Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 286
The details of Mi Luo are constantly improving, and the emotions and thoughts for the emperor are injected into it.

Many people who noticed that he was drawing the statue of the emperor turned their attention to him, and the actions of the people were animated, which made Mi Luo have a clearer understanding of the image of the emperor in his heart.

Under such a virtuous circle, the energy above Mi Luo's paintings became more and more sacred, and it seemed to be blended with some kind of power vaguely.

As the emperor's envoy, the Qingwei boy Qingli immediately sensed the source of that power, came to the edge of the arena, looked at the painting drawn by Mi Luo, and there was a hint of wonder in his eyes.

"Another painting that can attract the divine power of the emperor? It seems that there is no need to continue this competition. Demiao, you have produced a capable person from the Miao Youzong."

When Qingli said the first two sentences, his voice was a little emotional, and when Taoist De Miao arrived, he turned his head and told him the last sentence.

Regarding Qingli's praise, Taoist De Miao just said cheerfully: "You are too famous, Mi Luo has not yet depicted the image of the emperor, so it may not be able to attract divine power. Besides, his approach is just a trick. "

"Trick? That's not right. The emperor is the god of Hanxia. Based on his own thoughts, he attracts the thoughts of people around him, arouses the belief in the emperor in Jinhong City, and depicts the emperor's clothes in line with the gods of mountains and rivers. It is human The method of the combination of gods, ordinary people can't use it even if they want to, it should be called a unique skill, a unique skill."

Qingli spoke highly of Mi Luo's ability, and finally said with some emotion: "Beyond those techniques, I really need to describe the image of the emperor in detail. I only need to draw a few strokes to leave a blurred seven sense organs. Stop writing. Of course, if I can describe the seven sense organs well, the divine power that I will receive will definitely be even smaller. Just because I know that they have the true biography of Miao Wuzong, I don’t have the guts to describe the image of the emperor.”

At the same time when Qing left the mouth, the real emperor of Tianlitian raised his head slightly, and I felt that no one in Hanxia was trying to describe his own spirit.

"It's meaningless, do you want to link the power of the local officials with you? That's an opportunity..."

The moment the emperor opened his mouth, Qi Zhou's sky surged, a lot of auspicious energy rose, and strands of spiritual light shot up into the sky, stirring Qi Zhou's vitality to tumbling continuously.

At the last moment, amidst the auspicious clouds, Qixuan Yisheng hastily revealed himself. We looked at the emperor and raised our heads slightly.

"May I ask why the emperor is so happy?"

After saving Erjin from suffering, he asked the emperor why his aura changed.

That was the first time in the past hundred years that Dijun showed some emotion.

You must know that from the first scripture ten thousand years later, the emperor's real body has been surrounded by Hanxia, ​​and the entire Hanxia veins have been lifted up slightly to allow it to directly contact the sea water, and the dragon scales under his body carry countless The processed illusory realm, as well as the primitive magic energy from the seven seas.

Those things falling on the emperor's body were like mosquitoes and ants appearing beside the Dijing people. Although they could cause too little damage, they would inevitably make people upset.And in order to prevent the vibration of the Hanxia Earth Vessel, for a long time, the emperor's body has been in a state of thinking and thinking as much as possible, and the few people who travel are only my incarnation.

It was also the great sacrifice ceremony of the Eight Officials that awakened the emperor from his deep sleep.

"It's something, it's just that there is no big guy in the world, and I plan to help you take a step back to get in touch with the magistrate."

"Do you remember that in the past, the emperor tried to be like a local official, but the power of the underworld, because of the existence of the northern one, was difficult to perfect, and the previous success fell short. If you can succeed, today it will succeed because of a big monk in Hanxia? "

Wen Fu Mozhen Jinhong was a little surprised, after all, it was the one who initiated the introduction of the Ghost Festival to facilitate the emperor's move of power to the underworld.

"Based on common sense, a monk in the territory of Hanxia is naturally able to complete the things that he had planned and succeeded in the propaganda. But today is the same as in the past. Your idea back then was wrong, but the one in the north like Qi Qi It was the same as before, dead but stiff, and you were tempted to wait for the stable underworld, so that you fell short. But now, the underworld in Hanxia, ​​which has at least four states in the southeast, northwest, and north, has been in a relatively stable state after sorting out by young people. "

"In those years, Cultivator Hanxia has continued to guide the illusory realm, fill the earth veins, remove the thick earth veins, and the feedback of the soul's retreat into Hanxia has reached a critical point, enough for you to interfere in the underworld. First, this big guy The choice of time is very ingenious, today is the festival of the local officials, and it happens to coincide with your Zhenjun Festival, so that the painting of this big guy is like a fuse, igniting the accumulation of you in the later period. no power."

Hearing the emperor's answer, the seven golden rainbows cast their gazes one after another and landed on Mi Luo's body.

"That kid..."

Wen Fu Mozhen Wang Yan's complexion changed slightly. Although he was the last one among the seven Xuanyi sages to attain the Tao, Wen Fu Mozhen Wang Yan's power was far superior to Mi Luo's, and he could see Mi Luo's accompanying treasure at a glance. , my identity as a reincarnation from the illusory realm, and the aura of two acquaintances beneath me.

Wen Fu Mo Zhen Jin Hong looked at Rescue Er Jin Hong and Shifang Dazhen Monarch, and said: "The child is the former hand of the two Wang Yan?"

"I'm not your predecessor. He also knows that the little monk in the sky will retreat to sacrifice to you. You also accidentally discovered that the big guy's ability is not ordinary, so you paid a little attention. After you, rescue the suffering Erjinhong has already given her shelter."

Before Shifang Dazhenjun gave the explanation, everyone's eyes turned to Jinhong, who rescued suffering and saved Erjin, and only heard you say: "Miluo is not your predecessor, you just found out that I condensed the accompanying treasure when I built the foundation. , and the things on his half body are not ordinary, so he gave a lot of support. It also slightly affected the illusory realm I experienced in the early days, and made me understand that many creatures in the illusory realm are worthy of being saved."

"This is because it is the part worth saving, which has been cut by you long ago."

Shifang Dazhenjun opened his mouth quietly, and I looked at some filthy fragments under the emperor's body, which made the golden dragon scales stained with less white air, and obvious anger appeared in my eyes.

But the emperor said: "Fu Mo, you are going to be blinded by anger. You are willing to carry those fragments because there is no one worth saving. If he is really angry, it is because if he kills the evil god among them, let those who are worth saving be saved." Child, retreat to Hanxia."

"Dijun, but the people who are worth saving among those fragments are only the majority."

The Dazhen Monarch of the Ten Directions was very pleased, and the remaining eight Wang Yan, Rescue Suffering, Shenwu Yousheng, and Wenfu Mozhen were all very happy to talk about it.

After all, the relationship between Shifang Dazhenjun and Dijun is very close. He is the god of war who rescued the emperor from his sins in his early years, and taught the supernatural powers, and finally walked on the right path.

In terms of ability to fight alone, among the eight Jinhongs, only Shenwu Yousheng Jinhong can compete with him, but in terms of fighting to the death, the one who dies must be Shenwu Yousheng Wang Yan.

That point can also be reflected in the title given to Seven Kings Yanqing in Buddhism.

The Seven Kings Yanqing are revered as Jingguang Liuli Bodhisattva, Vajra King Bodhisattva, Manjushri Wisdom Bodhisattva and Xiaofeiji Town Prison King respectively in Buddhism.

Among them, the King of the Prison of the Xiaoxuji is the title of the Great True Monarch of the Ten Directions. This style of painting has already shown the image of the surrounding golden rainbow, which is eye-catching among the young Buddhist disciples.

Dijun naturally knows the thoughts of the Great True Monarch of the Ten Directions, and I persuaded him loudly: "Although you hate the way of the Holy See in the West, you also hate my style of being similar to individuals in the illusory realm, but I don't have a word to say to you." Still approved."

"For the sake of the ten you also destroy the city."

"Put it away from you, this is for the sake of these ten, and you will try to save this city as much as possible."

The emperor's voice echoed in Qi Zhou, and at the beginning he said with a smile: "Now, these ten reasons also bring feedback from these cities."

As I said that, I looked up at the city of Zhenjun Hanxia. At this moment, Mi Luo had finished his painting. With my last stroke, a powerful ray of emperor's divine power followed the rotation of Hanxia's divine power, and hurriedly descended.

Qingli's complexion changed slightly, and immediately rose into the sky, turning into a blue orb, hanging in the void, carrying the divine power of the emperor, and hitting the void in front of him, attracting those with less divine power to fall on it.

In the eyes of the people of Hanxia Zhenjun City, this act is like a jewel standing in the void, knocking on the fairy gate, and the auspicious clouds in front of it are transpiring, thousands of auspicious qi are flying, the solemn and solemn aura condenses the void, and the majestic immortal qi rushes up.

At the same time, bursts of misty fairy sounds resounded in the void, thousands of fairy energy dissolved and golden flowers fell down, and the flowers scattered one by one in midair, turning into a rain of flowers.There are no four-color flowing colors flying in the void, the four colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, white and white alternately flow, rendering the sky into a gorgeous scene.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow dragon with fine scales, thick aura, dazzling golden scales, and even better than Xiaori emerged from the brilliance. I reached out and grabbed the orb, raised my head, and blew out a breath, which landed on Mi Luo's painting. under.

In this picture scroll, the majestic and sacred Huanghuang, which was originally slightly rigid, suddenly appeared with obvious agility and divinity. Thousands of lotus lanterns emerged around him, and hundreds of thousands of billions of brilliance shot up into the sky.

It was the same music as the emperor's fairy music, and everyone listened attentively, but it was the "Diguan Baogao" that originated from the illusory world.

"Qingling Dongyang, in the palace of Beidu. Department 77. Together with 4000 million people... Zhongyuan Yiqi is the official who forgives sins. Dongling Qingxu Xiaodi Qingling Emperor!"

Several people in Zhenjun City have benefited from the influence of the emperor's power.

And Mi Luo, standing behind the portrait, faced Dijun's power directly, and a little power swept across my body at Dijun's unintentional indulgence.

The magic power and mysterious light in Mi Luo's body are incomparable to the power of the emperor, and they are penetrated and affected by it instantly. If the power of the emperor does not intend to suppress his own influence, Mi Luo's foundation may be distorted in the first place.

Of course, these little powers are just turning into strands of golden green aura, blending into Mi Luo's body, thickening its foundation.

During this period, the brilliance surged under the precious mirror, and a large amount of clear light rushed out of the mirror surface. Mi Luo looked at it without worrying that the mirror surface would collapse due to such a huge force.

The same situation also appeared in the treasure scroll. The gold and green clouds surrounded the treasure scroll for seven weeks, causing countless names to flicker. Knowing that Miluo received the divine power of the emperor and attracted the miracle of the emperor, he brought a wave of vows and beliefs, which triggered the transformation of the "immortal Miluo in the painting".

The god in the portrait seemed to be able to see the changes in Miro's body, stretched out a hand, placed it on top of Miro's head, hung a little aura to help me stabilize my breath, and said in a heavy voice: "Hurry up, he can hurry up, You need to slow down, you can still hold on now, you need to squeeze yourself like he waits."

The words of the gods were heard except in Mira, and even Mira himself could not fully understand the words of the gods.

In the eyes of the insiders, it was the god who stretched out his hand to caress the top of Mi Luo's head. Before leaving some strength, he took the picture scroll together and turned into a little bit of aura, blending into the void in the void, and then went to Tianli Tiandijun's side.

ps: "For the sake of the ten, you also destroy this city." It comes from Genesis 18:32.

(End of this chapter)