The rumored third prince

After two days of idleness in the mansion, besides reading books, I just gossip with He Yun to pass the time.

At noon today, He Yun just came back from Yunlou Palace, and started chatting with the servants in the mansion.

I listened to my ears, the way is to lead Xianjun to lead a few newly cultivated immortals to heaven today, and lead them to be registered with Mr. Han Zhangren Zhenjun, but there is a female immortal among them who has not yet been registered. , was led away by the Dragon Girl of the South China Sea, and did not give a reason to come out.

Listening to what they said, I guessed that the timing of the Nanhai Dragon Girl taking away the newly promoted fairy was too punctual, and it is [-]% likely that what was taken away was Tu Shan's newly cultivated nine-tailed fox.

It is inconvenient for Li Jing and Jin Zha to go, but Mu Zha can use the name of Bodhisattva to call Dragon Girl to take away Nine-Tailed Fox in advance.

Before the gossip between He Yun and the celestial servants was finished, the doorman came in to report that Mr. Ji Duxing had something to see me, He Yun shut his mouth unsatisfied, stood aside wisely, and ordered the celestial servants to prepare tea.

Inviting Mr. Ji Duxing into the main hall and sat down, He Yun served tea. Before talking about Luo Hu, Mr. Ji Duxing asked first: "The third prince suddenly asked about Luo Hu. I wonder if there is any special reason?"

I half-truthfully said: "There is a life-saving item in Rahu, which is what Nezha needs right now."

Mr. Ji Duxing thought about it for a long time, and then he talked about the past incident.

At that time, Gonggong, the god of sea in the East, and Zhu Rong, the god of fire in Kunshan Guangming Palace, fought for some reason. However, Gonggong lost and was chased by Zhu Rong to the vicinity of Tianzhu Buzhou Mountain.

Gonggong was chased so that there was no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the earth. In extreme anger and helplessness, he wanted to die with the Vulcan, so he smashed the Buzhou Mountain in half, causing the Tianzhu to collapse.

At this point, the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth sank to the southeast, the water of the Tianhe River poured into the human world, and the poisonous fire spread from the ground. The demons and ghosts disrupted the human world for their livelihood, causing chaos in the world, and all living things were plunged into dire straits.

It was at this moment that Luo Hu was born out of nowhere. He called himself the Demon Ancestor, and led three monsters from the three tribes of Jiaolong, Nine-Headed Infant, and Xiangliu to wreak havoc in the world. Living things are extinct.

Hearing the news, the Heavenly Court dispatched countless soldiers and horses to crusade against them, but these demons were like always having immortal medicines in their hands, killing and chasing them endlessly, which made people feel desperate.

In desperation, the Jade Emperor asked Da Luo Tianhongjun for help. The ancestor counted his fingers and shook his head. He said that he needed someone to tie the bell. The emperor proposed to send a fierce star to the lower realm to penetrate into the enemy's interior and implement the strategy of knowing oneself and the enemy.

After comprehensive consideration and the recommendation of the civil and military immortals, the Jade Emperor decided to send the wise and cunning Ji Du Xingjun to the lower realm, and after receiving the Jade Emperor's decree, Ji Du Xingjun captured one The fire-attributed demonic beast seized his body and infiltrated Rahu's ever-increasing Demon Realm team on the pretext of avenging the annihilation of the clan.

In order to become Luo Hu's confidant and confidant, and to carry out his words of hatred against the heavens, Ji Du Xingjun went all out, and simply treated himself as a monster of the demon race, time and time again for this demon that ravaged the earth. The evil army made plans to reduce the unnecessary casualties of the demons, and even took the lead when dealing with the soldiers and horses of the heavens.

Kung Fu pays off, Ji Du Xingjun's strategy has shown miraculous results, and his own ability is also outstanding among the vanguard generals. He has successfully become a trusted military advisor next to Luo Hu from a front-runner, and he has used it several times to attack people in the sky. People's understanding of marching and formation, they won by surprise, greatly defeated the spirit of the heavenly army, dispelled the doubts of the treacherous Xiangliu family, and completely won Luo Hu's trust.

After getting along with Luo Hu for a long time, Lord Ji Du Xing discovered that Luo Hu and the three-headed dragon, nine-headed baby, and Xiangliu clan leaders around him jointly enshrined two lotus flowers, one black and one red. Although the lotus flowers are different, they share the same What's more, the aura is extremely violent, containing endless murderous intent, and the inexhaustible demons can be revived countless times to defeat the morale of the heavenly army, which is also the contribution of these two lotus flowers——

Whenever the demons suffer heavy casualties, the three-headed dragon leader will make the red lotus circle a sea of ​​red flames on the ground, and the black lotus held by Luohu will release a tyrannical aura to sweep the red lotus into the sea of ​​flames, making the dead The Demon Race was revived again and reappeared in the world.

In addition, each of them carries a blank picture scroll, which is never far away from their side. When worshiping every day, the sincerity of their expressions is only better than that of mortals who worship immortals and gods, but not worse.

Mr. Ji Duxing saw it once by accident, and he couldn't understand why such a vicious demon would be so devout to a blank portrait.

But Mr. Ji Du Xing intuitively thought that if he could find out the true identity of the demon allah on this blank frame, he would be able to return to heaven and return to life immediately. After that, he tactfully inquired about the origins of several leaders among the demons, which is a pity It was he who asked almost all the people in the Demon Army, and almost no one knew the origins of the leaders. There were only rumors that the Demon Ancestor Rahu was the son of a female Raksha who lived in the sea of ​​fire under the West Sea.

After Rahu and the others had enshrined the portraits several times, Lord Ji Duxing finally couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart, but Luo Hu never told him the answer, only saying that the painting was the Lord of Creation, the God of Origin, not the original. Those with pure bloodlines are not allowed to see the face of Allah, so they can only see a blank space.

Lord Ji Du Xing wanted to further his relationship with Luo Hu, inquire about the face of the so-called Allah, so as to make a picture and record it for archiving, which would increase the odds of winning for the Heavenly Court.

But what is surprising is that the matter of Luo Hu leading the crowd to cause chaos has not yet been resolved, but an army of monsters who do not know how to gather suddenly appeared in another direction. The army was in decline, but the people on Luohu's side quietly shifted their positions in an unsettled night, helping the heavenly army to wipe out the monster army. Afterwards, the Luohu army disappeared overnight, as if from It has never appeared in this world.

When Mr. Ji Duxing returned to the Heavenly Court and put the materials about Luo Hu into the file cabinet, he still had an unreal feeling of dreaming.

Until tens of thousands of years ago, Ji Du Xingjun had almost completely forgotten about the demon ancestor Luohu, but when a god was traveling in the lower realms, he captured a young and ignorant three-headed dragon and brought it to the sky. He was endowed with extraordinary talent, so he was made a god, and ordered him to wrap around the Beaulieu Pillar, guard the Lingxiao Palace, and guard the Zhendian Orb. Only then did Ji Du Xingjun clearly think that what happened ten thousand years ago was not a grotesque event. From fantasy dreams.

Speaking of this, Ji Du Xingjun said helplessly: "The third prince must know about the following things. The young three-headed dragon is the one who stole the town hall orb and fled to the lower realm. He also had an encounter with His Highness .”

I nodded, took a sip of tea, and asked, "Did Xing Jun ever see Luo Hu fight?"

Mr. Ji Duxing shook his head, and said that in his impression, Luo Hu's character was reserved, and he rarely had the opportunity to make a move. Most of the time he just stayed alone in the three-army tent. Then he seemed to remember something, and added, Although Na Luohu and his three cronies around him were full of hostility, the strange thing was that their murderous intentions were not strong. Although they caused chaos in the world, they did not kill indiscriminately. Some people have demons and demons, and it doesn't seem to be deliberately targeting mortals.

"The little god once suspected that someone was manipulating them behind the scenes to make troubles in the world, but judging by the abilities they showed, apart from the God of Creation and the God of Origin they said, the little god really couldn't think of anyone else who could have The ability to control such an extraordinary demon leader."

I thought for a while, and then asked: "Xing Jun thinks, with Nezha's ability, is there a chance of winning against Na Luohu?"

"This..." Ji Du Xingjun said with a look of embarrassment: "Although the third prince's martial arts and martial arts are extraordinary, Luo Hu is not an idler. After many years, it is not known whether Luo Hu will perish. Little gods are really hard to compare." After a moment of silence, he continued: "The black lotus of Rahu is not ordinary, if you look at it in terms of its appearance, it is even slightly better than the ninth-grade golden lotus under the Buddha's seat."

It's a real hassle...

Seeing that I was thinking, Mr. Ji Duxing excused himself and said he had unfinished business. I sent him to the door and stared at his back in a daze.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to start with Shen Tian, ​​so I ordered He Yun to prepare a high-grade fairy grass for me, and then I went down to the mortal world with the fairy grass in my arms, heading for Guanjiangkou.

Guanjiangkou used to suffer from frequent floods, and the people lived in dire straits, but now Sifang Street is bustling with pedestrians, and it is bustling.

Yang Jian's mansion was built on the site of the former old house, and it is a courtyard with two entrances.

Xiao Tiangou was playing with a gray fox in the yard, while Yang Jian was sitting on the edge of the stone table reading a book, occasionally answering him.

Xiaotiangou has a keen sense of smell, and he sensed it before I jumped to the ground. He threw away the gray fox, jumped to Yang Jian's side in two steps, tugged at his sleeve, and pointed towards the sky.

Yang Jian looked away from the book, looked at me and said, "Brother Nezha is here."

I yelled, "Second Brother, can you be free today?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Brother Nezha is talking, so Yang Jian is naturally free. I don't know why Brother Nezha is here today?"

I went to the stone table and sat down, giggling and said: "Nezha came today, in fact, I want to borrow my second brother's three-pointed two-edged knife to use."

"Oh?" Yang Jian asked, "What is Brother Nezha saying?"

Regarding this matter, I have nothing to hide, so I said bluntly: "I have some things that I need to find Luo Hu, but there is too little information about Luo Hu that I can find, and I happened to know that Shen Tian's The ancestors are related to Luo Hu, I think maybe we can find some clues about the details from him."

Yang Jian suddenly smiled, and poked his hand, the three-pointed and two-edged sword stood on the table: "To tell you the truth, brother, he also told Yang Jian about his ancestors once before, but at that time he said that he was arrested. When I arrived in Heaven, I was still young, so I couldn't fully remember the past events of the clan."

This is consistent with Ji Du Xingjun saying that Shen Tian was arrested when he was young.

"I don't expect him to know anything about Rahu. I mainly want to know what happened to the ancient god their ancestors enshrined." I knocked on the blade and reached out to sacrifice a box. The box is not exquisite, but it is full of It is the fairy grass prepared by Heyun.

"He's in Wushan." Yang Jian opened the box and glanced at it, then pushed it in front of me, and said, "Brother Nezha is probably the only one in the world with such a hand in finding out information!"

I saw the nine-leaf pagoda shining brightly in the box, and suddenly felt a bit of a toothache, He Yun... Maybe I have contracted some prodigal habits!

When chatting with Yang Jian, according to his statement, in the past 800 years, Shen Tian has to go to Wushan every 80 years, and stay for ten days and a half months every time he goes back.

Therefore, waiting for Shen Tian to come back in this huge Yang Mansion was a test of my patience, so I thought I had no patience, so I abducted him with two jars of good wine and said goodbye.

There are twelve peaks in Wushan, which are the veins of Qianlong. When Shen Tian was found, he was hanging on a tree on the sunny side of the ninth peak to bask in the sun, his dark purple clothes fluttering in the wind.

Xu Shi never fell asleep, he said: "I should have done nothing recently, why are you here?"

I looked around and found that although the ninth peak is the one with the best Fengshui among the twelve peaks, its aura is not even a word of abundance, and it really doesn't match the Fengshui here.

I jumped on a half-person-high rock and sat down, and said lightly: "The fate is over, and you can't make up for it."

Shen Tian jumped down from the tree as if he had been poked into the Yongquan acupoint: "Why can't Shen Tian understand what the third prince is talking about?"

I can still understand how to pretend to be garlic in front of Yang Jian, what else is there to pretend for me?

"What are you pretending to be in front of me?" I casually pointed around the mountain: "Could it be interesting to talk about it?"

Yaoji is an ancient goddess who was born in Wushan, but a few years ago, a story about a Wushan goddess meeting King Xiang suddenly popped up in the mortal world. Some literati wrote a widely circulated "Fu of the Goddess" for this. People who don't hear anything outside the window and only want to be sages and immortals, I'm afraid there are few people who don't know it, and there is a reason why Wushan's current aura is so lacking.If you really want to know whether these two things are related, you only need to go to the underworld and look through the reincarnation book of Lord Yan.

Xu Shi lost the energy to pretend to be calm, Shen Tian's tone was a little impatient: "What on earth do you want to do, I have been law-abiding for 2000 years, but I haven't done a single bad thing."

"I didn't intend to do anything to you, why are you in a hurry?" I patted the stone on one side, motioning him to sit down and talk, "I just wanted to ask you something."

Seeing that I didn't come to cause trouble, Shen Tian's frowning brows slowly eased, and he asked in doubt: "Is there something else you don't know?"

"Of course." I took out the fairy grass box and opened it in front of Shen Tian's eyes: "For example, what happened to the ancestor of your three-headed dragon clan."

Hearing what I said, Shen Tian turned his hand that was about to reach out, and rolled back his sleeves as if something was going on: "Well, it seems that there is no game."

I suggested very seriously: "I think you can try hard to win it. After all, even I can hardly get one of the Nine-Leafed Building with human flesh and bones."

Shen Tian had a rare serious look on his face: "What do you want to know?"

I closed the box and said, "You remember everything about your three-headed dragon ancestor."

Shen Tian stared at the box in my hand, sat aside honestly and said: "There are rumors that our three-headed dragon clan does not belong to this world itself, but the three-headed Yanlong, who came to this world to explore road."

I asked, "Pathfinder?"

"There is no written record, it has been passed down orally from generation to generation, and I don't know if my memory is biased, please don't interrupt me, listen to me!" Shen Tian's tone suddenly became a little twisted, hiding a trace of unconsciousness nervousness and anticipation:

"There is a secret in the family, which can only be known by pure-blood orthodox descendants. This secret is that the first ancestor of our family was born from magma, and then suddenly reincarnated in the belly of a monster for unknown reasons. It took more than a hundred years to be born, but within three days after landing, this ancestor turned the settlement of his parents' clan into a sea of ​​flames, devoured all the clansmen, changed his appearance, and became the independent clan of three dragons.

Shen Tian's tone was still twisted, but his expression suddenly became darker: "I was caught in the Heavenly Court without getting a complete inheritance in the Dragon Tomb when I was young, and that's all I know."

I reminded: "The red lotus enshrined in the family, the portrait, do you have any impression?"

Hearing my words, Shen Tian seemed to think of something, stood up abruptly and said 'yes', then stared at me for a while, then became excited: "There is a portrait in the ancestral hall of our ancestors, requiring our pure-blood descendants to have Visiting worship every day, when I saw you for the first time in the cave, I noticed the tyranny in your body that was deliberately concealed by the magic weapon, just like the portrait of my ancestor who regarded it as a treasure. After that, you taught me Go to help Yang Jian, I am afraid that one day I will be unlucky and be bumped into by the top ten golden crows, and I will subdue the law, since then no one will know, I mentioned it to him once."

"Do you believe that there are people who are strangers in this world but have the same aura and appearance?" Shen Tian suppressed his excitement and looked around. Although he had never seen anyone else, he still leaned close to my ear and put his voice very softly , so light that only he and I can hear: "That portrait is [-]% similar to when I first saw you, but it is exactly the same as you now."

Silently, I unconsciously thought of the woman in the silver shirt who claimed to be Lingzhu in my dream that day, and felt that this matter was complicated to a certain extent.

"If there are really visitors from outside the sky, and the rumors of our ancestors reincarnating through their abdomens are not hypothetical," Shen Tian said without hesitation, "Then you, the third prince, are reincarnating through your abdomen just like my ancestors, so as to hide yourself , to be accommodated by this world."

I stopped the person in front of me who was about to fall into excitement from continuing to diverge his thinking: "Stop, talk about the red lotus."

"Oh...the red lotus is in the ancestor's dragon mound, and only pure-blooded people can see it when they accept the inheritance." Shen Tian's tone suddenly dropped: "I may be a There is no hope..."

I asked: "Why?"

Shen Tian said dejectedly: "Because the dragon tomb of the three-headed dragon family is in the barrier in the void, it needs to go down from the Karma Abyss in Beiju Luzhou, but there are countless demons in the Karma Abyss, and I don't have enough the power to fight against the evil spirits in the Karmic Fire Abyss."

I think it is rare to enter a dream in the previous life, so no matter how complicated the matter of finding Luohu and taking the black lotus is, I will go to find out, so I said: "It just so happens that I also want to go to the Fire Abyss of Karma, you can follow me." I'll give it a try."

In my memory, there was a look of embarrassment on the serious face: "My clan is dying, and I have been living outside since I was a child. I don't even know where the Dragon Tomb is in the void. What if I get lost in the void? The direction is really worth the candle."

"It's up to you." He casually pushed the box containing the nine-leaf chrysanthemum to Shen Tian's side, and said seriously: "I hope you won't remember what you suddenly remembered today, otherwise..."

I haven't finished my threatening words, how could I expect this guy to turn the box into a small one, put it in his sleeve pocket, and said nonchalantly: "Do you think someone will believe you if you say it? I'm afraid it's my words. This traitor, who has not been lifted from the ban, wants to cling to your third prince to give himself an excuse to be free."

Although I don't really take the tactic of retreating to advance, this guy is quite pitiful in some respects, so I looked back at him and said honestly: "You don't have to be so contemptuous of yourself, after all, it's not a big mistake , When they asked you to guard the Lingxiao Palace, they didn't get your consent, as long as you hand over the Zhendian Orb, I guarantee you can go anywhere in the six realms in the future."

Shen Tian hesitated and fell into trouble: "This dragon ball originally belonged to the dragon clan, and it wasn't born in Lingxiao Palace."

I squinted at him: "That's not your three-headed dragon either."

Shen Tian's voice suddenly became louder and confident: "This bead has ten thousand years of magic power, and it is useless to put it on the Lingxiao Hall except to shine brightly and produce beautiful colors. I have guarded the hall for nearly ten thousand years. When the reward is not too much?"

"I don't think it's too much, but I suggest you tell the Jade Emperor that." In fact, although the Jade Emperor's arrest for Shen Tian has never been withdrawn, the old man has long forgotten about it, otherwise this guy How could he run around so freely, and actually set up a scene where the goddess of Wushan meets King Xiang? Fortunately, Yang Jian didn't know about it, or because of the age, he started not to care, otherwise He didn't want to be beaten to death, but he was afraid that a few more heads would be enough.

I taunted Shen Tian for a while, but I still have to consider the aspects that should be considered. I asked seriously: "What's going on with Yao Ji?"

Shen Tiansan walked to the tree he had hung earlier, knelt down and scraped away the gravel beside the tree root, picked out a gray-white stone heart shining brightly from it, and said: "Isn't this a few years ago?" It’s hard to get an inhuman form. I think she’s forgotten her past, and I’m introducing the origin of Wushan to her. Then the prince of Chu in the world had a dream, and he accidentally pulled this old hapless guy into the dream. , she has a firm heart, and she spent a lot of insufficient mana to break free from the dream of the king of Chu, and then she became like this dead again, what can I do?"

"It's a good thing that you want to make amends, but I remind you kindly, you'd better say hello to Yang Jian about this matter." I looked at the aura filling on the Twelve Peaks, "Otherwise, one day she will take shape." , or think of the past, even if Yang Jian is grateful for your help in the past, I am afraid that there will be a rift. At that time, you could not stay in Guanjiangkou, and the idlers waiting for merit in the sky would not see you messing around in the world. went shopping."

I finished what I needed to say, leaving Shen Tian, ​​who was in a state of mind, in place, I jumped on the Hot Wheels, and turned to Beiju Luzhou.

Yehuoyuan is located in the most remote southeast corner of Luzhou in Beiju. Although it is a remote magic cave with countless spirits and monsters, living merits and virtues are everywhere, but no fairy god who lacks merits and virtues is willing to come here to pick up a share of merits. incense.

The reason is also simple:

One is that the evil spirits of Yehuoyuan do not often come out to harm the world; the other is that it is too hard to please, and those who have bad luck are very easy to fold themselves in.

Therefore, neither immortals nor mortals dare to visit here, and it has been deserted for thousands of years.

Looking down from the clouds, as far as the eye can see, centered on a red and black dot in the depths of a high loess slope on the ground, the plain with a radius of [-] miles has been burned with countless cracks and tortoises, red, yellow and black. The ravines of three colors are deep or shallow, criss-crossing. At first glance, it seems that many different trails have been stepped on this plain. The karmic fire gushing out from the center of the earth will be reduced to a handful of ashes.

After sunset, night fell, under the cold light of the distant silver man, the dark smoky red came into my eyes much more clearly, I lowered the cloud head to a certain degree, and clearly looked into the depths of the karmic fire.

Under this abyss, it's not just raging fire, but also bright red magma, which from time to time engulfs countless half-human, half-beast demons emerging from the bottomless magma.

No wonder Shen Tian refused to come over, he should have been here a long time ago, but seeing the situation in Yehuoyuan, he turned his head and left without changing his true colors.

While thinking about Shen Tian's way of dealing with the world, I tore off the Huntian silk, tied one end of it to the Qiankun circle, and then threw the Qiankun circle into the abyss of karma to explore the depth, and put the Huntian silk down, let it Slowly and slowly extending alone, like drilling into the depths of magma.

When Qiankun Circle led Huntian Ling into the magma, the demons and spirits who had been playing in the rock waves suddenly sank into it, rolled up a wave of scorching waves and hit the air, and then disappeared, but there was no trace on Huntian Ling. The strange feeling should be that there has never been a dispute underneath.

Just like searching for a treasure map, half an hour passed without knowing it, and the Huntian Ling stretched longer and longer in my hand. I calculated the depth of the fall, ten feet... ..Hundreds of feet...Thousands of feet...

Counting and counting, I suddenly began to miss Sun Wukong a little bit, thinking that his golden cudgel was originally a stator to determine the depth of rivers, lakes and seas. To, it is extremely fast to explore the depth and height.

"If there are some twists and turns in the bottom, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel may not be as good as it is." I comforted myself with a mentality that I can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. Huntian Ling really has a spirit, as if she has sensed my thoughts Usually, with a 'swoosh', I kicked myself into a straight and hard line, and jumped down quickly, almost dragging me from the clouds when I was completely unprepared. Fortunately, the hot wheel was extremely stable.

Feeling that the extended distance is more than ten thousand feet, Huntianling seemed to have been brought to the bottom by the circle of heaven and earth, and flew back to restore her original shape.

Based on the change of Huntianling, I did a rough calculation. From the place where I was in the half-sky cloud to the ground, it was only more than ten miles away, but the distance from the ground to the bottom of Yehuoyuan was about 3000 feet. I can't help but feel a little melancholy. It's really difficult to travel sixty or seventy miles, not only to defend against the raging fire, but also to deal with monsters...

Unlocking the circle of Qiankun, it feels warm to the touch, not the scorching heat as expected. I probably have a bottom line in my heart, so I turned back to the heaven and returned to the prince's mansion.

I met Sun Wukong at the Nantian Gate, I don’t know what I was talking to Zeng Tianwang, I think he was in a good mood with a smile on his face, I think he should have given up reading idle books, broadened his mind, and was happy to add a piece of cake for him I asked He Yun to take the two altars of good wine I abducted from Yang Jian to the Monkey King's mansion and give them to him.

Teach someone to bring the water mirror and put it in my bedroom. I put the Qiankun circle on the water mirror three inches above the water mirror, and watched it spin and expand to the size of the water mirror shining with spiritual light. The scene is reflected in the mirror.

The scene reflected on the mirror is not a straight and deep abyss, but a sea of ​​rocks with nine bends and eighteen bends, which is divided into two layers. The upper layer is bright red magma, and the lower layer is a clean and tidy corridor. .It was within my expectation that the monsters on the upper and lower floors did not go to the Qiankun circle to do some attacking things, but unexpectedly, none of them even made an attacking gesture.

Those who followed behind curiously, those who led the way ahead, and some of them immediately took off their half-human and half-animal appearance when they saw these two things, or turned into a complete animal shape, or an ordinary human shape. The humility and piety of his expression, like monks worshiping gods, and immortal officials worshiping the Jade Emperor, completely exceeded my expectations.

Mr. Ji Duxing said that Luo Hu and his cronies enshrined ancient gods that no one knew about, but the picture was blank, so it must be because their pure-blooded people could not be seen, while Shen Tian said that he suspected that his ancestors were aliens who explored the way for Allah. And the portrait offered is almost exactly the same as mine, and even the breath is almost the same. In fact, they are all talking about the same person, the woman in the silver shirt in my dream, right?

And the woman in the silver shirt said that people here call her Hunyuanzhu, or Lingzhu, but everyone said that I am the reincarnation of the living treasure Hunyuanzhu, but since I am a reincarnation, how can she coexist with me for a lifetime? And there is a way to pull me into the dream and tell me to find Luohu to take the black lotus, but what is the identity of the sleepy woman in the blue shirt in the dream?She had issued a weak cry for help, because of what?

But the ancestors of Shen Tian's family came to find the way for her, what kind of way did they find?

Thinking of this, the pulsating images in the water mirror came to an abrupt end, and Qiankun circle was blocked by a dark gate, so he returned the same way.

I rubbed my forehead, put away the circle of heaven and earth, pushed open the door, and sorted out those clueless clues in the study one by one, but the most important thing right now is to get the black lotus that Hunyuanzhu wanted. Come on, with such a thing in hand, why not know the information you want to know?

Now, I am thinking about how to threaten my past self to tell the truth, which is also very interesting.

Throwing aside the colorful flower sticks used to sort out the clues, he strode away from the Prince's Mansion, first went to Nantianmen to ask Zeng Tianwang to borrow a fire shelter, then turned to Beitianmen and went down to Beiju Luzhou.

At the entrance of Yehuoyuan, there was a long and distant flame floating, making the night as sultry as the day. I couldn't help but find it funny, because I still have such a sudden executive power for such an unimportant thing.

Stopping my thoughts, I pinched a fire-avoiding spell, turned around, held the Huntian silk, and fell into the bottom of the ten thousand feet like a child swinging on a swing, walking through the churning rock waves, startling up and hiding in the magma. The strangely shaped monsters in the depths stretched out their heads to explore.

As expected of a visitor from another world in the rumors, the living environment is special, and even the species and appearance are much weirder than the demons who often wander in the world.

But the road was unimpeded, and even when I tried to attack, they just shrank and drilled into the depths of the magma without any intention of attacking me, which made me feel a little unconventional.

Even though it was reincarnated, Hunyuanzhu is still alive, why do these devout followers of her turn a blind eye to me?

But when I thought about Shen Tian's remarks, I was relieved, because my current appearance is deceptive enough, and they should also be unable to identify, or think that they are the same person.

Walking straight to the pitch-black gate, there was no way ahead. I put away Huntian Ling and looked at the closed gate. There was a palm-sized oval flame depression hanging on the door knocker.

I was thinking about whether the door should be opened normally, or whether it should be broken open by force to show off, when suddenly I heard the hissing sound of a snake singing letter a foot behind me, I turned my head and saw that it was a man with a snake tail The middle-aged man was beckoning at me, dragging his rough body and tentatively moving forward.

I silently took a step to the left, giving way to the center of the door: "You want to let me in?"

The half-human, half-snake demon race was speechless, dragging its tail and cruising forward, stopped in front of the door, stretched out its hand sideways and took out a piece of crimson jade from the magma in the wall on the right. The shape of the groove on the door is consistent,

The snake man held it in front of me and handed it to me. Seeing that I didn't answer, he pressed the jade into the groove. After it fit perfectly, there was a muffled "boom", and the dark stone door opened to both sides. There is a sharp turn inside, and there is a clear hot breath, which is a bit worse than outside this door.

The snake man bent over, stepped back a few steps, and carefully stretched out his hand to signal me to continue walking forward.

Passing through this door, I looked back, the snake man saw me looking at him, as if he had seen a ghost, backed up a few steps in trepidation and stretched out his hand to let me go forward.

I sighed in my heart, and began to wonder what kind of person Hunyuanzhu was, and how he could make these monsters so afraid.

Look back, go through the door and turn. Apart from some decent guards standing on both sides, the structure of the upper layer of magma and the lower layer of solid soil is a little different from the outside. It is a tall, wide and flat diameter, but there is no steaming. Bright red hangs above the head, and the depressing atmosphere is much relieved.

I think, when Shen Tian came, if he had had the courage to walk down instead of turning his head and giving up, it would have been a success.

Walking forward for about fifty or sixty feet, I saw a red and bright hall, except for five charming witches and a three-headed red dragon in the shape of a beast, there was no one else in the hall. There are only some simple tables and chairs, and the three red dragons seem to be asleep, snoring loudly, echoing in the hall.

Several witches saw me enter the door calmly, looked at me with a little curiosity, bent their knees towards me, and bowed to me, but they didn't dare to wake up the three red dragons, probably because they didn't know me and Hunyuan. Pearl has nothing to do with it.

I walked forward, found a table and sat down, and waited for the Demon Ancestor Luohu from Jidu Xingjun's portrait to show up, but the snoring was really annoying, and I was hesitating whether to wake up the three-legged animal. head dragon.

After thinking about it, I got up and walked to the side of the three red dragons, and raised my hand very friendly, so that the golden Qiankun circle on my wrist hit the orange-red shiny dragon scales on the shoulders and backs of the three red dragons, making several golden sounds one after another. The sound of iron, like the morning bell echoing in the mountains and forests, rings crisply.

I don't know if it's living too peacefully, or it's confident enough in its own defense, but the vigilance of this three-headed dragon is so low that it's outrageous.

I looked at the witches, tilted my head and said, "Wake this guy up."

The leading witch shook her head: "Wooah~"

The words from the witch's voice were so monotonous that it was unintelligible, but I could still understand when I shook my head: "Don't you dare?"

The witch nodded again and again, I smiled, I didn't plan to play any tricks of saluting first and then fighting, I casually pulled Huntian Ling and threw it at the three red dragons, Huntian Ling danced in the air like a snake, with a 'swish' sound Then I wrapped the red dragon into a ball of twist according to my wishes, hung it in the air and hung the bacon.

After a bit of pretentiousness, the three red dragons lived up to my expectations, and finally opened their eyes clearly from the sleeping dream, and gave a hazy whistle.

I yawned: "Are you awake?"

The three red dragons stared at me over and over with their three heads that were still free to move, and suddenly all three heads fell to the ground, with a coordinating 'hoo hoo hoo' humming sound from their throats.

I kept an eye on my surroundings according to the Qiankun circle, with a casual tone on my mouth: "Speak here."

The three red dragons were silent for a moment, then hung down