Chapter 228 The Picture Scroll of Exotic Treasures
Over the East China Sea, blue waves rippled, and along with the battle between Yaoguang Xingjun and the three men, the water curtains of thousands of feet, under the reflection of the sun, actually glowed with colorful rainbows.
Just as Taoist Qingchen and Xie Heng were secretly communicating with each other about the secrets of the Nine Dragons Holy Sect that they had obtained from the Spiritual Gourd, a mysterious and terrifying aura suddenly rose from the void.
rise.
A seven-foot-long brocade scroll with green chalcedony as its axis, bursting with golden light, was sacrificed by Fox Mountain, and slowly unfolded in the void.
On the scroll, the mountains and rivers are looming, and the images of worshiping demons are revealed. There is also a majestic and vast atmosphere that is constantly flowing.
The mysterious and vast aura of the avenue turned into green air currents visible to the naked eye in the void, rushing towards everyone, constantly impacting everyone's mind and consciousness.
"What is this? A rare treasure?"
Taoist Qingchen looked at the mysterious brocade scroll presented by the Great Elder Hushan. After carefully sensing it, his expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed in surprise.
"When did a rare treasure similar to a picture scroll appear in Qingqiu Mountain?"
"Could it be..."
As if he suddenly thought of something, Taoist Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, mana poured into his eyes, and he looked at the brocade scroll with misty light again.
After a while, a look of understanding flashed through Taoist Qingchen's eyes, and he thought secretly:
"Sure enough, it is a rare treasure divine picture that is modeled after the Qingqiu Mountain Zhibaoshan River Sheji Picture."
"Qingchen Xiaodaojun, what is a rare treasure? Is it more powerful than a spiritual treasure?"
Xiaobai listened to Taoist Qingchen's mutterings and tilted his head, a doubtful look flashing in his eyes.
Taoist Qingchen saw the confusion in Xiaobai and Xie Heng's eyes, smiled, and said briefly:
"The so-called exotic treasures are not the same as what we usually call magic treasures, real treasures, spiritual treasures, etc. They generally refer to treasures with special functions."
"Such treasures, generally speaking, have extremely single functions."
"Some exotic treasures can entrust the soul or soul of Qi practitioners, some exotic treasures can carry a powerful magical power, some exotic treasures can even be condensed into small worlds, and so on."
"In short, if you use some exotic treasures with special functions under special circumstances, you can often achieve unexpected results."
After the words fell, Taoist Qingchen's eyes fell in the void again. On the mysterious picture, a pair of sword eyebrows were furrowed and he murmured to himself:
"I don't know what kind of power this divine map, which is modeled after the Shanhe Sheji Map, has, but Senior Hushan actually regards it as the last trump card and keeps it until now?"
Different from Taoist Qingchen's doubts, the look of panic on the faces of Lord Yaoguang Xing and Liao Kong Luohan finally disappeared, replaced by a faint look of ridicule.
Phew~
Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Yaoguang Xingjun looked at Hushan with a hint of coldness and murderous intent in his eyes.
"I thought it was a map of mountains and rivers, the most innate treasure, but I didn't expect it to be just an imitation."
Then Yaoguang Xingjun's eyes fell on Hu Shan, who was even more stooped, and he said lightly.
"Fellow Taoist Hushan, this rare treasure atlas of yours that imitates the innate treasure, the Mountain, River and Sheji Map, is indeed somewhat extraordinary."
"However, after all, this thing is not the real map of mountains and rivers. If you want to rely on this treasure, you will force me and Monk Lokong to retreat."
Speaking of this, Lord Yaoguang Xing even sneered.
"Fellow Taoist Hushan, are you too underestimated of the two of us?"
"Amitabha."
The empty Arhat removed his one-foot-long golden body, raised his eyes to look at the rare treasure scroll in the void, clasped his hands together, and whispered a Buddha's name.
"Fellow Taoist Hushan, your mysterious and unpredictable void method is indeed very wonderful."
"It's just that after dealing with these two poor monks for so long, we should be reaching our limit."
"If the three of us continue to fight, my fellow Taoist's demon exorcism body may not be able to withstand it."
When Luokong Arhat said this, the sadness on his face seemed to deepen a little more.
"Fellow Taoist Hushan, practicing cultivation for thousands of years is not easy. Please don't make any mistakes."
Hushan glanced at Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun, and the coldness in his eyes became even worse.
"If you don't care about the empty bald donkey, don't ask the cat to cry or the mouse to show mercy."
"Hmph, you and I both know that the enmity between your Buddhism and our demon clan has been entangled for millions of years from ancient times to the present."
"If I'm not wrong, you bald donkey, you can't wait to kill this demon tribe here, so that you can add a merit monument to the Demon Locking Tower in Baoji Temple."
"Senior Brother, what is the grudge between the Qingqiu Mountain Monster Clan and the Buddhist Immortal Sects?"
Xie Heng's eyes glanced back and forth between the people in Qingqiu and Luokong Arhat.
Looking at the people in Qingqiu, all the Arhats in the sky glared angrily, and they were even more confused. They turned to Taoist Qingchen and asked in a low voice.
Listening to Xie Heng's inquiry, Taoist Qingchen also sighed slightly and explained in a low voice:
"This matter is a long story. As a brother, I only know that the grievances between the Qingqiu Mountain Monster Clan and the many immortal sects of Buddhism have existed since ancient times, when Buddhism was first established."
As he said that, Taoist Qingchen glanced at Qingqiu Shan and the others, and finally, his eyes fell on Kong Arhat, and he said slowly.
"Brother, I once heard Master occasionally mention that one of the favorite things that many immortal disciples of Buddhism like to do when they go down the mountain to practice is to transform the most talented monsters among the monsters into Buddhism.
Train it into your own mount."
"Over millions of years, the hatred and grievances between the two parties have become a mess that cannot be resolved."
After listening to Taoist Qingchen's explanation, Xie Heng finally understood why this empty Arhat took the initiative and insisted on taking Nangong Lingyue away.
It turns out that the Buddhist sect is worried that the monster clan in Qingqiu Mountain, after mastering the mark of the innate avenue, will increase in strength and pose a threat to the Buddhist celestial sect.
Thinking of this, Xie Heng looked in the direction of Nangong Lingyue, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
On the other side, the Great Elder Hushan sneered and turned his gaze to Lord Yaoguang Xing, who had a calm face. The teasing look in his eyes was even more serious.
"Jun Yaoguang Xing, what surprises me the most is that you can actually put aside your hatred with these bald donkeys in Mount Wutai and fight with me for so long for the sake of this innate Dao Mark."
Having said this, the sarcasm in Hushan's expression became more and more intense.
"I wonder if your Penglai ancestors would be so angry that they would jump out of the coffin and curse you unworthy descendants."
Tinghu Mountain was so unscrupulous that he revealed the grudges between Penglai Island and Wutai Mountain. The expressions of the younger generation of disciples present instantly ignited the raging fire of gossip.
Yan Zhixue, who was protected by the fox smoke, was even more afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so she asked innocently:
"Great Elder Hushan, what is the grudge between Wutai Mountain and Penglai Island that you mentioned?"
"Why, we have never heard anyone talk about it in the world of immortality?"
As soon as Yan Zhixue finished speaking, Nangong Lingyue scolded in a low voice and turned to look at Void Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun, who looked a little unkind. She smiled slightly and opened her teeth slightly.
"My younger sister is not sensible. I hope the two seniors will be more knowledgeable and don't want to be the same as the younger ones."
"Hey, what's the matter? You've done it, why are you still afraid of people in the world talking about it?"
Hu Shan stepped out in one step and stood in front of Kong Luohan and Yaoguang Xingjun. He looked at the two of them with a mocking expression and said in a somewhat sinister manner.
"Is it possible that two powerful Qi warriors from the human race want to meet my two junior disciples from Qingqiu Mountain?"
After saying that, Hu Shan glanced at the many junior disciples present, and finally his eyes fell on Yan Zhixue and said with a smile:
"Girl Zhixue, don't you want to know what kind of grudges there are between Wutai Mountain and Penglai Island?"
After saying that, Hu Shan's gaze swept over Luokong Arhat and Yaoguang Xingjun, who had somewhat gloomy expressions. A hint of joking flashed in his eyes and he spoke loudly.
"I am in the mood today, so I will tell you about the past events in the world of immortality."
Hushan turned a blind eye to the murderous gazes of Kong Luohan and Yaoguang Xingjun.
A little-known entanglement in the world of immortality is narrated in the vicissitudes of Hushan's voice.