Chapter 1701 Reconstructing the Feat of Heaven and Earth (1)

Xia Zhengrong said, "Who is worth waiting for Mr. Qi in person?"

Si Wuya smiled and said, "A very important person, someone who is related to mankind and the future of the world."

Xia Zhengrong was secretly surprised, and kept guessing in his heart...

"But you said that if you don't suppress the power of the earth, when the sky falls, Jiu Lian may not be able to support it, and it will collapse?"

The sky is falling and the earth is sinking, not only the sky is falling, but the ground is sinking.

To protect the earth, it is the Zhentian pestle.

"Hahaha, Xia Zhengrong, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing, just listen to Mr. Qi." A voice came.

Xia Zhengrong turned his head and looked over, seeing that it was the former tower owner Xiao Yunhe, and just nodded.

After hundreds of years of precipitation, the grievances between the two have long since vanished. In the face of the great right and wrong of human existence, they still can clearly distinguish between priority and black and white.

Si Wuya looked at Xiao Yunhe and said, "How is the front line?"

"It's going well, but in war, bloodshed is inevitable."

While speaking, Xiao Yunhe waved his hand casually, and the picture formed by the rune paper appeared in front of the three of them, with some fluctuations, but the basic picture could still be maintained. The runes of the channel class are probably invalid, but fortunately, the transmission of messages and paintings can still be used.

In the picture, the alliance of human practitioners fought bloody beasts, with corpses everywhere and bloody storms.

There are veterans who have experienced many battles, and there are newcomers who have just entered the war... They are all covered with blood.

Xiao Yunhe put the screen away and sighed, "I don't know when it will pass."

Si Wuya said, "I believe it won't be long."

Si Wuya knew that the two had contributed a lot to Hei Lian's peace, and immediately took out the talisman.

The first screen appears -

That was the scene of Yu Zhenghai, the eldest disciple of Motian Pavilion, who was in the side of Qinglian.

Along with him is Hua Yin, the eldest disciple of Qiushui Mountain.

The two stood on top of the pile of corpses, looking ahead,

Behind them... is an incomparably huge pillar, that is the Tiantian pestle.

Zhentianchu slowly sank into the earth.

Xiao Yunhe said with admiration, "Mr. Da is brave and invincible, and the Tianqi pestle successfully suppressed the power of the earth."

Second screen -

Yu Shangrong was on Luoyang City, beheading hundreds of thousands of beasts, and the sword of immortality in his hand filled the sky with red light.

Zhentianchu successfully entered the earth.

Xiao Yunhe said again: "Second Mister is as always, he can be called a magic weapon for walking."

Si Wuya nodded and said in a chanting tone: "This is a picture from the cultivators of Feng'an in the East and Luoyang in the West, as well as the record of the local historian-the forty-five years of Emperor Dahanwen, human beings Every 100,000-year-old disaster, a divine soldier descends from the sky, holds the pestle of the divine object to slay the sky, descends millions of beasts, and crushes the power of the earth.”

Xia Zhengrong was shocked.

asked, "What about the others?"

Si Wuya said: "There are only texts coming from other places, no pictures."

Si Wuya smiled, looked at the scenery outside the tower, and said:

"The eighth junior brother and the supervisor have already quelled Huang Lian's power of the earth... The fifth senior sister returned to Jinlian on the spot and has already completed the task. The sixth senior sister, Xi and the saint have also done everything in Bailian. The third senior brother has Yinglong's help. , Red Lotus has no worries."

"Just half an hour ago, Junior Sister Conch completed Qinglian's mission to suppress the sky."

Xia Zhengrong and Xiao Yunhe nodded at the same time.

Xiao Yunhe said: "The descriptions of these gentlemen are really not domineering enough, but the deeds of the first and second gentlemen are more comfortable to listen to."

Several people laughed.

Xia Zhengrong sighed in a low voice: "To be honest, when Senior Lu broke the 3,000 dao patterns of the black tower, I hated it for a long time. At that time, I thought, I must work hard to cultivate and seek revenge from him. I worked hard. After cultivating for a hundred years, I learned from his mouth that Motian Pavilion has long been a frightening existence in Taixu."

Xiao Yunhe glanced at him and said, "You can't even beat me, and you still want to seek revenge against Pavilion Master Lu?"

"I really hate it..." Xia Zhengrong said ashamedly.

Si Wuya turned his head and said, "What about now?"

Xia Zhengrong said: "Where do you still hate now?

The rest is just awe. I don't have the cultivation skills of Pavilion Master Lu, nor the tenacity of ten gentlemen. I can only hide in the black tower and be the master of one party. If one day, someone tells me that the day is going to collapse, my choice must be to escape..."

He paused, "In retrospect, I still have to be grateful for those hundred years of stupidity."

The three laughed.

"Mr. Qi, then there is still danger that Zilian and Heilian have not completed the suppression of the power of the earth?" Xiao Yunhe suddenly remembered this question.

Si Wuya said: "Don't worry, everything is under control. According to the time, the tutor should rush to the Sanctuary."

"Lord Lu is really the number one person in the world, as long as he can suppress Ming Xin, the world can be settled!" Xia Zhengrong said with great anticipation.

The voice just fell...

hum-

The familiar energy resonance sounded.

And the fluctuations are very violent!

Xia Zhengrong and Xiao Yunhe were startled at the same time and were about to start, but were stopped by Si Wuya.

Si Wuya showed a faint smile and said softly, "Come here."

"Um?"

"Go down." Si Wuya patted the two of them's arms, "Don't worry."

Out of trust in Si Wuya, the two nodded, whispered a word of caution, and turned to leave.

Si Wuya looked in the direction of the energy fluctuations.

The wind at the top of the black tower was unusually cool, and the cloudy sky made people look a little dull, but it didn't affect Si Wuya's mood at all.

Sure enough, the visitor quickly caught his position, and after a few breaths, he appeared right in front of Si Wuya.

The phantom gradually materialized.

The robes fell, and Ming Xin, who stood with his hands behind his back, was bathed in a faint brilliance, and the breath of the high-ranking people made all the practitioners up and down the black tower feel great pressure.

As long as he stomped his foot lightly, this black tower, which is known as the world's masters, would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Ming Xin found that Si Wuya was very calm, so calm that he was surprised...

Before he could speak, Si Wuya took the lead in salute: "Seven lives to meet the emperor."

Emperor Mingxin came to his side and said, "Do you know that this emperor is coming to you?"

Si Wuya nodded and smiled: "Tell me intuitively that you will definitely come to me."

Emperor Mingxin looked into the distance and sighed with emotion: "Since ancient times, people as confident as you have basically had no good end."

"That's not important." Si Wuya said.

"This emperor's time is limited. You have been away from Taixu for a long time. It is time to return to the sanctuary with this emperor." Emperor Mingxin raised his hand and a halo was born.

Si Wuya raised his voice and spoke at a faster rate: "If the emperor wants to reconstruct the world, he needs ten rules?"

Emperor Mingxin was slightly startled, looked at Si Wuya again, and said, "Do you know this?"

"Since the ten disciples of the Devil's Pavilion entered Taixu, you don't care about everything, including the collapse of the apocalypse. Instead, you attach great importance to the Dao of Comprehension... The ten rules are the basis for the operation of the world. In addition to reconstructing the world, I I really can't think of any other reason." Si Wuya said.

"You are indeed very smart." Emperor Mingxin said.

As such.

The actions of the Great Emperor Mingxin in front of them all make sense.

The temple ignored the death of Tu Wei the Great, ignored the collapse of Dun Peng Tianqi, and even ignored the death of Zuichan, but also let the ten great seeds of Taixu understand the great way.

These things are far more important than rebuilding the world.

Only by reconstructing the world can life be preserved... Anything else is a meaningless struggle.

"I admire His Majesty the Great Emperor for having such a goal. But now, your plan is going to fail." Si Wuya said calmly.

The Great Emperor Mingxin said: "How many years have you lived to actually try to evaluate this Emperor?"

"Just tell the facts." Si Wuya said.

"This emperor thought you were very smart. Even if you couldn't master great wisdom, you should be able to figure out the nature of heaven and earth. The 'facts' you thought might be just watching the sky. Qisheng, you are still very young, and many things are not as you think. Simple." Emperor Mingxin said.

This is as Si Wuya expected.

He knew that Emperor Mingxin would definitely not listen to his own reasoning.

A great emperor who has lived for a long time and is aloof, expect him to listen to the great truth of a young man? Simply whimsical!

Si Wuya said:

"Why don't I make a bet with His Majesty the Emperor..."

He speeded up his speech again, "I can help you rebuild the world to prove that it will not succeed. If you fail... you give up your obsession and maintain the balance of the Nine Realms. How?"

When Emperor Mingxin heard the words, he smiled heartily, the laughter echoed in the sky, and said, "Qisheng, how can you help this emperor?"

He didn't think he would fail at all.

Si Wuya said: "I can only keep myself from running around, others can't guarantee it."

Emperor Mingxin didn't care about this problem, but said boldly: "One hundred thousand years ago, this emperor could do it, and one hundred thousand years later, this emperor can also do it."

Si Wuya suddenly said:

"However, the Tongtian Tower is not the upper core of Apocalypse, nor is it the Pillar of Apocalypse."

He turned his head and looked directly at Si Wuya. After scrutinizing for a few seconds, his voice was extremely low and he said: "There are very few people who know the Tongtian Tower. How did you...how do you know?"

Si Wuya talked about him from left to right and said:

"You are rebuilding the world for a feat... but failure is inevitable. Before that, can the Great Emperor help me suppress the power of the earth? If it fails, there is still a way out."

He took out the pestle.

So blatantly looked at Ming Xin.

The Great Emperor Mingxin was not angry, but sighed slightly and said: "The four supreme beings followed this emperor, and this emperor promised them prosperity and wealth and power in the world. What Taixuan Mountain couldn't give them, this emperor gave..."

"Some things, at a certain stage, become meaningless." Si Wuya said.

"What can you give Guan Jiu?" Emperor Mingxin said, "Material? Power? Or is it supreme cultivation?"

Si Wuya shook his head and said, "I can't give him any of these...I only gave him two words - peace of mind."

The Great Emperor Mingxin shook his head and said indifferently, "Where did he come from, where did he go. If he thinks this is safe, let him go."

Si Wuya was very surprised.

"The emperor is magnanimous and admirable."