Chapter 117: The goddess died of incense and jade, and the golden crow should be born
The Flood World is still a frequent melee of lichs, with different levels of intensity and victory, but they are all fighting wars of attrition, consuming resources, lives, and hidden luck.
A small fight in three days, a dozen fights in five days, the world of the desolate world no longer regards the lich as a strange thing, if there is no lich to fight, then it is called strange.
The Lich has officially become the unique force of the Flood Wilderness, and the people of the Flood Wilderness are extremely concerned about what is happening to the two Lich Clans, and it has become a topic of conversation after dinner.
"Have you heard about the two recent sensational events?"
"What's the matter? Could it be that the two Lich clans are in a big battle, which side wins? Alas, is the Wu clan dead or the demon court destroyed?"
Daoyou said cautiously. The monk was startled, looked around, and no one noticed him before he breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily to the other, "Daoist friends are messing around, Daoist friends don't want to live anymore, poor Daoists don't want to die yet." Dead friends don't die poor Dao, dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao ......"
The monk said indifferently, "What are you afraid of? Let's just talk, do we need to curse the poor way?"
It is said that Hongjun Ancestor preached in Zixiao Palace, claiming to be poor and becoming a Taoist friend, and the monks who listened to the lecture at first did not care, but when Hongjun Ancestor took out a treasure rock after the most Lu, countless treasures on the treasure rock were piled up on the mountain like garbage, and those three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace were deeply hit, which only knew how "poor" the ancestor of Hongjun Dao was.
Later, they were ashamed and embarrassed, and they no longer called themselves deities, this seat or something, they all called themselves humble and poor, and as for the word Taoist, they also called it out by the way. Later, when the sentient beings heard that the three thousand guests of the Zixiao Palace all claimed to be poor, then what qualifications did they have to call the deity?
To say that this fashion is always caused by the upper class, it is the two mantras of Hongjun Ancestor, which suddenly triggered the storm of the flood civilization, and there were all kinds of names before, there are deities and deities, which is still good, and some call themselves ancestors, old monsters, old beasts, all kinds of strange, since there are poor Dao and Taoist friends, everyone has followed suit.
Far away, the frightened monk glared at the other monk reproachfully, and then said, "It's better to be careful, the two lich clans are arrogant and unreasonable, and we can't afford to mess with people." ”
"Hmph. The monk snorted coldly, and then said disdainfully, "What's the use of being powerful? If you don't do it tomorrow, you will perish sooner or later, and then I don't know how many monks will beat the water dogs?"
"Be careful, brother!!"
"Alright, alright. The monk waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know the way, just be careful, by the way, didn't you just say that there are two major things?"
"Oh, yes. The monk recovered his gossip mentality, his eyes were shining, and he said to the other, "The first thing happened in the demon clan, you don't know the way, I heard that Di Jun and Taiyin Xingjun gave birth to ten golden crow princes, Di Jun was overjoyed, and wanted to feast the world, and the demon clan from the demon master to the demon king are preparing gifts." ”
Another monk said with a sarcastic face: "In this way, the Flood Desolation World is indeed a sensation, and in this way, the sentient beings of the Flood Desolation will suffer again, and they will have to be scraped by the demon clan." ”
The monk smiled bitterly: "Who says it's not?"
"However, the Demon Clan's Emperor Jun really won't give birth to a son. The nonchalant monk suddenly pinched his fingers thoughtfully and said, "Everyone knows that the number of Lu Dao is extremely nine, and this Emperor Jun just got a ten, not good, not good, it seems that there must be a disaster on these ten little guys." ”...,
"Oh, what scourge?"
The other monk shook his head and said that he didn't know what to do, but his head gradually wrinkled, and then he shook his head and asked, "Dare to ask Daoyou, what is the other thing? Is it related to the Wu Clan?"
The monk didn't care about the disaster, he just thought that the Taoist friend was cursing the demon clan, he said: "This other thing is also what happened to the demon clan, in fact, it is related to the ten golden crow princes of the demon clan, that is, the mother of the ten golden crows, that is, the Taiyin Xingjun, in order to give birth to ten golden crows, damaged the vitality, and died of incense. ”
"What, dead?" The monk who was originally hanging was shocked, and looked at Daoyou with a shocked face and asked, "Impossible, even if you are weak, how can the demon clan not be able to recover the vitality of Taiyin Niangniang?"
"This matter is also very controversial in the flood wilderness, everyone doesn't believe it, Taiyin Niangniang fell because of the loss of vitality, and they all thought that the Wu clan secretly made it bad and fell. ”
"The luck of the demon clan, even an emperor can't save ?......"——
Ghost Valley, Hell Pagoda, Shen Long, who was realizing the Great Dao, opened his eyes, his eyes seemed to contain countless wisdom and emotions, people couldn't help but fall into it, his eyes stared at the void, waiting for someone to come.
"You came, I didn't expect you to be so fast. ”
Shen Long muttered to himself, the golden divine light spread, a large avenue extended out, and soon after it was withdrawn, bringing back a cold and beautiful woman, her body seemed to be surrounded by countless starlight, Xuan Ao Run, it was Xihe who arrived.
Xi He's expression was cold, with a faint murderous aura on her body, this kind of murderous aura can only be possessed after she has just killed someone, her expression was excited, and she said to Shen Long: "I killed that impostor, the divine soul was refined, completely disappeared into nothingness, and her origin was collected, so I will give it to you." If it weren't for the fact that you had another plan, you would have killed the ten little beasts as well. ”
Xi He's body was filled with killing intent, Shen Long sprinkled a soft golden light, and when the golden light was sprinkled, Xi He immediately felt the warmth of his heart, and the momentum on his body was also retracted.
Shen Long stretched out his hand: "Give me the origin of that Taiyin, and give me your sister's soul wood, and I will do it." ”
Xi He agreed, and gave two things to Shen Long, one thing is the soul wood, it looks like a wooden stick, and the wooden stick seems to be carved with a carving knife to carve a beautiful and noble woman, this woman is somewhat similar to Xi He, this is Chang Xi's soul;
Shen Long grabbed two things, first used his supernatural powers to extract the innate Taiyin Qi of the Innate Spirit Treasure Huagai, and pulled out the wisps of it, looking at the Taiyin Qi that surrounded him like a cloud and mist, he sighed and said: "Alas, Wangxi is also a woman with a hard life, she used your sister's origin to conceive, experienced a heavenly marriage, and then gave birth to ten golden crows and fell, but she didn't survive until the fall of the demon clan." ”
Xi He couldn't cry or laugh on the side, and couldn't help rolling his eyes and sarcastically: "Hmph, at this time, Zhilu Dao took pity on the fragrance and cherished the jade, and killed Wangxi's trick, but you came up with it, why did you go earlier?"
Shen Long smiled bitterly, "I don't have pity for the jade, it's just emotion, besides, this attention is given to you by Long Daozi, it's not about poor Dao, and it's ......"
Xihe sneered: "And she's Dijun's woman, right?"
Shen Long laughed dryly and said, "Don't talk about this, don't talk about it." Then he said with a serious face: "I'm going to start." ”
Shen Long gathered the surrounding Taiyin Qi to form a circle of nine Yuan Qi vortices, and sealed his hands, countless runes into it, and at the same time absorbed the mixed ghost qi of the Hell Pagoda he was in, the runes he used were not his own dragon-shaped runes, but the Wu Clan's Wu Wen, Wu Wen inherited the yin poison of the earth and Taiyin, which has greater lethality to the body and soul, and can avoid the observation of people with intentions. ...,
Shen Long shouted loudly: "Condensation, refining, becoming-"
Nine regiments of Taiyin Qi condensed in Shen Long's hands, and let out nine soft groans, and then the divine light was restrained, a total of nine identical white bows and arrows, and then Shen Long thought about it, grabbed it in the void, and condensed the immeasurable ghost qi into a black bow and arrow, a total of ten, after looking at it for a while, Shen Long said: "By the way, it's still a little close." ”
Shen Long took out the soul wood, took out a trace of divine soul, divided it into ten parts, and put in ten bows and arrows respectively, then handed it to Xi He, and said to Xi He: "Aren't you going to kill ten golden crows? These ten bows and arrows are their fate, and how to distribute them depends on your meaning." ”
Xihe thought about it, took the bow and arrow, stomped his foot, and flew out of the Ghost Valley, not knowing where to go. Shen Long looked at the Soul Tree and the Innate Spirit Treasure Canopy, shook his head and said, "Putting two things together and sending them to reincarnation can protect the soul from being harmed by reincarnation." ”——
The Demon Heavenly Court, the Demon Emperor Palace, Emperor Jun gathered the essence of the sun, built a valley of sun flames in the Supreme Daluo Heaven, called Tang Valley, and broke the branches of a Fusang tree and planted it in the Tang Valley, becoming a small Fusang tree, on top of the small Fusang tree, ten bird's nests were built, and there were ten small golden crows in it.
Di Jun looked at the ten little golden crows, and his heart was happy, but when he thought of Wangxi who was killed, his face darkened, and he asked Taiyi, "Have you found out who it is?"
"Not yet. Taiyi shook his head, "However, it can be guessed that it is Xihe, who has been missing for a long time, that is, Chang Xi's sister, another moon goddess." ”
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