Chapter 1156 Persuasion
The stars are all in their place. Ziwei is located in the middle of the north sky. There are fifteen in the east and west. The two bows are connected and surround it to form a wall. Taiwei is located under Ziwei, south of Beidou; southeast of Tianshi, it forms the shape of a screen.
It is divided into twenty-eight constellations, with the blue dragon curled up on the left, the white tiger fiercely occupying the right, Zhu Zai flying in front, and the spirit turtle circling its head behind.
The stars reflected each other, but they seemed to only hold up the square-inch disk in the center. On the disk, the Taoist sat upright, with all the stars scattered around him, like the lord of stars.
Suddenly, the stars swayed, and a few arcs of light crossed the sky, fell in the southeast, and disappeared without a trace. The Taoist opened his eyes, his gaze fell into the void, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a hint of sarcasm.
"I don't care about the little ones, but you still don't give up and invade this fairy mansion!"
Taoist Master Qiluo Xingjun waved his sleeves, and all the stars in the sky fell on the disk beneath him. The light dispersed, and a completely sealed chamber appeared. There was only a small pool in the middle, and the silver light in the pool was unfathomable.
Qiluo Xingjun glanced at the pool and frowned slightly: "Disu is dark, the eye of the main formation has escaped, the barrier is damaged, how could the defense of the immortal mansion be so negligent!"
He put away the star dial and said calmly: "It seems that I have been hiding from the world for too long, and my reputation in the world has faded, so that ordinary cultivators dare to take advantage of my seclusion to bully me. Forget it, let's take this opportunity to clean up, so as not to cause flies to disturb my ears. Annoyance.”
Stretching his finger, a door slid open silently in the corner of the secret room. Qiluo Xingjun waited for a moment, raised his eyes and said, "Since you broke in here, why don't you dare to come in now?"
Liu Qinghuan stood outside the door with a face full of surprise. When she saw him, her pupils suddenly tightened!
Not long ago, Liu Qinghuan was still lamenting that the secret passages in the mountain were built like a maze. Each one was almost the same and criss-crossed. It was difficult to tell the difference except for the different star maps painted on the wall.
After entering through the door opened by the dragon pillar in the main hall, he fell into such a dilemma. He wandered around in the underground secret passages, quickly lost his way, and could not even find the way out.
But not long after entering the underground secret passage, Zhenzhen suddenly stopped moving forward and refused to leave at any cost.
The true immortal inscriptions on her dress had spread to her chest, and she looked distracted. In the end, she transformed into a jade body again, and she remained motionless.
Liu Qinghuan knew that he had found the right place. After putting her in his sleeve, he continued to search for the star map in the secret passage. However, a few hours passed, and apart from sinking deeper and deeper, there was no sign of the barrier center.
I was secretly anxious. Two days had passed since the Mahayana monks joined forces to break the Qiong Palace formation, and then when they searched Qiong Palace and broke into the main hall with the square tripod. Apart from finding this underground maze, I couldn't achieve anything else in two days, which was really frustrating.
So when the door suddenly appeared behind him, Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment. When the question came from the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he walked in the door very single.
Then Qi Luo Xingjun saw this little mortal cultivator walking over in a swaggering manner. Suddenly he noticed something and stuck his head out, bypassing him to look at the small pond.
The pool is only three feet square, like a deep well, in which silver light shines, stars shine brightly, and majestic star power surges endlessly.
Qi Luoxingjun suddenly chuckled and straightened his sleeves slowly: "Do you know who I am?"
Liu Qinghuan turned around and cupped his hands and said, "Of course I know. Qiluo Xingjun, whose real name is Zhang Jingxing, the Mahayana founder of the Haoxing Sect in the Xuanhuang Realm, single-handedly promoted the Tianwu Changes, causing disorder in the heavenly orbit, closing the passage to the fairy world, and destroying all life in the human world. Later disappeared. ”
Qiluo Xingjun looked him up and down with a strange look: "I know a lot. So, why are you not afraid of me?" "Afraid?" Liu Qinghuan laughed and said, "Yes, facing an immortal-level person, I I should be afraid. But you can’t kill me anyway, so why should I be afraid?”
He walked up to the other party carelessly and sat on the ground.
Qi Luo Xingjun's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes darkened: "I can't kill you? Then you can try..."
"Wait, don't do it." Liu Qinghuan saw him raise his hand and hurriedly stopped him, "You should read these books first. After reading them, you will know why I said that."
He took out several classics that he had prepared long ago and handed them to the other party: "These are historical books, recording all the major events that have happened in the world of immortality from ancient times to the present, including the period of history where you are, although not all of them may be true. , but there are generally no errors or omissions.”
Seeing that Qi Luo Xingjun was looking at him with a cold face and not picking up the book, Liu Qinghuan turned to the top page and read directly: "At the end of ancient times, Tian Wu came into the world and killed all the cultivators at the foot of Tongyang Mountain. One thousand, three hundred and twenty-one people died in one battle, and then the world was destroyed by a great wrath, and many worlds were overturned..."
"God's punishment came to the world, and the human world suffered for a long time. Everyone could not cultivate the immortal way, so they could only waste their time and spend the rest of their lives in vain. Forty-eight thousand more years, the world of immortal cultivation withered, and the spiritual energy finally gradually recovered, and the Mingshan War Domain was finally born. Containing the killing war in one area, it is known in history as the first year of Tiange..."
Liu Qinghuan read while observing Qi Luo Xingjun. The other party's expression was calm and slightly mocking at first, looking at him like a child playing unreasonably. After he read a few pages, his expression finally changed and his eyes fell on the page.
Liu Qinghuan felt relieved. It seemed to be working. He spread the book in front of the other party and quickly recounted the history of the world of immortality from ancient times to the present. Finally, he said seriously: "So, Mr. Xing should know that you are trapped in this mountain. It’s like being in a cage, and millions of years have passed.”
However, there was no trace of emotion on Mr. Qi Luo Xing's face. He stared at the words in the book for a long time, then suddenly raised his hands and clapped his hands and said, "Exquisite, rare! How can you wait for Fanxiu to come up with such a new trick? It's really considered thoughtful." ”
Liu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then heard him sneer, picked up the classics on the ground, shook them, and said: "It's a pity that you forged a few books just to deceive me. It's ridiculous!"
Liu Qinghuan quickly caught the book thrown by the other party: "You don't believe it?"
But it was clear in my heart.
If someone suddenly came up to him and said that he should have died a long time ago, millions of years have passed before you noticed it. He would not believe such a shocking thing.
Most people will only believe what they see with their own eyes, but is what they see with their own eyes the truth? Just like Qiluo Xingjun, his time is still stuck in the ancient times. He spends three days and three days repeatedly without being able to move forward any further.
Unlike everyone else on the mountain, Qiluo Xingjun did not have any memories left in the constant repetition of time, so it became extremely difficult for him to believe the real truth.
However, when entering Qiong Palace, Liu Qinghuan had imagined the situation when meeting this person countless times, including how to persuade him.
He took something out of his sleeve and carefully placed it in front of him: "Look at this, you should believe it, right?"
(End of chapter)