The blood on the dragon and phoenix jade pendant was wiped away by Xiao Bai, and the piece of dragon and phoenix jade pendant immediately floated to Xie Heng's side, floating in the air, exuding a mysterious Taoist aura, and submerged into his sea of consciousness.
Ignoring the seals of the Sealing Heaven Seal and the Bagua Seal, Xie Heng's soul was tightly wrapped in them.
At the moment when this mysterious aura enveloped Xie Heng's soul, the Origin Avenue suddenly emerged from his body, vibrating endlessly in the sea of consciousness. Circles of ripples rippled out, impacting the seal constructed by the combined efforts of the Sealing Heaven Seal and the Bagua Seal.
enchantment.
Xie Heng waved his hand, and the dragon and phoenix jade pendant was caught in his hand.
The moment he touched the dragon and phoenix jade pendant, a Yuan Qi shield appeared three feet in front of Xie Heng, shocking both Xiaobai and Gongyang Shou with blank expressions on their faces.
The next moment, bright rays of light emitted from the dragon and phoenix jade pendants, illuminating the entire hall. A noble and majestic aura filled the air and echoed throughout the Gongyang Mansion.
"Xiao Daojun, Xiaodao Jun, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing this sudden change, Xiaobai's complexion changed drastically, he turned to look at Gongyang Shou and shouted sharply.
"Old man, what's going on? Tell me quickly."
Xiaobai's murderous voice echoed in the hall, giving Gong Yangshou a chill in his heart.
"Old man, I don't even know."
At this time, Gong Yangshou was even more confused. For a hundred thousand years, this jade pendant had not changed at all, just like an ordinary ancient jade.
"What's going on? Could it be?"
Suddenly, Gong Yangshou seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly.
"Could it be that the Immortal Master is the destined person mentioned by our ancestors?"
"What kind of destined person?"
Xiaobai heard this and asked quickly.
The brilliance on the dragon and phoenix jade pendant completely dissipated at this moment, and the mysterious and noble aura also dissipated. Xie Heng closed his eyes and stood motionless in the Yuan Qi shield.
Just when Xiaobai was about to pull Xie Heng out of the light curtain, the sound of the spiritual gourd suddenly sounded.
"Little White Crane, don't touch him."
The spiritual gourd exuding clear brilliance appeared in the hall at some unknown time. After hovering around Xie Heng for a week, he said to Xiaobai with some joy:
"Xiao Baihe, your little Taoist master's opportunity has come. Don't disturb him."
Gong Yangshou's eyes almost fell off when he saw this scene. He pointed at the spiritual gourd floating in mid-air, his voice trembling.
"Hulu, Hulu has spoken?"
Hearing this, the spiritual gourd flew to Gong Yangshou and took a closer look. Then, a ray of clear light wrapped around a trace of blood on the ground and floated back into the gourd.
Not long after, the faint voice of the Ling Yun Gourd sounded in the hall.
"I didn't expect that he is actually a blood descendant of Emperor Zhuanxu?"
"I think this dragon and phoenix jade pendant should be yours?"
"Ah? Uh, yes."
Glancing at Xiaobai, he nodded slightly and answered nervously.
Ignoring Gong Yangshou again, the Ling Yun Gourd suddenly flew out of the living room, showering down beams of light and covering the entire hall.
"Let's talk about everything after this kid wakes up."
For a moment, there was silence in the hall.
At the same time, Xie Heng had already set off huge waves in the chaotic sea of consciousness. The foggy space of the sea of consciousness had, at some point, been completely enveloped by a sea of white mist and clouds.
There is no seal on the top of the head and no seal on the foot. There is no way to distinguish between east, west and north, and there is no up, down, left or right.
Xie Heng's soul seemed a little at a loss in this lonely sea of white mist and clouds. He just subconsciously walked forward.
I don't know how long it took, but Xie Heng was completely lost in the mist. A troubled mood was brewing in his heart.
"Is there anyone? Where is this?"
Xie Heng's voice spread far, far away, slowly drifting away in the sea of white mist and clouds.
"Little friend, you are finally here."
At this moment, a majestic and kind voice suddenly sounded in the sea of clouds.
"Who? Who?"
Xie Heng instantly became alert and looked around vigilantly.
"Speak, who are you? Come out."
"Little friend, please come here."
The sound rang out again, and at Xie Heng's feet, a narrow path made of five-colored stones stretched all the way to the depths of the sea of clouds.
"Come here."
Looking at this five-color stone road, Xie Heng hesitated slightly before stepping on it.
I don’t know how long I walked on this five-color stone road. Finally, at the end of the road, a towering tree loomed between the sea of white mist and clouds.
An old man in linen clothes sat under the big tree and looked at Xie Heng with a smile.
Seeing this, Xie Heng couldn't help but speed up his steps.
"My little friend, we finally meet."
The old man in sackcloth under the tree looked at Xie Heng for a while, and then there was a trace of disappointment on his old face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"Is it the wrong time?"
"Junior, Kunlun disciple Xie Heng, pays homage to senior."
Xie Heng looked at the old man sitting cross-legged and knew in his heart that if he wanted to drag his soul into this mysterious space from the seal of the sky and the seal of the Eight Diagrams silently, he must have a cultivation level that reaches the heaven and earth.
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"Kunlun? Are you actually a disciple of Kunlun?"
It seemed a bit surprising that Xie Heng turned out to be a disciple of Kunlun.
"I didn't expect that this time, even Kunlun Mountain would be involved."
Hearing these somewhat inexplicable words, Xie Heng frowned and said doubtfully:
"Senior, do you know me from Kunlun?"
"May I ask who the senior is? What are your instructions for bringing this junior here?"
"Hahaha, little friend, I'm really a little anxious."
After hearing Xie Heng's series of questions, the old man suppressed the disappointment in his heart, smoothed his gray beard and smiled.
"Forget it, I'll just tell you."
"My name is Zhuanxu, and everyone in the world calls me the Emperor of Heaven."
"Zhuanxu, Emperor of Heaven?"
Although there were some speculations in his mind, when the old man admitted it personally, Xie Heng's heart was still involuntarily stirred up. At this moment, he even felt as if time and space were confused.
After a long time, Xie Heng calmed down the excitement in his heart and bowed respectfully to Emperor Zhuanxu.
"Xie Heng, a later disciple of Kunlun, pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."
"Little friend, there is no need to be polite. I am just a trace of the soul mark now."
Zhuan Xu smiled slightly, and a vast and ethereal force appeared out of thin air, supporting Xie Heng.
"You must be wondering why you met me here."
"Actually, the meeting between you and me this time is really a fate destined by fate."
Xie Heng nodded slightly, but looked at Zhuan Xu suspiciously. Zhuan Xu looked at Xie Heng's reaction, stroked his beard, and smiled faintly.
"My little friend, do you know the name of the big tree behind me?"
Hearing this, Xie Heng's eyes moved away from Zhuan Xu and fell on the towering tree. He raised his head. Even with Xie Heng's eyesight, he could not see the top of the tree clearly. It seemed that at this moment
The tree has stretched into the blue sky.
"Is it the legendary Tongtian Jianmu?"
Xie Heng asked subconsciously.
"Haha, my little friend is really smart."
Emperor Zhuanxu's voice was full of smiles. He looked back at the Tongtian Jianmu. With a pair of old but powerful hands, he gently stroked the trunk of the tree and said as if recalling or sighing.
"At that time, it was because of the existence of this building tree that the human race, the Immortal Sect of the Three Religions, the Dragon and Phoenix Demon Clan, etc., lived together in this wilderness for countless years. Thinking about it, everything seems like yesterday."
When Xie Heng heard this, he also frowned. He always felt that Emperor Zhuanxu's words seemed to have some meaning.
As expected, the next story told by Emperor Zhuanxu can be regarded as unlocking a great secret that all Qi practitioners throughout the ages have not known, and have not even been recorded in the classics of the three religions.