rebuild hell

Chapter 086 Rare leisure time

"Your Majesty, you said you have seen my elders?"

Fu Anliu was the first human being to come here in the City God's Mansion of the Demon City. At this time, he was standing in the City God Hall with his head down, not daring to look directly at the covered City God sitting above him, but his heart was pounding. Thinking about something.

"Well, Fu Mingqing, do you have any impression of this person?"

Hearing this name, Fu Anliu froze for a moment, his expression changed drastically, as if he had thought of something terrible.

Yin Ming and Feng Chuyou, who were sitting at the top, could of course see the obvious change in his expression.

"What did you think of?"

A hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Fu Anliu's face, but when he hesitated to say it, the coercion around his body instantly increased a lot, making his breathing stagnant.

"Reporting to Fujun..." Fu An said sweating profusely under the pressure that seemed to be around him, "Fu Mingqing is a deceased elder in the family. As far as I know, he was not the one who was promoted last time."

"Dead?" Hearing Fu Anliu's conclusion, Feng Chuyou and Yin Ming were a little surprised, it was different from what they had guessed.

"A record manuscript read by the junior said that he failed to pass the catastrophe and died during the ascension, and did not leave any body, as if he was taken away strangely during the failure of the catastrophe."

"Record manuscript? Can you bring it?"

Regarding this situation, Yin Ming and Feng Chuyou were very curious. The ascension of the heavenly master failed to cross the tribulation and was stolen. No matter what they think, it should have something to do with the current Fuxi Mountain. If they could, they really wanted to see it with their own eyes.

Fu Anliu could only shake his head at this remark. These things should have been recorded in their secret record of the Tao of Heavenly Masters, but this secret record stopped recording things in it for some reason many years ago. Fu Anliu I looked for it on purpose, but obviously many records that should have been erased, he knew that this matter was still a draft that he saw in another book.

"This record is also a manuscript I saw from other places. The secret records stopped recording hundreds of years ago, and I don't know why."

This made Feng Chuyou and Yin Ming more sure that maybe something really happened here, maybe this road will be the one they can explore to the bottom under the mist of Fuxi Mountain.

"Fu Jun, I wonder if I can meet the Fu Mingqing you mentioned?"

Fu Anliu was very curious about this person who claimed to be Fu Mingqing. This is the last ascendant in modern times in their family of celestial masters and Taoists. Does it mean that Fu Mingqing succeeded in crossing the tribulation?In other words, Fu Mingqing is now a fairy god, right?How could this make Fu Anliu not curious.

"Do you recognize this Fu Mingqing?"

"There are portraits of Fu Ming and Qing surviving in the Dao of Heavenly Masters. They were all painted by contemporary masters at that time. They are [-] to [-]% similar to me. If you see me, you should be able to recognize it."

To put it bluntly, the ancient portraits are different from the current sketches and portraits. They are more or less freehand in them, and they are somewhat less like real people.

Yin Ming pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay, you stay in the devil city for now, and when Fu Anliu comes next time, you can meet him and see if he is one of your celestial masters."

If the other party is really Fu Anliu, then how can the person who failed the celestial master's way to cross the catastrophe become a fairy god? This is worth talking about.

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"Did it come? What did they say?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, the two from the Underworld agreed, and asked me to tell you that as long as you keep your word, they will naturally not break the contract."

Zi Che Ruozhi, who was standing with his back to Fu Mingqing, looked at the cloud-shrouded and fairyland-like Fuxi Mountain outside the window, and tapped his fingers on the wooden window sill again and again.

The Fuxi Mountain he saw in his field of vision at this time is different from the Fuxi Mountain that is displayed in front of everyone not far away. In his eyes, Fuxi Mountain is completely a desolate and dead mountain. There are no spirit grass and fairy trees on the mountain. , Some are blue-black mottled traces as if they were polluted by unknown mountains.

Even after hundreds of thousands of years, the smell of corruption on Fuxi Mountain is still so disgusting.This scene that outsiders cannot see is the true face of Mount Fuxi in the Dharma-ending era.

This is a world that is even more unacceptable than the appearance recorded by the Xuanzu with the Shadow Stone.

Looking back from a distance, Zi Che Ruozhi closed his eyes, as if he wanted to wash away what he saw, and turned his head sideways to look at Fu Mingqing who was kneeling on one knee.

"Okay, you can go back and rest. As for the remaining fragments of the Wangxiang Terrace, I will let No. 147 do the work."

"Yes, I understand."

Just when Fu Mingqing answered and wanted to leave, Zi Che Ruozhi stopped him, and at this time Zi Che Ruozhi also walked in front of him, only a short distance away from him.

When Fu Mingqing raised his head to look at Zi Che Ruozhi, Zi Che Ruozhi stretched out his hand and slid across his face. Following Zi Che Ruozhi's movement, Fu Mingqing's brushed face shone brightly, and traces of cracks emerged. Come out, this is a glass-like surface.

Zi Che Ruozhi's hand can make the cracks on the glaze disappear gradually, and become extremely smooth again, just like a fine work of art.

But compared to the face of this work of art, what is hidden under the glazed face is a face that has been somewhat rotten.

"Your mood swings are a bit big this time. You know, this will quickly reduce your time of existence. Don't think about the past."

After helping Fu Mingqing repair the damage on his face, Zi Che Ruozhi warned Fu Mingqing in a soft voice.

Fu Mingqing opened his mouth, finally nodded without saying anything, bowed and retreated under Zi Che Ruozhi's gesture.

When he was the only one left in the room, Zi Che Ruozhi sighed and murmured: "There are not many mirror puppets left, and no one can ascend again in a hundred years, let alone replenish mirror puppets. Your cooperation is the last chance, if Liuying cannot be reincarnated, what is the point of me sacrificing the entire legacy of the fairy world..."

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Here in the Demon City, Feng Chuyou's busy work was proceeding in an orderly manner. Before the Xuanjingshi and Wangxiangtai fragments were sent by the two parties, Feng Chuyou's full attention was put on the matter of returning the Bianhua to its ancestors. .

Although with the help of Yinling Hongjing, Feng Chuyou still found a problem after two days of nurturing.

The Bianhua of this era is really too fragile, even the most vigorous Bianhua among them can't stand the scour of Yin Lingqi, and it has turned into fly ash before it has transformed.

"What's wrong? It shouldn't be."

Looking at a Bianhua flower that was flying to ashes again, Feng Chuyou stopped the action of urging the red crystal of the Yin spirit. The entire flower field, hundreds of plants, had been destroyed by Feng Chuyou in just two days. If the flower market doesn't send flowers again, he will be in a situation where there are no flowers to use.

Rolling up his trousers and squatting in the flower field, Feng Chuyou's mind was racing with thoughts, one plan after another was quickly formed in his mind, but it was not long before Feng Chuyou abandoned him like a shoe.

I don't know how long it took before Feng Chuyou breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the flower field.

"It seems that we still have to start from the most fundamental place."

Speaking of which, Feng Chuyou raised his hand to uproot a blooming Bianhua from the ground, and focused all his attention on the root system of the Bianhua. His divine sense came out, and he outlined something on the root system of the Bianhua like a needle thread.

This is very troublesome, but it has to be done, just because the current Bianhua is too fragile to bear any energy at all, even if this energy is a great tonic for Bianhua, this should be the so-called emptiness that cannot be replenished.

When the new Bianhua was delivered, Feng Chuyou hadn't finished carving the roots of the remaining Bianhua in the flower field, but because of the familiar movements, the speed was much faster than when carving the first Bianhua.

After carving the root system of the last Bianhua left in the flower field, Feng Chuyou replanted the Bianhua whose root system he had processed in the ground according to certain rules, and waited for the new Bianhua to grow on the old Bianhua. After being planted in the middle.

The Bianhua flower that Feng Chuyou carved the root system before will form a formation, and the root system of the newly planted Bianhua flower will also be changed.

"Wait two days, come back in two days and try again. There are some things that you really can't be lazy. If you are lazy, you have to waste a lot of things, hey."

During the waiting time, Feng Chuyou really had nothing to do, so he went directly to the busy Yin Ming who was in a state of desperation.

After entering the City God's Hall, I heard Yin Ming, who was seated above him, assigning tasks to the Black and White Wuchang, Bull Head Horse Face, Day and Night Youshen, and Cui Jue who were standing below.

At first, he thought that some key task was being promulgated, but after listening to it, Feng Chuyou realized that it was not something he imagined at work, but a training assessment?

Continuing to listen, Feng Chuyou heard that this training assessment is not only for those who have recently become ghost soldiers, but also for those who have met with Yin Ming before, such as the office workers in the financial building. people.

Feng Chuyou listened to him silently. He would usually not interfere in such matters concerning the decision of the underworld. Unless Yin Ming asked him, otherwise the division of labor between the two of them was generally very clear, and neither of them would intervene. meddling in other people's affairs.

Just like when he wanted to build something new in the underworld on a whim, Yin Ming also wouldn't bother, and when he made it out, Yin Ming would try his best to make the best use of what he made.

Generally speaking, if he wants to toss something on a whim, it must be an instruction in the dark, and it is also the direction that the underworld should go in the future. In today's words, it is a system upgrade, but how things will work after the upgrade is completed. It's about Yin Ming.

After Yin Ming and a group of yin gods finished discussing, Feng Chuyou walked up to Yin Ming and sat down. The bored Feng Chuyou urged: "Why hasn't Xuanjing arrived yet? Do you want someone to rush you?" Urge?"