A fleeting glimpse of light, hundreds of miles of clouds and mist, if it hadn't been for the next request from Ling Yun Gourd, perhaps everything would still be so quiet and beautiful.
"Boy, it's not impossible to ask me to help you repair the foundation of the avenue."
Listening to what Ling Yun Gourd said, Xie Heng suddenly lamented in his heart.
"This damn gourd is about to open its mouth again."
Thinking of this, Xie Heng's bloodless handsome face forced a smile that was not rude.
"Haha, Brother Calabash, we are all so familiar with each other, why do we need to put forward conditions? Doesn't this seem a bit raw?"
"That's right, that's right."
Xiaobai beside him was like a chicken pecking at rice, nodding his head constantly.
"Brother Calabash, Xiao Daojun is not an outsider, so why bother with so many things? You should hurry up and help Xiaodao Jun complete the origin of the avenue."
"Hey, Xiao Baihe, how come you have become one of our own at this time? Didn't you say that I am bullying the younger ones?"
The strange sound of the Ling Yun Gourd echoed in this quiet mountain stream, accompanied by echoes, making Xiaobai and Xie Heng suddenly embarrassed.
"Boy, don't talk about other useless things. I'm asking you. From the time I followed you, until now, I have fought for you several times."
"That being the case, including this time, how much luck do you already owe me? Calculate it yourself. When do you plan to pay it back?"
"Well……"
"What? Do you want to deny it?"
"Ah, no, no, no."
"How is this possible?"
Hearing Ling Yun Gourd's question, Xie Heng suddenly felt guilty and hurriedly denied it. When he turned to look at Xiao Bai, he sighed when he saw Xiao Bai's rolled eyes.
Looking at the clear gourd floating in the sky, Xie Heng said carefully:
"Haha, Brother Calabash, you also know that Xie has never found an opportunity."
Xie Heng secretly swallowed his saliva and continued:
"What's more, this luck is so rare, it doesn't mean you can get it if you get it. If there is a chance in the future, Xie will definitely replenish the luck for you and try to help you recover as soon as possible."
"What do you think?"
"Humph, I knew you would say that."
Regarding Xie Heng's remarks, Ling Yun Gulu seemed to have expected it and said lightly:
"Boy, there is an opportunity now that can give you enough luck. Do you want to do it?"
Hearing this, Xiaobai and Xie Heng both looked at the spiritual gourd. Xiaobai asked eagerly:
"Brother Calabash, are you telling the truth? What a chance."
"Of course it's true, Xiao Baihe, why do you always question me?"
After complaining slightly, Ling Yun Gourd continued.
"Boy, haven't you always wanted to ask me about these twelve zodiac animals?"
In an instant, a glint flashed in Xie Heng's eyes, he stared at the Ling Yun Gourd with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice:
"Brother Calabash, what are these twelve zodiac signs all about? Why did Xie never hear about them when he was in Kunlun before?"
"Please ask Brother Calabash to clear up the confusion."
After saying that, Xie Heng bowed respectfully towards the Ling Yun Gourd.
"Hey, speaking of it, this is still an old thing from ancient times."
Looking at Xiaobai and Xie Heng who were listening attentively, Ling Yun Gourd also sighed, and a deep voice slowly sounded deep in the clouds.
It also brings the thoughts of Xie Heng and Xiaobai into a past event buried by the long river of time.
Since ancient times, Emperor Zhuanxu has swept across the wilderness with his powerful cultivation. In order to completely subjugate the three religious sects, as well as the Phoenix Clan and the Monster Clan, he felled the Tongtian Jianmu, eventually triggering the catastrophe of Killing Immortals.
After the catastrophe, the immortal sects of the three religions faced the unparalleled power of Emperor Zhuanxu, and in the end they could only huddle in their own caves. From then on, the fate of the human race reached its peak.
However, the three sects who retreated to the mountain gate were unwilling to fail. Taking advantage of the fact that Emperor Zhuanxu was entangled by powerful enemies in his later years and unable to take care of him, they kept secretly moving to intercept the fate of the human race through the treasures of their respective mountain gates and use them to enrich the weather luck of their respective mountain gates.
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Later, Emperor Zhuanxu had no choice but to adopt the strategy of Cangjie, a wise man from the human race, to secretly find twelve heavenly and earthly spirit beasts with great luck, join the human race, accept their worship, and become the twelve souls of the human race.
Through the worship of the entire human race, the twelve souls have gathered a huge amount of human incense and wish power.
Emperor Zhuanxu saw that the time was ripe, so he used his great magic power to blast open the barrier of the River of Time, and sent the twelve spirits into the twelve moon palaces of the River of Time to sit there.
Among them, the Xingji Palace is home to the rat spirit beast, the Xuanzhu Palace is home to the ugly cow spirit beast, the Gaozi Palace is home to the Yinhu spirit beast, and the Jianglou Palace is home to the Maotu spirit beast.
Daliang Palace is home to the Chenlong spirit beast, Shichen Palace is home to the Si Snake spirit beast, Quail Head Palace is home to the Wu Horse spirit beast, and Quail Fire Palace is home to the Weiyang spirit beast.
The Quail Tail Palace is home to the monkey spirit beast, the Longevity Palace is home to the unitary chicken spirit beast, the Fire Palace is home to the Xu Dog spirit beast, and the Ximu Palace is home to the Hai Pig spirit beast.
And these twelve Yuanlings are also called Twelve Yuanchen. With the help of the huge incense and wish power of the human race, they jointly suppress the entire river of time and at the same time suppress the fate of the entire human race.
Xiaobai and Xie Heng looked at each other, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. The two of them were even more convinced by Emperor Zhuanxu's magical powers.
"Brother Calabash, why have I never discovered these things in Kunlun's classics?"
"Moreover, you just said that these twelve souls are achieved by gathering the huge incense and will power of the human race."
Having said this, Xie Heng also paused slightly and asked softly:
"However, Master once said that incense is highly poisonous, and for Qi practitioners, it is poison coated in sugar. Aren't you afraid of these twelve heaven and earth spirit beasts?"
"Yes, those who practice immortality and Taoism all know that incense is poisonous, let alone the twelve spiritual beasts of heaven and earth."
"Then why..."
"Why would the twelve spirit beasts willingly accept the huge incense power of the human race, right?"
Being snatched away by Ling Yun Gourd, Xie Heng just nodded silently.
"Boy, don't underestimate the wisdom of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."
The sound of "Your Majesty the Emperor of Heaven" made Xie Heng mutter in his heart:
"Humph, dead gourd, thank me for someone, that is the boy who shouts and drinks, and for Emperor Zhuanxu, it is His Majesty the Emperor who respects me respectfully."
"Dead Hulu, just wait for me. One day, you will respectfully ask me to thank someone, Xiao Daojun."
Ignoring Xie Heng's inner slander, Ling Yun Gourd continued to recall:
"In order to make the twelve spirit beasts willingly be used by the human race, His Majesty the Heaven and Earth spent a lot of mana to pass the huge incense and wish power of the human race through the filter of the Divine Forbidden Formation, eliminating and refining the huge incense and the hearts of the people.
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"Refining the hearts of all people in the incense through the Divine Forbidden Formation?"
At this time, Xie Heng was completely shocked by Emperor Zhuanxu's methods. He had never thought that the Divine Forbidden Formation could be so effective, and he was filled with admiration for the first Emperor of Heaven in history.
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Suddenly, Xie Heng seemed to have thought of something and said doubtfully:
"Brother Calabash, didn't you say that the twelve spiritual beasts were sent to the Twelve Moon Palace in the Long River of Time? Then why can Shu Cang still extract twelve spiritual shadows from the bodies of Xuanyuan Royal Family's children?"
"Hey, kid, you also said it's a spiritual shadow."
Ling Yun Gourd said proudly.
"This is the wisdom of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."
"In order to be just in case, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven used mysterious means to project the twelve souls' Great Dao Marks into the human world, becoming the phantoms of the twelve zodiac spirits."
"Brother Calabash, you didn't do these things. What do you have to be proud of?"
Xiaobai's words immediately choked up the spirit gourd. Even Xie Heng cast an admiring look at Xiaobai. He even praised in his heart:
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, you really said what Xiao Daojun I wanted to say but didn't dare to say. I admire you."
"Hey, little white crane, if you have the ability, you can say it again."
The next moment, Ling Yun Gourd's somewhat frustrated voice echoed endlessly in the valley.
"Brother Calabash, Tongyanwuji, Tongyanwuji. You must never argue with a child."
Seeing the Ling Yun Gourd constantly swaying from side to side, as if he was very angry at Xiao Bai's words, Xie Heng felt even more secretly happy.
"Dead Hulu, I told you to run against Xie at any time. Now you have finally met your nemesis. Hahaha."
"Brother Calabash, calm down. Didn't you just say that you asked Xie to help find luck? What does this have to do with the twelve souls?"
"Moreover, except for the shadow of Yinhu in Xuanyuan Yu's body, weren't all the projections of the twelve Yuanlings devoured by Shu Cang?"
Finally coming to his senses, Ling Yun Gourd said angrily:
"Boy, since I'm telling you this, I certainly have a purpose."
Having said that, the Ling Yun Gourd trembled slightly, and eleven light clusters shining with various rays of light floated out from its body. In the void, there were faint sounds of roars of various beasts.
"What's this?"
Looking at the light clusters shining with various colors of light in front of him, Xie Heng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Hey, these are the eleven spiritual seeds that I have re-refined from the white lotus."
"Spiritual seed?"
"Yes, it is the spiritual seed."
Ling Yun Gourd's somewhat proud voice spread far and wide in the valley.
[Author's digression]: August has begun. I ask all book friends to read the book, give it a lot of support, collect it, vote a lot, and comment a lot. Thank you.