A strange crimson flashed through Zhong Ye's eyes for no reason. He licked the corners of his mouth, and then his whole face revealed an evil aura.
Mo Chuyang, who felt the changes in Zhong Ye, was overjoyed and immediately spoke again, "When our king wakes up, he will lead his army of demons to the Five Classics of Mountains and Seas again. At that time, as the first lieutenants under the throne, you and I, as long as we can get Come down to this planet, and you and I will be in charge of this place in the future, and we will definitely be able to make a difference for you.”
Zhong Ye lowered his head and remained silent until the strong wind roared on the top of the island, making his Taoist robes rustle.
"Throw yourself to death and live again. The emperor and god are gone. The reincarnation of time is just a rule under heaven. Now there are very few gods in the mountains and seas. How can we be compared with the devil? If the devil gives birth to a new king, we are afraid that we will be even more helpless. There is no chance of winning, so we can only resort to this last resort..." Zhongye looked up at the sky and murmured.
Mo Chuyang restrained his mind and no longer competed with Zhong Ye for control of his body. He stayed down and said with a smile, "Fellow Zhong Ye serves the country and benefits the common people. This is a great righteousness and has immeasurable merits. In the future, Mountains and seas have changed dynasties, and the people of Li have been protected from the suffering of water and fire. All of this is due to your great contribution, Taoist friend Zhongye."
Zhong Ye's face was startled, and then a trace of longing and yearning flashed across his face. He nodded and said lightly, "Mo Chuyang, I know you have good intentions and you have great intentions, but you just want me to walk on a path with you." The point of no return is not without conditions.”
Mo Chuyang's face darkened, and he said patiently and coldly, "Isn't the condition I gave you generous?"
Zhong Ye asked, "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different. How can I believe it if you just say it casually?"
Mo Chuyang said angrily, "Then what do you want?"
Zhong Ye put his hands together, and a Tai Chi diagram suddenly flashed in his palms. However, compared to the black and white Tai Chi diagram, the Tai Chi diagram that Zhong Ye offered at this moment was a golden circle, which was quite bright.
"Cun Si Huang Ting regulates yin and yang, uses the internal organs as the orifices, and disperses them into all gods." Zhong Ye said loudly.
In his body, while Mo Chuyang was still thinking about certain stakes, he suddenly felt a darkness shrouding his surroundings, and a force that made his heart palpitate came towards him.
"Zhongye, what are you doing!"
Zhongye smiled heartily and said, "Since you and I will do something for the people of the mountains and seas, why bother to worry about yourself? This is the supreme magical power of Huang Tingjing Taiqing Realm. After it is used, it will be nothing more than taking everything from you and me." The mana, including the soul, is fused together in this body. In other words, when one is prosperous, both are prosperous, and when one is harmed, both are harmed. From now on, you and I will be indistinguishable from each other and become one person."
Mo Chuyang's eyes widened and he looked at Zhongye with disbelief. When he saw the latter casting spells smoothly, Mo Chuyang was shocked. Before he could react, endless darkness surrounded him.
Outside the body, the golden Tai Chi diagram shines brightly, but inside the body, the only remaining souls of the two people merge with each other in the darkness. As the two Yi Tai Chi continue to rotate, until the two residual souls gradually approach each other, the blue and black The two colors were entangled endlessly, and finally gradually merged into one.
After a long time, when Zhong Ye opened his eyes, his eye sockets were no longer the same as before. One eye was full of darkness, while the other eye was surprisingly white. One eye was black and the other was white, making it look like several people Eerie and scary.
The black eyes flashed, and the shadow of Mo Chuyang appeared in the center.
"Zhongye, are you satisfied now?"
His white eyes brightened slightly, Zhong Ye smiled and said, "We share the same body, so how can we have two minds? Now that you and I are integrated into one body, we naturally depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes, and share weal and woe."
Mo Chuyang felt angry and couldn't calm down, but what had happened had already happened, and he didn't want to talk more. Now that his body had been neutralized by the two of them, he had no hope of leaving this place. He could only wait until his tribe occupied this place before making any plans.
"Stop talking nonsense, the treasure trove of the Emperor of Heaven is right under your nose. Now the proud men of the whole world of mountains and seas are here. While they are still cultivating in the treasure trove, as long as you destroy this tower, you will show that Be loyal to my determination as a demon." Mo Chuyang said directly.
Zhong Ye struggled slightly. There were not only younger generations from the two realms who came here in the Emperor of Heaven's treasure house, but also disciples from his Mist Shadow Sect who came here. When he let them enter the treasure house, Zhong Ye had already seen some clues, but As an island guard, I cannot reveal my identity at will, so I have no choice but to give up.
"Zhong Ye!" After waiting for a long time, seeing that Zhong Ye was still unmoved, Mo Chuyang had lost his patience.
Zhong Ye let out a depressed sigh, then faced the sea and bowed in the distance, then flew to the sky firmly and decisively, looking down at the nine-story tower transformed into an island in front of him.
Zhong Ye raised one hand high and made a sword. A ray of green light cut through the sky, and Tai Chi diagrams were seen all over the sky. Under the control of his other hand, the entire island was covered with Bagua diagrams. The barrier, each Bagua picture fits together seamlessly, sealing the island tightly.
"You can't blame me anymore. One day the mountains and seas will change owners, I will definitely erect a monument and file a lawsuit for you." Zhong Ye seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be mourning silently.
Mo Chuyang had a smile on his face and couldn't wait.
Just when Zhongye was about to destroy the island, suddenly, the whole world fell into silence, the wind stopped and the clouds stopped, and everything was still.
A ray of colorful light flew from the Western Mountain through the distant continent until it stood not far in front of Zhong Ye.
To the north, purple air was billowing, but compared to the purple air caused by Emperor Jun before, the purple light coming at this moment revealed a strong evil spirit. When the dark purple light dissipated, a person also stood behind Zhong Ye.
On the sea, among the idle clouds, a wild crane flew over with wings and crows. An old man sat on it. He was drowsy and kept shaking his head.
Under the idle clouds and wild cranes, there is another person riding a huge wooden gourd. He holds Buddha dust in his hand, carries a long sword on his back, and has a cold look on his face.
On the surface of Chishui, a wooden boat floated from nowhere. An old man, dressed in old clothes and wearing a bamboo hat, was gliding leisurely on the pole of the boat. The unfathomable Chishui was under his control, and the pole in his hand was It seems to have reached the end of the ocean floor.
"One pull of gold, hey! Two pulls of silver, hey! Three pulls of jewels are shining, the sea is worthy of the Koyu people, hey!" Above the sea, the old man who was punting the boat sang leisurely at the top of his voice. Singing songs, the sound of singing moves the sky.
The Taoist riding the wooden gourd glanced down and lightly dusted the Buddha dust. In an instant, it started raining continuously for dozens of miles.
The old man who was singing enthusiastically looked up at the sky and shivered unexpectedly. He put on his bamboo hat, tightened his tight clothes, and continued to sing: "The storm will frighten you, the robber will frighten you, Yu Ke." Don’t worry about it, go out to sea in June and be exposed to the sun, the fish in winter will be frozen, the sky will be shaking if there is no wind, the fish will be bargained for, the fish will be angry, the fish are really miserable."
As he sang, the old man who punted the boat was still not satisfied. He took the wine bottle from his waist and drank freely into his throat, with a look of intoxication and enjoyment on his face.
The old man sitting on the wild crane seemed to be attracted by the scent of the wine, and his sleepy eyes suddenly opened wide and bright. He looked down at the ground and saw the punting man enjoying himself. He smiled leisurely and said, "This old man from Tianjimen is still nice." It used to be a virtue."
"Aren't you the same?" the middle-aged man sitting on the wooden gourd said without squinting.
"Hey, there seems to be something going on over there in Western Paradise. No wonder few disciples have been wandering around for thousands of years."
"This is true for Buddhist countries, not to mention the Confucian side. After the Dongshan Sutra was sealed by the Dragon God, Confucianism seems to have lost its presence."
On top of the wild crane, the old man was as steady as Mount Tai. He looked at the east and west, a trace of sadness spread over his brows. He sighed bitterly and said, "This catastrophe, the entry into the world and the end of the world are all witnessed by my Taoist. It is really a blessing." ah."
The middle-aged man riding the wooden gourd was noncommittal. He leaned back, glanced at Chishui from the corner of his eye, and swallowed uncontrollably.
"You old boy, you ate so much of me back then, and now you're still thinking about killing that dragon in Chishui?"
"You can eat what you want, but you can't say what you want. But I didn't move a hand, Mo Guyuan did it all myself. Besides, my name is Dragon-Slaying True Monarch, how can I live up to my name?"
The two people flying from the sky were none other than the two divine beings Zhuangzi and Huizi who had been in Zhou's dream at Dahuang Village.
Zhuangzi shook his head and smiled bitterly, then shouted to the boatman below, "Where are the boatmen going?"
The old man took off the bamboo hat on his head. The sun was shining brightly, the sky was clear, and a colorful rainbow hung over the island, like a dream.
"Today or later, I have to go back to where I came from. Is Mr. Zhuangzi also seeing off guests?"
"You and I are of the same mind, but this guest doesn't want to leave after he comes. He has been reluctant to leave us for so many years. It's very embarrassing and distressing."
The punting man grinned, smiled at the other person and asked, "May I ask Master Keiko if you have any clever ideas?"
The sky is like a sword, the shadow of the sword is unparalleled and invincible in the world.
Keiko's sword flew straight up. Wherever it passed, the Tai Chi diagrams under the sky disappeared into thin air, and the Bagua diagrams around the island also disappeared.
It's just that the sword is drawn but no movement is seen, killing the enemy invisible.
"The door of my house is always open, and I am waiting for you with open arms. Once you hug me, you will have a tacit understanding. You will fall in love with this place. No matter how far you are, you are a guest. Please don't be polite. We have made an appointment to be together. We welcome you." Keiko is like a boatman. , flying with a sword, singing while flying.
Zhong Ye was dumbfounded, completely confused and forgetful of where he was.
The colorful light slowly dissipated, and Samsara stood in the void with an expressionless face, but his eyes were locked on Zhong Ye.
Ling Jiuquan stretched lazily, and all the dark purple light around him gathered behind him until it formed an extremely gorgeous and exquisite throne. Ling Jiuquan sat down, crossed his legs, and looked at Zhongye teasingly. .
Samsara and Ling Jiuquan came one behind the other, besieging Zhong Ye, while the other three Taoists walked slowly with light wind and light clouds, growing lotuses step by step, rising step by step.
