Chapter 226, Wordless Book of Heaven, Heavenly Pillar of the Four Seas

Although Yun Qing wanted to rush to the Tongtian Divine Vessel at the fastest speed, he had to take care of Zhong Guanyuan's oil bottle along the way, so he flew very slowly. "Ya*wen*yan*love*first*post"

"Ha, yawn!" Zhong Guanyuan was a little awake from the cold wind at sea. He tried to open his eyes and said to Yun Qing, "Where have we been?"

Yun Qing endured and said solemnly, "South China Sea."

"Still in the South China Sea..." Zhong Guanyuan complained in a low voice.

Yun Qing mocked: "If it weren't for you, I would have already transferred the universe to the Heaven-reaching Divine Vein."

Zhong Guanyuan smiled flatly: "What I said is what I said, it's all my fault."

Now that the Shinto leading to the annex is still being pinched by this guy, Zhong Guanyuan has to bow his head and admit it. What's more, since Ji Yihe was not by his side, Yun Qing would make him round if he wanted to, or flat if he wanted to. In this case, it's better to follow her.

Yun Qing dragged him all the way to the north, thinking about whether to discuss with Zhong Guanyuan about taking over the Heavenly Palace. She asked, "How is Emperor Bai now?"

Zhong Guanyuan was startled at first, but quickly realized that she was talking about Ji Yihe.

The Five Emperors are just a title. The White Emperor 100,000 years ago and Ji Yihe today have similar blood and use similar powers. There is nothing wrong with her calling them that. Regarding Ji Yihe, even the saints would occasionally politely call out "Emperor", because he was the most outstanding of all the descendants of the five emperors, and he was almost as powerful as the ancestors.

"Yihe will be fine, Sheng Tianxiang also has to take care of Huang Quan's safety, so it is unlikely that he will do his best." Zhong Guanyuan said so, but he still looked a little worried. He pushed Yunqing with his elbow and asked, "Well, ahem, where is Jumang? Can he spare a hand to help?"

Yun Qing raised her eyes, Zhong Guanyuan quickly retracted her hand and pretended to be nothing, she replied, "No time, Aman still has to move Wang Yuefeng out of the Demon Realm."

Zhong Guanyuan was a little dumbfounded: "What is that?"

Yun Qing rubbed his brows with his free hand: "There's not enough time, and the Shinto Taoist fruit has not yet condensed and formed. Fortunately, I closed the mountain ahead of time. It will be fine when Aman and the Taoist fruit and the mountain move out together."

Zhong Guanyuan looked at Yun Qing in shock, turned around and wanted to go back, but was stopped by Yun Qing, she frowned and said, "What do you want?"

Zhong Guanyuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "Are you pitiful! Daoguo started to lead the Heavenly Palace before he was ready! I came to help when I thought you had everything ready!"

Receiving the Heavenly Palace is still a process of swimming backwards, but it is much more complicated than the arrival of a single god. Because Shinto has been destroyed in this era, there is no Shinto fruit in the cultivating world. Even if the Heavenly Palace is brought over, those gods still look like ordinary people.

And Daoguo is different from Daoqi in Tiangong, it cannot go against the Dao of heaven and survive to this day. Therefore, Zhong Guanyuan must find a new way to create a Shinto Taoist fruit in this era, and then use the Tao seed that spreads out after the death of the Taoist fruit to restore the power of the gods.

Yun Qing frowned more and more tightly: "The arrival of the Heavenly Palace is not something that can be accomplished in one or two days. It is time-saving to recast the Dao Fruit and lead the Heavenly Palace in parallel."

Zhong Guanyuan didn't believe it: "You've got it all right? If there's a bit of a deviation in time, wouldn't the entire army be wiped out?"

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If Tiangong comes to this world first, but Daoguo is not fully prepared, then the gods with similar strength to ordinary people will be in a very dangerous situation in the chaotic world. "Ya*wen*yan*love*first*post"

Yun Qing said calmly: "It's okay, Tiangong can't come so fast."

Zhong Guanyuan howled in pain: "I would rather you say that the fruit will be ready soon, I'm really anxious to wait for 100,000 years."

Yun Qing is fluent in kindness: "It's okay, Dao Guo will be ready soon."

Zhong Guanyuan watched her for a while, but finally gave up resistance and followed her to the north.

In recent years, the waves have become more and more frantic, the sky is covered with clouds, and there is no clear color for a long distance. In order to appease Zhong Guanyuan, Yun Qing had to take time to shield him from the wind and rain. He thought that it would be a good thing for Daoguo to take shape earlier, at least this guy can be more reliable than he is now. don't know how he came through the storm of 100,000 years. With the heart of a god and the body of a mortal, how many vicissitudes and turmoil can it endure?

Zhong Guanyuan is no longer in trouble, and the speed of the two can be seen, and they flew to the entrance of the gate of the North Sea in about half a day.

Almost at the moment when Yun Qing touched the gate, a bright white light shone from behind the two of them, and a meteor-like light fell on the tumultuous North Sea. Yun Qing's eyes were quick and a black flame threw out to make a staircase, directly catching the falling light.

Ji Yihe slumped into the sea of ​​​​fire with some embarrassment, and half of his body was dyed a gorgeous crimson. His face was originally pale, and now Yun Qing could not see whether his condition was good or bad. At this time, she and Zhong Guanyuan had already arrived at the gate of the Ming Dynasty of the North Sea, but they didn't expect Ji Yihe to come back so late.

"Where is the emperor's injury?" Yun Qing Tayan walked to his side, stretched out his hand to help him up, and a strand of true energy penetrated directly into the opponent's meridian.

Ji Yihe was a little flustered and wanted to push her away, then raised his head to look for Zhong Guanyuan. At this time, Zhong Guanyuan was standing at the entrance of the gate, and the two looked at each other through the clouds and the sea of ​​fire. Seeing that Zhong Guanyuan was still intact, Ji Yihe immediately breathed a sigh of relief and did not stop Yun Qing's investigation.

"It's okay, it's not my blood." Ji Yihe said to Yun Qing with a strong smile, "That saint... fits the way of the Gorefiend."

Yunqing's Yan Mo Dao zhenqi penetrated a little bit and relieved the pressure on his meridians: "Mostly it is related to this, how many rings did he take from his hand?"

Ji Yihe tried his best to recall, and replied, "Four... No, five. Three for the ring finger and two for the little finger. I remember that those two fingers have completely turned into dry bones."

Yun Qing frowned: "Go and change your clothes, these bloody maladies are hard to get rid of, didn't you bring anything to deal with the devil's way?"

It stands to reason that Shinto and Devil have been in tit-for-tat for so long, shouldn't it be mutual restraint?

Ji Yihe blushed a bit: "I don't know that, I used to follow Master Zhong's instructions."

Yun Qing nodded, seeing that he had almost recovered before withdrawing his hand. Ji Yihe's face gradually became the same as usual, he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly took out a mirror from his arms, handed it to Yun Qing and said, "Jumang is here."

It was a Manggu mirror, and the mirror surface smoothly reflected a little bit of blue, and Yun Qing saw Aman's big face with a mirror at a glance.

"Wangyuefeng is also inside. I used it as a heart guard later..." Ji Yihe became embarrassed again, "I'm sorry."

Of course Yun Qing wouldn't mind this: "It doesn't matter."

Zhong Guanyuan waited for a long time with his feet on the top, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, you don't need to worry about me when Yihe arrives, go directly to the other restaurant. Hurry up and give us the ancient mirror , it happened that the troops were divided into two directions."

Yun Qing put the ancient mirror of Jumang into his sleeve, and a dark blue ancient mirror gradually condensed in his empty hand. The edge of the mirror is decorated with quaint sea waves, the brilliance is restrained, and there is no sense of carving. As soon as it was taken out, water continued to seep out. Yun Qing took it and walked to Zhong Guanyuan: "Here."

Zhong Guanyuan carefully took over the ancient mirror of Yezi, raised his head and said to Yun Qing and Ji Yihe: "The ancient mirrors of the four seas are now ready, I and Yihe will set up the four-pole Tianzhu, and you go to the annex to restore the array. Law."

Yun Qing said that he understood what to do: "No problem."

Ji Yihe added: "At that time, the Four Pillars of Heaven will rise from the ground, and the Li Palace and the Annex will be merged into one, and the Yin and Yang of this world can be reset. With the Four Pole Pillars as the fulcrum and the Parting Palace as the cornerstone, we will return to the top of this world."

Re-determining yin and yang, and re-opening the quadrangle, is really a feat like opening up the heavens and the earth.

Yun Qing touched the gate of the realm, and seemed to ask inadvertently, "Where is Emperor Qing's sacrificial vessel?"

Zhong Guanyuan laughed, his eyes solemn: "I can't touch you."

Yun Qing smiled gently, and asked sincerely: "One thing is fine, whatever. The Dao chess piece in Moling, the annals of Guiling Temple, the Heavenly Book of Qingchuan Mountain House...whatever."

Zhong Guanyuan's eyes became colder and colder, and Ji Yihe also felt the tense atmosphere between the two of them. For a while, he didn't know why.

"I can't give you chess, I can't give you the annals of history, the book of heaven is in the hands of Xiandao." Zhong Guanyuan's cold face lasted for less than half a moment, and he quickly laughed again, "But... you are the peach blossom in Mianfeng Gallery. Can you?"

Yun Qing looked at him calmly: "If you dare to give it to me, dare to ask for it."

Zhong Guanyuan hesitated for a while and then regretted it. He smiled and said, "Forget it. Emperor peach is not in spring. I am a little bit superstitious about this. If you want peach blossom trees, there must be many in the other halls."

He smiled meaningfully, and Yun Qing also smiled softly and quietly: "If you don't give it, forget it..."

Before she could finish her words, a peach blossom covered with dew was handed to her.

It's Aman.

This reckless man came out of the Jumanggu mirror at some point, and his palm-sized hands carefully pinched a peach blossom. His hands were rougher than the brown peach branches. Amang handed this peach blossom to Yunqing's eyes. Seeing that she didn't respond, he handed it forward again. It is severe winter now, and this peach blossom is just an ordinary peach blossom that uses the vitality of the grass and trees. It is naturally incomparable with the 100,000-year-old peach tree left by the Qing Emperor.

Yun Qing almost laughed out loud, but Zhong Guanyuan's face was much uglier.

"Cough, I'll go to the other hall first, Mr. Zhong is careful all the way, and the emperor's body needs to be nurtured as soon as possible."

Yun Qing took the peach blossom, turned around and stepped into the underworld of the North Sea.

Zhong Guanyuan's face became more and more ugly: "Look at this, this little man's face!"

Ji Yihe quickly patted him on the back to relieve him: "Master Zhong, let's go too."

Zhong Guanyuan was furious. He shook his hands, pointed at Yun Qing's back, and said, "Did you see it! Use the divine power of Jumang to reverse the timing just to make flowers for herself! No one dares to do this! How can she... …”

Ji Yihe dragged him and flew to the position of the four-pole Tianzhu, while reassuringly said: "It's just a flower, it's just a flower, it's not 100,000 years ago now, it's okay to do this occasionally..."

"What can you do!" Zhong Guanyuan was still indignant and chattering endlessly, and the two gradually walked away amid the noise.

At this time, Yun Qing had also arrived at the Divine Vessel, the thin figure on the shadow wall guarded the shrine, and the two faced each other in silence.

Yun Qing first said goodbye: "Master Saint, I haven't seen you for many years."

The tone of the Saint of the Immortal Dao, as always, was indifferent and indifferent: "Yeah, I didn't expect you to be with the God of God."

Yun Qing replied in a lawful manner: "It's not a long time, it's just that the goal is the same for the time being."

The voice of the Saint of the Immortal Dao came through the shadow wall, but it sounded like it was echoing in his ears: "Receiving the Heavenly Palace?"

Yun Qing calmly walked to the shadow wall, sat on the ground, and seemed ready to have a long talk with him: "It's Daoqi, they used Daoqi for the last fight, and I just need Daoqi."

"So you want to kill Holy Master Huangquan." The saint of Xiandao smiled, and his figure became clear little by little, "Recall the son of Huangquan who has been destroyed, and put Huangquan who has escaped the game back into the game. You need to Let Daoqi return to the most powerful state, and then use it to fight against Tiandao."

Biluo Huangquan has reached the end of the way, almost level with the way of heaven, but it is only level.

No one could take the final step beyond the heavenly way.

Yun Qing looked very calm, and did not hide his thoughts at all: "After all, the more chess pieces are, the better it is to play, so we shouldn't let us take the endgame of Dao chess and fight it with Tian Dao to live and die."

The saint of immortality smiled again: "I think so too..."

The shadow wall gradually disappeared, revealing a narrow tunnel inside. The tunnel sloped upwards, leading directly to the core of the Heaven-reaching Divine Vessel.

The voice of the saint of Xiandao still echoed in Yun Qing's ears: "Forget it, since you have decided to take this step, let's go more beautifully."

Yun Qing didn't expect him to agree so quickly. He thought that according to his previous tough attitude, most of them would have to spend a long time here. In fact, considering that the Saint of Humanity and Dao had already given up the palace, the Saint of Immortal Dao would not have much interest in the other hall again. It is understandable that he voluntarily retreated.

Yun Qing walked in with Aman, but at this time he heard the Saint of the Immortal Dao speak again.

He suddenly said, "Wait!"

Yun Qing said suspiciously, "Sir, you shouldn't regret it."

The saint of immortality did not care about her words, but asked a somewhat inexplicable question: "I ask you, what is written in the book of heaven?"

She could go to the annex that Zhong Guanyuan couldn't reach, so it was natural that she knew the unknown characters on the tortoise shell.

Yun Qing stopped and thought about it carefully: "Qing Yun, probably these two words."

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