Holy Father

Chapter 28

Qu Wuxi looked at the words on the door. In the world of comprehension, the level of Tiandi Xuanhuang Zhongtian is the highest. Qu Wuxi only thought for a while before deciding, "Choose the sky." Since he has already cultivated immortality, it is absolutely impossible for him to choose The lowest grade of yellow.

"En." Jie Feiwang followed Qu Wuxi's footsteps and walked into the gate of the sky. If he was allowed to choose, it would be the same choice, but the people behind the two of them divided into four groups after hesitation.

Qu Wuxi and the two walked in the front. After everyone came in, they heard the sound of the door closing, and the people behind were also talking quietly.

"There is really no turning back now, only going forward."

"We seem to have entered another dimension."

Qu Wuxi looked around. There were totems painted on the walls of the passage. The totems emitted a faint blue light to make the place not so dark, and they could see clearly with their eyesight.

A monk approached curiously, stretched out his hand to touch it, but he was trapped by the filaments growing out of the wall one by one, the monk screamed, and the filaments had dragged his arms into the wall.

"Junior Brother!" His companion hurriedly swung his sword to slash and dragged him out, but it was still not as strong as the strength inside the wall. Seeing that his entire arm was about to be sucked in, the man yelled cruelly, "Put my whole Cut off the arms! Quick!" He already felt that he was being bitten by something, and layers of cold sweat were already oozing out of his back.

"Junior Brother... Okay!" The young man hesitated for a moment, then swung his sword ruthlessly, blood flowed profusely when he struck the sword, he wiped the hot blood on his face in a daze, and hurriedly helped the person to stop the bleeding.

"Is that silk?"

"No, it's more like dragon tendons..."

"No way... since when did the dragon become so evil..."

Qu Wuxi turned back to look at the paintings on the wall without changing his expression, and said as he walked, "These murals record history."

Xie Feiwang nodded, looking at the first picture, "A chaotic sea of ​​clouds, with one person supporting the sky with one hand and holding an axe in the middle, Pangu created the world."

"Picture [-], Nuwa with the snake tail and various innate gods, the prehistoric era."

"Picture [-], the sky is covered with dark clouds, the battle of gods, in the prehistoric era."

"Picture [-], Nv Wa makes people out of clay, the end of the prehistoric era."

"Picture [-], three clans of human, witch and witch contend for hegemony, the ancient times."

"Picture [-], Nuwa holding colorful stones to mend the sky, at the end of the ancient era."

"Picture [-], the battle of the Conferred Gods, the ancient times."

"Picture [-], descendants shoot the sun, Kuafu chases the sun, in ancient times."

"Picture [-], one of the twelve witches remains, the end of the ancient times."

"Picture [-], the six worlds coexist, blooming like a brocade, the Middle Ages."

"Picture [-], the battle between immortals and demons, competing for the map of Shanhe Sheji and Hetu Luoshu, at the end of the Middle Ages."

"Pictures [-] and [-] are scratched... I can't see clearly," Qu Wuxi looked at the wall that was almost scratched off.

The whole mural was destroyed, and Xie Feiwang couldn't see why. He couldn't help but frowned, "It should be Kyushu God War? The mainland was originally one piece, but it was split into nine pieces after God War."

Even if a cultivator has a long lifespan, it will be thousands of years at most, and even if he ascends, there will be five declines in heaven and man, and the history of the chronology calculated in units of billions has become blurred.

"That's the Hunyuan Era." Qu Wuxi nodded lightly and continued to walk back, seeing the No.14 picture, "Then the Kyushu Era began until the current Sunset Era."

But the setting sun era is not engraved on it. Obviously, the setting sun era may not have begun when it was built here.

The people behind also watched cautiously, while thinking about who drew the history and then scratched the flowers himself?They looked too seriously, and they were all shocked when danger came.

Xie Feiwang was the first to react, and blocked the attack with a sword, but the thing that looked like a dry bamboo knot immediately passed him and stabbed back. Unfortunately, one person was stabbed in the arm. The whole body turns black and dissolves.

"It's highly poisonous." As soon as Xie Feiwang finished speaking, seven or eight dead branches spewed out from the depths of the passage to stab them. The passage was only enough for six people to go side by side. People shouted and cursed again and again.

Qu Wuxi narrowed his eyes and saw clearly what that thing was, "It's the feet of a centipede dragon." You can tell from the name that even if it's a dragon, it's the ugliest dragon. Dragons don't like centipedes, but centipedes love dragons the most. , but often centipede kings can marry dragons, but their descendants are hated by many people, and some people even say that such bastards are more disgusting than Zerg.

"Centipede dragon? How can there be such a terrible thing in this dragon palace?!" A monk managed to avoid the attack, cursing.

"They have a lot of feet! Their bodies protrude again!" The female monk almost screamed.

The centipede dragon was extremely hard, and Xie Feiwang's sword could only give him some minor injuries. He rushed forward while blocking the attack, and Qu Wuxi followed closely. The weakness of the centipede dragon was its mouth.

Walking out of the passageway, the vision finally opened up, but in a hall there was a giant with twists and turns, which was particularly creepy to look at. Under the centipede dragon, there were densely packed small centipedes, which made the scalp tingle.

The centipede dragon suddenly turned its eyes and stared at them murderously. With a roar, it attacked with more than a dozen legs. The sound was even worse, and Neidan's injury was more serious than the internal injury.

The centipede dragon ordered the little centipede below to entangle Qu Wuxi, saying that the little centipede was also the size of an arm, and they were densely packed into several dragon shapes. Qu Wuxi went down to the dragon head with a sword, and the dragon head grew again. These things are not easy to use. This sword is strong when it is strong, and weak when it is weak. If there are too many swords, he will suffer and consume a lot of spiritual energy.

Qu Wuxi was forced to retreat to one side surrounded by five dragons. While attacking and dodging, he sought a solution. The little centipede can gather energy and scatter, so it is extremely difficult to deal with. When Qu Wuxi froze one of them, he was unfortunately caught by the centipede dragon suddenly. The twisting body knocked over the wall and sank into the wall. The huge vibration even caused the ceiling to fall down.

Qu Wuxi didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, so he turned over to avoid the attack of the little centipede. He looked up and saw that it was Xie Feiwang who made the centipede dragon irritable. Above, the centipede dragon also opened its mouth wide and swung its body, as if it was in extreme pain, but Jie Feiwang still lay firmly on top of him.

Seeing this, Qu Wuxi chanted a mantra, and stood the Zangfeng sword in front of him. The body of the Zangfeng sword was full of light. Qu Wuxi pushed the sword out, and a ball of light fell straight into the mouth of the centipede dragon.

After a while, the centipede dragon weakened, lying on the ground half alive, Qu Wuxi panted and knelt down on the ground, seeing the little centipede was about to crawl over to take revenge, it froze. For the figure who came over, Xie Feiwang's clothes were a little messy, and he seemed to have suffered some injuries.

Xie Feiwang stepped forward to help Qu Wuxi up in two or three steps, "I'm sorry." He thought it was because he angered the centipede dragon that Qu Wuxi got slapped.

Qu Wuxi waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, "It's just an accident."

They walked back to the centipede dragon, Qu Wuxi retracted the Zangfeng sword, and asked the dragon, "Have you been guarding this secret place all this time?" Seeing the appearance, Ren Qu didn't bother to talk too much, just said, "Let's go."

Only then did the giant dragon raise his eyelids to look at him, but he still didn't move an inch, his vertical pupils were full of sarcasm.

Being stubborn, Qu Wuxi ignored him, turned his head and walked straight to the only door in the hall.Jie Feiwang looked at Qu Wuxi's back and then at the giant dragon, and said kindly, "Not everyone is so talkative, and the monks behind may really kill you when they come. Dragon meat is always good. Even if you don't look like the popular beauty."

Hearing the words, the giant dragon looked at Xie Feiwang with an expression as if he had eaten shit. How could this man slander him while being upright?But after careful consideration, he still shook the dragon's beard and slowly shrunk, Xie Feiwang's downcast black eyes lit up, he quickly picked up the clown dragon and stuffed it into his sleeve, and followed Qu Wuwu as if nothing had happened. interest.

When the other monks arrived, they condemned the behavior of Qu Wuxi and the two, and one of them said, "How could you let him go without authorization?!"

Qu Wuxi turned a deaf ear to this, but Jie Feiwang looked back at him, but the words he said could choke people to death, "We took care of the dragon, so what does it have to do with you?" He really didn't understand that even letting the dragon go is their freedom What does it have to do with this person?

The man's face was flushed red, and he said angrily, "Are you responsible if he comes back to take revenge! Do you know what you have done?"

"Of course we won't be responsible." Qu Wuxi spoke just now, and he squinted his eyes slightly to look at him, "The only one to blame is you who is a master of art." It is impossible to restrain him with morality, he slightly looked back at Jie Feiwang, on the contrary, Xie Feiwang really thought of them and arrested the dragon, but unfortunately he was bitten back, but it was all the fault of Heilian. Xie Feiwang said something that interfered with people's judgment, then secretly put away the dragon, and pretended to be innocent .

Xie Feiwang also looked at him, but tilted his head in confusion, not understanding the meaning in his eyes.

The person behind who spoke was stopped, "Say less." The person closed his mouth, but looked at Qu Wuxi viciously, and Qu Wuxi secretly wrote down this person——Li Qing of Gui Yuanzong , Provoking discord among the monks several times.

After walking through a corridor that was neither too long nor too short, the field of vision opened up again. Qu Wuxi and Xie Feiwang stopped, with shock in their eyes. It was a circular space ten times wider than the hall just now, and it was unknown how high it was going up. The ceiling is dotted with fire spirit beads all over the sky, a dragon chair is isolated on the nine-story high platform in the middle, and there are four ever-burning lights. Red water overflows from the faucet on the armrest of the dragon chair and flows down layer by layer along the ground. Some unknown white flowers floated on it, and under the nine-story platform is a huge pool. What makes people feel cold is that there are a pair of coffins erected in the pool. Even if the coffins are exquisitely carved, it is not pleasant.