The fairy father

Look at the roc flying into the formation, and the ferocious birds and birds on the back of the roc...

The archmage couldn't help but tilted his head.

Um?

Nephew Ping An is going to play in the Sea of ​​Chaos?

The Archmage greeted him with a smile. When he heard Li Ping'an's intention, his smile instantly solidified.

"Retreat? Here?"

It was rare for Master Xuandu to lose his composure. His usual gentleness was gone. He grabbed Li Ping'an and dragged him to a corner to mutter.

"You come to Xuandu City to retreat? This is the gateway to heaven and earth, and it is also the outpost of the prehistoric world facing the innate gods and demons. What can you do to retreat here?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "I'm not here to help my uncle reduce the burden of guarding the gate."

"Are you here to reduce the burden of guarding the gate, or are you here to show off in front of me?"

The Archmage said viciously:

"It's just a matter of bringing a family with you, but with so many guards, Xuandu City is an important place in the world! If the teacher knows about this!"

Li Ping'an took out a message jade talisman from his sleeve.

Laojun’s permission.

The Archmage blinked: "That's okay. As long as the teacher doesn't blame you, I can't say anything more. But Xuandu City is always a bit dangerous. You women... try to stay on the inside."

"Don't worry, uncle, Ziyao will make arrangements."

Li Ping'an glanced around subconsciously, raised his hand and pressed the Archmage's arm, and said in a voice: "I want to ask the Grand Master about a few things."

"you say."

"During this Kunpeng Rebellion, what was the state of the innate gods and demons controlled by Kunpeng? What was the situation like when they reached nirvana?"

"state?"

The Archmage thought carefully and simply pulled out this memory and turned it into a cloud mirror for Li Ping'an to observe carefully.

"Why are you doing this research?"

Li Pingan answered honestly: "I also want to improve my strength through this method."

The Archmage was shocked when he heard this: "Don't be fooling around! Kunpeng's powerful spirit and determination to do evil could not suppress the will of the innate gods and demons, and in the end he was assimilated by the innate gods and demons!"

"Isn't it better to find a way that only requires their spiritual power and does not require their thinking?"

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"Don't worry, uncle, I will know how to handle it. The position of Emperor of Heaven is still with me, so I won't take any risks."

He wrote down the details of the Archmage's appearance, and after the Archmage put away the cloud mirror, he asked a few more questions.

For example, how Xuandu City returned to the Heaven and Earth Formation.

The Archmage said that Xuandu City returned on its own. When he came back, it was restored to its original state, and there were no other abnormalities in the formation.

"Why do you ask these questions?"

"I just want to know more about the details of this war."

Li Pingan put his hands behind his hands and sighed:

“The heaven and earth are like a chess game, played at will by the chess players, and all living beings are like duckweeds, and if there is a slight disturbance, they will die in large numbers.

"Uncle, do you think it is more important to protect the living beings now, or to protect the world that can breed living beings? Or, what does the life and death of living beings have to do with me? Only when I reach the strongest state can I realize my own ideals."

The Archmage also stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the chaotic aura surging outside the formation.

He said: "I think freedom is the most important thing."

"comfortable?"

"Well," the Archmage said with a smile, "the word freedom actually covers everything. Whether it is the ideal in one's heart or the wish to protect the common people, if it can be achieved, then it is freedom. The world has no restrictions on you and me, detachment and return. Silence can be chosen by oneself, that is freedom."

Li Ping'an was full of admiration: "The master's level is really admirable."

"Don't drink this ecstasy soup."

The Archmage waved his hand:

"I will practice in the outer city later. You can retreat in the inner city. You have brought all your family members with me, and it is not easy for me to show up frequently."

"There are a few human cultivators here. I would like to ask the master uncle for some advice."

"It depends on their mood and themselves."

The Archmage raised his hand and gave Li Ping'an a hammer, then laughed and cursed:

"I really thought you came here to hide because I think Xuandu City is clean, but I never thought that you also had the idea of ​​teaching Daocheng from me.

"You are the Emperor of Heaven, why are you becoming more and more thief!"

Li Ping'an could only laugh.

He really hadn't thought so much before, he just wanted to give Brother Gu Qingcheng some opportunities to plan.

But the Archmage has said so, so it is naturally not a bad thing if the Heavenly Court and the Human Sect are getting closer.

The two chatted for a while. On the side of Xuandu City near the sky and earth, attics and formations had begun to be placed. Three hundred Tianwu Guards acted as construction workers, and the small buildings were quickly arranged in order.

The Archmage casually drew a line and determined the scope of activities of the Heavenly Court party.

The Archmage asked: "You came here to retreat, but for the sake of convenience, you went to find your transcendent teacher?"

"There is indeed such a consideration."

"Searching for skin with tigers and dancing with wolves is a very easy way to injure yourself."

The Archmage sighed:

“This matter must be carried out secretly, and no one should be caught.

"I heard before that you called a transcendent person a teacher in front of all the masters in the heaven. This is actually giving someone a handle.

"There is no sign of Maitreya yet, so you still have to be more careful about this."

"Don't worry, uncle," Li Ping'an said with a smile, "If someone impeaches me, the Emperor of Heaven, for this matter, then I will just give up my job. I will do it whoever wants to do it. I just want to be quiet and comfortable."

"You still learn how to use it?"

"This is from my heart."

Li Ping'an curled his lips slightly:

“Senior Brother Xuanyuan’s death in battle also reminded me.

"What does it matter if you have high prestige? What does it matter if you are loved by others? When you need to die, you will die, no matter how you struggle.

"Only when you are strong enough can the chess player take a look at you. Only when you become a chess player can you stand upright in this world.

"Why not come if you have the chance?"

The Archmage gave a thumbs up: "You are ambitious! If you need anything in retreat, just come to me."

"Need not."

Li Ping'an took a look at the situation in the city:

"Later, my body will stay here to heal, and my body will go into the Sea of ​​Chaos to practice. I will not be able to return for anywhere from three to five years to decades.

"If someone comes to look for me, Zi Yao will be there to deal with it in Heaven. If someone from Taoism comes to look for me, please give me a few words."

"It's a small matter, just don't worry. No one in the Taoist sect can disturb your retreat."

Li Ping'an cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, uncle."

The Archmage shook his head with a smile and didn't say much.

On the third day when Tianting and his party came to Xuandu City, Li Ping'an turned into a mosquito and flew into the Sea of ​​Chaos under the gaze of the Archmage.

The Archmage's eyes were a little complicated.

He actually wanted to follow Li Ping'an and see where he went, but it was really inappropriate to follow others like this.

"Teacher, teacher, is it really appropriate for Ping An to be the Emperor of Heaven and be so close to the ultimate enemy of heaven and earth?"

He murmured to himself, and was about to meditate attentively, when a mysterious Tao rhyme suddenly circulated in his heart, leaving a small handwriting in his heart.

[proper].

Archmage:…

My teacher's method of sending messages became more and more simple and direct.

…

As soon as Li Ping'an floated out of Xuandu City, the low and sobbing sound of earthenware came from the front.

Fuxi's good corpse?

He hesitated slightly.

At the moment, what he has in his body is his main soul. Although he still has three deputy souls, he is not afraid of the main soul being destroyed, but if the main soul and the main soul are killed together, then his vitality will be severely damaged.

Li Ping'an thought for a moment and followed the sound.

There was no real sound in the sea of ​​chaos. The sound of the earthen xun was actually the trembling sound of the great road, and Li Ping'an was also following the road at the moment.

Not knowing how far he was walking, Li Pingan felt something in his heart and looked up. A void without the aura of chaos appeared in front of him;

An innate god-demon that looked like a whale and had dense tentacles growing out of its body was floating quietly, with dozens of eyes like searchlights in the deep sea staring at Li Ping'an.

Gu——gu——

Li Ping'an was a little frightened.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered that the figure of the big demon was shrinking rapidly. The tentacles under the body were slowly retracted into the body, and the back became smoother. Most of the irregular eyes disappeared, leaving only two rows of ten. Six neatly arranged orange fish eyes.

It took the initiative to fly towards Li Ping'an, and its body continued to get smaller.

Li Ping'an saw the figure standing above it, wearing a cloak and holding a soil xun in his hand.

The handkerchief in Li Ping'an's storage magic weapon was also constantly trembling.

"Meet His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."

"Senior Fuxi?"

Li Ping'an asked in a voice, and his figure naturally floated up and landed on the head of the big demon.

The Great Demon God's body slowly turned around and flew towards the depths of the Chaos Sea.

The cloaked old man lifted the brim of his hat and saluted Li Ping'an: "Your Majesty has good eyesight."

"This thing was left by the senior," Li Ping'an took out a brocade box and observed the expression of the old man in front of him.

The old man shook his head slightly: "I am just a good corpse of the Fuxi clan, not the Fuxi clan."

"Did the Fuxi family really encounter something unexpected?"

"good."

"Who took action against the Fuxi clan?"

"Your teacher," Fuxi Shanshi said slowly, "but this matter is not your teacher's fault."

Several question marks popped up in Li Ping'an's head.

"Senior, are you now...being detained by my teacher?"

"No," Fuxi Shanshi smiled a little, "It's following. I have lived my own path and chose to follow the Transcendent One. Now my name is Taoist Zheyun."

Li Pingan subconsciously wanted to stay away from this guy.

The real body was beheaded by the evil man, but the good corpse still followed this evil man?

Is his teacher so charming?

Fuxi Shanshi seemed to see Li Ping'an's confusion and said with a smile:

"The specifics here are not enough to be discussed with outsiders. His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, does not need to worry. Although Lord Transcendence wants to get this fragment of heaven and earth, it will be after the death of heaven and earth, when there will be no living beings left.

"So from this point of view, Lord Transcendence is not an enemy to the world you and I live in."

Li Ping'an asked with a smile: "Is this right or wrong? If there is a glimmer of vitality for heaven and earth to reach perfection, will my teacher really not forcefully attack heaven and earth?"

"Probably not."

"Fellow Taoist also said that it should be done," Li Ping'an shook his head, "I certainly don't want things to get to this point, but these things must be thought out in advance."

Fuxi Shanshi smiled and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. The world wants to be perfect, but hope is too vague."

"It all depends on people."

Li Pingan changed the topic without leaving any trace:

"Has Senior always been in the Sea of ​​Chaos? The Nuwa Clan has been looking for Senior."

Fuxi Shanshi's expression was a little gloomy: "They are looking for the real body, not me. I can occasionally feel their calls, but I don't know how to respond."

"Senior is from the Nuwa tribe, this is something that cannot be changed."

Li Ping'an looked into Fuxi Shan's corpse's eyes:

"Or maybe the senior is not the Human Emperor Fuxi?"

Fuxi Shanshi shook his head with a smile, and took out a thin sheepskin scroll from his sleeve. This sheepskin scroll shone with a faint fairy light, revealing many changes.

Xiantian Lingbao River Map?

"Just ask His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven if you want to ask him anything. The Transcendent One asked me to come to greet His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, and he acquiesced in my having such a conversation with the Emperor of Heaven."

"Nothing to ask."

Li Pingan smiled and said:

“What senior can tell me is definitely not what I want to know.

"I'm just curious. Is the senior still concerned about the human race, the Nuwa tribe, and the Holy Mother?"

"I am not the true body," Fuxi Shanshi said slowly, "These are all concerns of the true body. When fellow Taoists understand the method of killing the three corpses, they will probably understand the difference between the three corpses and the true body."

"Teachable."

Li Ping'an arched his hand.

He actually wanted to ask where Fuxi's incident happened;

But there is a high probability that there is no answer to this question.

Deep in the sea of ​​chaos.

Li Ping'an looked at the road ahead, smiled and said: "If I can reach the semi-saint realm one day, I will definitely solve all the mysteries in this world."

Fuxi Shanshi smiled and nodded, but did not answer.

…

The prehistoric master of heaven and earth, Xizhou Lingshan.

The young man who was meditating quietly outside the small courtyard was disturbed by the sound of footsteps coming from far and near, and slowly opened his eyes.

A gentle and mellow voice sounded from the side: "Is it disturbing your practice?"

The boy's figure visibly grew a little, and he transformed into a young man. The stars in his eyes changed slightly. He stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed his head in salute to the visitor.

"Elder brother, you are back."

Maitreya said slowly: "Sit down."

"Yes," Ksitigarbha sat down cross-legged, while Maitreya sat directly on the floor and took out a cloth bag from his arms with a smile.

Maitreya said slowly: "I have wronged you these years."

"There is no grievance in serving the Master."

Ksitigarbha said softly:

"If senior brother hadn't brought me back, I would have been buried in the belly of a fish."

"Don't mention this anymore, it's all over."

Maitreya opened the bag, and a slightly confused little head popped out of it. He looked around with sleepy eyes, and his six small ears flapped slightly.

Maitreya smiled and said: "Do you like the bloodline of the ancient divine beasts, Qilin and Wind-Listening Beast?"

Jizo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he carefully held the little beast in his arms.

Maitreya immediately beamed.

Jizo teased the little beast's ears with his fingers, and the latter kept rubbing them in his hands.

"Senior Brother," Ksitigarbha looked up, "is it really Senior Brother who is behind this Kunpeng rebellion?"

"I'm just a pawn."

Maitreya said slowly:

"The real mastermind is Hongjun, but Hongjun seems to be in a bad situation now. The winners are Tianting and the Transcendent."

Ksitigarbha sighed and pursed his lips, with a bit of confusion in his eyes: "But senior brother, why are you planning all this? Can't we practice in peace?"

"If you don't plot, you will be plotted. This has been the case since ancient times."

Maitreya leaned against the wall of the courtyard, with a slight look of fatigue on his face.

He said cheerfully:

"Don't worry about this, we can't do anything now except wait for Master to return.

"Don't worry, Lingshan has suffered such a big loss, and the two masters will never let it go."

"But senior brother, if this matter is our fault first..."

"How can there be so much right and wrong? There are only gains and losses and amounts in this world."

Maitreya closed his eyes:

"Okay, don't chant sutras in my ears. I'll rest here for a while, and I'll continue working later.

"I have been fighting against misfortune for so long, and now that I have won, I don't feel any joy.

"Once the Taoist Immortal passes by, the West will prosper and it will definitely prosper."