfu" is the master of the soul and has transformed into a millionaires.
"If I don't kill you, won't Jingyesi know about it?"
An Qisheng asked back, "Although I won't kill you, I won't let you go."
There were more than just Jingyesi in the Imperial Court of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Among them, there were many Shinto masters in the "Qintianjian" who could spy on the secrets of heaven and earth.
It is simply impossible to avoid being aware of anything.
But be it Jingyesi or Qin Tianjian, even Lin Qianlong, the governor of Jingyesi in Youzhou, would go to war.
No matter how many times the number of people is, they will all be exhausted to death.
You must know that the population of the Northwest Passage is nearly one trillion, while Dazhou has seventy-two lanes. The Northwest Passage is only a border land and is sparsely populated!
Not to mention, they also have to monitor the other two imperial dynasties.
"You, you want to imprison me?"
Lin Feng tightened his palms.
"You came and destroyed this city. Do you want me to take care of the aftermath?"
An Qisheng didn't care that they were facing a formidable enemy, and glanced at Yu Xuan lightly: "If Commander Yu doesn't want to take action, just sit down and talk."
His eyes were calm and without any ripples.
In fact, to him, neither Yu Xuan nor Lin Qianlong was a threat to him.
Even at this time, he has not yet started practicing.
"That's fine."
Facing the dull eyes in front of him, Yu Xuan nodded slowly, sat down cross-legged again, slightly cupped his hands and said: "What the Taoist Master wants to ask is about the 'Five-Colored Divine Light' and the 'Seven Treasures Magic', right?"
The remaining people looked at each other in confusion. Seeing that the boss had sat down, they could only sit down expressionlessly.
Without saying a word, he listened quietly to the conversation between the two people in front of him.
"good."
An Qisheng nodded slightly.
"To be honest, I don't know much about the events of the previous dynasty. Most of what is recorded in the book is the speculation and tampering of later generations, and it is difficult to determine whether it is true or false.
Before the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, there was a long gap in history. "
Yu Xuan pondered for a moment and then said: "It is said that the previous dynasty was named 'Xia', and there was only one emperor. His name was 'Yu', and later generations were called King Yu."
"Xia, Yu..."
An Qisheng's eyes flickered, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.
Since coming to this world, he has felt familiar things more than once, some of the essence of Confucianism, incense, and even the "Great Xia" and "King Yu".
"According to legend, King Yu was born in his humble beginnings, and later achieved great fortune and achieved unparalleled achievements. He created thousands of mountains and flattened thousands of rivers, and his achievements lasted for eternity. He suppressed the world with a rod of spiritual yang and determined the waves of the four seas. He was a rare overlord throughout the ages... ..."
Yu Xuan thought carefully about his words and wanted to be as detailed as possible. Unfortunately, he didn't know much, and he couldn't say much after searching his guts.
Finally, he ended his story with a wry smile: "I heard that the Lingyang stick that King Yu had back then is now in the imperial capital."
"Lingyang stick..."
An Qisheng's face looked a little strange. If he was only familiar with it before, when he heard the name, he felt that something was wrong.
Lingyang Stick had another name in his previous life.
This shouldn't be a coincidence...
"correct!"
At this time, Yu Xuanxi remembered something and hurriedly said: "I once saw a comment in that ancient tomb, which seemed to be the epitaph of a certain important person in the previous dynasty..."
"Um?"
An Qisheng gathered his thoughts and signaled Yu Xuan to continue.
The latter thought for a moment, then put his finger down and started writing on the stone slab: "This kind of writing seems to belong to the previous dynasty, but I don't know what it means..."
An Qisheng lowered his eyes, his pupils suddenly shrank, and waves finally surged in his heart.
The three-hearted blue soul boy jumped up and said in a horrified tone: "Mr. Monster, isn't this the text from your previous life?"
The little blue-skinned monster was completely shocked.
It is very clear that An Qisheng knows countless kinds of words, but among them, there is only one that he cares about the most.
The diary he wrote back then was written in this kind of writing!
An Qisheng remained silent, looking at Yu Xuan who raised his head, and that line of words was deeply imprinted in his mind.
In the sea of mind, the three-hearted blue soul boy paced back and forth and muttered unconsciously:
"Master of Daxia, ancestor of Earth Immortal...Master Yixin Guan...disciple, Si Mi, stayed in Daxia for thirty-six thousand years."
"Disciple, Si Mi... these words are for me..."
An Qisheng muttered to himself, but he had a clear understanding in his heart.
This sentence may be the fragment of the soul that he cut off, and was given to him by Yu Xuan's hand.
As he thought, deep in his soul, a picture of the Tao suddenly shone brightly, and the power of the Tao poured down like water.
Pour it into your heart.
Pour it into that text.
Buzz~
A dull sound that seemed to come from far away in time and space exploded in my heart.
Then, various pictures slowly unfolded in his mind, and the breath of time came suddenly, heavy and desolate.
The three-hearted blue soul boy jumped back and retreated to avoid the aura.
Staring away again, I saw that in the unfolding picture, the mountains and rivers merged, the air flow roared, and the dark clouds rolled in, just like an excellent landscape painting.
The sky is clear for thousands of miles high in the sky, and there is absolutely no cloud beyond the six-round sun. Golden light shines on the boundless land, the grass and trees are facing the sun, and everything is flourishing.
And below, in the mountains covered with clouds and mist, there was no place where the light could reach.
The shadows are flowing down, and the bright mountain top is nowhere to be seen. There is a small Taoist temple. The Taoist temple is very small and only occupies a very small area on the top of the mountain.
It is in the shadows and seems not to be exposed to the sun all year round. However, there is a huge tea tree in it.
The tea tree grew extremely tall, with a crown like an umbrella, covering the entire Taoist temple.
"That is......"
An Qisheng's heart moved, and he looked far away. Amidst the rapid consumption of Taoist power, he saw the Taoist temple and the tea tree.
I also saw the old Taoist sitting quietly sipping tea under the tea tree, his face invisible, his figure shrouded in the mist.
mountain top,
Old Taoist,
tea tree.
It is like an extremely quiet landscape painting, but there are unspeakable truths flowing in it.
Click!
At a certain moment, there seemed to be a thunderbolt, and the picture displayed on the scroll suddenly changed.
There seemed to be infinite flames that suddenly bloomed from all directions in the world.
"Oh!"
The three-hearted blue soul boy screamed strangely, but he unconsciously came closer and was almost knocked down by the aura.
An Qisheng ignored its cry and watched intently.
It was a magnificent battlefield.
On the various continents, a group of monsters roared, and among the sea of clouds, powerful beasts roared into the sky.
The endless flames of war started from Beijuzhou and went all the way through the Nine Heavens to the Heaven Beyond the Heavens.
A giant beat his chest, raised his arms and roared, raised his ax high, and pointed directly at the heavenly palace.
There was a giant demon roaring ferociously, and with just a stick held up to the sky, it could displace thousands of acres of air waves and flatten endless smoke clouds.
A giant demon crawled on the ground, got up again, and lifted up the entire Sumeru Mountain.
There are also those five colors intertwined, pressing across the sky and the earth. It is like a fan. When it shakes, the starry sky trembles, and the gods fall like rain.
...
It was a war that swept the world!
Among them there are humans, demons, demons, Buddhas, gods...
There was also the old Taoist priest who stood up holding a tree and roared to the sky!
Click!
At a certain moment, the world in the picture suddenly dimmed for a moment, and immediately, colorful lights bloomed with endless brilliance!
A small tree of seven colors, as big as an arm, as crystal clear as jade, with young branches growing out of it, came from nowhere.
Stepped into the battlefield.
That little tree was extremely small, but its color was extremely brilliant. The moment it appeared, it triggered a riot on the entire battlefield!
There was a big demon with a frightened look on his face, but he was furious and roared, and charged into the sky brandishing his sword.
Immediately, he was brushed by the small tree and disappeared into the world.
boom!
An Qisheng wanted to watch it again, but there was a sudden thunder in his heart. The picture suddenly trembled and was torn apart by an invisible force!
And that final glimpse.
He could see clearly that a small tree surrounded by seven colors fell from the sky.
Slowly, yet irresistibly.
Brushed away the roaring giant with an axe,
He wiped out the big demon holding a stick and swinging across the sky.
Brushed away the bull demon that scaled Mount Sumeru,
I brushed towards the peacock with its wings spread in five colors and its neck singing,
And, the old man who also holds the tree!
