snake coffin

Chapter 996

I didn't expect to see Tai Yi in Ming Xu's body, and I felt a little nervous for a while.

For him, I didn't feel that uncontrollable feeling when I saw the snake.

There are no other emotions, but he is very sober.

But the more so, the more nervous.

When I was in Xigui back then, I wanted to see him and asked about the identity of this body, but he refused to see me.

Even Mu Qi deliberately said a lot of things to stimulate him, but he didn't show up.

Why is he in Mingxu's memory...

wrong!

I looked at the smiling Tai Yi, this is not a memory, it is like...

"The weather is the soul, and the earth's energy is the soul. On the other hand, the Xuanfang is a house everywhere. Keep it and don't lose it, and you can pass through the One. The essence of the One is connected to the way of heaven." I saw that it was exactly the same as Moxiu, but I smiled Yingying, who seems to be bearish about everything.

Said in a deep voice: "You taught Ming Chongyan the Tai Yi art, and let his family use it to open up a sect, in order to pass on the Tai Yi art."

This thing of divine thoughts is very wonderful.

If there is no spiritual sense to detect the void, then the Tai Yi magic he has learned is just a spell.

But now that I've checked, Tai Yi naturally knows about his Ming family's accumulation of perception over the years.

As soon as the divine sense probed, he could perceive it instantly.

This is not Mingxu's memory, but the real Taiyi...

No wonder Xigui's spiritual consciousness didn't want to see me, but now he suddenly appeared here.

Because the spiritual consciousness that returned to the west still retained the memory of the original owner when he died, so he did not want to see the original owner.

But now the Heavenly Emperor Taiyi has experienced tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, and perhaps he has put aside the things that happened back then.

I stared at him because there were so many questions and I didn’t know where to start.

And facing his face, which seemed to be indifferent to everything, it seemed that asking him anything would be... disrespectful.

"Ha!" I suddenly felt that whether it was the way of heaven or the will of the gods, it was really funny.

For example, the illusion technique of the innate people, once used, can change the memory of all people who have seen it. Only those who are stronger than Madam Long like Moxiu and Awen can see through it.

Mu Qi's eyes are gentle and can charm all creatures he looks at.

Taiyi is also like this. Just looking at him, I feel a kind of respect from the bottom of my heart.

I wish I could lower my head and raise my hands, listen to his arrangements, and do whatever he says.

In front of these gods, human beings really may not even have their own thoughts.

"He Yue." Tai Yi took a step towards me, and said softly, "You are fine now, don't think about the past anymore. You have to remember that you are the mother god of this world, don't break through the prohibition of heaven."

"I don't want to break through the heavenly prohibition, but Mu Qi and the others won't let it. You are very capable. You have solved Mu Qi, Godmother, and Ah Entropy. I will immediately abandon my spiritual sense and live an ordinary life." I stared at Tai Yi, looking at the face exactly like Mo Xiu, and said angrily.

But Taiyi still just looked at me with a low smile, slowly raised his hand and pointed towards my forehead.

I wanted to avoid him, but when he raised his hand, I found that my hands, feet, and thoughts seemed to be all imprisoned.

In other words, even the thought of resistance just flashed by and disappeared in an instant.

"Everything in this world is tied to your heart. It is because of you that I have a chance to survive. Everything started because of you, so naturally it is up to you to solve it." Tai Yi still had a slight smile on his face.

His fingertip pointed towards my forehead: "If you want to record the gods of this world, go ahead. This book is reserved for you."

I only felt a slight warmth on my forehead, followed by a warm yellow light flashing in front of my eyes, instantly covering my whole body.

The method of recording the gods flooded into my mind instantly, it was extremely clear, as if it was already in my memory.

"Master He?" Mingxu's voice came next to him.

I hurriedly opened my eyes to look, and saw Ming Xu looking at me nervously: "Do you want to probe my memory with divine sense now?"

He stared at me nervously with confusion on his face.

I looked at him: "I've already checked it out."

But I felt a little regretful in my heart. If I had known that Taiyi would leave so quickly, I would have asked who the original owner was no matter what.

Otherwise, at the beginning, Long Qixu and the others said one thing, Hu Yise said the other, and Mu Qi also said the same thing, so I don't know who is true and who is false.

"Ah? So fast? Why didn't I feel it?" Mingxu looked confused.

I stretched out my hand towards him: "Give me the paper."

The paper used in the Ming Dynasty was specially made, and the production methods were complicated. There were instructions on what trees to use, what water to use, how long to soak, how long to pound, how to pulp it, and how to dry it.

I am a handicapped party, and I feel that folding paper is already very troublesome, let alone starting from paper making.

Mingxu quickly gave me the paper he was carrying. He studied the art of illusion very well, and he was probably better than Chaosheng.

If it wasn't for him having a higher status than Chao Sheng, I'm afraid that he was the one who went to Bashan to discuss the so-called saving the world, not Chao Sheng.

As expected, the people in Xuanmen still had great reservations about attacking the Feng family.

I took the paper and quickly folded the paper in half based on my memory and the method in my mind, and then used my nails to pinch out scale marks.

Origami is three-dimensional, and it is more realistic than painting, so origami is easier to succeed in recording.

Mingxu sat on the side, glanced at me, and carefully reminded: "Is this the recording of Lord Snake? Does Master He have something about Lord Snake? Did Master He really remember and see this recording technique in my mind?" ?”

He is obviously skeptical, or he didn't feel that I was exploring his divine sense, so he is not sure that I have learned it.

"I have Moxiu's heart in me, does it matter?" I glanced at Mingxu, and folded quickly.

"This is something like real scales, feathers, horns, etc., something that is really tainted with aura. Although we all know that Lord Snake's true heart lies with Patriarch He, this is illusory. It has not been stained with Snake Lord's aura, nor does it contain Snake Lord's essence and blood. , the recording is not possible." Mingxu looked nervous and looked at me carefully.

I was afraid of making me angry, and also afraid that I misunderstood the meaning of recording.

Nervously said: "I heard that Lord Snake has the scales of Lord Snake, why don't we ask Master Snake for a few pieces of Lord Snake's scales? How about pulling some of Lord Snake's hair?"

"It's safe to record in this way." Mingxu said it really carefully.

I just remembered that he didn't know that I really had Mo Xiu's heart inside me.

But also, such a thing as heart-changing is relatively unimaginable for people in the Taoist sect.

"Bai Wei and Ah Guai are gone." I kept folding the paper.

Mingxu immediately froze, and then said to me cautiously: "Is the Snake King still outside? Since the enemy is at hand, the head of the He family has always been upright. I don't think he will do it because of his children's affair..."

"He's gone too." I pinched the scales with a toilet paper, then folded the snake's head, leaned on my nails, and pinched out the eyes.

Using origami and paper carving at the same time, a lifelike big snake was folded in a short time.

It's just that the paper is white, and it can't show Moxiu's presence or absence.

I'm not sure if it can be done, but I still follow the method that Taiyi personally tapped into my mind, bite my finger, and gently draw the finger blood along the origami snake's body all over the snake's body.

At the same time, he used his spiritual thoughts to gather on the origami, thinking about how Mo Xiu transformed into a snake body.

"This..." Mingxu stared at me drawing blood on the paper, and said in a low voice, "Snake Lord and Patriarch He seem to have no blood relationship. Why don't Patriarch He try to break the little Snake Lord?"

The folded snake, stained with my blood, lay in the palm of my hand without even moving.

"This really won't work." Mingxu sighed deeply, and said in a low voice: "Why don't we call Taoist Master He Shou back, at least I just folded two black turtles, or what Taoist Master He Shou said, fold a hundred and eighty Ten, can trap Ah Entropy?"

I glanced at him and frowned, staring at the snake's body painted with blood on my hand.

Could it be that Taichi came out on purpose just to lie to me?
Or, because of his relationship with Tai Yi, Mo Xiu's godhead is too high, so it can't be recorded in this world?

(End of this chapter)