Guardian Chapter 66: The secret of Yin and Yang three hundred years ago

  "Subconscious?"

  "Subconscious!"

  "Take it apart."

  "Don’t don’t don’t, this time it’s true, I lied to you...well, I lied to you as a puppy."

  "Then you learn how to bark twice?"

  "Go."

  "It's better to dismantle it."

  "Wow, wow, wow."

  I would rather die than surrender the real iron wire, and the black-bellied bully fakes Chen Feng.

  "Okay, I will believe you for the time being." Chen Feng clicked and cut the scissors, sat back, and the scissors patted the table again, "I ask you to answer, if one sentence is false, today the fried iron thread is sweet Circle."

  Gulong.

  Tie Xian Chen swallowed, and almost blurted out the sentence "Is it delicious?"

  However, looking at Chen Feng's serious appearance, he nodded his head in a hurry, and responded: "Knowing is nothing but words, and words are endless."

  "What is it called?"

  "I didn't call it."

  "Labor and management ask your name."

  "Oh oh, Liuli."

  "Does anyone have a surname?"

  "Is it strange? Liuli sounds pretty good."

  "Well, what status?"

  "I don't know." Chen Xian Chen saw that Chen Feng went to get the scissors again, muttering half of his head, and making the arc of the head, "I really don't know, I don't know if you cut it."

  Seeing Chen Feng’s doubts, Tie Xian Chen, um, let’s call Liuli, and hurriedly said, “I’ll explain to you this way, I’m just a ray of subconsciousness overflowing from the grave. I can’t even talk about sub-consciousness. There are no memories."

  "You made the iron wire Chen, how can you have self-awareness, I am attached to it."

  "There is still another, give you an analogy, you will understand, if you are sleeping and dreaming, what do you do in the dream, will you forget it when you wake up the next day?"

  "Also, if you are suffering from sacral disorder, you will remember what you did?"

  "There are more..."

  "I understand." Chen Feng interrupted Liuli's murmur and added: "Can I understand that Liuli is you, not you, you are born out of Liuli's subconscious mind, a self-conscious spirit? Knowledge."

  "Yeah, it's a pig, smart, and you can do it." Liuli almost asked Chen Feng to get the scissors.

  "Then you...or the one in the grave, really is the empress?"

  "The empress? What kind of empress? Did I say it?" Liuli blinked, her face innocent.

  I don’t admit it to death. The little details that are shameless are definitely exclusive to the girlfriend.

  At least this is certain, Liuli is indeed a lovely female compatriot.

  "Mingchao pave the way, Huangquan water is broken, there must be an explanation."

  "I know a little bit, only remember a little bit." Liuli narrowed her eyes and looked at Chen Feng cautiously. "What I didn't remember originally, seeing you are in distress, suddenly came out of my mind."

  "Not only that, but also intermittently remembering some old events."

  "Oh? Come and listen." Chen Feng straightened his posture, got up to pour water, "Do you want it? Forget it, you're blind after drinking it."

  "You also know that you are blind, so don't hurry up to make me a body." Liuli gritted her teeth in protest, knocking her upper and lower jaws, looking very angry, looking very strange.

  "Whoever makes a body depends on your performance and whether the information you give is popular enough. If you can't satisfy me, you can wait for it to be demolished."

  "Dismantle, dismantle you big-headed ghost." Liuli murmured, narrowing her mouth.

  "More than three hundred years ago, probably decades before the founding of the Dashun Dynasty."

  "Three hundred and seventy-two years ago, the great father of Dashun founded the country." Chen Feng interjected and gave Liuli a clear message.

  "Also let people not talk, don't interrupt."

  Interrupted...just what you are now? Forget it, Chen Feng complained inwardly and pulled his lips to indicate that he would not insert your Liuli's mouth.

  "Well, good-bye." Liuli smashed, very satisfied, and continued:

  "The previous dynasty before the Dashun Dynasty was also called the Liewu Empire."

  "The reigning emperor is a dignified emperor of Taoism. What does it seem to be called, eh, why can't I remember it, forget it, let him go."

   "Because of what I don't remember very clearly, anyway, in the last few decades of his reign, a war between Yin and Yang took place."

  "The king colluded with the great monsters outside the territory, and he did not hesitate to refine the living creatures of the world, form an army of the living dead, and use the Taoist magical powers to clear the underworld."

  "Netherlands are not monolithic. There are three superficial systems, eh? The three three, why forgot it again."

  "Anyway, there are those who conspired with the king, there are those who mainly resist in the underworld, and the right to speak is not strong enough, and most of them are neutral."

  "It is said that a higher level of arrangement is also involved. In this battle, the sky is dark, the yin and yang collapsed, and the world is pierced. The people of the sun are not living, the order of the underworld does not exist, and the souls of the dead are immortal. In this world, there is no reincarnation, yang is not yang, yin is not yin, they are all messed up."

  "At this time, the human race came out of a powerful person, the Taizu emperor of the Dashun Dynasty. He turned against the Liewu Empire and signed a contract with the factions of the underworld that support the Yin and Yang separation, and established the Yin Art Six Veins. , Agreed to restore the yin and yang order, and each has its own way."

  "For example, the burrowing worker, representing Huangquan, you call the soul master, representing reincarnation, and the remaining four channels, eh? What does it represent, I don’t remember clearly."

  "Next, I don’t need to talk about it. You can see the current situation. This is the situation."

   "You seem to have said it, and you don't seem to say anything." Chen Feng touched his chin, smacked his mouth, and said, "No wonder Dashun Dynasty has a bad attitude towards Taoist priests and monsters. Tang and Demon Slayer Palace, the crux of the original lies here."

  "Then how can I explain the establishment of the Department of Souls and Souls? According to you, the Dashun Dynasty and the underworld forces are allies. This establishment has the meaning of preventing people from backstabs."

  "Furthermore, you don’t even know the name of the last king of the Liewu Empire. I doubt you are blinding Hara. As for Chong Dao, what Dao is? The big demon who is in collusion, what great demon is hell? Which are the three three systems? The higher level layout, what layout? Can you give me some dry goods?"

   "I said I'm just a subconscious mind, how can I remember it so clearly." Liuli gritted her teeth and squashed her mouth in protest, "I just said I don't know, I don't know, you forced me , I don’t say you want to cut me, but after you say you’re not satisfied, what else do you want me to do."

  "Fine, go, don't talk about it." Chen Feng waved his hand and asked: "Then you remember the Huangquan incident. I can't remember that there is a sarcophagus above Huangquan. There seems to be a fish under the sarcophagus."

  "Uh, let me think about it." Liuli frowned, narrowed one eye, and carefully glanced at Chen Feng with one eye. After a long time, she said, "It seems...maybe...um...I forgot Up."

  Chen Feng sighed. He knew it would be like this.

  "Then you should know this one." Chen Feng took out the carving knife, nailed it to the table, flicked the tail of the knife with his fingers, and made a light buzzing sound.

  "Ah, I have a headache, please don't play it anymore, this sound almost shakes me apart." Liuli cried out in pain, not seemingly pretentious.

  Chen Feng held the carving knife steady to prevent it from buzzing.

  Half loudly.

  Liu Li sighed with lingering fear, "This seems to have an impression, it is the Emperor Fengdu’s zan...Huh? Who is the Emperor Fengdu? Huh? Didn’t it disappear together with Emperor Fengdu during the Yin-Yang War, why? In your place?"

  Liu Li tried his best to recall, frowning out of bitterness, and added, "It seems that the one who disappeared together is also the life and death book of Yan Luo."

  Life...death...book?

  Chen Feng was only a little bit close, and couldn't help jumping up.