The ripples spread out, and the silhouettes of stars swayed gently.
Li Xi'an was wrapped in bubbles and sank. The water was cold, but there was a majestic spirit dancing around. The blue bird sat on the large bronze cauldron. This large cauldron did not enter the water with the red dragon, but was suspended not far from the surface of the pool.
place. So she could very clearly see the huge red creature making huge waves in the water, splashing white spray and even occasionally splashing on her face.
Yaochi...
Countless creatures in Kyushu dream of this opportunity, and many people who have mastered the Dharma will never find it in their lifetime.
Yaochi did not reject the red dragon at all, and allowed the creature to stir up waves in the water. The blue bird saw it and found it even more interesting. As a restricted area in Kunlun, Yaochi was often used as a place where the empress entertained other ancient beings, so she easily accepted the red dragon.
Is it true? She increasingly suspected that the red dragon was an elixir made into essence. This natural affinity between heaven and earth and the rich and ecstatic fragrance of blood couldn't be justified if it was not an elixir.
The waves are rolling across the stars.
Something was falling rapidly, and they were not the only ones who fell upside down from the Bronze City into the Yao Pond. The blue bird looked alert, and the red dragon in the Yao Pond also raised the giant golden candle.
When he got closer, he could clearly see what was falling, and it turned out to be the white jade stone tablet. It was falling, and the stone tablet was covered with scarlet lines like spider webs, beating, and then fell straight into the Yaochi.
The blue bird has not yet arrived and calls out to the red dragon urgently.
He saw a huge red creature rising up in the pool, and the stone tablet hung safely above his head. The stone tablet came to find him. The spiderweb-like blood vessels beat, dyeing the white jade stone tablet into a strange scarlet, but it was said that it was close to Li Xi'an.
The aura was very strange. Chi Jiao had never encountered such a thing before. Wait, he thought about it again, it seemed that a similar situation had happened before.
In Jue Sword Thirty-Three, the human named Gu Chuchu kindly ran deep into the mountains and gave it to Li Xi'an.
After he poured blood, the aura of those ancient swords on him was roughly the same as that of this stone monument, except that this stone monument was more natural and peaceful, with everything restrained. In terms of material, the white jade stone monument that could be eroded by filth for tens of millions of years and was spotless did not need to be
Say more.
The girl sitting on the bronze tripod had a clear look on her face when she saw this.
She said that the breath of blood dripping from the red dragon on the stone tablet felt familiar. This was not Kunlun's law, but a contract. This stone tablet recognized the red dragon and wanted to follow him in the war.
Li Xi'an pondered.
This stone tablet is the token between the emperor and the Queen Mother of the West, and it is also the last support for their existence in this world. It is already a great opportunity for him to set foot in Kunlun and visit Yaochi. Wouldn't it be a bit overreaching to take this stone tablet away? The stone tablet seems to be overreaching.
I sensed the meaning of the red dragon, but it remained motionless. The huge spirit overflowed from this stone tablet, forming the oldest and most primitive text.
A long time ago, words were created by our ancestors observing the symbols and meanings of the movement of all things. As a medium that carries the natural power of heaven and earth, the older and more primitive it is, and the closer it is to the nature of heaven and earth, the more incredible the power it contains. This is why the killing technique
The reason for the emergence of ancient scriptures as a carrier is that the writing of the Five Elements Killing Technique that Li Xi'an has now learned is also the most ancient and primitive product.
Just looking at the words on the stone tablet can shock the whole mind. It is not an empty ancient scripture, but a real spirit, or "vessel". The impact of such a thing running the original words is terrifying and abnormal.
Those words appeared one after another, rolling up waves on the Yaochi, and the light that lit up was more dazzling than the stars!
The waves were higher and higher, and the mirror-like surface of the pool surged like a tidal wave. The waves beat against each other, and the silhouettes of the stars were eclipsed. Only the stone tablet above the head of the red dragon rose brightly, like a big sun spinning above the head of the red dragon.
The waves swallowed up the stars, and the roar was like thunder.
The spirit of the stone tablet pushed away the Heaven-carrying Cauldron and the blue bird sitting on it, while the surging waves submerged the red behemoth in the depths.
The blue bird watched all this quietly, saying nothing and doing nothing.
Although the process was very different, she knew what it meant.
A dream in Yaochi.
One of the oldest mysterious rituals in Kyushu.
The golden candle went out, and Li Xi'an showed no resistance at all and was drawn into the deepest part of Yaochi.
There is eternal silence in all directions, and stars are twinkling in the endless darkness, as if he is indeed floating in the universe.
The water in Yaochi was so cold that it froze Li Xi'an's soul. He wondered if he would have encountered this kind of situation if he had not encountered the ghost coffin that sealed the blue bird in the narrow space under the Yellow River and kept sinking.
Cold.
The legendary Yaochi Yi Meng.
But can this cold pool water really make people fall asleep?
He heard someone chanting Qu Yuan's poems in a low voice in the silence and darkness, and the grand ancient bells rang in his head, like the call of an ancient temple farthest away from the hustle and bustle in the world.
Suddenly, Li Xi'an opened his eyes.
He realized that this was some kind of call.
…………
In a small town, it has been dark for a long time.
There are practitioners in the center of the city who ring the bell, and the sound of the bell can be heard far away, telling the city defenders what time it is.
In some abandoned corner, a boy seemed to be disturbed by the sound of bells. He hummed softly and slowly opened his eyes. It was lava-like gold, like a burning golden candle. After he opened his eyes, an inexplicable feeling
The breath of love spread from the boy's thin figure.
He didn't notice it, he just lifted up the straw mat on his body, stood up with some difficulty and walked out.
The movement was very light, but Li Xi'an hadn't gotten used to it yet, so he still woke up the people around him.
"Baby, can you walk?" The voice was hoarse. It was an old man's voice, and his words were very concerned. Li Xi'an did not look back. The old man could not see his changes behind him. If he looked back, he might be regarded as being possessed by a demon. He couldn't explain.
Clear and hate trouble.
He responded lightly.
At the same time, pictures came up one after another, drowning him like a tide.
Kyushu...
This man was nameless. Unfortunately, his leg was trampled by a horse when he was working in the house of a local wealthy gentleman, and he became a cripple. The old man saw him as pitiful and took him in, but in fact, he was not taken in. He could not even support himself.
Most of the living expenses of the two people came from the compensation given to the boy by the wealthy gentry. The old man was willing to take care of a disabled person probably because of this idea. The boy really needs someone to take care of his daily life. The old and the young are in this corner.
After living together for a while, the two became familiar with each other, and it was obvious that the old man was a kind person.
But these days, those who have the worst life are good people, especially good people with little background like the old man.
Li Xi'an's brows were tightly knitted.
He swept past this information. He was not here to start a new life.
He is a dragon.
Qingniao said that Yaochi Yimeng could help him find the answer he was looking for.
But is the thing he is looking for in Kyushu? What is going on with this boy? The so-called Yaochi Dream is just a soul occupying another body at a different time? Li Xi'an is a little disgusted, but it doesn't mean that this method is not terrible.
Rather, the aura of ancient Kunlun is so majestic that it is difficult to imagine that the wonderland of Yaochi within it would be revealed in this way.
His soul is here, but where is the boy's conscious soul?
A dream in Yaochi seems to be more evil than filthy...