Chapter 260
At the same time, in the vast world.
Nuwa, who was in retreat, suddenly woke up.
A layer of ripples in the void shook, and a large cauldron fell beside Nuwa.
The cauldron is made of bronze and has three legs. It depicts the infinite universe, the flowing rhymes of Taoism, and the innate and immortal spiritual light.
"Master?" Nuwa asked in shock.
[Qiankun Ding, I know your way. After using it, I gave it to Bai Chuan. This treasure was originally given to him. 】
"Yes! Master!" Nuwa quickly stood up and bowed to the void.
[Good, live a good life, practice, and understand the Qiankun Ding. 】
"Congratulations, Master!"
The Taoist charm that was like heaven and earth dissipated, and Nuwa moved her gaze to the Qiankun Cauldron.
The Qiankun Ding is an innate treasure!
Nuwa looked at it carefully and used her spiritual sense to explore it.
The Qiankun Ding contains inner creation and innate immortal aura.
Nuwa didn't know the specific power, but she heard Bai Chuan talk about the Qiankun Cauldron's innate effect.
That's right, Lingbao is acquired and innate.
Of course, it can only be turned into a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.
As for the spiritual treasure, the difference in power between innate and acquired is actually not big. The most important thing is the unique 'spirit' and forbidden avenue in this innate spiritual treasure. This is the great power. Something sought after.
Of course, now another one has been added, which is the effect of killing corpses.
This is what countless powerful beings pursue.
But for Bai Chuan and others, it no longer means much to rebel against innateness and use a low-grade innate spiritual treasure...
After all, no one knows how to use this thing to kill corpses, and no one practices the Three Corpses Way.
‘Bai Chuan seems to say that he is quite short of spiritual treasures? ’ Nuwa thought carefully and then shook her head.
None of this matters.
For her, the greatest thing about the Qiankun Ding is to comprehend the ever-changing universe and innate immortality within it.
This is the most important thing.
only……
"The rebellious nature of the Qiankun Cauldron actually has such a big restriction?" Nuwa was slightly shocked in her heart. Was it a waste of merit? Consume luck?
The Qiankun Ding's counterinnate nature is special. It can add innate immortal aura to other spiritual treasures, but what is consumed is the innate immortal aura of the Qiankun Ding itself.
After this thing is consumed, it is very difficult to replenish it. Even the true source water cannot replenish it.
This is the second magical thing about the Qiankun Ding. It can transform other things into its innate immortal light. The first thing that bears the brunt is merit and luck.
Of course, the Universe Cauldron has endless creations, and the original true water can also be used, but compared to merit, it is inferior.
Putting these thoughts into her heart, Nuwa smiled slightly, placed the Qiankun Ding in front of her, and began to meditate quietly.
Generally speaking, Lingbao still needs some simple refining, but when Hongjun takes action, it must be a step that saves all trouble.
At the same time, in the lunar star.
"I've met Yue Lao." Xi He, who was dressed in a golden silk robe and a phoenix crown on his head, nodded slightly and saluted.
"I've met the Taiyin Lord." Su Shiliu bowed and returned the greeting.
Xihe's face flashed with a trace of unnaturalness, and he asked tentatively: "Fellow Taoist Yue, but...are you here to propose marriage?"
"..." Su Shiliu looked slightly embarrassed, why are you acting like a thief?
"Lord Taiyin, how about you show me your destiny?" Su Shiliu smiled politely.
"Okay." Xihe nodded.
Su Shiliu also nodded, then raised his hand, a light pink dao rhyme flashed across his fingertips, and then a hair-thick red thread was tied to Xihe's wrist.
One end of the red thread entangled Xi He, and the other end extended infinitely.
Di Jun, who was chatting and laughing with Bai Chuan, suddenly felt his heart shake. A Taoist rhyme wrapped around his wrist, and Xihe's appearance could not help but appear in his heart...
And, what followed was heart palpitations.
This feeling was something he had never experienced before. Even the day he became the Emperor of Heaven, he had never been so excited.
"What's wrong, fellow Taoist?" Bai Chuan narrowed his eyes and chuckled.
"Ahem, it's nothing. I suddenly felt... some enlightenment in my heart! Yes, some enlightenment!" Di Jun smiled, suppressed the throbbing, and hid the red rope wrapped around his wrist. In the cuffs.
"That's it." Bai Chuan nodded and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "If you hadn't said anything, I would have thought that it was spring again when I saw fellow Taoist blushing."
Di Jun was puzzled: "Spring? What's the connection?"
"Spring is here...all things revive...it's the little monsters' favorite...season again."
Di Jun's mind was quick and he figured it out in an instant. His eyelids twitched slightly and he pointed at Sang and Huai again.
"By the way, speaking of seasons," Bai Chuan looked at Di Jun: "There is still another meritorious deed."
"Huh?" Di Jun was a little confused: "You have earned all the merits of the time sequence and the four seasons, so why are there still merits left?"
"Divide the authority." Baichuan spread his hands and said: "I just set the time sequence, the four seasons, shouldn't you, the Emperor of Heaven, do the rest?
"The god in charge of spring, the god in charge of summer...the god of the twenty-four solar terms, tsk, if these powers were still there when Prince Dongwang was still around, you might have had to fight for them, but now they are all in the hands of you, the Emperor of Heaven...
"How did you, the Emperor of Heaven, do this?"
Bai Chuan frowned and looked at Di Jun: "Where is your list of gods? Where is your heavenly book?"
"Uh... what is the Book of Heaven?" Di Jun said with a look of shame.
Shirakawa:"……"
If you don’t have a heavenly book, which god can you confer?
No, Master, how many backdoors did you open for him? Can he be made a god without a heavenly book?
"Come on, follow me to a place." Bai Chuan held his forehead and took Di Jun back to Thirty-Three Heavens.
Bai Chuan had had a conversation with Hongjun long ago.
The ‘Book of Heaven’ is also the so-called list of gods.
This thing is in the heaven and is not in Hongjun's hands at all.
The Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man are spiritual treasures born by heaven and earth. Countless years ago, before the great catastrophe of the beasts, they fell into the hands of the former masters of Heaven, Qingtian, Huangtian and Cangtian.
The Book of the Earth is now in the hands of Zhen Yuanzi. It is the spiritual treasure of the earth's fetal membrane, protecting the entire prehistoric land.
This is quite a joke.
Why is the owner of this land the Wu Clan? He is obviously Zhen Yuanzi.
The Last Man's Book is now in Hongjun's hands. Unfortunately, Hongjun doesn't know when it was supposed to be born, or he knows about it but hasn't spoken about it.
In the Taiyin Star, Xi He's face was slightly rosy and he invited Su Shiliu into the Taiyin Star.
The two began to have a long conversation.
And far away from the boundless chaos, the two Taoists in Zixiao Palace sat opposite each other again.
"Fellow Taoist, the chance of the tunnel being born...can we perfect the ancient world again and overwhelm the devil?" He raised his eyebrows and said calmly.
"Yes." Hongjun nodded: "The opportunity for the tunnel to be born is nearby."
"Speaking of which..." He raised his eyebrows and stood up, looking into the wilderness: "Fellow Taoist, you are standing at different heights. When you look at their actions, does it feel like you are watching a show? According to what you know, what exactly did you see? One step, how much did you see?”
"Pindao never looks at the passage of time." Hongjun said with a smile:
"Let's talk about the future in the future. What will the future be like? Pindao prefers to watch them evolve on their own instead of randomly observing the future. Everything is a given. Doesn't it mean that they have lost their original authenticity?"
He raised his eyebrows and was slightly startled, then shook his head and chuckled:
"What fellow Taoist said is true, but poor Taoists have forgotten their origins. I recall that we were one of them back then, running around for enlightenment."
"Fellow Taoist, don't be impatient, Pindao has already seen it." Hongjun chuckled: "When Luo Hu dies, how can you, Taoist, not return to the wild world?"
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you really mean what you said, fellow Taoist?"
"Seriously." Hongjun nodded: "After the Demon Ancestor dies, he will return with raised eyebrows. Even a poor man can open this back door."
"Shan." He raised his eyebrows and raised his lips: "I will go to the chaos to find the devil world."
"No, fellow Taoist." Hongjun looked at Yang Mei and said: "The battles now are different from those back then, and more of them are in the ancient 'chess game'."
"Is that why fellow Taoists ask them to guard the wilderness after they attain enlightenment?"
"Yes." Hongjun nodded: "However, even so, demons are everywhere, and the Tao and the demons coexist. If you encounter demonic obstacles in your practice, you will also fall into the demons. If the demons exist, the demon ancestors will come, and the demonic Tao will not perish. ”
As he said that, Hongjun raised his hand and set up a mysterious light mirror. On the mirror, it was a golden immortal who had gone crazy.
Contaminated with the aura of calamity and unable to control himself, he has entered the devil's path and his temperament has changed drastically.
"He was originally a humble man, but now he has fallen into the devil's path, practiced devilish things, and was bewitched by 'inner demons'. He lost his way and learned the magic of the devil's path. He killed three fellow Taoists who had been practicing for millions of years and robbed their origins. .
"He hides it very deeply. He knows that he is a demon and that demons should not exist, so he has been living cautiously for fear of being discovered."
"Already like this?" He raised his eyebrows and frowned: "Is this the reason for the robbery? It led to the rebirth of the Demon Association?"
"Actually, there were also before the robbery." Hongjun said lightly: "It's just that there are far less than there are now."
With that said, Hongjun pointed his finger and turned the man into ashes.
"That fellow Taoist's workload is really going to be heavy." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"No." Hongjun shook his head: "I won't take care of it anymore, I will only take care of it occasionally."
He raised his eyebrows and shrank his pupils, immediately understanding what Hongjun was thinking.
Show weakness, but not completely show weakness, giving the other party the illusion that we are actually about the same level...
"If you don't make a sound, that's it. If you make a blockbuster, the strike will be a sure kill, just like before."
"I will not make the mistake I made back then again." Hongjun stared at him and turned off the Xuanguang Mirror.
Hongjun has always been worried about that battle.
There are already demons entering the wilderness, which is something that Yangmei didn't expect.
"The Demon Race...the existence of this race is truly a disaster to the world." He raised his eyebrows and shook his head with a sigh:
"Luo Hu, who was still a 'fellow Taoist' back then, was never like this."
Hongjun was slightly startled and sighed softly: "The Rahu back then was called a truly free man, and that was called a free demon. He did whatever he wanted and was uninhibited. He was not the devil that everyone calls for beating now."
"What happened back then is what happened back then, so there's no need to mention it anymore." He raised his eyebrows and sighed, then turned his gaze to the wilderness:
"But this heavenly book, even you and I didn't find it back then, but Santian actually took advantage of it."
"This book is not very useful." Hongjun said: "The biggest function is to communicate with the way of heaven and enshrine the authority of heaven and earth."