Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 725: The Conspiracy of the Six Saints and the Death of the Three Emperors

"His Majesty!"

Li Daoxuan was refreshed, and his voice was inevitably filled with excitement.

I don't know how long I have been sinking in this dark ocean, and no matter how strong my will is, it will be tortured. At this time, I can see a familiar face, and it is inevitable to be extremely excited.

But Li Daoxuan was Li Daoxuan after all. He climbed onto the bamboo raft and looked at Li Shimin with a hint of vigilance.

Is he really still Li Shimin?
Li Shimin seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Taichong, don't be nervous, I'm still me, I just remembered some memories from my previous life."

"Should I call you His Majesty, or Emperor Ziwei?"

Li Daoxuan tentatively said.

When Li Shimin passed away, Li Daoxuan did not see his three souls leave the body, but disappeared directly, leaving only an empty shell.

At that time, Li Daoxuan speculated that Li Shimin was most likely the reincarnation of the North Pole Emperor Zhongtian Ziwei, and his incarnation should be a very critical link in the layout of the saints.

In other words, the entire Li Tang is the core of the layout.

Li Shimin smiled slightly and said, "Taichong, what matters is not who I am, but who you are."

Li Daoxuan was startled and did not understand the meaning of his words.

Li Shimin pointed around and said: "This is the dojo of Amitabha, the ferry that leads all sentient beings to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. In order to help all sentient beings survive the catastrophe, this ancient Buddha voluntarily died, leaving this place isolated from the three realms and ten directions, and became a A very special place.”

"Time here is completely still, and its water can illuminate all the past lives of gods and Buddhas. The most important thing is that it will not be noticed by Him and can tell you the final truth."

Li Shimin had a hint of emotion in his eyes.

"In this game, the first chess piece began to fall 3 years ago, and now, it has finally reached the last piece."

There were waves in Li Daoxuan's heart.

Amitabha is a very low-key figure in Buddhism. It is said that he is the incarnation of a Western saint and is responsible for guiding all living beings to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

His strength is even higher than Tathagata Buddha, but in order to set up this situation, he voluntarily died?
Amitabha Buddha died in the Taoist temple, so that the Taoist temple that was supposed to welcome all living beings has become a dangerous place that is not tolerated by the three realms and ten directions.

Even a powerful immortal like Li Daoxuan will be drowned by life and death when his soul reaches this place, and he will never be reincarnated.

"What exactly is this game?"

Li Shimin sighed softly and said: "Originally, when you were cultivating the Heavenly Immortal Realm, Taiqing Tianzun should have brought you to this place and told you personally, but who knew that he woke up early and Tianzun had to fall into a deep sleep, so he could only Let me tell you."

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he remembered that the old Heavenly Master once said that when he breaks through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, an old friend will come to tell him.

It turns out that old friend is Li Shimin!
"Taichong, look down."

After hearing this, Li Daoxuan looked towards the water from the bamboo raft, but it was still very dark and he couldn't see clearly.

Li Shimin turned the green lantern in his hand downwards, and the light shone on the water. It changed instantly, and a picture began to appear in the water.

"This lamp is what the ancient Buddha Deng Deng transformed into after his death. It can unlock the secrets of this world."

"Taichong, go and take a good look at the truth of it all."

……

Fire Cloud Cave.

This is the dojo of the three emperors of the human race. The emperor Fuxi, the earth emperor Shennong, and the human emperor Xuanyuan all live in seclusion here. They are enshrined by the human race and respected by thousands of immortals.

But at this moment, these three peerless experts, who were only one step away from the saints, looked at the broken tortoise shell in front of them with pale faces.

That is Fuxi's Hetu Luoshu, which is the origin of the Xiantian Bagua. It is said that it contains all the mysteries of the universe. The Emperor Fuxi realized the Xiantian Bagua by looking at this armor.

But at this moment, the tortoise shell shattered, just because Fuxi used it to make a fortune.

"A great evil, ten deaths but no life..."

Fu Xi spoke slowly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked forward, and said: "Saints, your plan... will not succeed."

If anyone else is here at this moment, they will definitely be surprised, because sitting in the Fire Cloud Cave are not only the three emperors of the human race, but also the six supreme saints!
The sage Taiqing sat on a futon of water and fire, holding a Tai Chi diagram, lowering his eyes and saying nothing.

Yuanshi Tianzun held the jade Ruyi in his hand and his eyes were solemn.

The leader of Tongtian Cult quietly stroked his Qingping Sword with a stern look on his face.

Nuwa's eyes looked pitiful and she sighed softly.The two sages in the West looked at each other and could see each other's sad faces.

The six saints gathered together, and the atmosphere was so heavy. It was all related to the hexagram.

After a long while, Saint Taiqing, who was vaguely the head of the Six Saints, finally spoke.

"This is an unprecedented catastrophe. Even saints like us cannot avoid it. We are in danger of falling. Although we have put aside our past grudges and planned together, we still cannot come up with a solution."

All the saints were silent.

They had discussed for thousands of years and thought they had come up with a solution. They came to Fuxi to verify it, but the hexagram turned out to be ten deaths and no life.

There are specialties in the art, and even a saint who claims to be omniscient may not dare to say that he can beat the Emperor Fuxi who is in charge of Hetu Luoshu in the way of divination and calculation.

Especially in this kind of catastrophe involving themselves, even saints will be fascinated by the tribulation energy.

But what they didn't expect was that the perfect strategy they had made great sacrifices to formulate turned out to be the hexagram of ten deaths and no life.

Is there really no way?

Fuxi let out a long sigh and said: "I admire the plan of the saints. I am willing to give up this broken body to calculate the chance of survival for the saints."

Hearing this, the Six Saints' eyes moved slightly.

No one spoke, or in other words, they were all waiting for Fuxi to say this, but no one was willing to speak first.

Even Empress Nuwa, who had a brother-sister relationship with Fuxi, had a look of intolerance in her eyes, but she just turned away without saying a word.

Under the catastrophe, there is no way to complete the egg.

Even herself...

The Earth Emperor Shennong sighed softly and said: "I'm here to help fellow Taoist."

He put his hand on Fu Xi's body and gave all his cultivation and merits to Fu Xi without hesitation. Within a moment, his hair turned white and he closed his eyes like rotten wood.

Click!

The Shennong Cauldron let out a mournful cry and split automatically.

The Human Emperor Xuanyuan laughed loudly. He took out the Xuanyuan Sword and said, "Let's go. Tens of thousands of years later, maybe you will welcome a new master."

After all, he couldn't bear to let his beloved sword be destroyed.

Xuanyuan Sword turned into golden light and flew away. Xuanyuan clan laughed loudly and showed his heroic spirit, and gave his magic power and merit to Fuxi clan.

At this moment, Fuxi gathered the power of the three emperors of the human race and briefly reached the realm of a saint. He had no time to remember the passing of his brother, but instead put the broken Hetu Luoshu back together and began to tell fortunes.

The merit and mana on his body were consumed rapidly, and he became older and older. After an unknown period of time, the tortoise shell that he had forcibly put together suddenly exploded, and the entire Fire Cloud Cave world was shaking violently.

Fuxi's eyes brightened instantly, as if he had seen the one escaping and found the only hope of life in the endless death energy.

However, when he opened his mouth to speak, his tongue fell off, and when he stretched out his hand to write, his fingers fell off. At this moment, his mana was exhausted and he could not transmit sounds.

The vitality was quickly cut off, and tears of blood shed from his eyes, as if he saw thousands of creatures being annihilated in the catastrophe.

At this moment, he was filled with reluctance. He knew clearly that there was a glimmer of hope, but he couldn't tell it.

The saints had already taken action to try to save him, but Fuxi seemed to have a terrible curse that even the saints could not remove.

Fuxi was exhausted.

The Three Emperors of Fire Cloud Cave fell.

There was a layer of gloom in the hearts of all the saints. Fuxi had clearly seen something just now, but unfortunately he did not say it in the end.

The curse was imposed on him, and the way of heaven came back to bite him. Even his telepathy was useless.

At this moment, Empress Nuwa's voice sounded, and there was a hint of unspeakable sadness in the calmness.

"I think I know what my brother wants to say."

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(End of this chapter)