Chapter 280 The ritual has been completed and Wuwu returns to his place(1/2)
Chapter 280 The ritual is completed, and you return to your place without confusion
When Qi Wuhuo pressed his right hand on the dark red star, bursts of thunderous sounds seemed to come from inside the star, and then the surface of the star collapsed downwards, and a majestic force pulled Qi Wuhuo down.
The confusion penetrated deep into the stars, and the surging energy caused the young Taoist's sleeves and robe to roll up.
Qi Wuhuo subconsciously clenched his five fingers, trying to catch something.
Then he held it. It had a texture like steel, and the delicate lines were like dragon scales, but it seemed to be breathing. It rose and fell, with an underlying cruel warmth. Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes slightly, and then saw that
The stars unfolded one after another like lotus flowers, and then suddenly spread, and wisps of dark red firelight were like a drop of blood dripping into the spring water.
The immeasurable dark red fire wraps around the body.
The young Taoist saw that his right hand was holding something similar to the end of a spear. He saw that it was completely ink, but there were dark red streams of light flowing up and down. There were very delicate and gorgeous lines on it, like dragon scales, and Qi Wuhuo subconsciously looked towards it.
He twitched the weapon from behind, and with this movement, blazing fire light ran on the dragon scale-like lines.
Fire light burst out, and the fire light seemed to have spirituality. The two auras, dark red and golden red, were like the rotation of yin and yang, like a long river, entwining around the young Taoist. First, they circled past his wrist and exploded into a puff of golden red light.
Mars, there seems to be a picture emerging from Mars.
Under the lights of a sutra pavilion, the young Taoist asked questions calmly, while the skinny old monk closed his eyes and cried.
The Buddhist kingdom of Medicine Master Glazed Light Tathagata, the most powerful among the thirteen lines of Buddhism, is closed.
As a result, the forces of Buddhism have changed. Each has six branches of Buddhism, has similar strength, and has a similar name. Neither of them can overwhelm their opponents. They all feel that they have an advantage, so they fight here. It is obvious that countless battles have been brewing.
The monks discussed the Dharma and fought over who was the ancestral lineage of Buddhism.
Then the sticks and fists intertwined, and amid the sound of the Buddha's chant, the weapons collided and exploded into bright, clear glazed fire.
The fire continued to flow upward, wrapping around the boy's side, like a river with a new branch, spreading to one side.
Among the spreading, blazing flames, there is a majestic city, with people and horses galloping like thunder, and music played by harps and harps, praising the prosperous age.
There was also sword energy running freely, and the human emperor's energy dispersed. The human emperor was furious and lost the rituals that he originally intended to use to achieve the image of the ancient emperor. Therefore, the rest of the small human nations all had a disobedient heart, and they prepared their troops to conquer.
While chasing a deer in the Central Plains, there were men wearing black armor and armed with swords, shouting angrily to kill the thief, using chopping and slashing moves, and cutting off tables and cases with scrolls on them.
The scroll fell to the ground, and there was a scroll of mountains and rivers, and the scroll of mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers suddenly burst into flames.
Fire burns everything.
In the flames, what was just a scene of singing and dancing in the world turned into a scene of a group of demons toasting, drinking, and laughing loudly.
There is a great sage from the demon country who has set foot on the highest level.
As he climbed to the sky, he heard angry shouts and a burly old man stood up from the fire.
One of the two held a spear, and the other held a long-handled sword. The weapons clashed violently, and the sound was like thunder.
Immediately, his body suddenly rose up, turning into a height of tens of thousands of feet. In the endless flames, the two weapons violently crossed each other, exploding arcs of light. Immediately in the firelight, the old man suddenly raised his hand, and a seal was thrown out.
The seal hovered in the void, seeming to soar into the sky, and time became more ancient, as if it had returned to the past.
There seem to be traces of the past on the seal, among the clanking sounds of weapons.
I saw a burly old man in armor fighting with a man in rich clothes. The latter had the spirit of the leader of all things. It was the battle between Emperor Dongyue and Emperor Gouchen. There were dragons and snakes rising from the land, and there were changes in the sea.
A woman raised her hand, and everything changed.
It is a battle between the four emperors.
There is the vibration of Fengdu City, the surrender of the ghost emperor of all things, and the yin energy is strong.
The surrounding flames unknowingly turned into a mighty long river. The picture displayed by the long river was full of countless battles and troubled times, and these many fighting spirits gathered in the body of the young Taoist. Qi Wuhuo held this
A long handle of an unknown weapon, I could feel the tremor of the thing, its energy, its anger, and its high fighting spirit.
The young Taoist slowly pulled out the object, and finally it turned into a war gun, but the tip of the gun was still wrapped with strands of fire.
In the end, it turned into a picture. It was a young Taoist wearing a Taoist robe stained with blood, with a rather messy and dusty atmosphere, and the Northern Emperor Ziwei looking at each other. It was the young Taoist who resisted the order of the Northern Emperor.
For some reason, the young Taoist understood what the pictures emerging from the fire meant.
This is ritual!
This body has led to countless wars and struggles, this body has rebelled against order, and this body has walked on the right path.
Finally, as a constellation of stars, he rebelled against Emperor Ziwei's order.
He chose the path of fighting and killing.
And it is not a choice made to complete the ritual.
Only then can you complete the last step.
And Qi Wuhuo also knew what the existence in front of him was, and said: "It turns out that the power I borrowed earlier is yours..." The weapon whistled slightly, as if in response, and Qi Wuhuo had a sense of ritual.
It has been completely completed, and there is only one last step left for him. He only needs to reach out his hand to hold this object and mark it with his soul.
Then you can embark on the path of becoming the Star King of Fire Virtue. With the assistance of the power of the stars, you can increase your cultivation level at an extremely fast speed.
Perhaps it only takes a few hundred years to surpass many levels, become a true king, hold the true fire flag, and achieve the status of Five Stars. Yun Zhiyi and Weaver Girl are now only twenty-eight stars, inferior to Five Stars.
Even if it is a level, it has gone through thousands of years of practice.
The young Taoist stretched out his hand to touch the weapon and thanked him: "Thank you very much."
"It's a pity, I can't accept it."
After completing the highest standard ritual, Qi Wuhuo had no intention of holding this object and turning it into the Fire Virtue Star Lord.
That will constrain and confuse your own path.
After studying all the ways and walking on my way, Qi Wuhuo still remembers the farthest direction pointed out by his teacher, so he is not obsessed with the throne at his fingertips. The Huo Yao throne seal on the weapon
Xi whistled slightly, seeming to convey that his upper limit would not be just Xingjun.
[Maybe he can be the emperor]
[Or as a deity]
Picture after picture was shown, all of them were young Taoists who were either wearing Taoist robes and controlling thousands of flames; or they were wearing armor or battle robes and holding flaming flags. Behind them were countless heavenly soldiers and generals displaying their surrender, with magnificent arrogance.
What one picture points to is the ultimate personality of Huo Yao, which is amazing, admirable and shocking.
The young Taoist looked at these quietly, and then asked gently:
"Then can you let me and my teacher walk side by side?"
Then the flag of fire and the seal stopped.
Here, in the dream, the young Taoist did not hide his heel from the star spirit.
Therefore, they know who the teacher is pointing at.
Huoyao Banner and Seal seemed to be calmed by these words.
The young Taoist in front of me recalled the scene when he broke through [Xi Sing] and saw the teacher walking at the front of the road. No matter whether he walked fast, leaned forward, or ran quickly, the teacher was always there, neither hurrying nor slowing, but he was never able to
After closing the slightest distance, the young man looked at the two magic weapons calmly and said:
"People in the world cultivate Taoism, cultivate immortality, cultivate themselves, and seek freedom."
"My ambition is greater than theirs."
The young Taoist smiled and said, "Maybe, it's smaller too."
"I just feel that the teacher's back is very lonely."
"I want to go to him and tell him."
"The disciple is here."
As a result, Huo Yao's personality and the aura of the weapon weakened a little.
This is a dream, a dream of the soul. The young Taoist simply sat here cross-legged. A table naturally appeared in front of him. Sitting opposite each other, it was as if he was inviting these two magic weapons and seals to sit down. The two weapons
Naturally, they would not have such reactions and abilities, but the young Taoist still regarded them as objects that could be communicated with, saying:
"So, it's not that I'm arrogant, or that I'm deliberately pretending not to accept it."
"It's because I really have something I want to do."
"My teacher has pointed out the farthest road to me, so I know the direction. I will not stop in the middle, nor will I choose to follow anyone else's path. Maybe I can be the devil of the Arctic Exorcist Academy
, can be the mountain god of the earth, can be the teacher in the courtyard of King Qin, [but these are me, I am not them]."
The Huoyao Seal and the Divine Weapon trembled in response, their consciousness ignorant but ancient.
The young Taoist smiled and said: "If you live in wealth, you will live in wealth; if you live in poverty, you will live in poverty; if you live in the exorcism courtyard, you will be a demon; if you live on the ground, you will be an earthly creature; if you live in Fangcun Mountain, you will be a real person; if you walk in the world, I will be a human being. However, these things cannot be taken care of alone.
When I come out, it’s not me.”
"I am Qi Wuzhuo, and I am just Qi Wuzhuo."
"The rest of the identity is just like the clouds in the sky; clouds come and go, rolling around, but they are just clouds, not the sky; the identity of the demon can belong to other people, and the seal of the earth can also belong to other people, they are in As far as I am concerned, they are just a cloud in the sky, and I will never give up myself because of them."
"Just like you can't say the clouds are the sky, you can't say those extra identities are me."
The two divine weapons responded to his own doubts about the purity of the young Taoist's soul. These two objects were another ray of divine soul falling into his soul. He actually knew the meaning, "Well, you ask why?"
The young Taoist smiled. He thought for a moment, stretched out his hand, as if to support these identities, but his expression was calm and his tone was gentle: "Because."
To be continued...