Chapter 130: Willow Branches: The Paper Speaker

The position of the Lord of the Boundless Starry Sky is indeed a great temptation. It can be said to be the top position in the prehistoric world, second only to the position of saint. I don't know how many people are jealous of this position, including supreme star gods like Di Jun.

But Hengming doesn't care, and even thinks it is dispensable.

Not to mention that he already possessed the Book of Man, which enabled him to directly mobilize the authority of Heaven and borrow the might of Heaven, which was far more convenient than borrowing the might of Heaven through one's fruit position. Just the primordial purple energy in his sea of ​​consciousness already represented half the status of a saint. How could he care about a tiny lord of the boundless starry sky?

However, the Lord of the Infinite Starry Sky is of great importance and is also an important part of his plan. Although Nuwa is plotting to take over the Moon and can fill this gap, why should he borrow the power of others if he can take charge of it himself?

Before obtaining the Book of Man and the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Hengming had never thought of giving the position of Lord of the Starry Sky to others, but after obtaining them, his horizons broadened and he was naturally willing to give up power and let others take over.

Then Taiyin Youying and Taiyang Zhuzhao came into his sight.

He had already made an agreement with Dou Mu Yuanjun that when these two gods were born, they would directly become disciples of Heng Ming. The innate sacredness represented the laws of the great way, and after the two of them made the agreement, there was a causal connection between them.

Although this cause and effect can be severed by one of them at any time, Dou Mu Yuanjun did not attend Hongjun's third sermon at all. Hengming's cultivation level has changed drastically compared to when he first met Dou Mu Yuanjun. One is strong and the other is weak. This cause and effect is naturally not something Dou Mu Yuanjun can cut off.

“Taiyin Youying, Taiyang Zhuzhao, one is Yin, the other is Yang. Even if the born Taiyin God and Taiyang God are not as good as Taiyin Star Lord and Taiyang Star Lord, I am afraid they are not much worse. Although they are only the second generation of innate gods, with my support behind them, they can be compared with the future Golden Crow Moon Rabbit.”

Heng Ming thought about it for a long time and said, "If that's the case, I will go and tell Junior Brother Fuxi. I think Junior Brother will help me with this."

Nuwa then breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out a small furnace the size of a fist. A blazing divine fire of creation emerged from the bottom of the furnace. The furnace lid was closed tightly, and wisps of snow-white gas evaporated out, transforming into precious spiritual beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns in the air. There were also wisps of cold air coming out, and no one knew what kind of treasure was refined inside.

"Brother, you only need to let Fuxi exhale a breath of Yang Qi in response to this."

Heng Ming was not in a hurry to leave, but after carefully studying the Creation Furnace, he suddenly realized, "Junior sister, you are using the Yin-Yang Refining Method, using the method of cathode to generate yang and anode to generate yin. Now you only need a little primer to complete the last step."

Nuwa was a little surprised after hearing this. She didn't know when this senior brother started to figure out the method of refining weapons, but she nodded and said, "Senior brother, you are right. I just don't know when you became so fond of refining weapons that you can even know the changes of yin and yang."

Heng Ming chuckled and said, "I am planning to refine a magic weapon recently, but I need to borrow Junior Sister's Creation Furnace."

Nuwa didn't care and nodded slightly: "Brother, if you need it, just take it."

Hengming then turned into a stream of light and left Taisu Heaven and went towards the Six Emperor Heavens.

Taisu Heaven is not far from Liuhuang Heaven. In just half an hour, Hengming broke through a layer of cloud and arrived at Liuhuang Heaven.

"A cloud layer is a barrier. You have to use your strength to break through it to reach the next layer of heaven. It is somewhat similar to Kunlun's spiritual barrier."

Hengming was right. This was indeed created by Dijun based on the twelve spiritual barriers outside Kunlun Mountain. After all, this method could simply and effectively divide the cultivation level of the monster clan quickly, and it could also stimulate the cultivation of those weak monster clans so that they could ascend to a higher level.

The Six Emperor Heavens is the smallest of the heavens, but it is also the most empty one. There are only a few palaces standing on it. Apart from the Lingxiao Palace, there are naturally only the Tianhuang Palace, Tiandi Palace, Wahuang Palace, Xihuang Palace, and Demon Master Palace.

As for the two shrines, the Tianhou Palace and the Yaohou Palace, they are being built in preparation for the arrival of their future masters.

Hengming had no intention of alarming others, but came to the Xihuang Palace quietly.

As soon as he arrived, he heard waves of melodious piano sounds dancing in the wind. Sometimes it was like the roar of iron horses and swords, and sometimes it was like the natural singing of all things in the mountains, like the cry of a phoenix in the sky, and like a dragon roaring under the sea. It seemed that countless things in the world could be expressed by the sound of the piano.

Just from the sound of the piano, Hengming knew that this Emperor Xi was probably the most hidden of the Six Emperors in Heaven.

"Brother Fuxi is only half a step away from becoming a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. It shows that God rewards those who work hard. God will not let down those who practice diligently."

Since Fuxi was playing the piano to welcome him, Hengming would naturally not hide aside timidly. Instead, he opened the door of the Xihuang Palace and smiled at a man in the middle who was bending over to play the piano.

The man playing the piano was Fuxi.

Fuxi stood up, his face was handsome and elegant, and his temperament was as ethereal as the breeze. He bowed and said, "Fuxi greets senior brother." Then he stood up and said, "Thank you for your good wishes, senior brother. If I can make a breakthrough in my cultivation in the future, I will definitely go to Yingzhou Island to thank you." Hengming raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing. He just sat on the cushion beside him, and Fuxi sat back in front of the piano and continued to play the piano.

The leisurely sound of the piano resounded throughout the palace again, but this time the sound was particularly indifferent. Each note collided with a different melody, as if it was the whispers and soft words between lovers, which was particularly lingering and sad.

Heng Ming listened for a moment, then suddenly nodded and said, "Thank you for telling me, Junior Brother. I just don't understand one thing. Why did you have to tell me instead of Junior Sister? I think it would be much easier for Junior Sister to do it than for me."

The sound of the piano could not help but pause, and Fuxi finally stood up and shook his head, saying, "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. When I was traveling around the world, I was taught by a mysterious Taoist, and only then did I understand the origin of the demon race. Imagine anyone who knows this secret will have other thoughts in their hearts. Once a thought arises, resentment arises. I have no way to escape, how can I drag my sister into this situation."

Heng Ming showed a hint of praise, nodded slightly and said: "In this case, I will agree to your request, but I don't know who that mysterious Taoist is? How can he tell you the secret of the demon race?"

Fuxi silently dipped some tea into the jade cup beside him and drew a willow branch on the table. Hengming's eyes flashed with divine light, and he personally wiped off the willow branch with his sleeve. It turned out to be him.

"I understand. You can breathe a breath of Yang Qi into this furnace."

Fuxi took the furnace of creation without hesitation, opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of blood-red immortal air. As soon as this air came out, the Xihuang Palace was instantly enveloped by a divine fire, and even the furnishings in the palace were burned to ashes.

This fire is not the Samadhi fire, not the heaven and earth fire, nor the sun fire, but the most yang fire that represents the yang of heaven and earth.

When the Yang Fire rises, the heaven and earth turn upside down, there will be a severe drought for ever, and the land will be scorched for miles. The world will be burned. All fires will become the way, and the scorching sun will be everywhere, burning all things. It is even possible to create another world.

If Fuxi had practiced the Great Way of Fire instead of the Great Way of Eight Trigrams, who knows what kind of power this extremely yang fire would have had. There would probably not have been a need for Zhurong and Dijun to constantly fight for the position of Fire Emperor. With Fuxi around, he was the only Fire Emperor in the world, and both of them would have to step back.

The Creation Furnace was rushed by this breath of immortal energy and immediately turned into divine light and flew into the sky. Hengming ignored it and turned his head to look at Fuxi, tentatively asking: "What did the Taoist say to you?"

Fuxi reached out and took out a piece of white paper, on which was imprinted an innate divine text. Only the innate gods could understand this divine text, so Hengming naturally knew what it meant.

people.

Each innate divine text may have millions of meanings, but this innate divine text has only one meaning, that is, human.

There was a divine light shining in Hengming's eyes, and a precious book within the auspicious cloud also emitted the aura of the mundane world. Endless fairyland temples evolved, and there was an inexplicable divine power guarding them. No matter what kind of evil it was, it could not break through the defense, and immediately blocked the defense of the auspicious cloud.

The human book was moved by Hengming's thoughts and spontaneously protected its master, and also mobilized the power of heaven to protect Qingyun.

Heng Ming suppressed his movements and nodded, saying, "I understand. I owe you a favor. Junior Sister Nuwa has a treasure in her hand, called the Monster Summoning Gourd. This gourd has been nurtured by her power of creation for many years, and a Monster Summoning Banner has grown inside it.

If someone places a trace of his true spirit on the demon-summoning banner, even if he is beaten to death in the future, he can be resurrected again with the help of this trace of true spirit. You are Emperor Xi, so you know what to do.

In the future, I will grant you a fruit position. Even if I cannot say that you can overpower the heaven and earth, at least I can ensure that you live for an infinite number of calamities. If you can break through the calamities, even becoming a Taoist is not impossible."

Then Hengming looked at Fuxi deeply and said meaningfully: "I am a divine destiny, but I rarely deduce the secrets of heaven. Instead, I think only with wisdom, because I know one thing, that is, being too smart can lead to mistakes. It is better to retreat than to advance. You should take care of yourself."

After saying this, Hengming turned into a stream of light and disappeared, leaving Fuxi sitting there with a thoughtful look on his face.

Turning back to the Queen Nuwa Palace, Heng Ming saw that Nuwa's eyes were closed, and the Creation Furnace had once again become as tall as a person. Fire was rising all over the sky, and wisps of cold air were constantly shrinking into it. A ball of divine light appeared in Nuwa's hand, and she was about to throw it into the Creation Furnace, but it was shaken by the divine object in the furnace. She loosened her jade hand, and the divine light actually escaped. In the blink of an eye, countless auroras were seen scattered, but just as they flew out three inches, they were wrapped by an invisible force and thrown back into the Creation Furnace.

Nuwa took a break from her busy schedule to nod to Hengming. It was Hengming who took action just now to capture these auroras of heaven and earth. Otherwise, she would be busy refining weapons now and would not be able to do anything about these auroras of heaven and earth for a while.

Three days later, the divine fire in the furnace had shrunk, and a layer of frost had formed on the outside of the originally jade-green furnace of creation. The frost was still spreading, and in the blink of an eye, a blizzard blew up in the Queen Wa Palace. Hailstones bigger than humans fell from the sky with such momentum that even a Xuanxian would be smashed to death by the hail.

Nuwa smiled and said, "The Sun has already been formed. Brother, let's go to the Moon together and we'll be done with this."

Hengming didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he nodded in agreement as well.

(End of this chapter)