The sun and moon alternate above Li Xi'an's head. He occasionally casts his gaze towards the sea and watches the sparkling sea change colors. During the day, it is blue, like a complete and huge magnificent gem. At night, it is dyed with the color of the moon, from the sea to the sky.
A touch of silvery white splashed out at the intersection, and the rest of the sea fell into darkness, and the sea breeze blew through, like a lullaby.
Some strange creatures would appear in the ocean, and they would look up at him curiously.
After all, Li Xi'an is not always on the clouds. Sometimes he lowers his body, meanders, and moves forward close to the sea. He is a dragon, and he has an innate love for the ocean and rivers.
He cruised the sea for seven days.
Saw the fog.
A rather peculiar mist rises from the sea and extends to the clouds, making the front look like the high wall of Dumo Lake. Li Xi'an walked in this world and heard many ancient legends. Among the words and sentences passed down
, this is the end of the world. It is shrouded in fog, unable to pass through, and cannot be touched. I wrote a description of how the fog does not distinguish between the sun and the moon, and goes back and forth.
Li Xi'an hovered in mid-air and finally stopped.
The tearing noise of the wind also subsided. The high-speed movement of the dragon surpassed the wind, making large areas of the background blurry. Of course, this had no impact on Li Xi'an himself, but it was different for others.
Li Chengqi stuck his head out from the mouth of the bronze cauldron and looked around.
He was breathing heavily, and the salty sea breeze rushed into his nose, making him sober up a little. In the world in the cauldron, if the owner of the cauldron hadn't given him a living space, he would have probably suffocated to death inside.
Li Xi'an noticed his discomfort and was a little confused.
After all, this large square cauldron is perfect for carrying people. At first, the blue bird was just an ordinary person, so there was no problem in staying in the cauldron. However, it was completely different when it was replaced by Li Chengqi.
The red dragon's mind moved and connected to the Heaven-Containing Cauldron.
In the small world of the tripod, the Deer King was lying next to the river, his hooves hanging down on the river, paddling lightly across the river. The Deer King became more majestic, no longer the fawn with round and dark eyes, tall and burly, with forked antlers, like
A crown. Li Xi'an felt the tremendous spiritual pressure in the cauldron. Because it was too strong, ordinary practitioners would probably be killed if they stepped into this space.
It turns out that he was negligent.
With the help of the Taoism on the Carrying Heaven Cauldron, he carried the power of worldly wishes and created the current half golden statue. At this moment, the Carrying Heaven Cauldron is in a terrible load-bearing state, and it is difficult for that small world to carry people as before.
Chi Jiao knew the reason, but Li Chengqi didn't care. He looked around and sighed loudly.
"Is this the depth of the sea in my dreams? It's beautiful, so beautiful!"
The red dragon is not surprised at all.
This guy says this everywhere he goes, even in the Demon Realm.
"Master! You said that deep in the sea is Miluo Mountain, where my ancestors lived. What are we doing here? You won't let me recognize my ancestors and return to the clan, right? Although I am stupid, Master, you saved me.
I told you twice and gave me guidance on the path of cultivation. This is a gift of reinvention. No matter how powerful or ancient Milo is, it has nothing to do with the kid." Li Chengqi looked at the huge dragon shadow beside him, and his tone was very sincere.
Express a stance.
"No." Li Xi'an said.
His body is winding and the cauldron is vibrating.
"I'm here to pick up a few things, and what do you think about it? I'll tell you later."
"As long as Master you don't drive me away..."
Li Chengqi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that a familiar figure seemed to be missing from this place.
"Where's Master Jiao?"
"He hasn't entered the sea. He has other things to do." Li Xi'an replied. Jin Zhu stared at the high wall of fog in front of him. His perception was very keen. Even if there was no change in the high wall of fog, he could still feel it.
Changes were happening inside the high wall, and someone was approaching them on the other side of the high wall.
Boom!
Like thunder rolling, the mist actually opened a gap at this moment.
Two figures in green robes stepped on the clouds and walked out of the gap. When they first saw the red dragon shadow entrenched in the air, shock flashed in their eyes, but it was quickly covered up. They stood on
On both sides, he bowed slightly and his attitude was very respectful.
"Distinguished guests, our sect master has been waiting for you for a long time." they said.
Green robe with cloud patterns embroidered on the corners, this is the clothing of Elder Milo.
The notes left by that woman once talked about a lot, including the human world, the demon realm, and of course Miluo. After fully comprehending the book during this period, Li Xi'an probably knows more about Miluo than the two elders of Miluo in front of him.
Miluo Mountain.
Li Chengqi, whose head was still at the mouth of the Heavenly Cauldron, had not returned before he could react. He heard the roar of the wind and a flash of red shadow, and he appeared in the cracks in the mist, with his feet stepping on the clouds like the two elders. He also
I stepped on it hard with my feet, and it felt similar to the land, maybe more elastic. Looking up was the sky, and looking to the sides and below were mist and clouds, making it feel like I was living in a fairyland.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Li Chengqi finally understood what the heavenly palace described in the legend looked like.
The figure in Xuanyi walked quietly past him, the shrunken bronze tripod suspended in his hand, then turned over and disappeared.
The two green-robed elders respectfully walked in front to guide Li Xi'an.
They bent down and apologized. Li Chengqi did not expect that this legendary abode of immortals could be so flattering. He followed the figure in black clothes. The two elders naturally noticed Li Chengqi following him, without even using his spiritual mind.
They could then see that Li Chengqi's cultivation level was only in the realm of returning to heaven and being in the Juling realm.
It stands to reason that such a state is already considered an achievement at this age, not to mention that they knew that Li Chengqi was a descendant of Miluo. In the past, they would have had a lot of arguments and accepted Li Chengqi as their disciple.
His achievements are not inferior to those of the Supreme Elder. But compared with the "ancestor" in front of him, these thoughts seem unimportant to Li Chengqi.
But it is also a breakthrough.
They led the way for their ancestor, but the ancestor never said a word. They couldn't figure it out, so they could only ease the atmosphere from Li Chengqi.
"This young man, this is the Miluo Cloud Staircase. It is said to have been built by a generation of Miluo people from a long time ago and has been preserved to this day. The high wall of mist you see is also part of it. It is a barrier that isolates Miluo Mountain from the outside world.
"The old man pointing the way on the left spoke. He saw Li Chengqi's curiosity about the surroundings.
"Why is Milo isolated from the outside world?" Suddenly, a calm voice came from beside him, but the old man trembled.
It's the "ancestor".
"This... we don't fully know either." The elder on the right bowed first and then said.
"However, some of the reasons for isolating Miluo Mountain from the outside world are recorded in the Sutra Pavilion. The predecessors who originally built the high wall and cloud wall left ancient books, saying that this was to warn future generations to practice hard, not to care about the world, and not to leave a worldly mind.
."
"Isn't this a good reason? To alert future generations to practice hard, why do you say there are other reasons?"
"Alas..." the old man sighed, "even Milo has lost all records about this cloud wall. When you ask this question, I naturally don't dare to hide anything. There are indeed other reasons for this, but we can't
I don’t know anymore.”
"That's it." Li Xi'an nodded slightly and said nothing.
The clouds and mist passed by, and then I saw the fairy palace.
The tightness of the gaps between the clouds disappeared, and I saw the vast and boundless sea. There was a mountain above this vast sea.
A huge and towering cone-shaped mountain.
Countless palaces stand on the mountains, among the colorful clouds, and light flows around them, reaching up to the stars and down to the ocean abyss.
Miluo Mountain is the place where countless legends gather. After Li Chengqi heard so many legends about Miluo Mountain, he never thought that he would be able to see it one day. The magnificent scenery came into his mind, and the incomparably gorgeous colors formed the curtain in his mind, one after another.
The legend seems to have been unfolding behind the curtain.
"Please!" The two elders stretched out their hands.
Stairs extended from the largest and most magnificent palace in the distance, and finally extended in front of them.
"Aren't you going?" Li Xi'an glanced at the two old men in green robes and said.
"You are a distinguished guest, we are not qualified to step onto this ladder." They bowed their heads.
"Really?" The Master smiled and did not ask any more questions. Xuan Yi flew up and stepped onto the stairs. Li Chengqi followed behind. He thought he could not embarrass the Master, so he straightened his back.
When the stairs disappeared, the two figures disappeared, and the two elders who stayed there looked at each other. I don't know if it was an illusion, but they seemed to have heard a sneer just now.
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Guanluo Hall, the magnificent and huge hall was empty.
There were only three figures in the huge space.
"I wonder why you came to Miluo?" The glow around him dissipated, and the Lord of Miluo turned out to be a gentle man in his thirties.
"You should know." Li Xi'an was very calm.
"Could it be that the descendants of Miluo should be returned to the mountain gate? I think there is no place in the world that is a better choice than Miluo. This little guy is a descendant of the original Lord Miluo. I can already see that he is very talented.
If he falls outside Miluo, his talent will indeed be wasted." The man sighed with emotion. He looked at Li Chengqi behind him, and it was rare to see him here who didn't act timid.
Not to mention being so young.
After speaking, the man looked at Li Xi'an.
"You are not Shinichi now, are you?"
"good."
I don't know whether the answer was too simple, or whether Li Xi'an's calm reaction surprised him, but the man was slightly taken aback. He observed Li Chengqi behind him. The young man's face had almost no change, just like he had in the morning.
Just know the general.
"Shengqi, have you known for a long time that this master is not Zhenyi?" he asked.
Li Chengqi frowned.
He was a little disgusted with this feeling. Lord Milo should talk to the Master directly instead of paying attention to what he was doing.
It’s as if you need to seek approval from others when you belittle a person. Moreover, is this Lord Milo familiar with him?
"The Master never hid anything from me." Li Chengqi replied. He didn't want to say that the Master was no longer true, as if he was exposing someone's scars. He had not been on the spiritual path for a long time, just a few months, but
He also understands the importance of realm to a cultivator. It is hard to imagine how the master who fell from Zhenyi to the ultimate palace would face it, but the man in front of him is a little ignorant.
Li Chengqi, who didn't already have a high opinion of Milo, had a lower evaluation of Milo in his heart.
Lord Milo is like this, why mention the disciples below?
"I don't know why you fell into the realm. I think Milo might have a way to repair it to help the Master recast the Dharma." The man smiled.
"I'm not here to repair my realm." Li Xi'an said, his voice seemed to be colder.
"I said from the beginning, I want Milo, you should know this."
As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them stopped.
Stop in the center of the hall.
"Miluo is the pillar of this world." The man shook his head, "Even if you are the ancestor, I can't hand over Miluo to you."
"The blood moon is broken." Li Xi'an said suddenly.
"Yes, the blood moon is broken. This is why I still call you Master even though you are only at the extreme level of Imperial Dao. But I do not recommend that you become an enemy of Mi Luo.
It is impossible for Luoshan to be delivered to you."
"Is this the reason why you invited me here?" Li Xi'an looked around the hall.
The green-robed figures stood up from all directions, and their spiritual energy gathered and surged!
The man is still smiling.
"Master, I don't want to be your enemy. It's unfortunate for us to have an enemy as powerful as you. But maybe we're lucky. After all, Master, you are only an emperor in the palace realm now."
There were so many people, there seemed to be endless people. Each person's energy was enough to overwhelm Li Chengqi and make him confused.
He subconsciously turned around and reached out to protect Li Xi'an. In his heart, although the Master was invincible and powerful, the Lord of Milo did point out the uneasiness in his heart. Yes, it didn't matter how powerful the Master was in the past.
, now it has finally lost its power to fight against the world.
Two figures in white robes stood on both sides of the hall.
The old man holds a one-horned dragon staff, and the old woman carries a golden lumen wheel on her back. And behind them, the twisted imperial realm spreads out, oppressing all directions!
At this time, Li Chengqi suddenly felt a strange touch on his head.
The Master casually ruffled his hair without even raising his eyes.
"Three emperors, these are the only ones?"
With a vibrating sound, the one-horned dragon's staff hit the ground, and the old man shouted: "This is Miluo Mountain, and we are waiting for the gate of the mountain! Even if you are an ancestor, you can't make any mistakes!"
Everyone followed and drank together, with murderous intent.
Perhaps these disciples knew that the "Master" was just an emperor at the extreme palace level, and they no longer had the initial confusion and fear. Because in their eyes, ancestors symbolized invincibility and the unknown, and the emperor at the extreme palace level was different.
Zhong is the existence that stands on the top of Ji Palace. No matter how powerful the other party is, it is only one step stronger than their sect leader. Not to mention that this is the land of Miluo Mountain, and the power that the sect leader can use is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.
"Okay, okay." Lord Milo jumped into the air, stood at the top of the monks, and waved his hands. "We have said that we do not want to be enemies with the Master. We are even willing to help the Master repair the Dharma and make up for the fallen state. As long as
How about you give up Milo? This is the land where our ancestors have lived for generations. Even if you are a noble ancestor, there is no reason to rob other people's mountain gates. Isn't it?"
Lord Milo, who was at the top, looked down at the two people in the hall, his face still full of smiles.
Li Xi'an ignored everyone and glanced around for a week.
"They're not here..." he said softly.
"Do you still remember those Milo monks who first met me? They are from the Yang God Realm, so they should also be elders here, right? Why are they not here?"
Lord Milo frowned.
There was silence in the hall, and the elders looked at each other. No one could answer this question until Li Xi'an spoke again.
"Because they have really seen me..."
Strong winds and scorching air waves, everyone raised their hands to resist this terrifying air wave. And the huge dragon shadow covered with golden flames rose into the sky, instantly shattering the glorious hall!