In the human world, several pieces of news spread rapidly from city to city.
The emergence of the folded land made the once neighboring cities become far away. Under such circumstances, a rather retro method was adopted for the transmission of news.
letter.
But it depends on those rising people who make a living by traveling long distances.
They rushed into the ancient land, passing through the territories of those terrible demons, arriving from one city to another.
However, I heard that some new things have been developed in the imperial capital. The spiritual energy talisman is combined with the information technology mastered in the past. The efficiency is not only better than the current spread by the risers, but also far better than the communication methods in peacetime.
As for using talismans to travel between distant cities, this method is probably only available to powerful monks who are proficient in this method, and it is difficult to popularize it for the time being.
"Lord of the Yellow River." People who received the news all chanted the same term.
"This is news from several ancient cities near the Yellow River Basin, Lanzhou, Chang'an..."
"Does that mean the information is accurate?"
"Naturally, not to mention that so many rising people are rushing day and night just to deliver such a message. They want to tell us that we can start working on something that has been prepared for a long time." The person who spoke paced back and forth.
"Using the imperial capital as the center, we will regroup the scattered cities. Then we will use the remaining ancient cities as points to open up the space we need."
"In the past, this idea could not be realized at all, because the chaos of the Yellow River never ends. This ancient river flows through countless areas and crosses countless mountains, and the number of demons born in it is unimaginable. We humans are responsible for the war ignited by the demons of the Yellow River.
Paying the bill, how many compatriots living on the banks of the Yellow River were devoured by demons? How many rising people lost their lives fighting against the demons that appeared in the Yellow River?"
"Loose humanity is like returning to the Stone Age. But when we gather together, we are the real civilization."
"The Lord of the Yellow River has calmed down the war. At least for a long time in the future, that kind of chaotic scene will not appear again. It can indeed begin."
The footsteps in the hall stopped.
"Send the message to the Imperial Capital, and Xuanhua will fully assist in the implementation of the plan!"
Scenes like this are happening in one city after another.
Of course, it is only limited to the north where the Yellow River Basin spreads, and with the imperial capital as the center, this loose sand will be slowly wetted and gathered, and one day it will accumulate into a barrier.
The message sent to the southwest is completely different.
Stretching from the "Land of Qianyue" to the "Water of Bagui". Along the way, countless creatures from mountains and rivers left their original habitats and headed in the same direction. As the world saw, mountains opened roads, rivers rose one after another, and monsters filled the sky!
At the same time, in the hinterland of Qianyue, a majestic sacred mountain stood above Jinghu Lake.
Blue water and red clouds lead to heaven and earth.
The name of the mountain is Dragon Tiger.
In the Ten Avenue Palace, eighty-one Taoist temples are high in the clouds. A monk is sitting cross-legged among them, breathing in the clouds, which creates a quite spectacular scene. The clouds and mist breathing in do not disperse, but gather, the color is golden and purple, and it is powerful.
Like a dragon and a tiger fighting among the clouds.
Golden talismans shot down from the top of the mountain.
The first gate is Tianshi Mansion.
The old man in purple robe stood on the top of the mountain, looking beyond the clouds and looking straight to the southwest.
He engraved names on the golden talismans beside him, flew out, and fell into the hands of the deserving people. Then the monks who had carved the talismans stood up one by one and faced the heights.
The old man closed his eyes slightly and drew the talisman with a finger. The moment his dead branch-like fingers separated from the talisman, the talisman flew out like a sharp sword and pierced the sky.
"King Gechuan of Xiaoyue."
Another sharp sword pierced the sky and flew in a completely different direction.
"The Gu Saint of Western Hunan."
One after another, at the same time, most of the people in the family have heard of the names the old man read out.
"Xue Di, the chess player of Qinghe, and Li Sicheng, the prince of Zhenhai..."
Nowadays, the distance between the earth and the continent is too far. The people of Longhumen have heard of nothing more than other risers. They are all ruthless people who killed blood on the way to rise and protected one side at the same time. That's why their names are so resounding.
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One after another, the old man almost finished reciting the powerful risers that his disciples had heard about in their memories.
And just as it happened, the talisman beside the old man was exhausted.
He stood there for a long time, and finally raised his hand to draw the talisman again. The power and spirit contained in it were even more terrifying than before.
"Yunmengsu Yuyuan."
After doing this, he put down his hand, his wide robe flying freely, and he lowered his eyebrows and looked at the disciples who had obtained the talisman and stood up.
There are almost no young faces, they are all elders of the sect’s generation.
There were no passionate speeches or expected orders. The old man just waved his hand.
"Go ahead."
"It's a long journey, please be careful."
"Yes!" The person who took the talisman nodded, made a seal with his fingers, and sword energy shot out in the air!
"Stop, stop, wait! Boy, wait!" The old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to a young man who was about to wield his sword.
Among the disciples of the uncle generation, this young man is conspicuous, but at the same time, his sword light is the most dazzling.
"Huh?" The young man turned around.
"What's wrong, senior brother?"
"Here." The old man tapped his fingers and handed something into the young man's hand.
A dark gold coin-like thing.
"This is?"
The old man pondered for a while and then said: "In a sense, the owner of this carapace is also your nephew. This thing can keep you safe for once."
The young man put the carapace away and solemnly clasped his fists.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your concern."
After making the seal, the sword light filled the air, and the young man's figure instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Bring your nephews back safely." After the old man said that, he turned and walked away. Except for a few vacancies in the meditation area, nothing seemed to happen.
In midsummer, the fourth year of the resurrection of heaven and earth, with the Hundred Thousand Mountains as the center, creatures from outside the territory ignited the flames of war, which later swept through many mountains and rivers.
The demon has taken action, so human beings cannot remain indifferent.
The Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain passed down the talisman to everyone. At the same time, the disciples came down the mountain and pointed their swords toward the southwest.
"Well, not bad, just write it like this." On Feijian, the young man dialed his cell phone and typed this line in the memo. Judging from the interface he scrolled through, this young junior fellow of Longhushan Celestial Master liked
write diary.
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At the bottom of the dark abyss of the Yellow River.
Stars one after another were lit up under Li Xi'an's feet, planning their positions and reflecting on the door.
This is the little bit of knowledge that Hetu gave him.
Allowing him to accurately find the door and push it open, his consciousness is extending through this door to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Find that point.
"It's an accident that you still got the Hetu. How could you do this without the Hetu?" Yuchai Shunde once asked.
"There is no river map, but this." Li Xi'an took out the golden carapace.
Mysterious words flow under the dark golden pattern.
"Nature's Key."
"But Hetu... is indeed powerful, and it can save a key."
Li Xi'an closed his eyes, and the five elements were running in his body. The points of the stars were changing and arranged, and he was deducing until he got the result Li Xi'an needed.
The River Diagram uses stars as silhouettes and the laws of the universe as its blueprint. If Li Xi'an has enough aura and is proficient in running the River Diagram, he should be able to instantly resist any place in the sea of stars.
Those rotating and twinkling stars are the realm where the Yellow River once flowed.
Move, move slowly.
It is necessary to align the points, and the process is extremely heavy. This is the first time that Li Xi'an has run a law similar to the universe method.
From the bottom of the dark abyss, there was an explosion!
Li Xi'an opened his eyes suddenly. In front of him was the spreading darkness, like a whirlpool, filled with extremely unstable cracks and fragments.