Chapter 567: Clouds turn over a hundred herbs and die, and the road returns to yellow fog
Looking at the poem on the page, the young man was stunned for a moment, then his face became serious, but after a few breaths, he took a deep breath and laughed loudly again!
"I underestimated Mrs. Chen after all!"
The laughter stopped, but there was no smile on the young man's face.
"No matter how I plan and how I target him, after all, he is a person who only became famous in the middle. Compared with the white python, compared with Wuzhi Qi, compared with Lu, after all, he is shallow, so I still treat him more or less.
Those who have slighted me have finally paid the price for this contempt!"
In a flash of thought, he reached out his hand, grabbed the cover of the thick book, and was about to cover it!
However, the book trembled, and the text content inside jumped endlessly. The black lines that made up the text began to tremble endlessly, as if they had their own consciousness.
Suddenly, the sound of the river came from it, and the power of the torrential force burst out, actually preventing the pages of the book from closing!
"Oh? I actually get such treatment!"
The young man seemed to be smiling but not smiling. His eyes were looking at the seal characters. The black lines that formed the seal characters actually twisted slightly, as if to avoid his gaze!
But the next moment, these black lines obeyed again, but when the young man thought about breaking up the black lines and erasing the poem, he felt a stabbing pain in his mind.
Suddenly, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
"It has actually been engraved into the long river. As a result, my guidepost has been contaminated. There is no room for change between me and Chen. We must let him fall into the realm."
As he spoke, the young man sighed and said with a smile: "I was originally thinking when he would realize that he was playing chess with someone, but looking at it now, he didn't notice it in the end, he was just so ignorant.
Go to defeat and defeat to achieve the purpose of rise and fall! However, to have such an opponent can be said to be a great blessing! Play against him and win, and then you can become a legend for the ages and be passed down forever!"
Boom!
As soon as the thought fell, his seemingly slender arms suddenly swelled up, and the shadow of armor shrouded his arms. In an instant, his two arms transformed from a frail scholar to a fierce general.
With a brute force, he closed the thick book again!
At this moment, the whole house shook, and then cracked everywhere.
The young man glanced around helplessly.
"It's a pity, I still like it here very much, and a lot of legends have been used this time, which consumes a lot of money. I have to let the storytellers spread it more before it can be restored."
Buzz!
At this time, suddenly there was another roar coming from the distance.
The young man frowned, covered half of his head, then raised his head and looked north.
"What did Chen find in it?"
Behind him, black lines spread out again, traveling through the void and blending into the long river.
"Is the bright yellow mist really related to this place?"
Chen Cuo's consciousness started to fly slowly the first time the two kinds of mist came into contact, and kept climbing up, over layers of soil, away from the vast land, through the clouds, across the void, and finally came under a starry sky.
, above Qingyun.
Then, the clouds opened like a curtain, revealing the vast, desolate and empty land below.
And at the end of the earth, seven big trees connecting the sky and the earth!
Chen Cuo sighed.
Compared to the first time he arrived here, he was less surprised at this time, but more doubtful.
"I still remember that in the beginning, I was able to see this place. It was probably because of the fruit of observing the Buddha. I was influenced by the thoughts of the Buddha. I was almost forcibly converted and converted. At the critical moment, the little gourd appeared on its own and led my consciousness to this place.
At..."
When Chen Cuo first set foot here, he could not be considered a monk, but with his current state and vision, looking back on the past, he could see a lot more things.
"But if you think about it carefully, what really worked at that time may not be the small gourd itself, but the inside of the gourd, or in other words, the gray mist leaked through the gourd as a medium..."
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Chen Cuo's thoughts slowly gathered together.
A gust of wind blew, accompanied by thick bright yellow mist.
This mist was like a chariot and horse, actually carrying Chen Cuo's will, rushing all the way towards the seven Taoist trees!
Along the way, trees and patches of grass gradually came into Chen Cuo's eyes.
The difference is that in Chen Cuo's eyes, these plants and trees that seem to be everywhere in the world exude a mysterious artistic conception. If you observe carefully, you can see many lines on the trunks and leaves.
Completely natural, with inherent charm.
Looking at the vegetation along the way and feeling the ancient, prehistoric atmosphere constantly emanating from the bright yellow mist, Chen Cuo couldn't help but recall the historical books he had read at the mountain gate.
"I don't know how long the history of this world can be traced back, but it should be thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years ago. Especially before the rise of the human dynasty, it seemed to be an era where humans, gods, immortals, demons and monsters lived together. This long time
After development, there are not many people who can reach new roads, but not every road can go far..."
The further we flew forward, the sparser the grass and trees on the ground became. When we reached a place about three hundred miles away from the seven towering giant trees, there was no grass on the ground, only scattered small trees and large trees scattered here and there.
However, most of these trees are dry and dead, with no branches or leaves left. Some are even broken or bent and deformed.
Similarly, Chen Cuo can capture many unpredictable artistic conceptions from these damaged, dead trees, large and small. As long as you pay attention to them, you should gain a lot.
It was like a treasure house all over the ground. Almost every piece of it was taken out and put into the world, causing all parties to fight for it and fight bloody battles. The mysterious aura exuded by some of the thickest broken trees, in Chen Cuo's opinion,
Even as good as Hou Jing Yi Nian from Huai Di!
You must know that Hou Jing was a figure who caused uproar on both the mortal and extraordinary levels. He even attempted to establish a Taoism, which directly caused the Taiqing crisis! He completely changed and reshaped the world of cultivation!
Although the thoughts he left behind were not as good as those when he originally disturbed the world, they were still of great significance and even indirectly contributed to Chen Cuo's opportunity to take charge of Huai.
However, even in the face of such broken wood, Chen Cuo's spiritual consciousness extended over it, only touched it briefly, and then gathered it back. He only tasted it briefly and didn't miss it at all.
When the spiritual consciousness returned, it even aroused some thoughts of sadness, vastness, deathly silence, and desolation in Chen Cuo's heart. However, in an instant, he cut them off and settled them in a corner of his heart, sealing them all away.
"These are dying, dead paths. I don't know if the founder died, or if they turned out to be dead ends and eventually withered. I don't know what my path will be like in the future..."
With inexplicable emotion, Chen Cuo suddenly trembled in his mind, and immediately felt something in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness extended towards one place.
Immediately, what appeared in his mind was a giant tree.
This tree is tall, but not as tall as the seven towering trees. It is only one-tenth of the height of the big trees. It is made of brass, with many lines on it, outlining many scenes, including the dynasty's iron horses and the mountains and rivers collapsing.
, there are sects with peach blossoms in the world and no one cares about them, there are families that are prosperous and their heirs are cut off, there are sects that are misty and deserted...
There are twelve branches on this tree, and there are many things on it that are familiar to him.
When Chen Cuo saw it, he couldn't help but laugh. He felt that the vitality on this tree was like the rising sun, which was completely different from the dry and dead wood he had seen before.
"When an emerging trend rises, everything goes smoothly. However, it is also booming, and there will be periods of decline. Whether it can last for a long time depends on whether the boom and bust can cycle back and forth, and the cycle is endless!"
In the blink of an eye, he felt something in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness swept across. Surrounding this giant yellow tung tree, he could vaguely feel eight giant trees that were also full of strong vitality!
Three of them gave him a sense of familiarity.
However, at this moment, after all, he is not here in his true body, but is observing with his spiritual consciousness. The eight giant trees have supernatural powers and have not decayed and died. Therefore, it is difficult to find out clearly. He can only feel the vague outline! Even the complete
Memory cannot be formed!
When Chen Cuo wanted to examine carefully, the bright yellow mist carrying his consciousness suddenly started to tremble, and then it suddenly accelerated like a wild horse, heading straight towards the nearest towering tree!
In an instant, Chen Cuo's spiritual consciousness was forcibly collected and rushed over with the bright yellow mist!
Then, a torrential force burst out and struck overwhelmingly, tearing Chen Cuo's consciousness apart in an instant, but it also left a little brilliance in his consciousness.
In the last lesson when his consciousness sank into darkness, what Chen Cuo saw was a huge, silent tree.
This towering giant tree seems to have been frozen in time, with a solemn and silent artistic conception. The huge tree trunk is scattered with strange marks one after another, but most of them are dim. There seem to be huge figures, hidden deep in the marks.
Tax……
"Pangu Tao Tree!"
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the entire cave jumped, and then there was a "crackling" collapse sound!
Chen Cuo's consciousness returned to his body, and he immediately felt that the surroundings were extremely crowded. He moved his body slightly, and his head and arms touched the hard rock wall.
"This is……"
He was confused, and then he heard movement under his feet. When he looked down, he saw Xiang Ran and Kai Tongzi looking up at him.
only……
"Why have you become so small?"
Looking at the two people who were up to his knees, Chen Cuo was stunned for a moment, and then he had a ridiculous idea.
"Am I getting bigger?"
"That man touched the restriction deep in Qiuxu! The whole Qiuxu seemed to be involved!"
On the altar, the three people sitting cross-legged were also paying close attention to the changes in the outside world, full of doubts.
The old voice said with some uncertainty: "So, the people who entered the ruins this time must be dead and without life?"
There was silence for a moment, but a crisp sound broke the silence.
"At least, we shouldn't be able to see that person anymore. It's a pity that the disabled family has lost an opportunity to escape."