Chapter 139 The Plan of the Turbid Qi Fuxi

The black-clothed girl with white hair cascading down her shoulders lay quietly in the jade coffin, which nurtured almost liquid spiritual energy. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was unusually pale. Compared to the one Wei Yuan was familiar with, her features were excessively pallid.

A creation corresponding to the world of Turbid Qi?!

An existence like the Turbid Qi Fuxi?

Wei Yuan made the judgment subconsciously.

Then he almost immediately refuted his own idea, because this girl looked exactly like Wa Huang. Whether it was the reckless young man corresponding to cause and effect, or the middle-aged man with graying temples, refined appearance, and an evil aura, they were completely different from Wei Yuan and Fuxi.

They were only similar on the level of the Great Dao.

But the black-clothed girl in front of him was exactly the same as Wa Huang.

"What's going on..."

Wei Yuan looked at Fuxi beside him, a hint of vigilance in his eyes, and said, "Fuxi, don't let your mind wander at this time..." The azure-robed Celestial God looked solemn and said slowly: "This... is not a creation of Turbid Qi, because of the principles of the birth of Turbid Qi gods and demons."

"It is difficult for A'Wa's path to produce a corresponding existence on that side."

"Because she is the source of creation for Clear Qi creatures."

"The Turbid World doesn't have a [Human Race]."

"In theory, A'Wa is the least likely to have a Turbid Qi counterpart." "There's a problem."

Fuxi raised his eyes, and countless heavenly secrets vaguely emerged behind him, the Innate Eight Trigrams, flowing and uncertain, causing the entire Thirty-Six Heavens system to tremble violently, seemingly unable to withstand such deductive power, as if the entire Heavenly Court would collapse into dust in an instant.

Wei Yuan pointed his fingers together, imbuing it with cause and effect.

Extracting all the cause and effect of [collapse], [failure], [being concealed], [the truth being hidden], theoretically, according to the method of that Turbid World fellow, he should now reverse these causes and effects, which could increase the probability of Fuxi's calculation, and it would be a top-ten-level blessing.

The white-haired Daoist was silent for a moment.

He felt that he had to calculate countless possibilities, and try to reverse these possibilities, while maintaining their rationality, so as not to cause problems and paradoxes in the reverse direction of cause and effect, leading to the terrible scenario that the initial goal could not be achieved.

Compiling cause and effect is really a technical job.

The Daoist sighed.

His hands 'grasped' the threads of cause and effect.

He suddenly pulled down hard.

At the same time, he suddenly raised his knee.

Let the line of cause and effect be directly hit by his knee, like breaking noodles, snapping and breaking the batch of cause and effect lines, shattering them, his face unchanged, he threw his hands.

Get out of here!

Severing three thousand causes and effects - physical version!

He directly crushed and exploded all the causes and effects that interfered with Fuxi's calculation, causing a terrifying storm of cause and effect to rise above the Thirty-Six Heavens. The Daoist thoughtfully realized that he could completely rely on detonating cause and effect to fight...

Without interference, Fuxi was able to erase the influence imposed on this part of the heavenly secrets.

He ‘saw’ a further picture.

The sky was dim and dull.

This was the Turbid World.

However, the Turbid World at this moment was no better than the miserable state when Di Jun took the initiative to attack. Cracks appeared one after another, but at the same time, the foundations of countless Clear World experts were absorbed and devoured, swallowed into the Turbid World.

Making the Turbid World as a whole more majestic.

A cyan escape light swept across the sky.

What emerged was Fuxi in azure robes, holding a sword in one hand and a newly opened lotus flower in the other. He took a few steps forward, the blood-stained long sword shattered and disappeared, and he raised his head, saying calmly: "...Heh, Xuanyuan is dead, and his foundation has also come to the Turbid World, to be swallowed and absorbed."

"In this situation, Gonggong's human body will also die, and his foundation will also be swallowed and absorbed. I will find a way later to forcibly absorb a part of it as the power of the Water God at the top ten level, relying on this trace of connection."

The azure-robed man seemed to be communicating with someone, but this wisp of cause and effect could not be peered into further.

He smiled lightly a few times, and said: "...It doesn't matter, [Hou Tu], and..."

"Hundun is indeed powerful, but..."

"There are arrangements."

The voice was intermittent and not clear.

The azure-robed man eventually turned into a refined-looking man with graying temples, holding the Lotus of Creation in his right hand, and said lightly: "The method of creation is unique to Wa Huang, that is indeed the case, but from this, one can also walk out of the state of Clear and Turbid unification, for our use."/

He pointed his finger, in the void, using the blood left by the blood-stained long sword. With the shattered part of Wa Huang's own soul.

Blood from the limbs.

Heart's blood.

Blood from the brow.

Taking it as the core and the foundation, and then using the power of the Lotus of Creation in his hand to catalyze it, he actually created a [Wa Huang] in this Turbid World, seemingly born in the Turbid World. The Wa Huang who appeared was dressed in black, but her hair was like white frost under the moonlight, cold and indifferent, with a sense of alienation.

"...Only this way, except for the foundation coming from the Turbid World, there is no difference."

"The same bloodline, the same soul foundation, the same... power of creation."

A smile appeared on the corner of the refined man's mouth.

Then he cut open his wrist, trying to inject his own true spirit and blood into the newly created [Wa Huang], trying to make her have a great enough sense of dependence on him, and then injecting the power of creation into it, saying with a smile: "I am your brother, your last reliance..."

"You will be my blade."

"You will be my weapon."

"You will exist as my wife."

"Then, reverse the influence on that Wa Huang, let her, who has lost her memory, recall [this side's memories], and also become [my] wife, and then the Clear and Turbid will be united."

In the Taiqing realm.

The veins on Fuxi's forehead bulged.

Murderous aura flowed.

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!!!"

A real murderous intent flowed on Fuxi's body, and Wei Yuan was the same. He understood the goal and plan of Turbid Qi Fuxi. His final goal was probably to make himself also become a state of Clear and Turbid unification. He wanted to create a [Wa Huang] who was a combination of Clear and Turbid but had no memory, and even妄图 (wàngtú - vainly attempted) to make Wa Huang his cauldron.

In the picture, the refined man's expression gradually solidified, gradually realizing that something was wrong.

The [Wa Huang] with her eyes closed did not accept the power.

The blood fell layer by layer but separated naturally, falling into the earth, and combining with the Turbid Qi to transform into strange and evil demons, transforming into walking snake demons. The white-haired, black-clothed girl opened her eyes, looked at the man in front of her, and said: "You are not my brother..."

"Brother."

Turbid Qi Fuxi was silent, pointed his finger, and directly put the girl's true spirit into a deep sleep.

Then he looked at the Lotus of Creation in his hand, and said calmly: "...It is because there is still the participation of power here, and the imprint of that Wa Huang, so there is no way to succeed... Very well, then I will wait until I have completely exhausted the spiritual rhyme foundation of this thing, let you turn into a puppet, and then come again."

He turned around and went out.

Behind him appeared the Jade Stone God Marrow, sealing the [Wa Huang] based on Turbid Qi within it.

After that, the cause and effect became weaker and weaker, and the picture of Turbid Qi Fuxi going out and constantly challenging, and trying to consume the power in the [Lotus of Creation] appeared. He even fought with the Heavenly Emperor in the Clear Qi World with this thing.

Using this thing to awaken one god and demon after another and throw them into the myriad worlds.

Then... he was sniped by the Lord of Guixu, and encountered by the subordinates of the Lord of Guixu in the reverse direction.

As one of the three major forces in the Clear Qi World.

The Lord of Guixu held the myriad worlds, so he had to bear such responsibility, and had to fight Turbid Qi Fuxi to the death, because the latter's plan would make him unlucky first. The white-haired Daoist saw one picture after another, and even saw Turbid Qi Fuxi being intercepted by the Lord of Guixu in a certain small world.

"Hmm? Can that guy beat him now...?"

The white-haired Daoist was shocked, seeing the Lord of Guixu fighting with the Turbid Qi god and demon.

Seeing the former being trapped.

Then he saw Turbid Qi Fuxi's expression was cold.

In the end, the white-haired Daoist's expression was dull, and he saw the reincarnated young man with a calm expression, suddenly raising his hand, his right hand supporting the small world of heaven and earth, his expression vast and distant, extremely familiar.

The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched...

No, it couldn't be.

It shouldn't, it shouldn't.

The Lord of Guixu's expression slightly敛 (liǎn - restrained), and then his five fingers turned over.

Supporting the sky and propping up the earth, and then.

Overturning the sky!

Heavily bombarded and smashed down in front of him.

Using the method of annihilating one small world, or even multiple small worlds.

He blocked Turbid Qi Fuxi back.

The white-haired Daoist's eyes were dull.

The azure-robed Celestial God's expression was strange, he looked at the heavenly secret picture, and looked at Wei Yuan. "Your apprentice?"

"No, my enemy."

"Stolen move?"

The white-haired Daoist was silent, the azure-robed man patted him on the shoulder, and said: "What's the name of this move?"

Wei Yuan opened his mouth: "The Great Slap of the Buzhou Mountain God 2.0."

In the picture, the Lord of Guixu's tone was vast, and his expression was domineering:

"Retreating under this seat's Heaven-Shaking and Earth-Splitting Three God Strikes, you should also be satisfied."

Wei Yuan: "............"

Fuxi reached out and patted Wei Yuan's shoulder, sighing.

He didn't say anything, but it seemed like he said everything.

Then he carefully handed the Lotus of Creation to Wei Yuan, and said: "...Let's put that guy aside for now, you return this thing to A'Wa, it should allow her to break the current situation, and restore part of her strength and foundation..."

Wei Yuan nodded.

After thinking about it, he looked at Fuxi in front of him, turned his wrist, and the Dao fruit of Turbid Qi cause and effect emerged, emitting chaotic, inverted, overlapping, and other violent auras of cause and effect. Wei Yuan said: "There is another question."

"How can I completely integrate this thing into my body?"

"Di Jun said that this can walk out of the Clear and Turbid unified Dao body."

At the same time, below Buzhou Mountain.

Huo Qubing's Han sword咔嚓 (kāchā - onomatopoeia for a snapping sound) pierced the enemy who was hiding and playing dead, piercing him to the core.

The surrounding Bei Hai (North Sea) elites began to reap the spoils of war here.

Shu Di leaned against the wall and vomited for a while, raised his head and saw the base stone of the teleportation array over there, and saw Huo Qubing seemed to be standing there holding his sword, and said, "What are you going to do?"

"This thing is not easy to get."

Huo Qubing pondered, the Han sword in his hand咔嚓 (kāchā - onomatopoeia for a snapping sound) directly chiseled into the bottom of the array, and said:

"According to my uncle's theory, everything that can be taken away should be taken away."

"Don't leave a horse or an ox to the enemy."

"Sustaining war with war, then war is possible."

"If you can't take it away, then destroy it..."

The young man was in a daze, recalling the divine tree behind the Xiongnu Golden Tent in the past, which was also cut down by himself in this way, shook his head, did not think much, and simply smashed the teleportation array with a sword, and then picked and chose from the spoils of war, bent down and took out a bracelet.

It was a very good magic weapon, with more than thirteen types of magic attached to it.

The most important thing is that it looks good.

"I want this."

Huo Qubing stuffed the thing into his arms, noticed Shu Di's gaze, and explained with confidence:

"I broke the bracelet she gave me, if I don't make amends, she will probably be angry. Strategists should know how to seek good fortune and avoid evil, avoid unnecessary struggles. Achieving the goal without war is the highest essence of strategists. Attacking and breaking a city is already a last resort."

He was referring to the bracelet that had become dim and lost its divine light when he broke the seal earlier.

Shu Di said strangely: "Are you afraid of her?"

The young general's body stiffened.

He said without changing his expression: "Afraid, what is afraid?"

"A real man, how can he say he's afraid when it comes to strategist matters?"

"This, this is called [Supreme Strategy is to Subdue the Enemy Without Fighting]! Next is to Subdue the Enemy Through Diplomacy! The inferior strategy is to attack the city!"

Shu Di stroked his chin, and said in confusion: "But I remember, didn't you not follow the art of war, and look down on ancient military books?"

"There are records of you in history, written very clearly."

He had read Wei Yuan's superficial memories, so he knew.

The young man's face froze.

He seemed to be恼羞成怒 (nǎoxiū-chéngnù - be shamed into anger), then suddenly drew his sword, his expression cold, turned around and scolded: "Who, come out!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he had already made a move. The long sword stabbed out fiercely, carrying a vast amount of force, and the sword Qi was like a rainbow, but it was clamped by two fingers. The激荡 (jīdàng - surging) of the flowing wind, or rather the flow of the air itself, made him lose control of his body, his pupils shrank, and he saw the existence in front of him, dressed in fiery red martial attire, with black cuffs, and a waist seal that was also ink-colored, wearing a mask, and her black hair was tied into a high ponytail.

One hand was holding a横刀 (héngdāo - a type of sword), and the other hand casually clamped Huo Qubing's sword tip.

Her temperament was cold and indifferent.

She tapped her fingers, and the long sword shattered.

The next moment, the battle knife slashed down with a vast momentum, almost directly killing the young general, but stopped before his brow, without pressing down. One hand was holding the hilt of the knife, and the other hand was pressed horizontally on his wrist. It was a style of military formation or the ancient Six Doors, but it was rare to have such power. Her voice was cold:

"It seems that you don't work hard enough in your usual practice. It is true that you have unparalleled talent, but it is also easy to be lazy. You are always a little bit short in your practice, a little bit short. This is the moment of life and death."

"Didn't your uncle teach you?"

"You, you are..."

Wearing a mask, her temperament was both heroic and cold, with a golden ring in her hair, the red-clothed long-knife girl replied calmly:

"Guixu Walker, Shuangyu."

In order to cope with the Lord of Guixu coming over to摸鱼 (mō yú - loaf on the job).

She originally intended to leave, but suddenly felt an aura entanglement, lowered her eyes to look down, saw the person with the entangled aura, and saw the white-clothed girl sitting on a stone.

Their eyes met.

ps: Today's first update... four thousand words.