Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]
Chapter 84 The Big Dream is Too Late 2
After the battle between good and evil, he often fell into a dream, thinking a lot in a hundred days, thinking about the person who stabbed him twice, and after waking up, he wondered why he woke up safe and sound, could it be that Qu Guizhu saved him?
After the war, Qu Guizhu returned to the Demon Realm along with him. Qiwu Villa was originally a subordinate of the Demon Realm, including the Yanhua Tower, and this time they were all exposed to the cultivation interface.
Qu Guizhu came very quickly, and she bowed respectfully when she reached the hall, she did not dare to challenge the Demon Lord at this time: "Kowtow to the Lord, it is really gratifying to see the Lord wake up."
"Huh?" Feng Zhiyuan raised his eyes in doubt, "Isn't this deity you saved?"
On that day when the war between good and evil broke out in Mount Wuji, his identity was exposed by someone with a heart. Fu Siqian suddenly stabbed him twice, and the sword pierced his heart. Forcefully forced a group of righteous people to retreat, led Yan Fangshi and others back to the Demon Realm and lost consciousness.
From then on, one sleep lasted for a hundred days.
Qu Guizhu raised his head in astonishment, not daring to claim such great merit, and said sincerely: "The wounds caused by the Sun-Zhitting Sword cannot be healed by subordinates."
The person on the throne sighed silently, there was only one possibility, he had a weak induction before, and thought it was his own illusion, but now it seems that it should not be.
Fu Siqian's hands are probably in the mustard realm where he stayed to save his life.
Mustard seeds for a hundred days, life and death go hand in hand.
That's right, Feng Zhiyuan rubbed between his brows, quite dumbfounded, he hid in the mustard seed realm in a small world, lost it for some reason before, and couldn't find it after searching for a long time, unexpectedly, it was by his side, and even saved himself at a critical moment Life.
I just don't know, how did that person get his Mustard Realm, was it accidental or deliberate?
On the throne, Feng Zhiyuan remained silent for a long time, Qu Guizhu didn't dare to disturb him, but obediently waited at His Highness, until Feng Zhiyuan finished thinking about things, the silence of this room was broken.
"How is Yinsu now?"
Although he knew that he was not the God of War in the North Sea, but that silly dragon sincerely regarded him as his master, a foolish and sincere loyalty, Feng Zhiyuan still had some concerns.
Qu Guizhu took out a scroll from the storage bracelet, and said dejectedly: "The man appeared with this picture of the Hundred Scenes of the Pagoda that day, and put that idiot... Yin Su into the painting, and his subordinates snatched the painting secretly, But they couldn't save him."
The picture of the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha was originally taken by that person.
Feng Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, raised his hand to hold it, and grasped the scroll in the palm of his hand. Without that person, although he couldn't enter the Hundred Scenes Map, he could still unlock the seal on it, isn't it just a piece of paper? Is Wozi evil spirit? He is short of manpower to let go out to make trouble.
Although he had no intention of getting involved in any war between good and evil, he went to Wuji Mountain only to find out the people in the demon world who conspired to slaughter and harm the dynasty. To be willing to suffer this humiliation is bound to seek justice.
A demonic wind blew up, mixed with a powerful demonic energy, raging in the hall, Qu Guizhu got up quickly, and hid behind the pillars, she checked all the classics about the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha, and also guessed that Lord Mozun was going to open the scroll. The above is sealed.
Feng Zhiyuan took out the small scroll that Yinsu had given him before from Chaosi, and the blue light on his wrist circled twice as he wished, and he saw the powerful spiritual power, using the nine extinctions as the medium, input little by little into the Hundred Scenes of the Pagoda.All of a sudden, the sound of waves and tsunami kept rushing, like ravings lingering in the sky, and also like ancient treacherous tunes, one by one, indicating that the creatures that had been sleeping for thousands of years were about to wake up.
For a moment, the white light soared into the sky, and the huge beam of light directly lifted the roof of the main hall of the Demon Palace. Countless guards from the demon world came after hearing the sound, and quietly lined up with magic weapons, watching the shadows slowly emerging from the beam of light, waiting As soon as Feng Zhiyuan gave an order, he was about to charge forward for him.
With the appearance of all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits in the beam of light, strange laughter or crying sounded together, and everyone cheered and celebrated. They were trapped for thousands of years, and they saw the light of day at this moment.
Feng Zhiyuan got a headache from the noise, and frowned displeasedly. He has a bad temper, which is two extremes of Feng Tinghan's pretending. When even a blue light was thrown over, the black will-o'-the-wisp lashed at the beam of light. On top of that, the huge beam of light was actually cut across, and the evil spirits in the crossed position were instantly cut into two sections.
All kinds of voices disappeared out of thin air, and a second later, there was another violent howl of panic.
Feng Zhiyuan: "..."
After lying down for a hundred days, his bones were rusted. Just when he wanted to relax with this group of noisy things, a long dragon chant sounded, and all the cries were suppressed. It is this singing that is full of joy.
There was too much movement, which seemed to attract the attention of everyone. From the devil world, hundreds of miles away, no matter if they were mortals or cultivators, they all stopped at this moment and listened to the cheers of the ancient and mysterious race.
Qu Guizhu came out from behind the pillar, looked at the huge dragon shadow soaring in the sky, his nose was sour, and he almost shed tears, for a whole hundred days, Lord Mozun slept for a hundred days, and that silly dragon was also trapped in the One hundred days in the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha Tu, now, it has finally returned to its original state.
The green dragon had a huge body, raised its head and screamed at the blood moon in the demon world, then controlled its figure to shrink by more than half, flew back to the palace and circled Feng Zhiyuan several times, until Feng Zhiyuan's sporadic joy disappeared. , couldn't help laughing and cursing: "It's almost done, first clean up your nest of 'relatives and friends', the noise made me a headache."
Xiao Qinglong rubbed the miniature version of the dragon's head against him several times. Yinsu in human form couldn't do such childish and demeaning things. Thanks to his dragon form now, he was shameless and shameless until he had enough rubbing. Only then did Xiao Qinglong plunge into the beam of light that was about to disappear.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud and short warning sound full of majesty.
The beam of light gradually disappeared, and the evil spirits released from the Hundred Scenes Map filled the hall, and then occupied several miles around, flying in the sky, running on the ground, densely packed, a large mess at a glance, and there are many strange shapes among them.
Feng Zhiyuan froze, thinking that if his hall hadn't been blown up by the beam of light before, it would have been overwhelmed by these evil spirits, and he couldn't be safe in the end, there are too many damn things!Is it because too many were caught at the beginning, or too many have been reproduced in the millennium?
It should be that different races admire each other, and mixed blood can give birth to so many strange looks.
Headed by Yinsu, the tide of evil spirits and monsters all bowed to the throne: "See you, master, and thank you for granting us freedom and life."
Perhaps a long time has worn away all their sharpness and vigor, and it is a supreme gift for them to return to the real world. They bow down and bow their heads as ministers, and they all serve the throne to remove them from the Buddha. All the men released in the picture follow suit.
Feng Zhiyuan originally had a headache on how to manage these evil spirits that had been trapped for thousands of years, but now it seems that he doesn't need to worry about it.
He walked down from the highest place in the hall, step by step without making a sound. It was clearly a gorgeous and fragile body, but the terrifying power contained in it made anyone dare not look directly at him, and could only kneel down at his feet.
"My deity, Feng Zhiyuan, are you willing to join me?"
Feng Zhiyuan!
They raised their heads in astonishment, and all of them thought of what happened thousands of years ago, the Battle of Fengyuan, that scourge who died in Liuhuoyuan!
Feng Zhiyuan didn't understand what was wrong with what he said just now, why the faces of these people in front of him suddenly changed, as if they heard some big secret.
Yinsu recovered from his stupefaction, and explained as if he had a toothache: "Master, Feng Zhiyuan is the name of the evil head of the world in ancient times, and it is the big devil of Wugou City who was cut into Liuhuoyuan by you with one sword." head."
Feng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, something flashed across his mind, his face remained calm, and he only responded lightly: "It's just a name, could it be that I will be that big devil?"
Xiao Qinglong nodded in agreement, and said cheerfully: "Of course the master can't be the big devil. That big devil has been dead for thousands of years. The fire of Liuhuoyuan can destroy everything. In the battle of Fengyuan, he was stabbed by you." Falling into the abyss of flowing fire in the heart, naturally it will not survive."
Feng Zhiyuan tried his best to restrain the emotions in his heart, waved his hands and ordered Yin Su and Qu Guizhu to help Yan Fangshi deal with all the evil spirits, and went back to his room to rest.
He was very confused, and he always felt uncomfortable listening to Yin Su's words. There are rumors and records about the North Sea God of War in the cultivation world, but there is no record about the battle between Feng Zhiyuan and Feng Yuan. Otherwise, he would not be so shocked. .
Suddenly, a little memory flashed in his mind, Feng Zhiyuan froze, and suddenly remembered what happened in the secret realm of the competition conference, the scene he saw after he whipped the fox cub to death - he was sleeping in the flames among!
He saw the black mist filling the whole world, and all creatures disappeared. He stood on the magma of purgatory, and the tongue of fire kissed his toes.
He saw the sky of Nagano burned red by karma, the sun, the moon, and the vegetation lost their vitality. With a long sword stuck in his heart, he was pushed into the abyss.
Then he closed his eyes in the hot magma.
Could it be that he is... Feng Zhiyuan?
In the Battle of Fengyuan, where traces were deliberately erased, the scourge of the world was killed?
"He can't be the scourge of the world!"
Yan Junxing scolded lightly: "How is it impossible? Isn't he also a devil now?"
Fu Siqian's face was cold. Regarding the events of his previous life, perhaps he is now standing on the sidelines of a bystander, seeing everything with an unspeakable weirdness. This feeling is very similar to the feeling of being calculated step by step in this life: " He is not the devil now!"
After a while, Fu Siqian raised a question reluctantly: "There is no record of the battle of Fengyuan in the world, and the name 'Fengzhiyuan' seems to have been deliberately erased, why would you say so for thousands of years?" Do you know what happened before?"
After the war, Qu Guizhu returned to the Demon Realm along with him. Qiwu Villa was originally a subordinate of the Demon Realm, including the Yanhua Tower, and this time they were all exposed to the cultivation interface.
Qu Guizhu came very quickly, and she bowed respectfully when she reached the hall, she did not dare to challenge the Demon Lord at this time: "Kowtow to the Lord, it is really gratifying to see the Lord wake up."
"Huh?" Feng Zhiyuan raised his eyes in doubt, "Isn't this deity you saved?"
On that day when the war between good and evil broke out in Mount Wuji, his identity was exposed by someone with a heart. Fu Siqian suddenly stabbed him twice, and the sword pierced his heart. Forcefully forced a group of righteous people to retreat, led Yan Fangshi and others back to the Demon Realm and lost consciousness.
From then on, one sleep lasted for a hundred days.
Qu Guizhu raised his head in astonishment, not daring to claim such great merit, and said sincerely: "The wounds caused by the Sun-Zhitting Sword cannot be healed by subordinates."
The person on the throne sighed silently, there was only one possibility, he had a weak induction before, and thought it was his own illusion, but now it seems that it should not be.
Fu Siqian's hands are probably in the mustard realm where he stayed to save his life.
Mustard seeds for a hundred days, life and death go hand in hand.
That's right, Feng Zhiyuan rubbed between his brows, quite dumbfounded, he hid in the mustard seed realm in a small world, lost it for some reason before, and couldn't find it after searching for a long time, unexpectedly, it was by his side, and even saved himself at a critical moment Life.
I just don't know, how did that person get his Mustard Realm, was it accidental or deliberate?
On the throne, Feng Zhiyuan remained silent for a long time, Qu Guizhu didn't dare to disturb him, but obediently waited at His Highness, until Feng Zhiyuan finished thinking about things, the silence of this room was broken.
"How is Yinsu now?"
Although he knew that he was not the God of War in the North Sea, but that silly dragon sincerely regarded him as his master, a foolish and sincere loyalty, Feng Zhiyuan still had some concerns.
Qu Guizhu took out a scroll from the storage bracelet, and said dejectedly: "The man appeared with this picture of the Hundred Scenes of the Pagoda that day, and put that idiot... Yin Su into the painting, and his subordinates snatched the painting secretly, But they couldn't save him."
The picture of the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha was originally taken by that person.
Feng Zhiyuan squinted his eyes, raised his hand to hold it, and grasped the scroll in the palm of his hand. Without that person, although he couldn't enter the Hundred Scenes Map, he could still unlock the seal on it, isn't it just a piece of paper? Is Wozi evil spirit? He is short of manpower to let go out to make trouble.
Although he had no intention of getting involved in any war between good and evil, he went to Wuji Mountain only to find out the people in the demon world who conspired to slaughter and harm the dynasty. To be willing to suffer this humiliation is bound to seek justice.
A demonic wind blew up, mixed with a powerful demonic energy, raging in the hall, Qu Guizhu got up quickly, and hid behind the pillars, she checked all the classics about the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha, and also guessed that Lord Mozun was going to open the scroll. The above is sealed.
Feng Zhiyuan took out the small scroll that Yinsu had given him before from Chaosi, and the blue light on his wrist circled twice as he wished, and he saw the powerful spiritual power, using the nine extinctions as the medium, input little by little into the Hundred Scenes of the Pagoda.All of a sudden, the sound of waves and tsunami kept rushing, like ravings lingering in the sky, and also like ancient treacherous tunes, one by one, indicating that the creatures that had been sleeping for thousands of years were about to wake up.
For a moment, the white light soared into the sky, and the huge beam of light directly lifted the roof of the main hall of the Demon Palace. Countless guards from the demon world came after hearing the sound, and quietly lined up with magic weapons, watching the shadows slowly emerging from the beam of light, waiting As soon as Feng Zhiyuan gave an order, he was about to charge forward for him.
With the appearance of all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits in the beam of light, strange laughter or crying sounded together, and everyone cheered and celebrated. They were trapped for thousands of years, and they saw the light of day at this moment.
Feng Zhiyuan got a headache from the noise, and frowned displeasedly. He has a bad temper, which is two extremes of Feng Tinghan's pretending. When even a blue light was thrown over, the black will-o'-the-wisp lashed at the beam of light. On top of that, the huge beam of light was actually cut across, and the evil spirits in the crossed position were instantly cut into two sections.
All kinds of voices disappeared out of thin air, and a second later, there was another violent howl of panic.
Feng Zhiyuan: "..."
After lying down for a hundred days, his bones were rusted. Just when he wanted to relax with this group of noisy things, a long dragon chant sounded, and all the cries were suppressed. It is this singing that is full of joy.
There was too much movement, which seemed to attract the attention of everyone. From the devil world, hundreds of miles away, no matter if they were mortals or cultivators, they all stopped at this moment and listened to the cheers of the ancient and mysterious race.
Qu Guizhu came out from behind the pillar, looked at the huge dragon shadow soaring in the sky, his nose was sour, and he almost shed tears, for a whole hundred days, Lord Mozun slept for a hundred days, and that silly dragon was also trapped in the One hundred days in the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha Tu, now, it has finally returned to its original state.
The green dragon had a huge body, raised its head and screamed at the blood moon in the demon world, then controlled its figure to shrink by more than half, flew back to the palace and circled Feng Zhiyuan several times, until Feng Zhiyuan's sporadic joy disappeared. , couldn't help laughing and cursing: "It's almost done, first clean up your nest of 'relatives and friends', the noise made me a headache."
Xiao Qinglong rubbed the miniature version of the dragon's head against him several times. Yinsu in human form couldn't do such childish and demeaning things. Thanks to his dragon form now, he was shameless and shameless until he had enough rubbing. Only then did Xiao Qinglong plunge into the beam of light that was about to disappear.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud and short warning sound full of majesty.
The beam of light gradually disappeared, and the evil spirits released from the Hundred Scenes Map filled the hall, and then occupied several miles around, flying in the sky, running on the ground, densely packed, a large mess at a glance, and there are many strange shapes among them.
Feng Zhiyuan froze, thinking that if his hall hadn't been blown up by the beam of light before, it would have been overwhelmed by these evil spirits, and he couldn't be safe in the end, there are too many damn things!Is it because too many were caught at the beginning, or too many have been reproduced in the millennium?
It should be that different races admire each other, and mixed blood can give birth to so many strange looks.
Headed by Yinsu, the tide of evil spirits and monsters all bowed to the throne: "See you, master, and thank you for granting us freedom and life."
Perhaps a long time has worn away all their sharpness and vigor, and it is a supreme gift for them to return to the real world. They bow down and bow their heads as ministers, and they all serve the throne to remove them from the Buddha. All the men released in the picture follow suit.
Feng Zhiyuan originally had a headache on how to manage these evil spirits that had been trapped for thousands of years, but now it seems that he doesn't need to worry about it.
He walked down from the highest place in the hall, step by step without making a sound. It was clearly a gorgeous and fragile body, but the terrifying power contained in it made anyone dare not look directly at him, and could only kneel down at his feet.
"My deity, Feng Zhiyuan, are you willing to join me?"
Feng Zhiyuan!
They raised their heads in astonishment, and all of them thought of what happened thousands of years ago, the Battle of Fengyuan, that scourge who died in Liuhuoyuan!
Feng Zhiyuan didn't understand what was wrong with what he said just now, why the faces of these people in front of him suddenly changed, as if they heard some big secret.
Yinsu recovered from his stupefaction, and explained as if he had a toothache: "Master, Feng Zhiyuan is the name of the evil head of the world in ancient times, and it is the big devil of Wugou City who was cut into Liuhuoyuan by you with one sword." head."
Feng Zhiyuan's pupils shrank, something flashed across his mind, his face remained calm, and he only responded lightly: "It's just a name, could it be that I will be that big devil?"
Xiao Qinglong nodded in agreement, and said cheerfully: "Of course the master can't be the big devil. That big devil has been dead for thousands of years. The fire of Liuhuoyuan can destroy everything. In the battle of Fengyuan, he was stabbed by you." Falling into the abyss of flowing fire in the heart, naturally it will not survive."
Feng Zhiyuan tried his best to restrain the emotions in his heart, waved his hands and ordered Yin Su and Qu Guizhu to help Yan Fangshi deal with all the evil spirits, and went back to his room to rest.
He was very confused, and he always felt uncomfortable listening to Yin Su's words. There are rumors and records about the North Sea God of War in the cultivation world, but there is no record about the battle between Feng Zhiyuan and Feng Yuan. Otherwise, he would not be so shocked. .
Suddenly, a little memory flashed in his mind, Feng Zhiyuan froze, and suddenly remembered what happened in the secret realm of the competition conference, the scene he saw after he whipped the fox cub to death - he was sleeping in the flames among!
He saw the black mist filling the whole world, and all creatures disappeared. He stood on the magma of purgatory, and the tongue of fire kissed his toes.
He saw the sky of Nagano burned red by karma, the sun, the moon, and the vegetation lost their vitality. With a long sword stuck in his heart, he was pushed into the abyss.
Then he closed his eyes in the hot magma.
Could it be that he is... Feng Zhiyuan?
In the Battle of Fengyuan, where traces were deliberately erased, the scourge of the world was killed?
"He can't be the scourge of the world!"
Yan Junxing scolded lightly: "How is it impossible? Isn't he also a devil now?"
Fu Siqian's face was cold. Regarding the events of his previous life, perhaps he is now standing on the sidelines of a bystander, seeing everything with an unspeakable weirdness. This feeling is very similar to the feeling of being calculated step by step in this life: " He is not the devil now!"
After a while, Fu Siqian raised a question reluctantly: "There is no record of the battle of Fengyuan in the world, and the name 'Fengzhiyuan' seems to have been deliberately erased, why would you say so for thousands of years?" Do you know what happened before?"
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