Biquan Mountain, the ruins of the West Mountain in Yong'an, and many earth veins... Various women, such as wood carvings, clay sculptures, or stone carvings, were like bamboo shoots after a night of spring breeze, emerging out of nothing.

She seemed to have to wash away the dust carefully, wash and dress up before she could make her debut and show her trump card.

Through the crow's eyes, Xuan Ji also saw the images uploaded by the Biquanshan Branch. He was stunned at first, feeling that the woman seemed familiar to her. Then he suddenly realized something and turned his head suddenly.

"Well, it's really her." Sheng Lingyuan sighed, "I was counting my fingers from the White Jade Palace in the sky. There was no one else behind this. No wonder people say that I am only three-point like my father, no wonder Chen never looked at me directly... I really can't pursue profit and avoid harm."

The facial features of the goddess statue are six or seventy percent similar to Sheng Lingyuan, and the expression that looks like a replica of it.

Although she had never seen her before, her identity was almost revealed - Ji Wanfei, the emperor of the demon clan who was in trouble in the court back then.

Sheng Lingyuan's biological mother.

"I think I might be dazzled," Shan Lin whispered, "but...the expressions of those portraits seem to be changing."

The smiles of the statues that emerged from the ground became more and more obvious. At first, they had a dignified smile, and could also pretend to be a goddess who was not as good as the world's fireworks. After a while, she couldn't help but reveal her original appearance - the corners of her raised mouth bloomed like petals, and the dignity disappeared. A kind of ghostly aura climbed onto the gorgeous face.

"Wait," said Xiao Zheng, "When were these statues buried, and why are there so many kinds of materials for making them? It's not that I'm obsessive-compulsive... I just want to know, is this a personal behavior or an organized one?"

The statues carved from wood and stone are themselves ordinary objects. The conditions for the purpose of creating a "spirit" by offering "creating something out of nothing".

First of all, the prototype is qualified, the Vermillion Bird and Green Dragon are OK, and the Sparrow and Crow are obviously not. Otherwise, those Internet celebrity cats who are "private" by the whole world will have long ruled the earth. Secondly, the prototype must have made great wishes, or suffered great disasters, and had the obsession of being unable to calm down in the world - at least they are dead and the ancestral tombs are destroyed.

Finally, and most importantly, there must be enough people worshipping.

Just like the shemale tribe worshipping Suzaku, it must be well-known to everyone for thousands of years. It is impossible to be the scale of a small pyramid scheme organization that the authorities have never heard of.

Five thousand years ago, the gods were like creatures, only Danli was alone.

Although the princess of this demon clan has the blood of the Vermillion Bird, she is not a member of the Divine Bird tribe who guards Chiyuan. In her lifetime, she has never heard of anything that is beneficial to society, besides being drunk and dreaming and sowing disagreements. She must be ineligible to accept worship. She has no shortage of obsession with the unsatisfactory obsession, but the emperor herself has lived for thousands of years. Where can I find so many statues of gods to worship her?

Who organized it?

Sheng Lingyuan whispered: "So that's it."

Xuan Ji: "What?"

"I finally understand what Meng Xia has been doing during his four years of escape - she is indeed the shadow man of Emperor Ji. If I guess correctly, these statues of her were modified on the statue of Suzaku. Look at the wooden statue, it is clean and buried underground for so many years, and it is spotless, but there is a trace of burning on the cuffs of the statue... It should have been left by the time when I ordered people to burn the temple of Suzaku."

Danli is the incarnation of the statue of the Vermillion Bird. Emperor Wanfei summoned him with his body. The source of his life is those statues. Later, Danli and Sheng Xiao, the master and disciple, worked together in the same boat and fought in the same room. She then used her own shadow man Meng Xia to secretly recycle the statue of the Vermillion Bird and change it to her own face... just as she "swallowed" the statue of the Vermillion Bird.

"Slowly, second-hand materials, empty gloves," Xuan Ji was stunned, "This is OK? What kind of slutty operation is this?"

Sheng Lingyuan sighed: "She had always used this trick when she sneaked into the capital of the human race and provoked war between the two races. Thirty-six strategies, "Borrowing a knife to kill people" she made her perfect, and she would be enough for her life."

Once the Demon King dies, the Human Emperor and Dan Li are destined to turn against each other.

Dan Li could not let the leader of the demons be left uncontrolled, and the Lord of Nine Five could not obey a paranoid statue. These two people did not need external forces to instigate them, and they could turn the world upside down.

As long as Sheng Lingyuan is not short of common sense, he will definitely smash the Suzaku Temples everywhere. Meng Xia can recover the statue without any effort and take the power of the Suzaku God's offering for herself - she summoned it with the Great Yin Sacrifice. When a melee ends, she will still have to seek it back with all her money and profits, without any loss.

Xuan Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Lingyuan, to be honest, are you the 'IQ depression' of your family?"

The love is deep and long. While conquering Chiyuan, the world is settled. The wind sword and frost sword on the back are ruined.

Could it be that everyone can only be three points thick, and a fool who is not affectionate has to lose his life?

Sheng Lingyuan pushed his forehead and said, "I dare not take it, you are the smartest one among the noble flat-haired tribes."

Xuan Ji: "So why did her shadow man steal my body?"

Their conversation was originally conveyed by Raven to Xiao Zheng, which made Director Xiao feel goosebumps: "Don't add the terrifying atmosphere, two!"

Sheng Lingyuan: "You ask her."

"who……"

"Ai."

Xuan Ji's voice fell, and a gentle female voice suddenly "flowed" along the bronze tripod. The sound was demonic and gurgling, as if it could penetrate the eardrum and flow directly into the heart, making people tremble on their backs. With just a sigh, I wished I could dig out my life and give it to her.

"Poor Tong, poor child, has never been in his own tribe for a day, and he doesn't know anything."

Not only in the Cauldron of Heaven and Earth, but obviously, at the same time, this sound was heard in all places with statues.

Xiao Zheng: "'Bronze'? Who?"

Xuan Ji: "..."

This old witch actually called his nickname in front of colleagues across the country!

"The authority of Chiyuan is a talent. The Zhuque clan was born in Chiyuan and was originally part of Chiyuan," the female voice said softly, "Since the young Jiao Jiushi, people of all generations have thought that they are extraordinary. If they swallow Zhuque, they can get Chiyuan. How funny."

Sheng Lingyuan shook his sleeves and sat down straight: "The people who have been foolish in all generations have been pretentious, so your highness must be really extraordinary?"

The female voice paused for a moment, as if she was carefully observing him through the Heaven and Earth Cauldron. The magma gently stroked the bronze cauldron, making an almost gentle rustling sound. She asked, "Is your nickname "Lingyuan"... Haha, did Danli's old thief? You were born very much like me."

After hearing this, Xuan Ji was furious and was pressed down by Sheng Lingyuan. Although he was not affectionate enough, he seemed out of place with their whole family, but he was still as if he didn't want to hear anything.

After hearing the words "Birth Mother", Sheng Lingyuan's eyebrows did not move: "Thank you, misunderstanding. There is no such thing as resurrection from the dead in the world. I am sorry that I have a short-sighted understanding. I would like to ask Your Highness, how did you reverse Yin and Yang?"

"We, mother and son, have a fate but no separation. When we met for the first time, we became like this." The distant female voice sighed like a singing voice, and said softly, "I was desperate back then, so I asked for the 'Da Ming Guang Festival' to offer my last blood body to make things happen with the fortune of the Suzaku clan. I didn't expect you to have it in my belly."

Sheng Lingyuan said politely without sincerity: "I'm upset."

"The Daming Guangshen is half a level of 'life and death' in the laws of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, you not only took away the divine power of the Suzaku statue, making the statue a faceless person, but also left me a glimmer of 'life'." I wonder if it was Xuan Ji's illusion, but he felt that when a woman said the word "life", she gritted her teeth. "I closed my seven orifices, and lost all my five senses, and fell into the five decays, and my flesh and blood were decayed-but guess what, I am still alive."

Xuan Ji was slowing down for a while before he realized that "the seven orifices closed" means no longer metabolizing for the demon clan.

Her body was dying, but her consciousness did not dissipate. When the organs were rotten, she no longer had five senses. When the muscles were also rotten, she could no longer control the corpse with only one skeleton.

She will be trapped in that bone forever.

"I am a living dead man. The remains of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Spirit are dead zombies. Do you think there is such a coincidence in the world?" said Emperor Ji. "Its creatures become weapons, and the remains left behind are still tied to the authority of Chiyuan after death, so it cannot be rotten even if it is... This secret, only those who see this remains know. You really should thank me. If Meng Xia had not risked his life to steal the Vermilion Bird bone and the Heavenly Cauldron from the heavenly tribulation, the greedy world would have fought for this bone for another ten thousand years."

Xuan Ji: "Don't Dan Li know?"

"Does he know what's the matter?" The woman laughed, like a silver bell. "The bones are in our hands. He can't find the whereabouts of the bones, nor dare to look for them with great fanfare."

Xuan Ji didn't react for a moment - even if Dan Li was inconvenient to look for it with great fanfare, if he left his last words and let Sheng Lingyuan know Meng Xia's true identity and whereabouts of the bones, then when Meng Xia's first appearance was made, Sheng Lingyuan would never neglect the remains at the foot of Biquan Mountain.

It won't be so passive in three thousand years.

Sheng Lingyuan heard this thought through communist feelings: "What are you thinking? He is the one he wants to guard against. Danli would rather break up corpses than let the remains of the Vermilion Bird fall into my hands."

Xuan Ji: "But doesn't he want to re-replace the Vermilion Bird bloodline? Even if the creature transforms the weapon spirit is irreversible, I can't return to my true body. With this skeleton, Chiyuan can control it, and we can also slowly..."

Why did the Demon Sword be shattered so tragically? Why did the tribes have no place to live? Why did the Lingyuan be forced into a dead end?

Xuan Ji held Sheng Lingyuan's hand with a "crack".

Sheng Lingyuan turned to him with a little surprise. After a moment, His Majesty couldn't help but laugh.

“Who and you are ‘we’?”

"Why are you laughing at..."

"They refine the demons as sharp blades. When the birds are gone, the bows must be hidden," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him calmly, "It's not that I can live forever, but that I will be the emperor there endlessly."

The demon is immortal. If the remains of the Vermillion Bird fall into his hands, what is the difference between the Human Emperor and the Demon King? The demon's demon comes from Chiyuan. If Chiyuan gives him, wouldn't it be that rats are put into the rice jar? He can never forget his original intention for a hundred years, two hundred years? Three hundred years? Who can guarantee it? Who will control him... Would you bet on his true love for a sword?

Who would believe in "true love"?

Oh, Xiao Jihui, who had left the dirty world early before he grew up.

So Dan Li would not tell him anything, because telling him was equivalent to telling Sheng Lingyuan that the little sword spirit three thousand years ago could not even hide anything. Sheng Lingyuan glanced at Xuan Ji, and it was still half a beat slower after three thousand years. No wonder at the beginning of the melee that year, Zhuque was eliminated in the first round.

"Dan and I will never die, and no one believes in each other, so I will give you a chance. His Highness wedged his statue into the eyes of the earth veins, headed by the Chaos Heaven and Earth Cauldron, heart of the Chiyuan, and earth veins as meridians. He swallowed the energy of the Jiuzhou into his abdomen and resurrected through the body of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Spirit. It was really easy to plot."

"Where," the female voice sneered, "It was Dan Li who was good at calculating. Meng Xia was not good at doing things well. In the end, the old thief of Dan Li was plotted against. He was defeated in Chiyuan, which made me lose all my efforts."

"If Meng Xia was not so anxious and hid for a few more years, and when I died, no one would remember her. Then what she wanted to do," Sheng Lingyuan said softly, "Why was she so anxious to jump out?"

The girl laughed, but avoided answering.

"I understand, because of Chiyuan, right?" Sheng Lingyuan also smiled, "When Danli died, I had already sealed Chiyuan. From then on, Chiyuan fire will be as weak as a year, so Meng Xia can't wait."

Xuan Ji: "No, Auntie, you didn't succeed three thousand years ago. Now half of the earth's veins have been moved. Even if the bone seal is loose, how many portraits are left to use?"

Wan Fei: "Little pitiful, the demons are dancing around. Can you really think that the seal of Chiyuan will last forever?"

Xuan Ji retorted: "Why do we compare, should Chiyuan catch fire first, or should we burn your statue first? Lao Xiao——"

Before Xiao Zheng could respond, the entire Biquan Mountain began to vibrate. At the same time, the field staff at each scene sent out emergency alarms at the same time, and the sacrificial texts around the statues began to flow!

"Get back, back!"

All the people close to the statue were knocked out by an airflow at the same time. The artificial echo equipment was cut off from energy, and the helicopter swept the north wind everywhere. The ground suddenly cracked, connecting the Suzaku totem along each array eye. The flame-colored light swept by and poured into Biquan Mountain from all directions.

Xiao Zheng heard the person next to him exclaim: "That seems to be Gong Chenggong!"

He was shocked and raised his telescope, and saw a figure hanging in the crack of the ground where no living creature could approach. He was very eye-catchingly hanging in the air, and under his feet seemed to be surfing magnetically.

Gong Chenggong raised his head and glanced at the field players who were blown up by the strong wind from afar. Then, he spread his arms. A blue smoke emerged from the top of his head and floated into the air. A face that looked exactly like the statues appeared in the smoke. Everyone on the helicopter saw the smile on the face, and then she jumped into the crack of the ground, and the smoke melted into the flowing light.

Left a body of "Gong Chenggong" hanging in the air, quickly shrank, and turned into a mummy on the spot.

Xiao Zheng gasped and the crow fell on Director Xiao's forehead with his wings.

Xuan Ji: "Give me a little more upset, brothers! I've been blowing out all the awesomeness!"

I heard the female voice in the statue laughing: "My son Lingyuan, you are such a smart baby. Not bad, the earth vein eyes have indeed moved a lot. But I occupied the earth vein eyes just to swallow Chiyuan - now, isn't the 'Chiyuan' in my belly?"

She finished speaking, and the bronze cauldron looked like a bell, with a loud "buzzing".

Xuan Ji turned his head and was about to curse, when he saw Sheng Lingyuan leaning against the cauldron of heaven and earth, he seemed to be pushed hard by someone. He rushed forward and was about to fall on Xuan Ji. Before Xuan Ji could hold him firmly, Sheng Lingyuan pressed against his shoulder, turned his head and raised his hand to block it, at least he didn't spit out all his blood.

Xuan Ji was so scalded by the blood that he almost jumped up: "Lingyuan!"

Only then did he realize that the coldness of Sheng Lingyuan's body was not his illusion - the blood in his wound had long stopped. With the recovery ability of the demon, the energy should have recovered long ago, but his face became whiter and his body temperature was getting lower and lower, as if there were still invisible wounds bleeding continuously.

The Heaven and Earth Cauldron just held him in the eyes of the Earth Vein. The goddesses in the Earth Vein's eyes kept squeezing demonic energy from him, forming a closed loop with the remains of the Vermilion Bird tied to the Heaven and Earth Cauldron.

She wants to use Sheng Lingyuan as fuel to help herself and Zhuque form two!
To be continued...