I have a two world clock

"Great!"

Looking at the bloody apron talking to himself in his palm, Li Mu felt cold in his heart: "The apron monster said that there is his master in this painting, so who is his master?"

Thinking of this, he looked up at the picture hanging in the middle of the hall: "Could it be him?"

Li Mu looked at the big man holding a butcher's knife in the giant painting.

Just look at this picture, everyone is surrounding the big man, watching him kill the turtle, you know that this big man must be the soul figure in the whole painting.

Among the dozen or so people in this painting, only this big man wore an apron around his waist, and he looked like a butcher, completely different from the ordinary monks with immortal demeanor.

Since ancient times, monks have always been different. Emperors can be monks, and beggars can also be great monks. There is no rule. A butcher who kills pigs is not a great supernatural being.

When Li Mu looked at the butcher, he saw that the apron tied around the butcher's waist was surprisingly similar to the apron in his hand.

"Could it be that the apron demon in my hand is the apron worn by this big man? Fuck, even his belongings can become a demon. Who is this big man?"

Li Mu's eyes moved up, from the big man's apron to the big man's head and face, ready to take a look at the big man's appearance.

But the strange thing is, no matter how he looks at it, he can't see the real face of this big man clearly.

"Strange!"

When Li Mu saw this painting just now, he could clearly see the characters in the painting, but when he looked at it now, he could not see clearly the appearance of the big man, or the faces of the other characters in the painting. All become blurred.

Occasionally, he saw the faces of several men and women, but in a flash, the images of these men and women began to fade rapidly in Li Mu's mind. After a while, he could no longer remember what they looked like.

Not to mention these people, the original image of the tortoise pressed on the chopping board in the picture has completely disappeared in Li Mu's mind.

"Mom, the guys in this painting are all ferocious! Even a tortoise that was killed is a ferocious tortoise!"

Li Mu glanced at it for a few times, but didn't dare to look any more, and hurriedly lowered his head.

The characters in this painting, every character's image, has a kind of Dao law, unless the practice has reached the legendary realm, the rest of the monks can't see their appearance clearly, and they can't remember the specific appearance.

Li Mu's cultivation level at this time is not considered high, but his physical body is extremely strong, so he can see clearly the characters in the painting for a while, and not for a while.

Until the end, among the dozen or so people in the whole painting, only the image of a Taoist standing outside was clearly seen by Li Mu.

This Taoist person has a strong character and a long sword hanging on his waist. He looks very good, and he looks completely authentic.

After seeing the image of this Taoist clearly, Li Mu's gaze had already moved away from the picture, and then he saw a note placed under the picture.

There is an incense burner on the table, and three sticks of burning incense are inserted in the incense burner.

There is a scroll of scriptures on one side of the censer, and a long sword on the other side.

This long sword is about four feet long, with a cyan scabbard and a cyan hilt, and the sword aura it emits is also cyan.

It was this sword just now, and the sword energy emitted pierced through the hall and rushed straight to the sky.

Strangely, when the sword energy broke through the hall, it turned from blue to white.

"This sword..."

After Li Mu saw the blue long sword, his heart moved, and he looked up at the drawing on the wall again, looking at the only Taoist who could see clearly.

It was found that the blue long sword hanging from the waist of the Taoist with long beard was surprisingly similar to the long sword on the tribute table.

"If there is no accident, the green sword on the tribute table is the long sword hanging from this Taoist's waist!"

Li Mu thought to himself: "I heard from Chen Zuoshan that the cyan fairy sword in his gate was the sword of Emperor Hengtian's subordinates in the past, and later Emperor Hengtian fled Daqian, and his subordinates also followed.

One of the subordinates, in order to repay the grace of heaven and earth for nurturing, and also to suppress the luck of the world, left his own saber in the world.This saber is the cyan fairy sword of the Qingjianmen, which is the precious sword in front of you! "

Li Mu thought of this, and a thought suddenly popped up: "Could it be that the Taoist in this picture is the subordinate of Emperor Hengtian? If this Taoist is the subordinate of Emperor Hengtian, then who is the big man who killed the turtle in the middle?"

A name so powerful in the three realms and six realms that it still makes countless beings tremble, suddenly emerged from Li Mu's mind: "Emperor Hengtian! The man holding the pig-killing knife in the middle may be the legendary Emperor Hengtian!"

According to ancient legends, tens of thousands of years ago, there was a Hengtian Emperor.

This Emperor Hengtian was born in the chaos, was plotted by Yuan Gui's ancestor, passively opened the sky, unfortunately died, and then made a comeback, reborn in Sifang City, re-cultivated, gathered his generals, fought against the sky, and shattered the heavens.

In the end, he transformed into the past, present, and future, led his subordinates, and started a fierce battle with Yuangui Patriarch in the past, future, and present. In the end, he broke up time and space in the chaos and messed up time. Only then did he win a difficult victory.

After Hengtian Emperor won, he divided the Yuan Gui into three parts. He suppressed the head to the end of the endless future, refined the tortoise shell into a precious bell, and suppressed the tail to the past time period.

In that great battle, the world collapsed and the earth collapsed, the six realms disappeared, the square world was turned into chaos, and even the avenues were crippled. It can be called the greatest catastrophe since the creation of the world. Countless monks died, and even several real people were wiped out. The mind broke up the body and was suppressed into chaos.

Later, Emperor Hengtian re-opened the world, sorted out the avenues, rebuilt the six realms, and created thousands of races. When the world was completely stable, he left with all the people.

For this legendary Emperor of Heaven, some monks think it is true, but some think it is not credible.

After all, the time is too long, and the legends are really unbelievable.

Li Mu also felt that this legendary story was too exaggerated.

But now, I feel that I am still too young!
Legends are not necessarily exaggerations, there may be stories, not stories, but real events that have happened!

"Why did the monster in the apron call this painting Fenyuantu? Could it be that the tortoise that was killed was the legendary ancestor Yuangui?"

The more Li Mu thought about it, the more surprised he became: "If this is true, then who painted the scene of suppressing the ancestor Yuan Gui?"

When he thought of this, he looked at the place where the picture was signed, and saw a line of words written on the side of the picture: Nanxi Remember.

Li Mu thought: "Nanxi? Is this the name of the painter? Is this person male or female? What does it have to do with Emperor Hengtian?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and after a while, he came back to his senses: "These ancient secrets are none of my business! I'm here to get the sword, not for archaeology!"

Immediately, he stuffed the psychotic apron in his hand into his pocket, stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and grabbed the blue long sword in front of him.