The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Seeing Ming Yue stumbling and messily running away from the Sansheng Stone, completely forgetting that he could fly in the air and simply running towards the Emperor's Palace in the depths of the underworld, Xuan Yuan couldn't help but sigh, and felt silently in his heart again. Ming Yue lit a stick of wax and sighed several times for her experience with the judge. To him, Ming Yue was indeed unlucky in everything.

In fact, it’s nothing to be plotted against. They are all floating around in the world. How can anyone avoid getting stabbed? But what makes people uncomfortable is that Tiandao’s plot against Ming Yue is not because of anything Ming Yue has done, but because of Wangchuan. It's just in the underworld. She is the poor person affected. Where do you think you can rationalize this, and how can you rationalize it?

"The Heavenly Way in this world is not like the Heavenly Way in other worlds, which has no climate and has disappeared in the birth and evolution of all natural things. The Heavenly Way in this world is still active, and it still has a strong influence on this world. He can also control everything in this world by controlling the power of destiny..." Xuan Yuan retracted his gaze from staring at Ming Yue's back, gently pinched his chin with his right hand, and whispered thoughtfully.

Xuan Yuan has traveled through many worlds, but this is the first time he has seen a Tiandao that has always been active in the world and controlled all the events in the world like the Tiandao in this world. The Heavenly Dao of other worlds either basically disappeared when the world opened, or they spent too much money to open up this world and are unable to control anything anymore. The Heavenly Dao of this world has such a powerful power of destiny, and it is even very powerful. Rare.

"Is it because the way of heaven in this world has the Supreme Lord who died for himself?" Xuan Yuan couldn't help but think about the reason why the way of heaven in this world behaved so strangely. He blinked and Xuan Yuan I couldn't help but sigh, "From a certain perspective, it's quite scary - there is always a pair of cold and ruthless eyes looking down from the sky. If you think about it carefully, it is simply a creepy thing. "

Having said that, because of the active nature of heaven in this world, many "children of destiny" who were supposed to be blessed by luck in this world seem to have a bad ending and situation. Think about it, whether it is the Emperor of Heaven, the Supreme Lord, or Ming Yue, they are all high-ranking and powerful people. Logically speaking, they are also important players in this world. They should be regarded as beings blessed by luck.

However, think about the fate of these people - the former emperor lost his status and power, forgot everything, and saved his life because of Wangchuan. He has been wandering by the Wangchuan for thousands of years, confused and not knowing where he is. What are you pursuing? You don’t even remember your origins or who you are.

As the ancestor of Tao, Taishang Laojun used his body to make up for the way of heaven, and used his own flesh and blood to become a force to fill the way of heaven. He gradually lost his own emotions and consciousness, and finally turned into a cold and ruthless spokesman for the way of heaven, looking down on the common people. , and finally lost his own original intention. He was no longer the Supreme, but not completely the way of heaven. It was even difficult for him to identify who he was.

Ming Yue was plotted to suffer a love disaster and suffered heartbreak. She and the judge were originally connected by a thread of marriage and had a karma in their past lives. However, the two of them were double-used and calculated by heaven. In the silence, Ming Yue... Being quietly influenced by the power of Tiandao, she forgot about the appearance of the judge, and the judge's presence in her heart was reduced to the lowest level. However, Tiandao used the judge as his origin to fabricate a false illusory spirit to deceive Ming Yue and lure her into a love disaster. .

Counting these things one by one, it turns out that there are really quite a lot of things that Tiandao does secretly, and every thing is so chilling that people feel as if the lives and fates of the people in the three realms are actually... Completely under the control of Heaven, they are like puppets on strings. Every move must conform to the will of Heaven. Otherwise, they are disobedient and will usher in Heaven's calculations.

"I should say...Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao in the world of cultivation where I came from is not so strong. Can it affect the fate and life of monks silently?" , is equivalent to being an enemy of the entire world. Before stepping out of the shackles of this world, a person will never be able to compete with the power of a world.

Even Xuan Yuan is no exception.

Fortunately, when Xuanyuan was still in the world of cultivation, he was not aware of the persecution from heaven. At this time, he had stepped out of the shackles of the world of cultivation where he was originally born, and was no longer limited to one world. , from now on, I have the ability to look at the Heavenly Dao of every world, and even have the strength to trample them under my feet, and I am no longer afraid of any Heavenly Dao.

Shaking his head, Xuan Yuan strode to the Sansheng Stone. He picked up the brush and the big bowl filled with bright red paint that Ming Yue had left beside the Sansheng Stone as he staggered away. He moved closer and filled it with bright red paint. He was wearing a big bowl of paint, but he smelled a cold, dark fragrance, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is this a dye ground from Manjushuahua?"'

No wonder it's so red, so red that it's shocking. It's as if the eyes are only filled with this burning bright red, and no other colors or things can be seen. Manjushuahua is originally the flower of death that blooms in the cold and cold land of Jiuyou. Its flowers are as red as blood, the color is scorching, and it carries an aggressive beauty that makes people feel scared.

He held the brush in his right hand and dipped it into the big bowl filled with bright red dye. Xuanyuan raised his right hand and pretended to write on the jade-like, white and smooth Sansheng Stone. He murmured to himself: "...Since it is your wish, I will help you reluctantly. Who makes me such a good person?"

After Xuanyuan whispered to himself, his thin lips slightly hooked, revealing a smile that seemed to be a smile. Then, he grabbed the brush in his right hand without hesitation and wrote a big word on the jade-white round stone that had already been engraved with the three words "Sansheng Stone" in bright red. This word was flying and dancing, and it penetrated into the stone three points. It was printed right next to the three words "Sansheng Stone" -

Stupid.

Alas, you said that it is not good to engrave words on other people's things casually? This is what Mingyue wanted to do herself. He just helped her realize it out of kindness. Xuanyuan didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He threw the brush in his right hand into the bowl filled with bright red paint in his left hand, pointed at the bowl in his left hand with his right hand, and the bowl and brush in his hand disappeared. Xuanyuan waved his long sleeves with both hands, turned around and walked towards the depths of the underworld leisurely--

Don't get me wrong, he didn't intend to watch the development of the entanglement between Mingyue and the judge, he just planned to go to the depths of the underworld to pick some forget-me-nots.

After all, Xuanyuan considered himself a good person. Since he remembered to help Mingyue finish what she wanted to do but couldn't do, he would naturally considerately leave Mingyue and the judge a private space, allowing them to deal with their own affairs in private and sort out the cause and effect between them.

For private love affairs like theirs, and complicated situations like theirs, the parties involved should handle them by themselves. It is inappropriate and awkward for outsiders to intervene rashly. After all, outsiders cannot understand such love affairs, let alone empathize with them - it would be strange if they could empathize with them.

Meng Po has handed the recipe of Meng Po Soup to Xuan Yuan. As she said, the auxiliary materials listed in the recipe of Meng Po Soup are very common materials that can be found everywhere. Many of them are even mundane things in the mortal world, so there is no need to prepare anything specially. Only the main material of Meng Po Soup, Forget Worry Grass, grows only in the deepest part of the underworld.

Since Xuan Yuan is interested in Meng Po Soup, he will definitely cook it frequently in the future. He cannot return to this world to pick Forget Worry Grass every time he wants to cook Meng Po Soup. Therefore, he is ready to stockpile a large amount of Forget Worry Grass in his mustard seed space at one time. When he needs it, he can directly use the Forget Worry Grass in stock, and there is no need to return to this world specially.

Although Meng Po said that the strange grass of forget-me-not is special and can only grow in the depths of the underworld, there is no other place in the three realms where forget-me-not grows. Many transplants and cultivations have failed before. However, Xuan Yuan still plans to try to transplant it in the mustard space. If he can cultivate forget-me-not himself, it will be much more convenient than carrying a pile of hay with forget-me-not.

The underworld is vast, but the area that has been developed for use is not large. After the Ghost Gate, Naihe Bridge, Wangxiangtai, Niejingtai and Yanwang Hall, there are basically not many buildings, only a piece of barren land. The land of the underworld is full of yin and ghosts, so the depths of the underworld are dark.

However, only after arriving in the depths of the underworld will you find that in fact, in the depths of the underworld, this barren and dark land, where even lonely ghosts do not exist, is not barren, but there are patches of emerald green fluorescence flickering gently. The dark earth is like a black scroll, with emerald green colors painted on it piece by piece.

Not to mention, on this dark ground, there are patches of green fluorescent spots flashing, which is really... scary orz.

If you look closely, you will find that these green spots are actually made up of small grasses that are only half a foot high. These small grasses are small and exquisite, and each one is glowing in the dark, which is very cute. When these tens of thousands of small grasses gather together, they naturally form a large spot of light, which flickers in the depths of the dark underworld.

Half-kneeling on one knee in front of a bunch of forget-me-nots, Xuan Yuan reached out and touched the bunch of forget-me-nots in front of him, which were emitting a glittering glow. His slender, white, and well-textured right hand gently brushed the cool and smooth leaves of the forget-me-nots. There were thin calluses on his fingertips, and when he gently brushed the delicate and smooth green leaves, he couldn't help but make a slight hissing sound.

"This faint fragrance... is the smell of Meng Po soup." Approaching this bunch of forget-me-nots at a close distance, an indescribable light fragrance suddenly slowly spread and appeared at the tip of the nose. Although this fragrance is faint, it is very long-lasting. If you stay in this fragrance for a long time, you will forget your worries a little and experience a rare peace.

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