Chapter 186: Hold the Sword
Liu Ji appeared with a voice.
But his appearance surprised Songxi's apprentices and Li Hankong.
It's just because the appearance is different from the rumors.
Liu Ji, who was already gray-haired, didn't care much, but there was more wisdom in his eyes, looked at Li Hankong, and said:
"You are the Shouyang Mountain Sword Cultivator who escorted that Princess Zhao back to Beijing, I heard that you just returned to Yujing City a few years ago, and you were arrested and put in a heavenly prison by the Heavenly Worship Sect, that princess believes in her father too much."
Li Hankong sighed and said: "Princess Pan'er thought that the tiger poison would not eat children, how could she know that the heavenly family has never had relatives, not only that, but the dog emperor was even more stupid and cruel to the extreme, and I also arrived in the capital after I learned that the dog emperor was eating people and cultivating immortals, how could such a person think of his children?" ”
"Good thing ......"
What relieved Li Hankong was:
"The princess is now only locked up in heaven and hell, and her life is still there."
And he was able to escape from the capital, all thanks to the wisp of divine will in his magic sword.
"That princess won't be safe for long."
刘机 says:
"Before the Chongyang Festival on September 9, if we can't rescue her and Brother Yuan again, not only will they be sent to the mouth of Xuantian, but all beings in the entire world will also be extinct."
"What?" When the people of Songxi Dao heard such a big thing, their faces turned pale with fright.
Li Hankong's expression was even more condensed, and he looked at Liu Ji: "Mr. Liu, what do you know, why is Princess Pan'er ...... on the ninth day of September?"
"Since Li Jianxian is the one who escorted that princess, then what is her identity, you should also have some understanding, I am not talking about her royal status, but the bloodline power of her mother Empress, the previous generation of witch saints...... Liu Ji said.
Li Hankong said: "You mean...... Descendants of the Yellow Sky? ”
Liu Ji said: "Not bad. ”
Li Hankong changed color and asked, "But what does this have to do with the ninth day of the ninth month?" ”
"This has something to do with Xuanhuang Ertian, Huangtian has descendants in the world, it is an ancient witch sect, each generation of witch saints is the bloodline of Huangtian Mother God, and not only Huangtian has descendants, Xuantian also has the power of the underworld, and has formed an atmospheric carrier in the world, that is, Xuantian's son of destiny." Liu Ji looked at Songxi's apprentice: "That person is your senior brother, Yuan Juyang." ”
Li Hankong twisted his eyebrows: "Descendants of Huang Tian? Descendants of Xuantian? Child of Destiny? What is the relationship between these two people? ”
"The purpose of the Heaven Worship Sect has always been to restore the broken Huang Tian, so that Xuantian can be extracted from Huang Tian's body, if you want to restore the Yellow Sky, then the descendants of Huang Tian who can be connected with Huang Tian, the witch saintess, is the key figure, more than 20 years ago, the reason why Bai Tian came to the capital in person, launched that rebellion, suppressed the witch sect and the queen, in order to hold the previous generation of witch saint queen in his hands, but unfortunately, the previous generation of witch saint would rather die than let the power of his bloodline be mastered by the heavens."
Liu Ji said slowly:
"So the purpose of worshipping heaven can only be put on the daughter of the saint of the previous generation, that is, the princess Zhao Pan'er, but it is not enough to have the descendants of Huangtian, you must find the descendants of Xuantian who can pass on the same lineage as Xuantian, the son of destiny, before you can start the final ceremony."
Hearing this, the Songxi Daoist was frightened and curious and asked, "What ceremony?" ”
"This ritual is the ninth day of the ninth month of the ninth month in the world, the day of the heaviest yang energy."
刘机 says:
"In all the states and cities of the world, let people dance the Nu dance, and in the process of the sentient beings dancing the Nu dance, on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, let Yuan Juyang and Zhao Paner get together."
"What?!"
Li Hankong's face was furious when he heard this:
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Everyone can see that his friendship with that Princess Zhao is not simply an escort.
Seeing this, the people of Songxi Dao hurriedly comforted the round and said, "Mr. Liu, what kind of ceremony is this?" Wake up Xuantian, what does this have to do with the intercourse of men and women? ”
"Of course it does."
Liu Ji looked up at the sky and said:
"Because it is precisely because the two heavens of Xuanhuang have always been intertwined that this world and all things have been born."
The people of Songxi Dao were dumbfounded when they listened:
"What's that?"
"You should have all heard of the Yangjia artifact, that is, the male birth of Xuantian, and the largest Shouyang Mountain between heaven and earth, it is inserted into the sky, and there is no end in sight, even the people in the Sword Gate who have lived in Shouyang Mountain for generations have never been to the end of the Heavenly Pillar......"
刘机 says:
"This is because, at the end of that day, it was Huang Tian who shattered the infinite hole that he had turned into, and the Xuanhuang Qi began to merge together from the day of the seal, giving birth to all things, so the Heaven Worship Sect regarded Xuantian's Yangjia as a totem, believing that it was the source of Xuantian's fertility and creation, according to the teachings of the Heaven Worship Sect, this union of Xuantian and Huang Tian has been as long as 100,000 years, both sides have fallen into a deep sleep and sealed, and the will has been lost in the boundless sleep and cannot be awakened."
"And only by using the two sons of Xuanhuang as a signpost and guiding the direction with the same rituals, they can both wake up and recover from their sleep."
"Huang Tian will recover from the broken, and Xuan Tian will leave Huang Tian's body."
After that's all that.
Liu Ji watched Li Han's empty face sink like water.
"Now there are only fifty days left until the ninth day of the ninth month of the ninth month, if we can't successfully rescue those two children of destiny from the ritual, not to mention that the princess and Yuan Juyang will be devoured, and they will be occupied by the power of Xuanhuang, and all living beings will ...... I don't know what the outcome and future will be, and the biggest possibility is that all people and creatures who believe in the Yellow Sky will be destroyed. ”
"How so?" Songxi Dao's head was as big as a fight, and he asked puzzledly: "Since Huang Tian can seal Xuantian, it means that Huang Tian is more powerful than Xuantian, why listen to what you said, after Xuantian recovers, Huang Tian will not be Xuantian's opponent." ”
Liu Ji said: "Because Huang Tian was not Xuantian's opponent back then, he sealed Xuantian by breaking himself and ending up together, Xuantian is equivalent to falling into a trap and can't extricate himself, and the same move can't be effective against Xuantian twice, so ...... After awakening Xuantian again, no one can bear his wrath. ”
"In the teachings of the Worship of the Heavens, the first thing Xuantian did when he came to the world was to dance the Nu dance, so that the world would be destroyed in the midst of the Nu dance and fury."
Crunch!
Li Hankong's fists clenched.
"Can we stop the Heavenly Worship Sect?"
"Yes!"
Liu Ji's word.
Let Li Hankong raise his head in disbelief.
He asked subconsciously, and he knew that it was impossible for him to do it, because even his own Sword Sect Sect Sect Tianmei Zhenren, united with the other two primordial gods, was now in the process of fighting against the heavens, and fell into a disadvantage.
How could he, a sword cultivator who had not even achieved the primordial gods, stop the powerful and invincible worship of the heavens?
Liu Ji actually said yes?!
"How?!" Li Hankong looked at Liu Ji excitedly.
The people of Songxi Dao also looked at this Mr. Heavenly Trick with curiosity and expectation.
But he didn't expect that Liu Ji turned his head to look at himself.
"It's up to this Songxi Daoist."
"Rely on me?!"
Songxi Daoren's eyes widened:
"I, can I go against the heavens? Mr. Liu, what are you kidding? ”
"No kidding."
Liu Ji lowered his head and picked up a lock of white hair, and said:
"Aren't you curious about why I became the way I am now, because I saw the heavenly machine, and I was devoured by the heavenly machine, and I lost my lifespan, and the key shown in the heavenly machine is you Songxi Daoyou."
"No, it can't be, you must be mistaken." The people of Songxi Dao shook their heads, very weak-hearted.
"That's right, I know you can't believe it." Liu Ji said: "But that's the truth. ”
"How could I ......?" said Songxi Daoren.
"I just want to ask, Songxi Daoyou, are you willing to save Brother Yuan?" Liu Ji looked at Songxi Daoren and asked.
Songxi Daoren's face changed: "Senior Brother Yuan? Of course! ”
"That's fine, as long as you are willing to go to the capital with you, then, everything is determined." Liu Ji looked at Li Hankong: "Li Jianxian, if you want to drink Princess Zhao, it's best to go with us." ”
Li Hankong's face turned pale and said one word: "Okay." ”
……
And at the same time that the four of them made plans and routes to Yujing City.
The dances and vigorous sacrifices danced all over the world were invisibly condensed one after another in the sky.
The dance, in the teachings of the Worship of the Heavens, is a misguided way that can please and help Xuantian.
Therefore, when the dance is danced all day long.
Shouyang Mountain.
The dark sky shrouded everything, and the sword immortals and even the three current primordial gods were like the only bright color in the dark sky, and little by little, the lights were constantly infected by the ink.
"All beings in the world danced the dance, worshiped him, and became stronger than ever......"
Tianmei Zhenren and a pile of carrion, a beautiful boy stood together, the three of them looked at the white-clothed man under the dark sky, behind it, one after another blood-red silk threads, like tens of millions of dragons, squeezed into the body of the white-clothed man.
Bai Tian's figure is not tall, under this dome, it should be an incomparably small existence, but in the eyes of everyone, there is an illusion that heaven and earth cannot accommodate him!
It felt like a giant dragon had shrunk into a pool of water!
It seems that this huge world is so cramped and small for him!
And with the infinite mystical weather machine pouring into Bai Tian's body, his white clothes were gradually dyed red by blood, and he said to himself:
"It's time to grab this sword!"
As soon as he reached out, he covered the past towards the sword tower of Shouyangshan Town!
"Stop him!" The three primordial gods of Tianmei real people roared.
However, at this moment, the worship of the sky with his back to the dark sky, his temperament is as lofty as the sky, he is the first person in the world, and he who ascended to the sky, and now he has obtained the endless mystical opportunity gathered by all beings in the world to dance and dance.
It can be said that there is the way of heaven and the power of heaven.
One hand covers the down.
The target was not in the three of them at all, but the palm wind brushed over thousands of miles, and then flattened the flesh and mud of the Cizhi Shitai layer after layer, and the extremely optimistic and quiet boy's bun exploded, and the long hair on his head flew up.
Tianmei Zhenren was directly shocked into the ground.
"No, Shenfeng ......"
The moment he fell into the ground, he saw that the hand that worshiped the sky overturned the entire Zhenjian Tower, and his five fingers went down......
Firmly grasped the ...... that had been hanging on Shouyang Mountain for thousands of years
Three-foot Divine Edge!
(End of chapter)