Chapter 1305 Beidou Direction

In a brief moment of astonishment, Meng Qi saw Liu Luo transform into a beam of light, rising from the ruined palace floating in the void, and heading towards the imperial carriage formed by the ancient Big Dipper.

Go?

Towards the "Emperor of Heaven" on tour?

Fear of being late?

Worried about missing the Big Dipper's carriage?

As thoughts came to mind, Meng Qi caught a glimpse of inspiration, and without thinking too much, he followed the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady" to escape towards the noble figure that was solitary, powerful, mysterious and lonely. The closer he got, the more he could feel the time was like a knife, and the timeless indifference of aging. This is the constant truth, this is the "Tao".

Time settled, as if condensing layer after layer of water barrier. Meng Qi penetrated it and felt a sense of vicissitudes of a hundred years in an instant, and then paused and slowed down. He saw only black and white. If it were not for his own infinite chaos, which had made some progress and proved the illusory road, collapsed into the void, and curled up in time, he would be lost here forever and turned into the dust of the years.

However, even so, the strong breath sweeping around still made Meng Qi tremble physically and mentally. Even if he turned his Yuanxin and cut off the corresponding thoughts, he still couldn't control it. As he went deeper, he gradually felt dizzy and unconscious.

At this moment, a sound of metal clashing came from the Big Dipper, like the seal of chimes, echoing endlessly, clear and refreshing, making Meng Qi's natural aura suddenly clear, as if he woke up from a dream in the sea of ​​suffering, and finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The ancient Big Dipper spans the void, gleaming with vast and brilliant light, as if it has a real projection in different universes and real worlds. It is shaped like a bucket, and pure white light rises, forming a sacred and majestic supreme canopy. Waves of water rush from top to bottom in front of the eyes, while the tall and powerful figure inside is empty and hazy, vague, and illusory. "Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady" Liu Luo has boarded the carriage and stood beside it.

The waves of time and water seemed to be non-existent. Meng Qi passed through it easily and landed opposite Liu Luo. While looking up at the shadow of the Emperor of Heaven whose face could not be seen clearly, he said with emotion: "Ancient gods like you will not let go of nothing."

He has always wondered why Liu Luo lit the lamps in the ruined palace. It is ridiculous to say that blessing cannot replace itself, and it is even more ridiculous to say that it illuminates the surroundings. At this level, who still relies on external forces to see things?

There seems to be no other explanation except nostalgia!

Until now, he finally understood that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady used candlelight as a beacon to point the direction of the Beidou chariot and "summon" it to come!

Liu Luo's elegant and celestial aura remained unchanged, and he said in a soft voice: "This place is connected to a large area of ​​nothingness, and there is no road to speak of. If you don't rely on the Beidou chariot, even if you don't get lost in the erosion of darkness, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the remaining useful places."

"What do you mean?" Meng Qi keenly tasted the hidden meaning in Liu Luo's words.

Liu Luo said calmly: "The Emperor of Heaven has his own route when he goes out, and the Beidou points to it, which can be heard by the world. Moreover, if this place is completely damaged and there is no residue, the Beidou phantom and the remaining traces of the Emperor of Heaven will lose their support and disappear completely."

"In other words, the starting points of the Emperor of Heaven's tour route may still be preserved. We can get there by riding the Beidou chariot?" Meng Qi said.

Beidou is the chariot, and the direction remains unchanged!

At this time, this ancient star chariot that is so huge that it exceeds imagination quickly passed through the nothingness, and it is unknown where it is traveling.

Jiu Tian Xuan Nu nodded and said: "This world is damaged, Bei Dou's carriage can't go out, and it will return when it reaches the edge. We may be lucky enough to reach the starting point of the Emperor's tour."

The Emperor of Heaven certainly didn't go to the top of the Nine Heavens when he went out in the past!

At this point, Liu Luo smiled slightly: "What I said just now, 'I'm afraid it's too late', one is that I'm worried that the Demon Buddha and Ran Deng will come to their senses, taste that the Emperor of Heaven is just a trace, and return to fight again, and the other is that I'm worried that after missing it, I don't know when the Bei Dou's carriage will return."

She was not surprised that Ran Deng and the Demon Buddha were frightened away. Ran Deng originally suspected that the Emperor of Heaven had a backup plan and suspected that it was related to Jiu Tian Xuan Nu. When encountering this situation, feeling this clarity, and seeing the Bei Dou carriage approaching at a rapid speed, how dare he stay, spy and delay? It's okay if it's fake, but what if it's true?

Isn't this a joke with his own life and his Taoism?

Below the other side, Ran Deng has no power to resist. If he misses the chance to escape, he can only pray to God.

Under such circumstances, it is better to believe it than not to believe it. It is right to save yourself first. Only a fool would risk his life to test the other side!

As for the Demon Buddha, although he is from the other side, he can only reveal a little power at present, showing people with a phantom. He has knowledge, but his vision is not supported by the corresponding realm and strength. How can he see the clues with the help of the spirituality of the reincarnation seal? More importantly, his predecessor was the Thunder God, who betrayed the ancient creation of the Emperor of Heaven. When he met this bitter master, he would always be a little short of breath.

However, with their ability, it is only a matter of time before they react, and they must leave as soon as possible.

Meng Qi looked at the vague shadow of the Emperor again, feeling the terrifying and eternal might and erosion, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"The remaining traces alone are so powerful. What kind of style did the Emperor have when he dominated the ancient times..."

At the same time, he laughed: "Liuluo, you really know this place. You even know that the shadow of Beidou's carriage remains."

Liuluo said with a faint smile: "Before the immortal world disappeared and disappeared, before the True Lord Qingyuan Miaodao closed the top layer, as a remaining god in the heaven, how could I not have been here? It's just that the war had just ended not long ago, and the aftermath was still very terrifying. I didn't dare to go deeper and delayed until now."

While the two were talking, the Beidou chariot was carrying a vast light, cruising in the void. The surroundings were dark and deep, with nothing in sight. There were no road signs to determine the direction, which made people feel lost involuntarily.

After Meng Qi asked Jiu Tian Xuan Nu about many things in the fairy world, he calmed down, sat cross-legged on the chariot, breathing in the breath of the traces of the Emperor of Heaven, and comprehended and experienced the wonders of time and the wonders of the three lives.

After an unknown amount of time, a light suddenly rose in the dark and empty front, as if it had turned into turbid river water, rolling up thousands of layers of turbid waves, twisting and turning, and rushing endlessly.

"Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation." Liu Luo whispered.

Meng Qi opened his eyes and looked intently, only to see Yun Xiao, who was mature and elegant, like a peony in a Taoist robe, Qiong Xiao, who was gentle and beautiful, wearing a palace dress, and the agile green skirt, and the elegant and fierce Bi Xiao, each of them raised five waves of clear air, supporting the Hunyuan Golden Bowl and laying out the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation.

And within the formation, the auspicious cloud was hanging high, and three lotuses released millions of rays, some were green and simple, heavy and overturned, some were purple and illusory, some were yang without yin, pure and inaction, struggling to support.

"Brother Guangcheng..." Meng Qi's expression suddenly became solemn.

This chapter has fewer words. Looking at the time, I'll update it first. I'll try to write more in the next chapter