The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Chapter 179

The spring thunder exploded, the spring rain was lingering, and the spring flowers were falling. Chu Fengge stood in front of the window and let go of his consciousness. He felt the villagers worshiping in the rain dancing in the temple, while Jumang hid his body and sat on the altar. Interesting to watch.

After the singing and dancing, there is the ceremony of whipping the spring ox, and the sky gradually cleared up at this time.Everyone took off their wet clothes, and they turned out to be big and strong men.The men covered their arms with flowers, and the flowers were blue dragons, coiling aggressively on the men's muscular arms, holding hands, and shouting in unison; on February [-], the dragon raised its head, raised the grass and dust, and led the dragon back...

The bamboo pipes that were originally blocked were all opened, and the plant ash stored inside was scattered all over the sky under the blowing of the spring breeze. People burst into laughter.

Then these men brought up a native ox and began to whip it in turn until the spring ox covered in red and green was whipped to pieces, and the grains stuffed inside flowed out, which meant a good harvest.

The people collected these grains, and tomorrow they will use these grains to make steamed cakes and send them back to the temple to worship the gods.When the people left, Gou Mang tore off a wing from the roast chicken on the altar, took a bite, and said to Chu Fengge who came out, "Are you looking for your apprentice? I know where he is."

"I know too."

"Oh." Gou Mang nodded and said, "Try this! It tastes good."

Chu Fengge looked at the oil on her face, and said, "I've already inedied the grain, so there's no need." "Well, then I'll eat it myself."

Chu Fengge watched her recruit both the mountain god and the bamboo god, and sat with her on the altar to share the sacrifices of mortals. For some reason, he came up with a strange idea: it should be seen by those pious mortals. Look at them like this.However, maybe it is because the sacrifices of mortals will always be consumed, so the incense in the mountain temple is very strong.

Chu Fengge withdrew his wandering thoughts and went out with his sword. The air after the rain was fresh and humid. He wanted to practice the sword move he had just thought up before the second spring rain.

In the garden in the backyard of the small temple, you can go to a quiet room through a quiet path full of wisteria.And in the quiet room, there were two men sitting peacefully facing each other, they were Shen Zhongyu and Zhang Zhihe.

Although the two had never had sex, under the sympathy of Qi, a subtle and secret pleasure gradually emerged, as if it came from the depths of the soul, and it became more and more obvious, just like a stream flowing into a plain and changing into a big river. The sympathetic rain flows through the whole body like electricity, bringing endless bliss.If it was a mortal with abundant emotions, he would have started singing loudly at this moment to express his joy.

But they still sat motionless facing each other, like the most elegant people, and they never even messed up the folds of their clothes.The Zi Mansion, which was originally tightly closed, moved stupidly, as if the spring energy was sprouting, it quietly opened, and the spiritual consciousness gushed out, and then mixed with each other.

The mingled spiritual consciousness of the two seemed to be inseparable and inseparable. It gushed out of the quiet room like spring water, and flowed through the mountains and plains in a blink of an eye.In their spiritual consciousness, the world is so clear and beautiful, they can hear the pulsation of the earth veins, the rushing of springs, and the insects burrowing in the soil, as well as rabbits, frogs and snakes. So alive and invigorating.

But if the consciousness is raised high, it is like a bird soaring in the blue sky, and you can chase the floating clouds. Under the white clouds, there are verdant vegetation with rain, shaking in the wind, lest the birds with wet wings are cautiously flying on the branches. Jumping and singing on the head, the feathers are as blue as peacocks, and the eye sockets are covered with white hairs, stretching back, like eyebrows flying into the temples, the little bird is a thrush; the color of the hair is gorgeous, like the golden turquoise or emerald. It is the kingfisher; as for the graceful and charming voice, it is the oriole...

Sliding over the bodies of these beautiful elves, it made them shiver sensitively, and their spiritual consciousness was scattered like waves blown by the wind, lingering on the pilgrims who went up the mountain.

After a long time, his consciousness returned, and Shen Zhongyu opened his eyes, looking at Zhang Zhihe in front of his eyes, his closed eyes were trembling slightly, as if they were about to open in the next moment.

He couldn't help but leaned down, held his cheeks, printed a kiss on his trembling eyelids, and then slid his lips down, lightly touching the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose, and his lips like a dragonfly.

Zhang Zhihe let out a grunt, opened his eyes as if he was satisfied, saw Shen Zhongyu's face close at hand, put his arms around his neck as soon as he stretched out his arms, buried his head on his shoulder, and said, "Sir."

Shen Zhongyu's heart moved, and she said to Zhang Zhihe with a suppressed voice: "I tell you a good thing."

"Ok?"

Shen Zhongyu smiled, pulled his arm down, and gently pushed him back.And at the next moment, Zhang Zhihe cried out in astonishment, because he also fell into a warm and familiar embrace. He raised his head and saw Shen Zhongyu was also holding him. After thinking about it, he was pleasantly surprised Said: "Superb!"

"Yeah." Shen Zhongyu who was in front of him smiled and nodded.

"Then which one is the incarnation of Mr.?"

"What do you think?"

Zhang Zhi got up, walked back and forth in front of the two of them, and finally said: "It's exactly the same, you can't tell them apart." But Shen Zhongyu and the others made the same movement and said in the same tone: "They are all, I am me." , I am not me."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhihe stopped after hearing the words, and fell into a sedation looking at the two identical Shen Zhongyu in front of him.

Shen Zhongyu watched Zhang Zhihe settle down very happily, and once again praised Zhang Zhihe's outstanding talent in his heart.

From then on, Shen Zhongyu's self-proclaimed should be us, just like the Gu Emperor formed by thousands of Gu insects in the past.When he first entered Huashen, he was already able to manifest the whole body, that is to say, every organ and every muscle in his body contained tiny gods.His body is like the vast expanse of the universe, containing countless gods and creatures. They grow naturally but together maintain his whole body.

But now, to be supernatural is to separate out a little bit of consciousness, and use the same method to construct a new person. This is a real person, who can move freely and respond, has independent wisdom, and shares Shen Zhongyu's ability and memory.In fact, it doesn't matter the body, it doesn't matter the incarnation, because Shen Zhongyu is built by the aggregation of countless spiritual consciousness, and every bit of spiritual consciousness can be separated and turned into countless people.

At this time, Zhang Zhihe opened his eyes, his eyes twinkled like morning stars, full of excitement and excitement inside, and said: "I see, you are Shen Zhongyu, but Shen Zhongyu is not you, Shen Zhongyu should be you." The current Mr. Shen is A collection of countless incarnations.

"That's right." Shen Zhongyu said, stepped forward to trap Zhang Zhihe between the two, kissed deeply, and took off the clothes that were in the way while kissing.

Zhang Zhihe felt so extremely ashamed at first, and hoped that Shen Zhongyu would take his avatar back, but when he thought that there seemed to be no difference, he felt as if he was always floating in the clouds, forgetting to speak.

When the two came out, Jumang glanced at them, hid his sleeves and giggled, and said, "Are you finally out?" Shen Zhongyu arched his hands and said, "The flowers in the spring forest are so charming, and the birds in spring are so beautiful." Sorrow, the spring breeze is full of love, and blows my clothes." Originally, the rainy spring day is the time when the heaven and the earth reconcile, and the yin and yang harmonize.

Gou Mang nodded, and said in a song: "The light and wind flow at the beginning of the month, the new forest is full of brocade and flowers. Lovers play with the spring moon, and they are graceful and graceful."

Chu Fengge put away his sword and came back, saw Shen Zhongyu and Zhang Zhihe, and said: "It's just right, since you have left the customs, let's practice the three-talented sword formation again." Shen Zhongyu said seriously, "That's exactly what I mean , Master Chu invites you."

Gou Mang heard the words "Sancai Sword Formation", frowned as if thinking of something, and followed him out.

The three are divided into three positions, Chu Fengge holds the killing opportunity of the sky, and stands in the northwest, Zhang Zhihe, the killing opportunity of the earth, stands in the southwest, and Shen Zhongyu is among them, the killing opportunity of people, so the three talents are positioned.

Three swords come out together, walk the dragon step by step, follow the steps of Liuhe, Jiugong, and 12 Yuanchen, step by step.During the changes of the sword formation, it seems that the battle turns and the stars move, the dragon and the snake rise from the land, and the sword formation changes again, from the acquired gossip to the innate image, all of a sudden wind and thunder fight each other, water and fire shoot each other.

Seeing this, Gou Mang immediately cast spells to protect the surrounding vegetation until they lost control of the power of water and fire, and the three of them were overturned to the ground together like a broken silver bottle.

Seeing this, Gou Mang's mighty divine power surged out from the void, repairing their physical injuries, and seeing them getting up, he asked, "Who are you trying to deal with in the sword formation?"

The three of them looked at each other when they heard the words, Shen Zhongyu thought that Gou Mang probably also knew the inside story, so he told the whole story.

Gou Mang thought for a while, and then said firmly: "You are going to die."

Chu Fengge bowed his head and remained silent. Zhang Zhihe was about to speak, but Shen Zhongyu held him down. Shen Zhongyu arched his hands and asked, "Please enlighten me." When the time comes, you should have the power to fight. But the queen mother's heart demon, at least wait for you to agree."

"He Dao?" Hearing the words, Chu Fengge hurriedly asked, "But the He Dao who cultivates Xu He Dao?"

"Exactly." Gou Mang said, "He Dao is also called the end of the world's law, and then, according to what you said, it is to ascend to another world. But for us, it is the same whether to ascend or not. If it is not for our own world Blocked, I can travel freely in the heavens and worlds."

"Although the supernatural powers that can be used in this world are at most supernatural powers, the supernatural powers of the Dao stage are different from the supernatural powers of the god transformation stage. Therefore, if you are only a god, you want to deal with the Queen Mother's demons, and you are clearly courting death. !"