With Tu Shen as the peacemaker, Da Siming and Shao Siming did not really fight.
But anyone can feel that there are obvious cracks between the brother and sister, between the Shouyuan Avenue and the Fanyan Avenue, and the cracks may become deeper and deeper.
Da Siming mobilized a large number of divine guards and surrounded the Temple of Death from a distance, and then Da Siming disappeared.
But he did not leave this place too far, hiding in the dark to observe what was about to happen in the Temple of Death.
Wu Wan and Shao Siming did not delay either.
Shao Si ordered: "Let's go to the temple and have a look."
Then, she thought of something again, and with a bit of anxiety in her eyes, she said, "I really wanted to be a little impulsive before and make the decision for you without permission."
"Hey," Wu Wang waved his hand, "It's all trivial, don't take it personally."
Shao Siming nodded slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Wan's eyes were filled with divine light and the smile on his lips was always there.
She was indeed a little impulsive just now. She forgot to ask Wu Wan for his opinion and just said the word 'we'.
For some reason, Shao Siming thought he could say 'I' or 'I', but when the words came out, there was an additional 'we'.
However, she didn't worry too much about this, or had any qualms. After hearing Wu Wan's greeting, she stepped on Wu Wan's cloud and fell together towards the Temple of Death.
Before entering the Temple of Death this time, Wu Wan secretly set two warnings.
First, if you can do something, don't talk, avoid your own remarks, and have some inspiration for the God of Death.
Second, if you can get away, don't attack randomly.
He is now completely sure that Da Siming arranged for him to come here to 'help the God of Death' in order to induce him to deal with this God of Death, thereby directly questioning Wu Wang, or at least expelling him from the Heavenly Palace.
If Wu Wan didn't hold back and really got rid of such 'hidden dangers' for the Human Realm, there would be no real losses to the Heavenly Palace.
The Avenue of Death is locked in the Divine Court, and they can spend their divine power at any time to reshape the God of Death.
What's more, the God of Death himself has collapsed many times, not least this time.
This is Da Siming's real plan.
Wu Wan only needs to get through the current stage smoothly without doing anything more. After leaving here, he no longer pays attention to the God of Death, which means he has overcome this small crisis.
Because the God of Death had been irritable for a while, many changes also occurred in the Temple of Death at this time.
Groups of dark gray aura floated outside the palace door, and Wu Wan seemed to be able to feel the pain of living beings before death.
"well……"
Shao Siming sighed softly, stared at the dark space inside the temple door, and whispered:
"It's not easy for this god. It has collapsed countless times so far. Even every time it is born again, the consciousness it produces is brand new and has no connection with the previous one."
"Oh? Why?"
Shao Siming said: "The first born gods are very fragile, and no matter what method they use, they cannot withstand the resentment and hatred of living beings.
When there were not many living beings in the beginning, it had already suffered such a backlash.
Now between heaven and earth..."
"No living thing counts."
Wu Wan also sighed slightly and said with a smile: "Let's go in and take a look at the powerful god of Tiangong who has never been able to grow up. It would be interesting if he is awake."
"Well," Shao Siming motioned Wu Wan to move back. There was a puppet in his right hand, and his left hand moved slightly to draw simple divine patterns.
A ball of emerald green light slowly flew into the front door of the palace, leading the man to step inside slowly.
Suddenly, shrill laughter, crying, and angry curses came from the front.
The resentment of the creatures seemed to be real, flowing past the two of them like a gray river, and dissipated at the end of the corridor.
A little enlightenment came to Wu Wan's heart - the resentment of these creatures was the main culprit that made this place barren of grass.
The distance of more than ten feet passed in a flash.
The emerald green light became more dazzling, illuminating the entire hall.
The sarcophagus without a lid is displayed in the middle of the hall. In the black mist floating everywhere, empty and meaningless shadows are acting out all kinds of miserable deaths.
The two of them discovered the thin figure huddled in the corner almost at the same time, and Wu Wangdao was inexplicably touched.
The figure looked like a human girl of eleven, twelve or three years old. She was wrapped in a solemn black robe. Her whole body seemed to be swallowed by the robe, and the lower half of her long hair like withered grass was spread on the ground.
She seemed a little afraid of Shao Siming, and she seemed to be waking up from a nightmare. She had not yet broken free from the predicament in the dream, and her whole body was trembling.
Seeing this, Shao Siming raised his hand to disperse the emerald green light.
The God of Death breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to speak, a voice came out of her thin and bloodless pale lips: "Help..."
Buzz!
A gray ripple visible to the naked eye bloomed from her forehead and swept away in all directions.
But the gray mark only spread out half a foot, and actually retracted towards her forehead. The scene was like the years going back, and time and space rewinding. When the gray ripples penetrated into her forehead, the God of Death let out an incomparably shrill scream. He screamed, and his body kept twitching.
Shao Siming couldn't bear it and immediately took action to seal the God of Death.
Wu Wan suddenly raised his hand and pressed Shao Siming's arm, and whispered:
"Life and death are in conflict, and you and her are just at odds with each other."
Shao Siming nodded slightly and frowned at the miserable state of the God of Death.
The shrill screams came one after another.
Even though Wu Wang had seen the two armies fighting many times and the creatures were like charcoal, he still couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart and the hair on his body stood on end.
It's really, really weird here.
"Can you help her?"
Shao Siming said softly:
“Although death is hated by living creatures, death is an indispensable rule for living creatures.
The world is not infinite, and the places that can survive in the world are also limited. My avenue of reproduction corresponds to the continuous continuation of living beings to the next generation. My brother's avenue of longevity defines how long living creatures can survive in the world.
The avenue of death is not only the end of longevity, but also an aid to reproduction.
The meaning of the Great Way of Life lies in endless life, inheritance and continuation. "
There was a little hesitation in Wu Wang's eyes.
He said: "First of all, I don't know how to help her. This kind of backlash from the avenue, the resentment of countless creatures is imposed on an immature consciousness, and the collapse of this consciousness is an inevitable result.
It can only be said that if the God of Death did not rise quickly before the creatures became powerful, he was destined to be in such a predicament.
Secondly, the God of Death may be very pitiful at the moment, but once she returns to normal and becomes the real powerful God of Tiangong, how will Tiangong use this avenue?
Your brother's Shouyuan Dao can directly threaten living beings, and now he..."
"Oh, that's the truth."
Shao Siming frowned slightly and thought carefully for a while.
Soon, she murmured: "In other words, we can only think of a way to help her go through this painful process so that she will not obey the orders of the Heavenly Palace."
Wu Wang was also happy in his heart.
As expected, Shao Siming had no sense of belonging to Tiangong.
"That's pretty much it."
Wu Wan responded and slowly squatted down, watching the God of Death gradually calm down in pain and began to look for her eyes.
The eyes of the God of Death are pure black, as black as the abyss and the night, with immense pain hidden within them.
"There is another very important point," Wu Wan said slowly, "We also need to consider whether the God of Death, who has endured so much resentment, will have her mind distorted because of this after she gains stable and powerful power. "
Shao Siming also squatted down and stared at the pale face of the God of Death.
"In this way, we really can't help her."
"Well," Wu Wang said, "We are not the most powerful gods. There are many things that we cannot do. This matter is actually super..."
Before the word "Chao" was spoken, the world in front of Wu Wan's eyes instantly solidified.
Wu Wan had experienced this kind of situation before, and not just once.
In the southeastern region of the wilderness, north of the Lin family in the northern border of the human realm!
And every time, it is accompanied by the appearance of that existence - the incarnation of Tiangong, Emperor, and Order!
The sound of slight footsteps came from behind. Wu Wang stood up and turned around to look, only to see that Emperor Kuang was walking forward with his hands behind his back, as if he was a middle-aged scribe without any strength.
Inexplicably, Wu Wan felt some kind of intimacy with Di Kuang, and he immediately understood in his heart that this was not the incarnation of Emperor Kuang's order, but the arrival of Emperor Kuang himself.
That's right, there's no reason why the main body can't use magical powers that can be used by incarnations.
Emperor Kuang smiled slightly at Wu Wang and called out in a familiar tone: "Wu Wang, have you thought of any solution?"
"Senior, don't call me that," Wu Wan said seriously, "I'm not used to it."
Just as Emperor Cheng was about to answer, he frowned and looked at Wu Wan's side.
There, Shao Siming's head shook slightly, and with a soft cry, a shadow appeared above his head, and he got into this 'stretched moment'.
Emperor Kuang was obviously a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect Shao Siming to be able to break through his magical power.
Wu Wang secretly thought that he was going to suffer.
If Emperor Kuang regarded Shao Siming as a threat, Shao Siming might be in trouble.
"His Majesty?"
Shao Siming asked with some confusion, "Why do you still use magical powers to come?"
Emperor Kuang immediately put away his previous 'amiable' temperament and returned to his usual 'not alarmed by anything' calmness.
He smiled and said: "I never thought that the Shao Siming Dao would evolve so quickly, and that this Dao is not far away from becoming the strongest."
The shadow on Shao Siming's head was about to reply, but Wu Huan smiled and said:
"Senior, I'm serious. Shao Siming's avenue of reproduction only belongs to the avenue of living beings. Even if it increases due to the prosperity of living beings in the world, it is like the tide of the ocean. It rises and falls. It does not mean that the avenue has jumped.
Not to mention, she is different from other innate gods. "
There was a hint of amusement in Di Yan's eyes: "You seem a little nervous."
"It's not that I'm nervous," Wu Wang said, "I just feel that Shao Siming feels dizzy sometimes and is afraid that she might say something wrong and offend the senior."
"Am I that ignorant and foolish Emperor of Heaven?"
"There is no direct correlation between great talent and the capacity to accommodate people."
Emperor Kuang and Wu Wan stopped talking at the same time, and their eyes met for a moment.
The shadow on Shao Siming's head tilted his head slightly.
Although he didn't quite understand what was going on, he always felt that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven and him were fighting over something.
Soon, Di Kuang sighed slightly: "You still don't completely believe me after all."
"Senior Xihe must have set such a restriction on me, and it must have been his instruction."
"It doesn't matter, trust should be mutual, and I also have a lot of patience."
Emperor Kuang walked up to Wu Wan with his hands behind his back, glanced at Shao Siming, and then set his sights on the God of Death.
"There is no way to know why I gave you the throne of the God of Fengchun back then, and why I entrusted it with the secret of the dead tree turning into spring?
Withered trees blooming in spring, it symbolizes the rebirth of all things from decay. This avenue almost has the potential to become the most powerful path. "
Wu Wan smiled secretly in his heart, that was just almost.
He said: "I cannot clearly see the arrangements and plans of my seniors. The throne that my seniors gave me does have many mysterious uses, such as helping the Lilliputians and some small animals extend their longevity."
"You are wrong. I actually gave you a difficult problem, but you have never thought in this direction."
Emperor Kuang looked at Wu Wang with a hint of apology in his eyes.
Emperor Kuang said: "The problem is, when the human emperor's life span is about to end, and you have the ability to revive the dead tree, should you save the human emperor, or not."
Wu Wan couldn't help but be startled.
If the Human Emperor is not saved, the human realm will lose its protection. If the Tiangong army threatens the north, the Xinhuo Avenue will fall into silence, and the human realm will once again experience the dark and turbulent years of ten rooms and nine empty houses.
To save the Human Emperor, one must pay a heavy price, even risk one's own life...
This is a heart-breaking plan.
"This is actually a strategy I formulated at the time, when I was not familiar with you yet."
Di Kuang said:
"I just wanted to see if the Human Realm would keep today's Human Emperor with the hope of the future, or if it still has the courage to go through the third dark turmoil, but to keep the flame and wait for it to burn again.
If you choose not to rejuvenate Shen Nong, you will inevitably leave a shadow on your Taoist heart in this life, and your achievements will definitely be inferior to Shen Nong's.
If Shennong is saved by you, he will only be able to survive for a while, and his own mental state may collapse.
In this way, it is possible to regain the avenue of fire. "
Wu Wang's face turned a little dark, and Shao Siming couldn't help but frown slightly.
"However, now I can't bear to let you make such a choice."
Di Kuang changed the subject, his eyes filled with the loving care of an old senior.
"Sometimes I do have a deeper plan, but now I will only give you benefits and will not let you suffer such suffering.
When I was just an experienced Taoist in the Immortal Realm, even if I wanted to accept you as a name-only disciple, I couldn't say it out loud.
But it won’t happen now. I am the Emperor of Heaven. Even if I designate the West and East fields as your fiefdom, it’s just a matter of raising my hand. "
Wu Wang:......
From what the Emperor of Heaven said, could it be that he wanted to accept him as his godson? !
Pooh! nausea!
The beautiful eyebrows of Young Siming on the side also wrinkled deeper and deeper.
She seemed to have just met the Emperor of Heaven today, and she felt that this Emperor of Heaven was weird in every aspect, and was completely different from the Emperor of Heaven that she had come into contact with before.
To be precise, it's more human-like.
Wu Huan decisively spoke first: "Senior's sudden appearance must not be because he wanted to catch up with me, and he used such magical powers in the land of heaven. He must not want other people to know about it.
Senior, why not explain it simply.
My mother is always keeping an eye on me, and if she notices anything unusual, she is likely to become overly nervous. "
"Let's get down to business," Di Kuang said sternly, "Wuwang, I want you to use the divine power of dead wood to give spring a chance to the Avenue of Death."
"Opportunity? I don't understand."
Wu smiled and said: "Senior, as the Emperor of Heaven, you have given me such divine power. Why don't you just use the divine power of Fengchun God? Why do you have to ask me to take action?"
"Because you can influence Shao Siming," Di Kuang said, "Fengchun's intention alone cannot help the God of Death."
Wu Wang cupped his hands and said, "I would like to hear the details."
Emperor Kuang said: "Actually, you were wrong about one thing before. The God of Death was born before living beings prospered and had mature consciousness, but he still couldn't bear the resentment of living beings towards death.
This is the main reason why I have been unable to stabilize the God of Death.
The fear of death among living beings is universal and solid, and this is something that no one can change.
But because of the existence of the avenue of reproduction, death has been given a new definition. As Shao Siming just said, the existence of the avenue of death gives new people a foothold. The meaning of the avenue of life lies in the endless life and reincarnation. more than. "
Wu Wan nodded in agreement and asked, "What next?"
Di Kuang said: "If you two attack at the same time, you will have a chance to prevent the God of Death from collapsing."
"I refuse."
Shao Siming spoke with a somewhat cold voice: "If the God of Death is stable, the Heavenly Palace will oppress living beings unscrupulously."
"No, why does the Heavenly Palace oppress living beings?"
Emperor Kuang asked back: "Do innate gods get pleasure from oppressing living beings, or are there among the gods in the Heavenly Palace those innate gods who take pleasure in killing ordinary living beings?"
Shao Siming couldn't help but be speechless.
Wu Wan slowly spit out two words: "Golden God."
"She is an exception," Di Kuang said. "She has a perverse temperament, and I have been dissatisfied with her for a long time."
Wu Wan said: "Most of the innate gods are enjoying the worship of living beings, enjoying the sense of control after standing above the living beings and establishing their rule over the living beings."
"I can't convince you anymore."
Emperor Kuang chuckled lightly and seemed not to take it seriously, but then he said:
"However, I have one more thing to say... Do you know why I help the God of Death to reshape it again and again, and I don't care how much divine power it consumes?
In fact, it was to deal with Zhulong. "
Shao Siming's expression changed slightly.
Emperor Kuang sighed softly, stared at the God of Death that looked like a clay sculpture, and sighed:
"The reason why Zhulong is invincible in the wilderness is that it is immortal, unchanging, and undefeated.
No matter how serious the injury is, it cannot kill it, and no matter how powerful the seal is, it cannot limit itself.
But if there is a god of death in Wutian Palace who has a stable path, he can give Zhulong the characteristics of death on the day when Zhulong returns, so that Zhulong has the possibility of falling.
In this way, if Tiangong and Zhulong fight with all their strength, they may not be unable to win.
I certainly don’t want the seal of heaven and earth to be broken. In fact, in order to maintain the seal of heaven and earth, I can pay a lot of price.
But at the same time, I must make these preparations. When the candle dragon returns, I will use the mystery of death in the avenue of life to give it a fatal blow.
Wuwu, I...I can make you a promise.
As long as you convince Shao Siming and find a way to help the dead trees of the Avenue of Death rejuvenate, I will only send the God of Death to appear when fighting against the candle dragon, and will never use her to threaten living beings and the human realm. "
Wu Wan stared at Emperor Kuang's back, doubts rising in his heart.
Convincing Shao Siming is not the point.
If Emperor Kuang was willing, he had at least a hundred ways to convince Shao Siming to take action long ago.
The God of Fengchun is canonized by the Heavenly Palace, so it doesn't matter what he is called. The divine power of the God of Fengchun is just a pure tool.
The difficulty in this matter should lie in the words Di Kuang mentioned inadvertently just now.
'And find a way to help the dead trees on the road of death to rejuvenate'.
This life...
Wu Wan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cloud suddenly appeared in his heart. There seemed to be a shadow of a big bell in the cloud, but the shadow disappeared in a flash, as if he was afraid of being sensed by Emperor Xi.
Wu Wu suddenly raised his head.
"Senior, how do you win my trust?"
Shao Siming hesitated to speak, but Emperor Kuang turned around with a smile, as if he had expected Wu Wan to agree.
