Chapter 98: Mana Out of Control◇
◎The Mystery of Hongmeng Purple Qi◎
Penglai Fairy Island has now become the largest fairy island in the prehistoric world. There are countless rare treasures, spiritual roots and fairy plants on the island, and there is no shortage of ordinary peach blossoms, but Kong Shuang just feels something is not right.
You see something every day and don't feel anything about it, but when it suddenly disappears, you feel uncomfortable.
She turned her head and asked pointedly, "Don't you feel like something is missing?"
Tongtian knew what she was going to say, but he pretended not to know, shaking his head slightly: "What do you think? Some things are an eyesore!"
But Kong Shuang still inexplicably missed the peach tree. He thought back to when he moved it to Biyou Palace despite Yuanshi's disdain, and it was planted by the two of them personally. It was no longer just Yuanshi's peach tree, but was raised by the two of them personally, which was of great significance.
She sighed, "I never imagined that one day you would really feel so resentful towards Yuanshi."
Tongtian tilted his head, a hint of smile in his eyes, and teased, "Isn't this what you most wanted in the past?"
"You said that was in the past. When I first met Yuanshi, I really didn't like him. Although I still don't like him now, I still have some affinity with him."
At least Yuanshi still has a face. If it was Zhunti, she would still not be able to stand him even if she lived with him for millions of years!
Most importantly, she looked at Tongtian beside her and fell silent. From her understanding of Tongtian, he was no longer at the age where he would argue with Yuanshi over a single disagreement. Since he became a saint, he had not quarreled with Yuanshi for many years.
At this moment, he suddenly used a big move, which seemed to be intentional no matter how you looked at it!
Originally, the peach tree was kept by the two of them in the courtyard outside the bedroom. Now the courtyard was indeed empty, with only spiritual smoke and colorful phoenixes flying. Tongtian also felt that it was really unpleasant, so he took her to the quiet room.
When he got inside, Kong Shuang still frowned, his face full of disbelief.
He smiled helplessly and spoke first: "What? You don't believe it? Don't you claim to be able to see the past and the future? Didn't you figure this out?"
Kong Shuang's brows furrowed even more and he said nothing.
She figured it out, but the timeline was wrong. According to the original plot, the fight between the Three Pure Ones should have taken place during the Battle of the Gods. How come it happened so much earlier?
The room fell into a chaotic silence. After a long moment, she slowly raised her eyes and said softly, "This isn't what you wanted, is it?"
Even though Yuanshi has always disliked the disciples of Jiejiao, Tongtian has endured them for so many years, how could he suddenly explode and start a fight?
She believed that Tongtian ran away from home with his apprentice's belongings, but she didn't believe that he fought with his two brothers!
Something must have happened in the meantime that she didn't know about?
Tongtian smiled lightly and held her hand even tighter. It felt like a warm spring was flowing through his heart, making him feel comfortable and at ease.
"I didn't expect you to know me so well!"
He couldn't help but think of the scene he saw when he was practicing: mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the Qingping sword was broken, and the one holding the butcher knife was none other than his brother whom he had always trusted!
Hearing this, Kong Shuang's brows relaxed slightly, then he turned his back and snorted softly: "Who understands you, you have no shame!"
She didn't notice that a shadow slowly appeared on Tongtian's face behind her. He said, "When you wanted to help fellow Daoists Xihe and Changxi change their fates, and you were so dedicated to others, did you ever foresee our fate?"
Their fate?
Kong Shuang was stunned. Although Chang Xixihe died happily in the original novel, the two of them in the original novel were living a life worse than death.
When brothers turned against each other, countless disciples were killed or injured, and they also lost their freedom.
As for herself, she was even more unlucky. She didn't know whether Kong Xuan in the original novel had any grudges with the West, but she knew that if she really followed the plot line, she would only be more miserable.
When she thought of this, she couldn't bear to look back.
Tongtian took out the Qingxin Bell from his sleeve and played with it in his palm. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he laughed again and said, "These days, I have been wondering, is what you predicted the past or the future?"
Kong's eyelids twitched and his heart began to beat fast.
How to say it, ever since she learned that the origin of time and space could really reverse time and space and go back to the past, she had actually thought about this problem, but in the end she still couldn't come up with an answer.
She turned around, her burning eyes fell on his face, her expression tense, and she asked solemnly: "Do you want to be in the past or the future?"
After saying this, she felt like laughing again, and lowered her head in dejection. Of course, the future would be better. If it was the past, then they brothers would not think of reconciling easily!
When she thinks about when she was young and naive (crossed out), she wondered how such a good man like Tongtian could have a brother with such a bad temper like Yuanshi, and she hated the fact that the two of them broke up.
Now that I have experienced more things in the world, my ideas are naturally different. Temperament and other things are just superficial. Practicality and fighting ability are the kingly things.
Tongtian smiled and raised his hand to touch her lowered head as he used to do:
"When I first heard about it, I couldn't believe it. I didn't believe that my brother would really disregard our friendship. But now I think about it, the incident didn't happen after all. Maybe those villains wanted to sow discord between us brothers, so they wanted to have a fight and end it all!"
The way to resolve grudges in the ancient times was to fight. After the fight, no matter life or death, win or lose, everything started from the beginning!
As soon as he mentioned the Galaxy War, Kong Shuang thought of a question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time. He couldn't help but look up and said, "So... who is the winner among you?"
This was a question that she and Si Buxiang had been arguing about for a long time, but they still couldn't come up with an answer.
Tongtian was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Kong Shuang's thoughts to diverge so far, jumping so quickly from the love-hate relationship between him and Yuanshi. But on second thought, it was not surprising that Kong Shuang would ask this question.
He smiled again, lifted the corner of his robe, and knelt cross-legged on the futon. He slowly brewed a pot of enlightenment tea picked from the enlightenment tea tree, one of the ten innate spiritual roots, and then replied calmly: "Guess?"
She was left to guess. Could it be that she still didn't understand the subtext of this sentence? Kong Shuang took a deep breath, bit her lower lip, frowned, and didn't want to believe this answer.
"How could it be?" she murmured, looking into Tongtian's clear eyes, as if asking her why it was impossible.
Kong Shuang was stunned, and his tone seemed to rise a degree: "I don't accept it!"
Tongtian's gaze shifted from the teapot on the table, which was burning with golden divine fire, to her. He couldn't help but laugh: "It was me who lost, not you. Why can't you accept it?"
Kong Shuang was speechless. He didn't have the nerve to tell him that he had argued with Si Buxiang. He sat down angrily and said unhappily, "Anyway, I just can't accept it!"
After saying this, he secretly thought to himself that he must suppress the news and must not let Sibu Xiang know, otherwise he would definitely laugh at him.
At this time, the enlightenment tea had been brewed, and the room was filled with the refreshing aroma of tea. Tongtian handed the first cup to Kong Shuangyan first.
Kong Shuang was still feeling upset, so he drank from his hand like a cow chewing a peony.
Wudao tea originally had the effect of clearing the mind and calming the spirit. After Kong Shuang drank it, she felt clear-headed and even her brain seemed to be a lot smarter. Suddenly, she thought of another solution.
Let Tongtian and Yuanshi fight again, preferably in front of Sibu Xiang.
Just like when Yuanshi attacked today, when the Qingping Sword and the Sanbao Yu Ruyi were fighting, before she could see who was the winner, she was covered by Laozi's Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Tower that appeared out of nowhere.
However, looking at Yuanshi's ugly face when he left, she could guess the outcome of this battle.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. She slowly moved closer to him, leaning against him tightly. She raised her head with shining eyes, and her sweet breath hit his cheek. They could hear each other so closely: "Is there something I should say or not?"
Perhaps it was because her eyes were so bright that Tongtian's breathing slowed for a moment. He raised his hand to cover her eyes out of habit and rejected her mercilessly, "Don't even think about it. It's impossible!"
"Why?" Kong Shuang pulled his arm away and pursed her lips tightly, unable to understand.
"Because..." Tongtian's voice gradually tapered off and he let out a long sigh.
The Qingping Sword was unsheathed from behind him and remained in the air, swaying and twisting.
When Yuanshi came to cause trouble earlier, Kong Shuang didn't have time to take a closer look. Now she didn't know if it was her illusion, but the Qingping Sword at this moment was like a toddler, lacking the sharp sword light of the past.
She sent out a palm wind and attacked the Qingping Sword casually, but the speed of the Qingping Sword was not even one tenth of its previous speed. It was unable to dodge and was hit directly, falling to the ground with a sound of golden sword.
"How could this be?" Kong Shuang's face turned pale, and he looked down at his flawless white palm in disbelief. As Tongtian's companion spiritual treasure, the Qingping Sword was connected to Tongtian's mind, and to some extent, it also represented the master's magic power.
Her body stiffened, she felt cold all over, and her fingertips couldn't help trembling. She looked at him in disbelief, opened her mouth, and said in a dry voice: "You too?"
Tongtian chuckled and nodded, "As you can see, my magic power has shown the same situation as Nuwa's."
Kong Shuang turned his head, his eyes sore. How could it be the same situation as Nuwa? This was obviously much more serious than Nuwa's.
Back then, when Nuwa's magic power was out of control, she still had the power of a saint. But now, let alone the power of a saint, he probably doesn't even have the power of a saint.
After calming down, she turned around again, only to see Tongtian with his eyes half closed, not knowing what he was thinking. When he opened them again, his dark eyes were filled with a smile.
Kong Shuang's mood, which had been finally put in order, began to collapse again: "Why are you still laughing? How can you still laugh in this situation? What's so funny?"
Tongtian rhythmically struck the Qingxin Bell with one hand, producing a clear and pleasant sound. With the other, he patted her shoulder comfortingly. "I just thought of a question. How did the Father God achieve sainthood without the Primordial Purple Qi?"
This question has been lingering in the minds of all living beings in the prehistoric world for many years. The Taoist Ancestor once said during his sermon that only those with the Hongmeng Purple Qi can become saints. There are nine Hongmeng Purple Qis in total. Except for the one that escaped under the Great Dao, the remaining eight created the eight saints in the prehistoric world today.
After the eight saints gathered, the prehistoric creatures gradually got the answer to their speculation on this question. The ninth ray of primordial purple energy that escaped must be the one in which the Father God became a saint!
But he and Kong Shuang knew very well that the last ray of Hongmeng purple energy was with her, so there was no Hongmeng purple energy that the Father God used to become a saint, and it was the one that escaped under the Great Dao.
Therefore, there is only one possibility left, that is, Pangu the Father did not use the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a saint.
Kong Shuang was puzzled and frowned as he asked, "There's another possibility. Father God died and his teachings disappeared, turning into the Great Desolate Continent. Therefore, he is no longer a saint. So, that primordial purple energy has no master and must find a new one?"
"Do you still remember your battle with Taiyi during the war between the wizards and the liches?" Tongtian's eyes were deep as he continued, "If Hou Tu hadn't become a saint and interrupted you two, you two would have been saints by now."
Hearing him say this, Kong Shuang suddenly remembered that she and Donghuang Taiyi were evenly matched and the fight ended in a draw. In the intense fighting spirit, both of them realized the opportunity to become saints. But she had the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so it was understandable that she almost became a saint, but where did Donghuang Taiyi get the Hongmeng Purple Qi?
Her pupils began to jump, and an idea slowly arose in her mind, but she didn't dare to express it aloud: "So..."
“So—” Tongtian continued, “It’s not necessarily necessary to possess Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a saint. Or rather, it’s not the merits that make the difference in becoming a saint, but the Hongmeng Purple Qi that makes the difference!”
Kong Shuang opened her mouth, her heart suddenly pounding. "If that's really the case..." Her eyes lit up, and she grabbed his hand. "Does that mean that not only you, but also Laozi Yuanshi and even Daozu will lose control of their magic power one day?"
Tongtian raised his eyebrows, immediately guessing her little thought, and smiled helplessly: "I think so!"
Kong Shuang automatically ignored the word "approximately" and said in surprise: "If one day comes, with my current cultivation level, wouldn't I become the number one person in the prehistoric world?"
Happiness came so suddenly that she couldn't even believe it!
As soon as the words fell, bursts of continuous thunder rang out in the sky!
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