Chapter 5: The Mortal Catastrophe

Tianjun talked to Qinghua for a while, and estimated that the gods and immortals were almost gossiping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Therefore, he stepped forward, sat down on the Lingxiao Hall again, and cleared his throat and said: "Ten thousand years ago, the Demon Realm Lord Stygian Wind was originally in charge of the Demon Realm in an orderly manner, and the well water of the Six Realms was not committed, who knew that he didn't know who he was bewitched by in the middle of the way, and he actually wanted to attack the mortal realm, and was instructed by the Lord of the Western Heavens Buddha, so he let the Qinghua Emperor go to subdue, originally according to the monstrous fault of the Dark Wind, he was enough to be trapped on the Lingshan Futian Stone, through the daily sword, axe, and sword slash, thorns and gravel, and seventy-two lightning and thunder thunder. And Qinghua finally couldn't bear to see his hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation in vain, so he repented quietly, who knew that ten thousand years had passed, and now it seems that this wind is really stubborn. Anyway, you immortal monarchs don't need to worry, Qinghua could accept him 10,000 years ago, and after 10,000 years, he will naturally be able to accept him. ”

The gods who were still interested in gossip all touched their noses, and thought ashamedly that they really hadn't been "worried", because they were not free, and of course they knew that there was no problem with the ability of Emperor Qinghua. All of you are gods who have lived for more than 100,000 years, so the battle of 10,000 years is naturally known to everyone.

Ten thousand years ago, when the news of the wind was wreaking havoc on the earth, most of the gods of the heavenly realm, including the Heavenly Monarch, were conducting a wisdom meeting held on the spiritual mountain under the throne of the Lingshan Buddha, and when the gods were reciting the Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra, the officials of the heavenly realm came to the Lingshan Hall and hurriedly told the Heavenly Monarch and the Buddha about it. When Shakyamuni asked which god in the hall was willing to go to Pingding, Qinghua, who was closest to His Highness, got up silently, and didn't say much, his right hand instantly transformed into a Tianxing Sword that had not been used for a long time, and the cold light of the sword body flashed, emitting a trace of cold and murderous aura, Qinghua didn't say a word, and the figure was ready to go with the sword!

The legend of 10,000 years ago in the storytelling hall of the mortal world is still a relatively popular joke.

In every teahouse, there is a storyteller Lang Lang said: A fairy god in the sky, called Emperor Qinghua, on the day of the catastrophe in the world, came suddenly, at that time, because of the strange work of the Xuanming, the world and the world changed color, the fire was long, and the people were shouting and screaming everywhere, the houses were destroyed, and the living beings were wiped out.

At this time, Emperor Qinghua, who was dressed in an ink robe and held the Tianxing Sword at his feet, was so calm and calm, flying independently in front of the dark wind that was already crazy at that time, and even transformed into a dragon. Then Emperor Qinghua led the wind to the uninhabited Eastern Barren Mountain in the world, and only then did he begin to exert his immortal power to subdue, and one god and one demon fought for a day and a night.

When the Stygian Wind was seriously injured and lying on the Eastern Barren Mountain, Emperor Qinghua was going to lock him to the Lingshan Futian Stone and suffer a lot of suffering in the world, but for some reason he suddenly changed his path, and finally only sank the Stygian Wind to the bottom of the sea, wishing him to introspect and reform himself. Therefore, a catastrophe in heaven and earth ended.

Ten thousand years have passed in a flash, who would have thought that this wind is still so obsessed with too much. The gods began to smack again.

Tianjun looked at the immortals, paused and said, "The matter is over, let's get down to business, Xuan Ling, you come here." ”

Su Mei looked at Xuan Ling, her gaze just now made her feel a little uneasy, a girl who is thousands of years old has such a heavy concentration in her eyes, she is afraid of ......