The Three Pure Ones all smiled, except for Queen Hou Tu, who looked at the scroll in Qi Wuhuo's hand and felt vaguely familiar with it. She said with a slight movement in her heart, "Wuhuo, can you show me this scroll?" Qi Wuhuo handed the scroll in his hand to Queen Hou Tu. Queen Hou Tu brushed across the scroll, and her fingers felt the faintly ancient and rough texture of the scroll, and her expression changed slightly.

"This is……"

Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly: "Is it that thing?"

The laughter of Shangqing Da Daojun paused.

"???"

"Is that the thing?"

"Um."

Hou Tu Niangniang's fingers swept across the scroll, and ripples of words appeared on it in an instant, and then shattered like a golden lock. The scroll slowly unfolded, its texture was simple and vast, with a taste of the distant past, and a very strong human aura slowly dissipated. She stroked the scroll with a feeling of nostalgia and said:

"I never thought that after so many eons, I could still see this painting again."

Qi Wuhuo was surprised.

After he gave the seal and the scroll to Queen Wa, Queen Wa seemed to hand him something she was carrying.

Then he was sent away.

The Supreme stroked his beard and said, "It is better to say that it can only be this thing."

"If not, it would be impossible for it to exist in such a lonely world for so long..."

Hou Tu Huang Di Ji smiled and sighed, saying: "What Daoyou said is indeed true."

"I was wrong."

She moved her fingers slightly, gently lifted up the scroll, and then turned it over, allowing the contents on the scroll to fall into Qi Wuhuo's eyes -

It is a very old, simple, even rough painting.

The colors above seem to have been painted by ancient people who collected colored rocks, ground them into powder, and used plant juice and other materials as pigments. The vast land, the ancient clouds, and the ancient houses built with rocks. The houses are surrounded together to form a gathering place. People are dancing in clothes made of animal skins and decorations made of animal teeth.

Above the clouds, one can vaguely see men and women with human bodies and snake tails.

A sense of grandeur from an ancient and barbaric era comes over you.

Qi Wuhuo said: "This is..."

Hou Tu Huang Di Ji replied: "The Mountain and River Map is a gift from the ancient human race to Queen Wa. It is also her favorite thing. She once tempered and nurtured it personally. Because she enjoyed the offerings of so many human races, it is considered a very special kind of spiritual treasure... Of course, it is not the best, but Queen Wa carries it with her all the time, and it has great symbolic significance."

Her fingers lightly tapped on the "Map of Mountains and Rivers", causing ripples to appear on the map. The scene inside seemed to come alive, with bonfires swaying, people singing and dancing, and everything clearly visible, except for a white ape with a hideous face in the mountains, an evil dragon with rugged scales and claws in the water, and a headless giant beating his chest in anger, all of which were vivid.

Hou Tu Huang Di Ji said: "This thing is essentially used to suppress destiny."

"He also gave Fuxi the power to refine the earth, water, wind and fire again, and with the innate eight trigrams, he created the heavens and the inner space with one stroke."

"It is originally a treasure of luck, so the existence of a space inside it is a big change. It can trap the enemy, attack the enemy, and defend. It is extremely comprehensive."

"Any cultivator who enters will be confused by Fuxi's magical power, not knowing where his mind is. He will only indulge in random thoughts and let his mind run wild. The four images in this painting will change in an infinitely wonderful way. If you think of a mountain, it will be a mountain; if you think of water, it will be water; if you think of the front, it will be the front; if you think of the back, it will be the back. Even if you have great magical powers, you will be trapped in this painting."

“Using my magical power, in a moment or two, I will shave off the three flowers, disperse the five qi, and transform into just a human figure on this scroll.”

I don’t know why, it is clearly a gift from the ancient human race to Queen Nuwa.

But after adding Fuxi's methods, it became something very cruel.

Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun exclaimed: "This is indeed an extraordinary magic weapon."

"It's fortunate that Fuxi is not here. Otherwise, if he knew that Queen Nuwa gave this thing to you, I'm afraid he would be so angry that his eyes would turn red, and he would hit you from behind with a club and take your painting away."

Hou Tu Huang Di Ji said helplessly: "What do you think Fuxi is? How can you be like this?"

The voice paused, and then said helplessly: "But it does seem like something Fuxi would do."

"But He is dead after all, so let's save some face."

Shangqing Da Dao Jun just laughed and said nothing.

Qi Wuhuo held the scroll in both hands and looked at the pictures on it. Every stroke on it was the scenery of the human world in the most ancient times. The scroll seemed to have merged with his soul. With a slight movement of his mind, he put the scroll away and told him in detail about his previous encounter with [One] and the suspected successor of Fuxi.

Everyone was amazed at Fuxi's methods, and Shangqing Daojun couldn't help but joked:

"At such a critical moment, they still use such means."

"I don't know if this is a real backup plan, or if Fuxi is hiding somewhere and watching us."

"Ha, this is really worrying. Is this guy not dead at all?"

"After all, he has too many ways to save his life. Unless I kill him myself with my sword, I won't feel safe even if Yuqing and Taishang kill Fuxi..."

Lord Shangqing Da Dao made a joke.

Everyone laughed helplessly, as if to show that they had listened to the joke of the Great Dao Lord. However, the laughter was so forced that even the old blue ox was frightened and almost forgot to ruminate. The Queen Mother of the Earthly Emperor could not help but sighed and said, "Daoyou, this joke is not appropriate. If Fuxi really comes back, what will you do?"

Shangqing Da Dao Jun laughed and said, "I see that you are all upset, so I said this just as a joke, don't take it seriously!"

"Don't take it seriously!"

They were laughing when they suddenly heard footsteps. They subconsciously turned their heads to look and saw the warm morning light like golden rays, high mountains and distant clouds. Fallen leaves were swirling down one by one, fluttering in the wind. A young man in a green shirt, carrying a zither on his back and holding a bunch of flowers in his arms, pushed open the door and walked in. He had a gentle expression and raised his eyes, with handsome eyebrows like jade.

There was even deathly silence for a moment.

The smile of Shangqing Daojun paused for a moment, and the hand that Taishang was stroking his beard stopped.

Qing Shanqing seemed surprised, then smiled gently and said:

"Do you guys want to chat today?"

Qi Wuhuo was silent for a moment, then asked, "Where were you just now?"

The young man in green looked at him and said gently, "Me? I just went out for a walk and happened to be away."

"Hmm? Why do you ask?"

"Why, did you miss me?"

The young man in green shirt bowed slightly.

The tassels on the zither fell on her shoulders.

Her eyes are clear and her smile is as gentle as jade.

"I am very happy."

"It's my pleasure."

Lao Qingniu suffered a cardiac arrest.

Step back and lean against the wall.

Holy crap!!!!

Oh my god.

Damn it, it looks exactly like them!

There was silence. Shangqing Daojun was silent, then he drew his sword, sighed, and said seriously:

"Or should we just chop it off?"

The young man in blue shirt had a frozen smile:

"Um???"

…

Finally, Shangqing Da Daojun's identification method of [the one who can be killed is not Fuxi, and the one who cannot be killed is Fuxi] was persuaded. After all, in the perception, this was really just a spirit of the weapon. Although he was not there at the critical moment and had a face of Fuxi, a person with this face would not necessarily do anything evil.

Don't be too stereotyped, Mr. Dao.

Finally, the sword tip was only a finger's distance from the weapon spirit's nose. The weapon spirit was terrified and covered its head and ran for its life. It almost jumped down and hugged Qi Wuhuo's thigh. The young Taoist wanted to persuade him, but the weapon spirit suddenly asked: "Huh? Where did you get this painting on your waist, sir?"

“This is a really beautiful painting.”

"Can you show it to me?"

Even though he knew it was a spirit of the weapon, the young Taoist felt a chill down his spine and his hair stood on end.

Taiyi Gongti seemed to be affected by Taiyi's residual records, and judged first, as if Taiyi was roaring that he would not let Fuxi go even if he died. With a kick emitting golden light, the weapon spirit was directly sent flying and embedded in the wall, leaving only the lower body swaying.

It was a farce, but it was still Fuxi's face.

Qi Wuhuo suddenly began to understand Taiyi's madness when he saw Fuxi.

Even if this guy dies, he can still bring a series of troubles to the people behind him...

I have to say, it is also an incredible skill.

That night, the young Taoist unfolded the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" on the table. Spiritual light flowed on the magic weapon. He brushed his fingers over it and basically understood the three basic uses of the magic weapon: trap, release and kill. There was also a special method filled with Fuxi's evil taste, which was to trap new enemies directly into the place where several ancient demon gods had been sealed for several kalpas, and let these evil gods fight each other.

And I just sit back and reap the benefits.

You can also change the terrain and celestial phenomena of the world in the painting from the outside world to add some tricks to the trapped enemies.

It is a good magic weapon. When Qi Wuhuo's fingers brushed across the scroll, suddenly the human luck in his body slowly flowed out along his fingers and fell on the scroll. In an instant, the scroll seemed to be slightly brighter. The young Taoist was slightly surprised and sensed the change in the scroll. It seemed to be a little stronger than before, but it also seemed to be just an illusion.

But Qi Wuhuo suddenly discovered that in this place that encompasses the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, there was a little bit of flowing light on a small hill.

You can see that there is a small courtyard on the mountain.

This is where Qi Wuhuo lives.

This change surprised the young Taoist a little:

"Hmm? This is..."

Just as he was amazed at the changes in the landscape, a listening voice suddenly appeared in his heart, saying:

"Hello, hello? Qi Wuhuo? Are you still there?"

"Something big."

Qi Wuhuo responded in his heart, and then he heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Great, you are alone now, that's good, let me tell you, something happened again, just this morning..." Qi Wuhuo said, "What happened this morning? Why are you telling me now, sir?"

Di Ting paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I have something to do..."

Because I don’t want to be held sword-wielding by Shangqing Da Daojun and asked who is the Grand Master and who is the Third Master.

Follow your spiritual guidance!

As if to reveal this matter immediately, he said, "It's another matter. Didn't you let that emperor return to life? You said that you wanted him to stay in the eighteen levels of hell every day and night, but he would not die. In the end, you wanted to make him lose his reputation in front of the world, and then behead him for the unforgivable crime of the human race."

What he did was unforgivable, and millions of people died because of him in Jinzhou alone.

For a person like this, committing suicide is too easy for him.

For this reason, Meng Po specially took a pot of Meng Po soup to the world of the living for the dead, but not completely dead, emperor who had one breath left to breathe, drank it dry and managed to hold on to his last breath.

This way it doesn't violate the rules of the underworld.

Di Ting said, "During these ten days, he was dragged to the Eighteen Layers of Purgatory every day for a period of time, and then he was given an hour to return to life. Thanks to him, the attitudes of the other souls in Purgatory have improved a lot. They all call this the Avici Hell, which is outside the Eighteen Layers of Hell and has no escape."

"However, when the Black and White Impermanence went up to pull people away today, they were beaten back."

Di Ting said in a deep voice: "A monk came, and several Bodhisattvas came to the underworld. Yin De Ding Xiu Zhenjun argued with them for a long time. In the end, Ding Xiu Zhenjun said that this person was in a state of neither life nor death, so it was not considered a violation of the rules in the underworld."

"But there was another Bodhisattva, holding a jade bottle and a willow branch, and with just a little bit of nectar, he brought back to life the emperor you had deposed. He is no longer in a half-dead state, and the underworld can no longer take advantage of this loophole to pull him down."

"This, this matter is something that even Master Yin De Ding Xiu can't do."

"He said that you should just empty out his treasure house."

"How about you go over and fight him again? Beat him till he's left with only one breath, then pull him down?"

"But now there are at least seven or eight Bodhisattvas in the palace, all of them are at the level of True Lords. The Buddha Kingdom is in full force."

Di Ting was also helpless.

Qi Wuhuo's expression seemed calm, not affected by this incident. He said:

"How many souls have yet to seek revenge?"

Di Ting said: "It's still early, there are still nine-tenths left."

"By the way, Meng Po asked me to tell you, don't forget what you promised her."

The young Taoist nodded in agreement. Di Ting was worried about attracting the Three Pure Ones, so he left quickly. Qi Wuhuo thought silently. The Buddhist intervention was faster and more powerful than he expected. On the surface, this was the emperor's business, but now it had become a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. The young Taoist took out the jade slip and prepared to send a message to Master Xuandu.

Some time ago, I concentrated on saving Queen Wa.

And because I was planning to tell my senior brother the good news, this matter has been delayed for a long time.

It was promised to Meng Po.

And, some necessary notification.

That was a notice to the son of Queen Nuwa.

He was the great master Xuandu who was as hot-tempered as fire in ancient times and who single-handedly faced the great formation of all spirits when Taiyi was still alive for the sake of Empress Wa, and was not afraid of dying in battle.

Qi Wuhuo wrote down the current situation of Queen Wa.

It is said that traces of Queen Nuwa have been found.

He said that he had made contact with Queen Nuwa and might be able to bring her back.

Finally, the emperor's actions...

The files including the poem were also entered into the jade slip.

The spirit of the Fuxi zither, who wanted to stay away from the Lord of Shangqing Dao, volunteered.

Deliver it personally!