Chapter 2887

Lu Shi frowned, his expression flickering.

The Dragon Demon Emperor sighed: "In the long river of fate, no matter how unimaginable things happen, they will not be surprising."

He looked into the distance with his obscure eyes, and said in a daze: "Since the prehistoric era, there has been a saying in the long river of fate——"

"In the face of fate, everyone is a prisoner!"

"What demon ancestors, what are you going against the sky, let your strength reach the sky, as long as you can't escape the shackles of fate, you will be played by fate!

As he said that, the Demon King Yinglong pointed to the earth, "It is rumored that this place was transformed by the state of mind of a demon ancestor in the prehistoric era. This powerful existence is comparable to your Heavenly Emperor in the Eternal Heaven Realm, but he didn't die in the world." here?"

"After a long time, even his remains have been reduced to the foundation stone of Lingbao Tiancheng, how sad!"

Lu Shi nodded slightly, and said, "Knowing fate and not accepting fate is the most fundamental meaning of practice. On the eternal road, everyone is comprehending fate and fighting against fate. In the end, it is all to transcend fate."

As he spoke, he seemed to lose interest in the conversation, and his figure flashed and landed from the top of the stele.

Then, he took out a pen from his cuff.

This pen is very strange, it looks like an ordinary writing brush, but the tip of the pen is like a sharp sword edge, the chopsticks are thick and thin, and the whole body is polished like a translucent dark blue suet jade.

As Lu Shi lightly tapped the tip of his pen on a severely worn Taoist text on the surface of the stele, an incredible scene appeared——

The tip of the pen, which is as sharp as the blade of a sword, bloomed a chaotic rain of light, like a flower bud blooming, covering the Taoist text.

Then, strands of dao light intertwined, outlining a complete character on the severely worn dao text.

The figure of the Demon Emperor Yinglong quietly appeared. Although he had seen this "brilliant brushwork" scene more than once, when he saw it again, he was still deeply amazed!

During the past two days, Lu Shi relied on this mysterious pen to outline the complete handwriting one by one on the indistinctly written stone tablet.

That miraculous method made Ying Long Yaohuang feel emotional many times.

He once asked, and only then did he know that the pen name is the Origin Pen, which is said to be a chaotic object born in the fairy world.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure that the Dao text inscribed on this stone tablet is related to the clue of the secret key of myriad calamities?"

Lu Shin let out a hum, he stared intently at the stele, and drew flowers one by one with the origin pen.

The speed is very slow, and every time he successfully outlines a long-disappeared daoist, Lu Shi needs to take a rest.

It's not that he is weak, but that using the "Origin Brush" consumes the power of his state of mind and soul.

In particular, the stone tablet is very special, it is an old antique left over from the prehistoric era, and the inscriptions engraved on it are all full of the original and ancient charm of the avenue.

It is not enough to just restore its shape, it is also necessary to condense the true meaning of Daowen, so as to comprehend its profound meaning.

During these two days, Lu Shi worked hard without any delay, and only "recovered" more than a hundred words.

And this stone tablet is a thousand feet high, and there are more than ten places where Daoist texts are inscribed. According to Lu Shi's visual inspection, all the Daoist texts on the stone tablet must have at least a thousand words!

According to this speed, it means that it will take more than ten days to recover all the Taoist texts on the stone tablet.

However, there is no rush.

"I just don't know where the peacock demon emperor is now."

Ying Long Yaohuang suddenly said, "I always feel that that girl may have already acted before us."

Lu Shi said: "Don't worry, with that part of the feather, you won't have to worry about finding her, and I'm sure, even if she has the clue of the 'Secret Key of Myriad Tribulations', it will not be difficult to find it."

"Otherwise, she would have acted long ago, and there is no need to wait until now."

Ying Long Yaohuang nodded.

Lu Shihu said: "The one who should be on guard is the Hongye demon emperor. This guy can deduce his fate and spy on me. He is definitely not a good person."

Ying Long Yaohuang squinted his eyes, and immediately made a decision, "I'm here to issue an order, to touch the situation around that old thing, and see if I can find some clues!"

Lu Shi stopped talking and concentrated on restoring the Taoist text on the stone tablet.

...

The source of evil is outside the dirty soil.

Su Yi was still moving forward, not in a hurry to enter the evil source of filth.

Along the way, apart from meeting the blood-robed green-haired man, he also encountered some other monsters one after another.

Many of them exude the aura of the demon king, and they are intimidating.

When they saw Su Yi, these demon kings just took a look and then ignored them, making no effort to hide their disdain.

A guy who only dares to walk a distance of three thousand feet outside the evil source is not worth paying attention to at all.

Su Yi felt very sorry.

In his eyes, those demon kings are like walking natal characters. If he can catch more, maybe he can completely open the first page of the fate book!

Along the way, he even wanted those demon kings to be more domineering and fierce. It would be even better if they could take the initiative to trouble him.

It's a pity, so far, I haven't met a goal that can satisfy Su Yi's wish.

Um?

Soon, Su Yi narrowed his eyes.

He saw a demon emperor!

That person was dressed in a black python robe, with a tall figure and a pair of purple eyes. He was the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor, one of the four city lords of Lingbao Tiancheng.

At this time, the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor was wandering around the evil source of dirt with a group of subordinates, and he did not know what he was plotting.

When he noticed Su Yi's appearance, a demon king with long red hair shouted immediately, "What are you looking at, get out!"

Su Yi smiled nonchalantly, turned around and left.

In the city before, he had inquired about a lot of news and got portraits of some important people.

Among them, there are not only four city lords, but also some powerful demon kings worth noting.

The red-haired demon king is one of them, titled "Wan Sulfur", he is a general under the command of the thousand-handed demon king.

When there is an opportunity in the future, Su Yi will talk to this "Wan Sulfur Demon King" about how the word "roll" is written.

And not long after Su Yi left, the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor received a secret letter——

The Demon King Mosang is dead!

It was just found out that the death of Demon King Mosang was related to Demon King Xiaoyue!

This matter was personally confirmed by Zihu Suicun.

After reading the news, the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor almost couldn't believe it.

Xiaoyue and Mosang are both his subordinates, how could Xiaoyue kill Mosang?

"Go and check this matter again, check all the people related to this matter, and don't let anyone go!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor issued an order.

He didn't believe at all that Xiaoyue would kill Mosang!

And following the order of the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor, Zihu Shuijun's mansion in Lingbao Tiancheng was completely surrounded.

Zihu Shuijun was so frightened that his ghosts froze, he told the whole story, and dared not hide anything at all.

Then, the people of the Thousand Hands Demon Emperor followed the vine and found Wei E.

Poor Wei E has just returned from the filthy soil of the evil source, and is about to go to a place known for its performances but not its own body to relax. Whoever thought that he was hijacked halfway.

After that, he was brought in front of the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor in a daze.

Because he was the only one who had seen Su Yi, and it was he who led Su Yi to Zihu Shuijun's mansion.

There was no need for interrogation at all. When facing the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor, Wei E did it very spinelessly.

With snot and tears, he told his grievances, and scolded Wang Zhiwu for his despicableness and shamelessness.

"You said, but this person?"

The Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor took out a portrait, and it was Wang Zhiwu who was painted on it.

And this portrait was provided by Zihu Shuijun.

"Exactly!"

Wei E nodded hastily like a chicken pecking rice.

He actually hid some truths.

For example, Wang Zhiwu is not the real Wang Zhiwu, for example, the fake Wang Zhiwu has already turned into another appearance.

But, since the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't say much!

"My lord, I have seen this Wang Zhiwu before!"

Suddenly, the red-haired "Wan Sulfur Demon King" said, "A few hours ago, this person went all the way to the north."

The Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor thought for a while, and said without hesitation: "Go, go and see this beast, no matter what his reason is, you must ask for an explanation!"

The words were full of murderous intent.

In this Lingbao Tiancheng, he dared to touch his demon king, so Wang Zhiwu felt impatient?

"Master, how to deal with this person?"

Wan Sulfur Demon King pointed to Wei E who had been paralyzed on the ground by fright.

Wei E was so nervous that his heart hung in his throat, secretly thinking that if his life was really in danger, he might as well sell that fake Wang Zhiwu completely, he couldn't die because of him, but he didn't have anything to do, right?

Since we have been called brothers and sisters, we have to share weal and woe!

"Take him and go find Wang Zhiwu!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor said, "If you can't find it, then execute him. If you can find it, give him a way to survive."

Wei E immediately refrained from the idea of ​​betraying Su Yi, as long as he can save his life for the time being, it's just a matter of taking one step at a time!

Immediately, the Thousand-Handed Demon Emperor took a group of subordinates and Wei E, and rushed forward in a murderous manner.

at the same time--

Just when Su Yi was thinking about whether to go into the evil source and filthy soil to find out, he was startled suddenly.

In the distance, there was a figure approaching.

Dressed in gray clothes, he has a handsome face, with a carefree look on his brows and eyes.

At the same time, the gray-clothed boy also saw Su Yi, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Wang Zhiwu?"

"Lu Shi?"

Su Yi and Wang Zhiwu spoke in unison.

"Why are you here?"

Su Yi calmed down, believing that he was pretending to be Lu Shi.

"Why are you here?"

Wang Zhiwu frowned.

Lu Shi, a mysterious guy, is said to be backed by a heavenly emperor. There are also rumors that standing behind Lu Shi is a transcendent force related to the Taoist lineage.

Whether it is true or not, no one knows.

Wang Zhiwu had never been to God's Domain, so he knew very well how Lu Shi, Di'e and others teamed up to deal with Su Yi.

Speaking of which, Wang Zhiwu had never known Su Yi before, so naturally he didn't like Lu Shi very much.

"I, of course, came here for the secret key of myriad calamities."

Su Yi laughed, looking very frank, "Don't you also come here for this thing?"

Wang Zhiwu said coldly, "Young bastard, laugh at me! Do I know you very well?"——