Chapter 107 Sanqing
“What about the third kind?” Feng Ling asked.
Li Qing did not rush to write "3", but turned to look at the three statues enshrined in the Sanqing Hall.
Jade Qing Yuanshi Tianzun.
Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun.
Taiqing moral deity.
This is the "Sanqing", the highest god of Taoism.
As long as you are within the Taoist system, no gods, devils or monsters are allowed to make trouble in front of the Three Pure Ones.
Li Qing said slowly: "At the end of the Han Dynasty, with the rise of Taoism, the Queen Mother of the West was absorbed into the lineage of Taoist immortals and led the female immortals of the three realms. Later, with the popularity of the popular Chinese version, the image of the Queen Mother of the West was further secularized and became The dignified and kind Queen Mother has the power of life and death and is omnipotent from ancient times. The Mother Goddess became the consort of the Jade Emperor, and her priesthood became marriage, marriage, and seeking children and blessings, which is the clay statue you saw."
Feng Ling recalled the appearance of the clay doll and laughed. He laughed softly and said, "I don't think that guy outside is kind."
"The game system will extract cultural elements to build the maze, but the process of biological evolution is completely random. It will not be exactly the same as the myth. It will only be more in line with the survival instinct of the creatures." Li Qing paused and whispered, "I I think it’s because kindness is of no use to survival, So this 'Queen Mother of the West' only has the qualities of intimidation and terror."
"Everything is for survival. I like this theory." Feng Ling smiled lightly and looked at the archway again. When I was sculpting clay dolls, my mood seemed a little different.
Li Qing wrote a "3" on the ground.
“Following this logic, coercion and plague are both abilities that are conducive to survival, so if they are preserved, then the earliest image of the Queen Mother of the West will definitely appear.” He said.
Feng Ling nodded lightly, "Indeed, the leopard tail, tiger teeth, and the shaggy hoopoe sound like a very suitable form for survival in the maze. I wonder if there are any rules in the changes of the three forms. If It will be very difficult to deal with it if you change its form and abilities completely at will.”
Li Qing fell silent upon hearing this.
It’s not just tricky, it’s simply full of difficulties. They are now severely damaged, with only Feng Ling still retaining combat power.
Li Qing looked up at Feng Ling and asked, "How is your injury?"
"Injury?" Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then realized that Li Qing was asking about her being dragged. The broken bone blade.
"After eating half of the fruit just now, my recovery speed has become much faster." To prove that she was fine, she pulled out the newly grown bone blade.
But the length is only one meter.
Feng Ling: “…………”
Mo Mo’s bone blade was retracted, and she said calmly: “It should be fully grown by tomorrow.”
“No need. "I'm too anxious. As long as food and water are guaranteed, I hope you can all get enough rest to face the Lord of the Maze in your best condition," Li Qing said.
When Feng Ling heard this, she felt strange.
However, Li Qing's attitude in speaking and doing things had always made her confused, and she was almost used to it.
At this time, Pei Xianjue, who was in a coma, was murmuring and seemed to be in a nightmare.
Her lips opened and closed, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she called her father and mother at one moment, with a very painful expression.
Li Qing saw this and said: "Their spirits have been threatened by the Queen Mother of the West, their bodies have been infected with the plague, and their immunity has declined. In this situation, nightmares are easy to occur."
Feng Ling leaves. He went over and tried to wake her up: "Vice Captain Pei? Vice Captain Pei?..."
Li Qing reminded her: "If you want to wake up the person in your dream, it's best to use a name that the other person is familiar with."
Feng Ling thought for a while and asked Li Qing: "What is her name?"
Feng Ling has no habit of remembering people’s names.
"Pei Xianjue." Li Qing said, "She introduced herself when she first met you and asked you to call her Xiaoyu." "You have a good memory." Feng Ling praised.
Li Qing's eyes twitched inaudibly, thinking: It's not that I have a good memory, it's that you didn't get distracted at all, right?
"Xiaoyu, hello~Xiaoyu, wake up..." Feng Ling called Pei Xianjue and stretched out her hand to test the problem on her forehead.
It’s okay. The high fever has gone away and my forehead is now cold.
Pei Xianjue closed her eyes tightly, panting and murmuring: "Dad, you believe me... I can do it, I am no worse than anyone else... Dad, I can do it... I can do it..."
Feng Ling was a little curious. Are the sequelae of mental intimidation so severe? Specializing in people’s weaknesses?
If you fell asleep now, what would you dream about?
Feng Ling thought for a while, walked gently to Huangfu Miaomiao, lowered her body and listened to what Huangfu Miaomiao was saying.
Huangfu Miaomiao: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." : "..."
Not long after, Baozi also started to react, gasping for air with his mouth wide open, gurgling, and occasionally he could be heard chanting "Hero" and "Liang Zhou" these words.
Perhaps it was the body's immune system that made its last tenacious resistance. After talking in their sleep for a while, the three of them woke up one after another.
The reactions were surprisingly unanimous. After sitting up, they all wiped the sweat from their faces with lingering fear.
It seems that they all dreamed about the things they feared most.
Huangfu Miaomiao sat blankly for a long time, her mind dazed. When she came back to her senses, she found Feng Ling looking at him meaningfully.
She touched her face and asked: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
"It's okay," Feng Ling smiled, "Take out our luggage. We are going to spend the night here today. The boss of the maze is guarding outside and refuses to leave. He is targeting us."
"Ah!" Huangfu Miaomiao trembled with fright.
She immediately came to the door, her hands and feet were weak and she pressed against the door frame and looked outside.
From this angle, the clay doll cannot be seen in its entirety, but the blood-red clouds and mist that permeate the outside can tell the abnormality at a glance.
"It's really the maze boss..." Huangfu Miaomiao's face turned pale, and then she felt something was wrong. She turned around and asked Feng Ling, "How did you recognize it was the maze boss?"
"That's what the Taoist Master said." Feng Ling raised her chin at Li Qing.
Huangfu Miaomiao's face fell, and she stared at Li Qing with a gloomy expression - ever since she met this administrator, Feng Ling no longer asked her about many things, and always asked the maze administrator for answers.
This really upset her.
Pei Xianjue and Baozi also came to the door. The spiritual pressure of the clay statue seemed to still remain in their bodies. Their first reaction after seeing the red mist in the sky was fear. After a while, they slowly regained their senses. .
Pei Xianjue looked at the fog outside and whispered: "We must find a way to solve the problem of mental coercion, otherwise we will not be able to display our abilities and all our efforts will be in vain."
Feng Ling asked Baozi: "Can you solve it?"
Baozi looked embarrassed, "I can only buy you a few seconds."
"A few seconds are enough." Pei Xianjue He said harshly, "Let's blow up that statue with grenades!"
Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes widened when he heard this, thinking that this was too random!
Feng Ling said: "Good idea, let's do it like this!"