Myolie Chu looked at the golden leaves floating in the sky, stunned.
It seems strange that the ancient branches cover the entire sky of Taihang Mountain, but in fact the ancient trees on the lake island are only much bigger than before, and have not reached such an astonishing level. The golden veins reflected in the sky are an evolution.
Rather than substance, it is something that can be seen but cannot be touched. But if the red dragon thought, the branches and leaves in the sky were the substance. Last night, the red dragon could even lead her to stand on the branches and touch the jade tablets with her true name.
At this moment, Myolie Chu could feel that eight real name jade tablets were hung high by the ancient tree. The eight strongest branches respectively took over the eight jade tablets and extended them to a very far place. That was the Taihang Group.
At the end of the mountain, the edges of the ancient branches and leaves touch.
She withdrew her gaze and stopped looking there.
Eight powerful creatures were selected. During the transformation, they became more powerful. Their true names were hung on the ancient trees to prove their true intentions. The response given by the ancient trees was very simple, giving them power and giving them the opportunity to transform!
Myolie Chu turned around. Her true body, the ginkgo tree living not far from the ancient tree, had already manifested into thousands of golden arms. The illusory thousand hands formed seals on the treetops, and the thousand hand seals were accepting the air.
The majestic spiritual energy floating in her body, in fact, even she herself received the gospel of the ancient tree.
Is this... some kind of orthodoxy? She suddenly thought.
The red dragon began to touch the ancient and primitive power with its own power.
Ancestor.
He is seeking the path of his ancestors.
But soon Chu Xing'er shook her head, it was still too far away, not even a prototype. The red dragon was trying, and he was still confused about the true realm, even though he had dealt with this kind of creature a lot.
If the true one can be achieved by establishing a Taoist lineage and casting some medium for people to admire, then the true oneness is too cheap. In fact, the powerful Taoist lineage that the world sees is almost bound to the ancestors. It is not the Taoist lineage that makes the ancestors, but the ancestors that achieve that lineage.
It is not by establishing a Taoist tradition and gathering the will power that one can reach the threshold of true oneness.
In fact, Myolie Chu doesn’t know exactly what it takes to achieve Zhenyi.
There is no final conclusion in the vast knowledge she inherited.
There is no definite way to go, no matter how powerful the descendants of the creatures are, they will still stop at this threshold and cannot move forward. Even the stronger the bloodline and the more extreme the method, the more difficult it is for this kind of creatures to cross the threshold of true one. Most of them
There are some secrets that people don't know about the ten categories of Zhoutian. It is said that the ten categories of living beings are the true one when they reach adulthood, but they don't know the cruelty of the ten categories of coming-of-age rituals.
And if those who are close to the ten categories try to achieve the perfect ten categories, the true one is the only chance.
On the journey of Zhenyi, he will be baptized by people who are almost the same as the ten types of coming-of-age rites. Most of these beings who received the baptism died, leaving no intact corpses. No matter how pure and powerful the next ten types of people are, they are still
Nearly ten categories.
Myolie Chu sighed softly, and a huge roar came from above the golden ancient tree, as if something was climbing down the trunk.
Two huge golden candles were lit above Myolie Chu's head, burning silently.
The hanging red copper bone surface is like a high wall, and the thick thorn-like neck extends to the other end of the trunk of the ancient tree. Perched on the golden and translucent trunk, the red iron scales stretch out wantonly, and the scales rub against the surface of the trunk and burst out.
Dazzling Mars!
The hot breath hit Chu Xing'er and turned into clouds in an instant, dispelling the chill from the deep winter. Only then did Chu Xing'er realize that all the snow covering Taihang had melted, and the trees were sprouting buds. When he arrived, overnight
Turn winter into summer.
Myolie Chu just stared at the huge golden candle above. After a long time, she reached out and tapped a scale on the red dragon's face.
The feeling coming from his knuckles was as cold as steel.
"I'm actually worried about you." She said softly.
"Are you worried about this trip?"
"No." Myolie Chu shook her head, "I'm worried about your path, so you chose the most difficult path for yourself."
"The stronger you are, the more difficult it is. I think you have already felt it at your current level. You have not been able to improve your realm at all, and you are stuck in the extreme realm of the Imperial Dao. In the future, if you want to touch the true one, I'm afraid
You will die. This is the law of the universe. Jiuzhou cannot violate it, Taihang cannot protect you, and no one can help you!"
Myolie Chu's expression was very ferocious, she frowned tightly and bared her teeth.
But there was laughter from above, which made her stunned.
The two golden candles were rising, and the slender neck and body were pulling the ferocious head. The red dragon left and gradually disappeared among the ancient branches and leaves.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Myolie Chu waved her hands upwards dissatisfiedly, "It's rare for me to talk to you seriously! Don't take it seriously, you will really die! It's very scary!"
"After they come here to see me, you will be free, Buddha's Hand." came the response from the ancient tree, as dull as thunder.
"What are you talking about? What about freedom? Haven't I always been free? Why don't you lock me up because you are too good at it?" Chu Xing'er waved her fist. "I am here of my own free will! These green mountains and green waters,
The scenery is so beautiful, where should I go?”
As she spoke, Chu Xing'er burst into tears, "Or you, a heartless mountain god, have begun to despise me, a little girl. You want to drive away the trees. There is no place for me in the huge Taihang Mountains... wu wu wu..."
As I was crying, the sound of shuddering grass and trees suddenly sounded behind me.
Myolie Chu, whose face was filled with runny nose and tears, turned around and saw the white owl on the tree scratching its head with its wings, with embarrassment written all over its face like a pie.
"Who are you?" Chu Xing'er struck first.
"Pu Yinxing, Snow Owl, pay homage to the Buddha's Hand." The snow-white owl bowed and saluted with its wings, and the voice that came out turned out to be a very clear female voice.
Myolie Chu stared at it for a long time, until her own snot bubbles burst and a feather floated beside her.
Nose feels bad.
After using it, Myolie Chu praised in her heart.
After wiping her nose, Myolie Chu took a closer look. The snowy owl had a pale gold color on its body, like a burning flame. At the same time, the aura coming from the other party also told her that this was not a simple, pretty and easy-to-get-together great owl.
It's a demon king, a big demon king who is about to touch the Extreme Palace.
Just as Myolie Chu was thinking, she heard the sound of waves.
The lake was turbulent, and the thunderous sound of the tide could be heard clearly even in the center of the lake island.
First, his back was as black as the ground, and then there were two sharp fangs pointing upwards. He stood up from the lake and sea, bringing up thousands of huge waves. The waves turned into a brief rainstorm, hitting the dark and cracked surface of the skin.
, flowed down the cracks, and returned to the lake and sea.
A black tusked wild boar.
The skin is covered with thick black mud walls. When he exhales, all the water vapor around him is evaporated in an instant. His ferocious face is covered with scars, and his body is fat and strong, like a mountain of meat.
He climbed over the trees on the periphery of the lake island and came to the center, where he also saw Myolie Chu with red eyes.
"Zhiguanxing, Heishan, pay homage to the Buddha's hand!" The voice coming from this creature was actually very quiet and full of meaning, but its posture was equally respectful, standing up and bowing with the pig's trotters.
Myolie Chu's eyes widened and she subconsciously blew her nose with a snowy owl feather.
On the body of this mountain-like black pig, there is also a faint golden flame burning. The same great demon king of Yangshen Realm is about to touch the Ji Palace.
Then, the other end of the lake and sea.
A light purple figure stepped across the lake, leaving behind streaks of brilliant purple clouds.
A sable came so quickly that Myolie Chu almost saw a flash of purple light. The sable stood still, bowed its head, swept its furry tail, and stood up, about half the size of Myolie Chu.
It is almost the same as the normal mink in the past.
"Jingxing, Yun Zhaozi, pay homage to the Buddha's hand."
Myolie Chu looked at the sable who was smiling but not smiling, and blew her nose twice.
This is also a big demon king.
"Meow——" A cat meowed suddenly in my ears.
A tabby cat with a white background and bright yellow accents slowly walked out of the forest. It had short legs and a round body. It didn't look like a spirit in the mountains, but more like a master kept in captivity by humans in the past.
That's not a cat meowing, it's clearly a yawn.
"Junduxing, Mian Shen, pays homage to the Buddha's hand——" Fat Mao stood up and bowed.
Myolie Chu's expression at this time was almost like a ghost.
Except for the ferocious black wild boar, none of the great demon kings she has seen so far matches the powerful creatures in her impression. It can even be said that she has no impression at all. During the few years she has been in Taihang Mountain,
I have never dealt with these big demon kings at all.
"You are still too...well...in human terms, you are just too homely. The Taihang Mountains are huge, and there are many, many creatures you have never seen."
As if aware of Chu Xing'er's thoughts, a gentle female voice came over.
A dignified woman in a yellow dress stood not far away. When Myolie Chu looked over, she bowed slightly, revealing the tulip hair ornament on her head.
Myolie Chu’s eyes lit up.
But before she could step forward to hug her old friend, the dignified woman bowed and said, "Fukouxing, Yu Nanxiang'er, pay homage to the Buddha's hand."
"He should be arriving soon." After saying that, the dignified woman raised her head slightly and looked at the sky.
"What?" Chu Xing'er was stunned, but before she finished speaking, a huge shadow enveloped the entire open space where she was standing. She looked up and saw three pairs of wings covering the sky.
A huge beast as big as a lion or a tiger fell down, and the earth trembled violently. The huge beast's body was covered in bright silver, and its wings were closed and gathered on the back of a mountain ridge. There were hairs on his head, dancing like flames and burning fiercely.
Myolie Chu slowly took a step back.
There was an astonishing scorching aura coming from this creature. There was no doubt that it was a demon emperor, and it was the kind of demon emperor who fought all year round and had amazing combat power!
Are there still such creatures in Taihang?
But Yu Nanxiang'er on the side answered her doubts.
"His name is Tian Hao. In his early years, he ate a very special medium that caused a deformed mutation. There was no way to solve this deformed mutation before. So even if he has superior combat power, he can only stop in front of the gate of Ji Palace.
At the same time, in order to suppress the pain of deformity, he has been fighting all year round, and even challenged the green bull and was suppressed, but he did not die."
"Until last night." Yu Nanxiang'er raised his eyes and smiled.
"He finally succeeded. Of course, it was thanks to that person, or in other words, all the creatures standing here exist because of that person." Yu Nanxiang'er's eyes extended, looking at the dense branches and leaves at the top of the golden ancient tree.
.
The golden glow shone into those adoring eyes, like a fire.
"Taihangxing, Tianhao, pay homage to the Buddha's hand!" The silver behemoth leaned over and said in a deep voice.
But at the same time, another voice came, "Fei Huxing, Guan Xiaoshu, pay homage to the Buddha's hand."
The sound originated from Tianhao's back, where the wings grew.
A small, flat gray head poked out.
A...mouse.
He looked embarrassed with his hands crossed and nowhere to put them, like a primary school student caught by the class teacher.
"He said it was a long way, so I brought him here with me." Tian Hao explained, and the gray rat that slid along Tian Hao's hair nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, Taihang is so big now that it can't be reached overnight without some magical power. Shushu, we can't keep Lord Mountain God waiting for a long time."
Before the squirrel landed, a gust of wind came from the forest, causing the squirrel to scream and sit on its butt. Chu Xing'er noticed that it screamed first and then sat on its butt.
A figure walked out of the forest, dressed in coarse linen and wearing a bamboo hat, carrying a three-foot-by-inch wooden box on its back.
All the creatures here have noticed something strange.
This is not a wild spirit, this is... a human being!
The visitor took off his bamboo hat, revealing his young and handsome face. He smiled and held his hands towards the creatures here.
"Boy Chu Fu, I have met you all!"
Looking around, the young man saw Chu Xing'er, "Bai Xing, pay homage to the Buddha's hand!"
"Interesting, interesting." The sable also laughed. He even wanted to drag the fat cat beside him to watch the fun together, but the fat cat was sleepy and ignored him at all.
Among them, Tian Hao, the most powerful one, just glanced at the young man blankly, without saying a word.
"This is the choice of the ancient tree and the mountain god. It always makes sense, right?" Yu Nan Xiang'er said with a smile, "Is it possible that everyone has objections to the mountain god?"
She looked back and looked at the ancient trees in the distance.
At this moment, all the creatures here were doing the same action as her, except Myolie Chu, who was blowing her nose.
Eight creatures from different regions gathered here.
Meet the king.
This was completely different from when they paid a visit to Chu Xing'er. They had restrained all their selves, as if they had turned into eight static statues.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed. The direction of the wind was blowing from the ancient trees to all directions. The vegetation along the way was low, and the lakes and rivers were rippled. The wind continued to blow far away, and the mountains along the way did not stop it.
The wind comes from the one in the ancient tree.
The words spoken in the wind also come from the one who is announcing, announcing that all the mountains, rivers, and trees will remember those eight creatures at this time. They will be the guardians and protectors. They are the kings, who have been given new life and crowns, and have been given orders.
guidance and mission.
The ancient trees were roaring, and pieces of golden leaves slowly fell from the ancient trees.
It fell on the eight leaning creatures and melted into it, just like thin snow.
A shadow bigger than any of the creatures shrouded this place. The eight creatures did not raise their heads, but Chu Xing'er could see clearly. They were eight arms, stretching down from the void. Red scales opened and closed on the arms. The arms
The muscles bulged and moved like water with the movements of those arms.
On top of the ancient tree, a red dragon-shaped shadow overlooks the world.
The eight arms hung down gently, and the fingertips of the sharp claws touched the foreheads of the eight creatures.
The fingertips are moving.
As they bowed their heads, their eyebrows shone brightly, and the places touched by their fingertips lit up, accompanied by drops of blood reappearing some powerful and ancient power. It was a rune, and all eight of them were different.
"You will serve Taihang, protect all spirits, and leave your names high on the tree." A majestic and deep voice sounded from very high up, and the whole world seemed to be trembling. At this time, Chu Xing'er could not see the red shadow.
Look directly again.
"Those who abandon their homeland will eventually be abandoned, and those who never abandon their homeland will eventually be exalted." There was roaring from all directions, and the eight bending creatures felt that the world around them was collapsing. This was the one who was chanting, and his power was spreading.
To every corner of the mountains!
Boundless light and heat enveloped them.
They were literally lifted.
The sound of scales rubbing against each other rang in their ears, but warm heat surged up from the depths of their souls. They were submerged, soaked, and their limbs lost consciousness.
At the end of their consciousness, they heard a sound, which was extremely loud, solemn, and far away, just like when they came to a temple and heard the ringing of an ancient bell deep in the mountains.