At the foot of Ono, sparks are everywhere.

And the people around Ono raised the torch in their hands like a demon, raised their arms and shouted, "Destroy the demon god of the world, mess with my heavenly way." All the people are united in doing the right thing for heaven!"

"Do the right thing for heaven!"

"Do the right thing for heaven!"

In the crowd, Ono was particularly at a loss.

But when she looked at me, she changed her previous panic, and instead screamed her voice like a little old woman, telling me over and over again, "King Beili, don't save Ono." It was Ono who made a big mistake, and was bewitched by the ghost's trick, mistakenly thinking that the spirit who fell outside Qingqiu was burdened by the beacon fire and hanging by a thread, so he sneaked out of Qingqiu with Rong and his brother behind his back, and was captured by these bad guys. King Beili, Ono is not worth saving. ”

Hearing this, Rong Ji quickly drew a circle at my feet, and said cautiously, "Don't come out, I'll save her." These men are obviously coming at you, and they are scheming, so you must not come near them, lest you fall into their trap. ”

"Good. ”

I was distraught by the sound of the crusade one after another, and I felt a splitting headache, so I reluctantly answered, and listened to what Rong Ji said, and settled in the barrier set by Rong Ji.

In fact, this rabble will never be my opponent.

But my anger was burning in me. If you are in a hurry and kill all the people in front of you, it is very likely that you will lose your mind and completely become the demon god of destruction predicted by the ancient demon dragon.

I clenched my fists and stared at Rong Ji's back, watching him face hundreds of "Diao Min" alone, and I felt indignant in my heart.

At this moment, on the main peak of Huaqing Mountain, a piece of piano sound floated down.

His voice whined, cried like a complaint, and complained like admiration.

The flowers fall and the moon lacks people to lose weight, and the broken intestines are at the end of the world?

For a while, I was also confused by the sound of the piano, sad and uncontrollable.

Fortunately, the black box woke me up in time, "Host, Fu Xiqin! Nine points of demonic nature, ten percent murderous, not only can bewitch the mind, but also tempt people to kill themselves, which is very good. ”

"Fu Xiqin?"

The black box said solemnly, "The Fuxi Qin is a musical instrument made of jade and tencel by Fuxi, and the body of the instrument glows with a gentle white light. It is rumored that Fu Xiqin has a mysterious power that dominates the hearts of all things, which can not only make people's hearts quiet and peaceful, but also demagogue, make people fall into the quagmire of demons, and can push people into the abyss of no return. ”

Hua Qing's heart is really ruthless.

Her purpose is not only to force me into a demon god, but also to destroy this continent that was once thriving, but now the people are struggling to make a living.

It's just that I have never been able to figure out where Huaqing's resentment comes from.

If it was just because of the abuse of her by the villagers of Fengmen Village, she would never be so crazy.

Looking back at the majestic main peak of Huaqing Mountain, suddenly my head flashed, I hurriedly took out the bamboo purple fan given to me by the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and after comparison, I knew that Huaqing Mountain was the steep peak embroidered by the bamboo purple fan on the sunny side.

Looking closely at the bamboo and purple fan, the landscape under the moon embroidered on the sunny surface is not the slightest deviation from the scene I saw in front of me.

The moon is shining brightly, and the stars are dotting. Among the rolling mountains, only the main peak of Huaqing Mountain dominates.

It turned out that Yuan Shi Tianzun had already calculated today's disaster.

He has already made it clear that Huaqing is the initiator of all the misfortunes, but it is a pity that when I understand the mystery of the bamboo and purple fan, the world is already in chaos.

Look at the shade of the bamboo fan purple again, and the fan surface is embroidered with epiphany that blooms quietly in the middle of the night. It is short-lived, like a delicate palace lamp, which lights up the arc-shaped embroidery surface in an instant, and is so beautiful that it is moving.

I stared at the beautiful and white epiphany on the fan in a daze, and my heart was really confused.

This flower must have the same meaning as the main peak of Huaqing Mountain on the sunny side. The main peak of Huaqing Mountain alludes to Huaqing, and the person referred to by the epiphany must have a great relationship with the Hua clan.

Could it be that the person alluded to on the dark side of the bamboo fern purple fan is the Hundred Flowers Fairy?

No, it won't be her.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy is kind and transparent, and besides, she has let go of the obsession in her heart, and it is even more impossible to be controlled by the demons in her heart, and she will be wrong again and again.

In a daze, the piano rhymes loudly, and the rhythm soars sharply.

At the same time, there was a sudden dead silence around them. The "rabble" in front of Rong Ji stunned their eyes and stopped denouncing.

However, the evil smile that loomed at the corners of their mouths made me particularly uneasy.

Obviously, they all fell for the bewitchment of Fu Xiqin Yin and strayed into the evil way.

Thinking of this, I resolutely reversed the direction and soared upward, flying towards the unattainable peak of Huaqing Mountain.

On the cliff wall of the main peak, the three big characters of "Huaqing Mountain" are glowing with awe-inspiring cold light.

I looked at it and realized that the word "Huaqing Mountain" was actually spelled by the wreckage of the god of the Zhou Mountain of the Huaqing Mountains.

Before, Hua Qing told me that the gods of Zhou Mountain died one after another in order to protect her.

Now it seems that the person who caused the innocent death of the god of Zhoushan in the Huaqing Mountains is clearly Huaqing himself.

When I smoothly ascended to the peak of Huaqing Mountain, Huaqing seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

She sat cross-legged on the rock, laid the Fuxi qin flat between her knees, and plucked the strings with her bare hands, and there was a beautiful sound from the place where the water and the sky meet.

I held the Xuanyuan sword in my hand and walked towards Hua Qing, who was dressed in a Taoist robe and calmly stroked the qin and whispered, "Hua Qing, turn back to the shore." ”

Hearing this, Hua Qing slowly raised his head, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his clear eyes.

"What do you mean?" Hua Qing had a faint smile on his face, showing an innocent appearance

Even now, she is still pretending.

I didn't bother to be false with her, so I walked straight in front of her, pressed the sharp strings on the surface of Fuxi's piano with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "You know, I never wanted to be your enemy. ”

Zheng –

Fu Xiqin made an unprecedented roar, like a phoenix chirping a crane, and the grief was inexplicable.

Hua Qing's expression changed, and the coquettishness on his face was replaced by a calm and old man in a blink of an eye.

She sighed mournfully, "Ge'er, to this day, don't you know my intentions? I have done so much because I want to protect you? I know that you have a deep relationship with the king of Donglin, but the demon dragon prophecy is there, it is better for you to stay away from him, so as not to become a ghost under his sword for no apparent reason." ”

As soon as her voice fell, she brushed my hand away, plucked the strings lightly, and focused on her ambition.

The phantom of the moon, the breeze blows, the sound of the piano is heard, and all kinds of thoughts are around my heart.

Inadvertently, I glanced at the surface of the fuxi qin with obscure patterns engraved under the strings, and I always felt that the patterns on the fuxi qin were familiar.

By the way, it's a heavenly volume!

The Hundred Flowers Fairy once painted the Heavenly Machine scroll on her body, although Rong Ji did not see it all, I wrote down all the pictures drawn on her body through the Kunlun mirror.

It is rumored that the Heavenly Machine Scroll portends the fate of the Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord.

But how could the totem on the Tianji scroll be engraved on the Fuxi qin? Could it be that there is some relationship between Huaqing and the tilting fan.

I stared at Fu Xiqin, and was about to brush off Hua Qing's hand and carefully examine the totem covered by her hands, but I was accidentally cut by the strings and my fingertips, and the red blood fell "tick-tock" onto the surface of the piano.

When the red blood and the gilded totem fused together, the totem on the surface of the piano suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, like a phoenix bird about to fly, flying low and hovering on the not very wide surface of the piano.

In a moment, the obscure totems were displaced.

At a close look, the ancient Sanskrit words "Huaqing Returns" appeared on the Fuxi Qin.

In this way, Huaqing is a tilting fan, and tilting a fan is also Huaqing.

This is also confirmed on the purple fan of the Yuan Shi Tianzun.

The moonlight landscape map of the bamboo fern purple fan on the sunny side points directly to Huaqing, and the night blooming epiphany on the yin side must refer to the tilting fan. After all, in the Nanqiang Jungle, the identity of the fan is the god of flowers in the forest.

No wonder the fan said before committing suicide, there will be a period later. In fact, she didn't die at all, she just changed her identity.

No wonder the hatred in Hua Qing's heart was so strong. It turned out that she had not only suffered from the abuse of the villagers of Qiangmen Village, but also suffered from the ruthless abandonment of the universal people.

However, there is one thing that I still haven't figured out. The bamboo fern purple fan is embroidered on both sides of the yin and yang, all of which are night scenes. But why is there a moon on the sunny side and no moon on the yin side?

Among them, there must be a hidden secret.

Hua Qingsu swept away the gilded Sanskrit on the piano surface, and she suddenly raised her head, and a bloodthirsty dark light flashed in her clear eyes.

"Ge'er understands the ancient Sanskrit on Fu Xiqin?" Hua Qing asked me nonchalantly, his voice was cold, revealing a hint of unpredictable weirdness.

I didn't reply, but just glanced out of the corner of my eye at the riot that was subsiding down at the foot of the mountain. This time, I must wait for the concession, and I must not be rash, and leave the concession alone to defend the enemy as I did in the eastern palace.

Thinking of this, my hand in the water sleeve secretly knotted the cobweb, and when Hua Qing lowered his eyes, he dragged Hua Qing into the dream with hundreds of cobwebs at his fingertips. Although Hua Qing is particularly good at dreaming, I have also soared to the realm of selflessness, and if I really want to compete, it stands to reason that my chances of winning are much greater.

Clearing the fog of dreams, you will see the wonders of the Six Realms.

Koi fish swim in the sea of clouds, and the sun and moon compete for glory.

Suddenly, I heard a female voice, humming a folk tune, tactful as a clear bell.

Just by hearing its voice, you will feel its beauty.

I followed the sound until I reached the top of the sea of clouds, and then I narrowly stopped. On the edge of the cloud cliff, arm-thick vines clinged to Optimus Prime, winding up to the thirty-three heavens.

I followed the vines and soared upward, above the thirty-three heavens, and met Huaqing on the narrow road of Huaqing, who had been invincible all over the world hundreds of thousands of years ago.

At that time, Huaqing, the flower and moon were difficult to give up, and what was on the face was the soul-seducing face of the fan.

Clear eyes, tall nose, sandalwood cheeks, national color.

In the daytime, she is the respected Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord, and she was named the Lord of the Gods at a young age.

However, when the twilight was deep, she was as clear and beautiful as a clear water hibiscus, and when there was no one around, she quietly changed into Huaqing's current face.

The warm smile on her face turned into a wicked smile.

At this time, Yuan Shi Tianzun appeared in Huaqing's dream, trying to ignite Huaqing, who had evil thoughts.

He said in a deep voice, "Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, and four images turn into gossip." Tai Chi is initially divided into yin and yang, one and two, two and one. ”

When Hua Qing heard this, he restrained the smile on his face again and again, and said respectfully, "What Yuan Shi Tianzun said is very true, and Hua Qing must remember it." ”

Yuan Shi Tianzun shook his head and sighed, "Good and evil are one, and they are born and restrained from each other. Only by doing more good deeds can we suppress the evil thoughts in our hearts. Otherwise, one day, you will be on fire. ”

Hua Qing's expression was as usual, but there was a trace of disdain in her cool and transparent eyes.

It seems that she didn't take Yuan Shi Tianzun's words to heart at all.

However, I can understand Huaqing.

After all, she became famous at a young age, and it is reasonable for her to be arrogant.

When Yuan Shi Tianzun turned into smoke and dust and returned to the Yuqing Realm, Huaqing was in the dark night in a blink of an eye, planting a strong resentment buried in the bottom of his heart.

While enjoying the love of the world, she also created the prototype of the Holy Monarch with resentment.

I looked in amazement at the mass of resentment buried deep in the darkness, and realized that the 10,000-year calamity of the Six Realms and the 100-year turmoil of the Void Realm all began with the dark side of Huaqing's radiant exterior.

If Huaqing hadn't created the prototype of the Holy Monarch, there would not have been a Holy Monarch born out of resentment in this world.

If there is no Saint Monarch in this world, Doumu Yuan Monarch will not be invaded by the Saint Monarch's resentment.

If Doumu Yuanjun sticks to his original intention, the Divine Realm and even the Six Realms will not be disturbed by the curse, and finally fall to the point of total destruction.

From this point of view, Huaqing, who was forced to death by the people, is not wronged, but just karma.

The dream changed, and Huaqing, who had returned from Nirvana, found me in the wild land a hundred years ago.

In my dream, I was still a ghost.

The taboo in the dream is the ghost-hunting heavenly master of the Xuanyu Dynasty.

He wrapped a girdle around my feet and dragged me from the ruined temple to the beginning of the ladder.

And Huaqing is sneakily hiding in the corner of the broken temple. She glared at the Rong Ji who was dragging me away with great anger, and muttered to herself, "I didn't expect that the suffering I suffered back then would continue to the next Phoenix God and Phoenix Lord." These fools deserve to die!"

I stood quietly beside Hua Qing, only to realize that at this moment, she really wanted to protect me sincerely.

The dream changed again, and I once again witnessed the scene where I fell from Zhusendai.

I still remember the first time I dreamed of myself and my bitter past, I had mixed feelings in my heart, resentment, grievances, incomprehension, and more helplessness.

However, this time, I watched a different ending on the narrow Zhuxiantai on that side.

Until then, I hadn't been able to figure out how Northern Liyue had saved me.

You must know that the eighty-one heavenly thunders directly split the ink stained dust into a scattered soul, and the Heavenly Emperor was shattered, and almost made Rong Ji die in Sendai with his life.

Looking at Northern Liyue a hundred years ago, his cultivation was shallow, and even if he broke off the Eight Tails, it was impossible to save me from the situation of eighty-one heavenly thunderbolts under Zhuxian Terrace.

It wasn't until I watched Hua Qing behind Bei Liyue who carried eighty-one heavenly thunders for me and Bei Liyue under Zhuxian Terrace that it became clear that Hua Qing had really saved my life.

Hua Qing once said that the scars on her back were whipped by the villagers of Qiangmen Village. Now it seems that the injury on her back was actually caused by the eighty-one heavenly thunderbolts under the Zhuxian Stage.

It was with great difficulty that I mustered up the courage to face the perpetrators of all misfortunes with the sword of "justice" in my hand. But why did you want to let me know that Huaqing had been desperate to save me from danger at this moment of life and death?