At the bottom of the Yellow River, in the dark abyss.
The familiar coldness surged up.
I feel that everything in the world is receding towards me. The darkness in front of me is not only the door that Miao opened to Li Xi'an, but also the place where the coffin of longevity first appeared.
There are many secrets at the bottom of this infinite abyss. Previously, Li Xi'an was temporarily unable to continue diving down to the deeper and colder place where he met the coffin of immortality. Now the cold air that has penetrated into the bone marrow is too much for the dragon cruising downstream.
without any hindrance.
Li Xi'an knew that he now had the qualifications to continue sneaking down.
But I have no such plan for the time being.
there is no time.
Shiwandashan may not be as peaceful as he imagined.
At the shallow level of the Dark Abyss is the residence of the Black Snake. Not long ago, the Black Snake felt the vibration of the door deep in the Dark Abyss. The Black Snake didn't know what this meant, but just regarded it as a precursor to the imminent appearance of the Red Dragon.
, Li Xian knows.
The vibration in the passage means someone is trying to open the door on the other side.
Among the hundreds of thousands of mountains, the only one who knows this place and can open the door is Mole. The arrow shot from the white moon penetrated the earth, flattening all the bone statues of Yuchai Shunde, and even injured the projections and hidden them in the small world.
Li Xi'an originally thought that Shiwandashan would be peaceful without the threat of ancient orthodoxy.
The facts seem to be different.
Mole is trying to open this door. What is he doing by opening this door? Is he looking for him? Or is he hiding something else? This is all unknown.
The black ocean current was left behind by the winding and huge body, and the golden candle lit up the dark abyss.
All that is perceived is the ups and downs of water.
Is there anyone next to him looking at him? Li Xi'an's head jumped and he turned his eyes.
It's Jade Hairpin Shunde.
The two of them walked together in a deep and dark abyss where no sunlight could be seen, just like they met in the abyss that symbolized death. But this time it was the dragon who led the way, and beside him was a white figure that was tiny and inconspicuous in comparison.
Those ice blue eyes stared at him.
"Red Dragon, why did you give up?" she asked, "Those creatures still think you are the king of the Yellow River, but you are not. I know you did not accept it in the end."
The ocean current roared, blurring the golden candle for a moment.
"How many creatures do you think will think that I have become the Lord of the Yellow River?" Jiaolong asked.
"According to the saying of this era, only the crown-bearing creatures will feel that you have not inherited the Yellow River crown. In addition, there are the true-level creatures born in this era. The true-life creatures can feel the world as they please and can discover your differences.
"
"Can't Zu do it?"
"We can't wait." Yuchai Shunde replied, "We were born in the past Kyushu. In this world, Kyushu rejects us, so we cannot inspire heaven and earth."
"I just think that this world has re-established subtle connections."
"That's it." Li Xi'an did not dive any further, but stayed there, lowering his huge head to face Yuchai Shunde.
"The Yellow River is very special. No king has been born so far. As for what is special and why the Yellow River is still silent now when the ancient mountains are all taking over the crown, I didn't understand it before, but now I understand. Just now, just now,
During the coronation ceremony."
"This ancient river should be enough to give birth to a life that can be called great. If I accept it, that life will not even appear."
"dragon?"
"dragon."
"It's not like me, but a person born with the ten types of Zhou Tian. You should be able to feel it."
"I might have been able to understand what you said in the past, but not now. The barrier between me and this world is too obvious. Why don't you tell me in detail?" Yuchai Shunde tilted his head.
"The Yellow River chose me because it has no time to kill. As you can see, there are wars and disputes, demons are entrenched, and even the creatures in the ocean can go against the Yellow River to reach the depths of the land."
"He needs a soul to help Him."
"So you were chosen?"
"Giving me the crown is everything He thinks he can give me. This is very sad. He thinks that the river does not have time to wait for the creature to appear. So, I will give Him time. Everyone in the world thinks that I am the King of the Yellow River. This
Very well, when that creature is born, go and get his crown."
"Perhaps when you come to the Yellow River next time, you will see the new life, the water coming from the melting snow, giving birth to new life in the roar." Yuchai Shunde saw the hanging ghost face and smiled. She could feel the dragon's hair.
I wish the future Lord of the Yellow River my best wishes from the bottom of my heart.
The dragon holds its head high, full of majesty and joy.
"And before that, no one can disturb it at all!"
"It will be peaceful."
"Even if there is no Chengmian and no river map. In the eyes of the world, that red dragon is still the king of the Yellow River. It is enough, enough for the real king of the Yellow River to grow up."
"It's so different from the past practice world." Yuchai Shunde said with a smile.
At this moment, Jiaolong raised his head, and she had to raise her head slightly to look into those giant pupils that were as bright as the blazing sun.
In the past, the era she lived in has come to an end from the macro perspective of the ancient civilization of Kyushu. It is unshakable that this is the last glimmer of light born in the dusk of this ancient civilization. Other than that, there is only
dark.
They practice cultivation and step into the human world before reaching the realm of true oneness.
Practitioners use everything for resources and opportunities, fight life and death for a spiritual grass, and work hard to climb to higher places.
There are mountains of dead bones under the feet of a Yang Shen realm monk, not to mention the emperor of the Extreme Palace realm.
Ancestors... cannot be viewed as the normal number of living beings. They sometimes collapse the small world. However, in the era they live in, it is rare for true first-level creatures to be born. Ancestors of the true first level cannot be accumulated with any resources and practice.
No one knows what exactly is required for the birth of an ancestor.
Maybe it's some kind of opportunity, maybe it's some kind of insight.
"In the rise of an ancient world, I was never the leader. I just walked a little earlier than many living beings. So, I should protect those who come after me. Why should I wear a crown? There are living beings who need it more than me." Red Jiao.
He continued, and in Yuchai Shunde's eyes, the figure of this dragon gradually overlapped with the figures that have stood on the land of Kyushu since ancient times.
Because they speak the same words and do the same things.
Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, and establish a destiny for the people.
"Any king I know would be like this if he came here. Even the Wolf King who plunders and kills people has never mentioned that he will inherit the crown of Changbai after the Tongming Seat."
Jade hairpin in Shunde city.
"That's why the rise of Kyushu will choose you..." This voice is too weak to be heard, remaining deep in the heart of the unshakable.
If the first movers take away everything, where will the later ones look?
After witnessing the mystery in the river map, he can still wake up and make such a choice. Is this the king chosen by the rising mountains in this world?
No, maybe the thinking should be reversed.
Just because they are such creatures, the mountains would choose them.
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There is one more chapter, before twelve o'clock.
Some friends are confused and puzzled by the previous chapter. I wonder if the explanation in this chapter has made those friends feel relieved.