It was clearly early spring, but the dragon shape looked like a rolling mountain covered with maple trees. By late autumn, the mountains and fields were all red like fire. The golden king watched the scales of the red dragon spread out.
The slender figure with flying clothes is wrapped in the scales of the late autumn red maple, as if it is a star falling towards the world, just like the scales spread out by the late autumn maple are the tail of the falling star.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes and felt the sound of wind filling his eardrums.
Among the mountains, the sun rose slowly. The clouds that had been cut by the huge body were covered with bright sunlight, and then turned into gorgeous purple and red.
He opened his eyes following the twilight light.
Facing the east, he calmly stared at the rising sun. His body followed the gravity downwards, with the stretching mountains above the perspective and the clouds below. When the dazzling light shone on Li Xi'an's face, he smiled silently.
Insects chirped and birds chirped, and the mole stood under the ancient tree, looking at the clouds.
It is already noon, and the sun shines directly on the mountains and land through the hollows in the thick clouds. It was the caves in the clouds that were previously formed by red dragons casting thousands of arms hanging down from the clouds.
It also creates the beautiful scenery that I see right now.
Thousands of golden beams are shining down, and the early spring sunshine is nourishing the land again.
The dark sacred mountain stood majestically, and the twinkling stars were extinguished. Except for the dark mountain body, which looked like iron, it became no different from an ordinary mountain. Occasionally, flocks of birds flew slowly and leisurely across the middle of the dark sacred mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist.
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In a place on the ancient tree that is covered by lush branches and leaves, a figure sits quietly, resting against the tree trunk. His hands are clasped in his arms, and the gold-patterned black clothes hang down naturally. His long hair is scattered casually, covering half of his cheeks.
The red dragon consumed too much in this battle, so he found a tree that was pleasing to the eye and slept until now. It seems that he has no tendency to wake up. It is a real deep sleep, at least the cricket cannot wake up with just his voice.
Speaking of which, a dragon often likes to sit on trees, which are old trees. Mole pondered that in his knowledge, dragons mostly live in deep pools or large lakes.
It seems that Chijiao mentioned that his home is on a small island with an old camphor tree.
Hundreds of years of habits cannot be changed overnight, but they can be suppressed on weekdays. Chijiao should be the most relaxed and tired at this moment. He could not suppress his habits anymore, so he simply found an ancient tree to rest.
To put it bluntly, this fierce and scary guy seems to be homesick.
It's probably similar to what the ancient scholars thought of immediately after taking the exam, which was to return home in fine clothes, lurk in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and crush the ancestor's plan, which was what this dragon planned day and night. Now that the threat has been eradicated, the ancestor of the True First Realm actually turned out to be real.
He became his prey. When the dust settled, Chi Jiao naturally thought of going home.
Scholar? Dragon? Mole smiled and shook his head.
It didn't quite match, but he couldn't think of a good description for the moment.
The chirping sound of birdsong came from behind, and the mole turned around blankly. There was a bird perched on the corner of the young redwood branch, flapping its wings.
"Oh! Oh my God!" He said in an exaggerated tone.
Because the birds flapping their wings hit the red dragon's face, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, these birds woke up the sleeping Li Xi'an. Before the boy who opened his eyes blankly could react, the birds chirped again.
Scattered.
"Are you happy?" A voice sounded from the tree.
"No." He said seriously.
"I hope you didn't." Li Xi'an waved his hand and yawned.
I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time.
He was severely injured and sealed in a ghost coffin. Although his body was sleeping, his spirit was tense all the time. Now the tight string was finally loosened a little. This short half-day's rest made him seem to be getting rid of his old shed.
Get your life back.
Only then did the red dragon really wake up from the ghost coffin.
"Here." Zhu threw up a coin-like object, and Li Xi'an reached out to take it.
When I got it in my hand, I realized that it was the peeled carapace of some kind of insect. It was a gorgeous dark gold color. If I looked closely, I could see the ancient patterns on the shell.
"What is this?" The young man tilted his head.
"Gift... stop, stop, don't throw it back in a hurry. It's not the inheritance of witchcraft from Shiwanda Mountain, but a set of sword formations. I believe it will be useful to you." Miao waved his hand with a solemn look on his face.
Li Xi'an injected spirit and the lines lit up.
He smiled.
He had previously thought that these patterns were the patterns on the carapace carried by the mole, but he did not expect that the creature had carved them on it himself. There was a dragon shape engraved on this palm-sized carapace. With just a few strokes, this dragon shape with a straight arrow had charm.
.This is not the key, the key is the sword array stored in the carapace.
Sixteen ancient swords flew out one by one, and dark purple light filled the air.
The blade of the sword roared like a living dragon with its head hidden.
Li Xi'an could tell how terrifying this sword formation was at a glance. It wasn't just how extraordinary these swords were, but the material of the sword body was vastly inferior to his Xijian. If it were only compared to the sword itself, Xijian could
All sixteen ancient swords were cut off.
The scary thing is the words engraved on the sword.
The name of the sword array is Lixia! Lixia Sword... The golden tide rose in his clear eyes, and the ancient characters were dismantled and imprinted in Li Xi'an's mind one by one. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the sword array was profound and this knowledge
If it's too deep, you won't be able to study anything for a while.
The young man rubbed his chin and nodded.
He immediately took out the big bronze cauldron and put the ancient swords in, showing no courtesy at all and nothing to be polite about.
When he brought out the Heavenly Cauldron, he did not forget to ask Mole, where did this sword array come from?
"Here." The mole threw another carapace, and Li Xi'an took it again, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a head. The expression on the head was intact, and pain, fear, and disbelief were written all over the twisted face.
"This emperor was equipped with such a powerful sword formation without knowing it. He did not follow the path of eating Xia Xia and collecting dew to nourish the sword. He insisted on killing creatures by thirsting for blood. He was killed by me and the sword formation remained. Can you deduce it?
, can you get any clues from this head? I'm also very curious about the origin of this sword formation."
"You can give it a try."
Li Xi'an also became curious. This sword formation was indeed extraordinary and could not be mastered by those in the extreme palace realm.
Once this method is perfected, it is not weaker than the terrifying magical power of the jade hand of creation! It is so true that it may be able to compete with the unshakable ones in the ancestors. In fact, the red dragon and the mole are guessing in their hearts whether there is someone who is the same as Yuchai Shunde.
Dharma created by ancestors of the same status.
The lotus bloomed, and the blurry past flowed in Li Xi'an's eyes.
Trace back, trace back, keep tracing back!
The golden pupils suddenly widened, and the blurry clouds dispersed, revealing a bronze temple. At first glance, Li Xi'an thought it was the Bronze City in Kunlun, but in fact it was very different.
Kunlun Shrine is a majestic and majestic ancient palace that has stood peacefully since ancient times.
This bronze temple is unparalleled and overbearing. It is built between heaven and earth, and even the sky is pierced. It seems to be made of thousands of ancient swords. When he wanted to see more details,
The screen is disconnected.
Li Xi'an shook his head, feeling a little dazed. It was a clue, but it couldn't be called a clue.
"how?"
"There are no useful clues, it doesn't matter, the sword array is enough.
He got up from the ancient tree.
"By the way, I want to go back to Taihang.
"I know." Zhu smiled, "But before going back, how about going to Li Bu as a guest? The real guest is neither Chi Jiao nor the king of Taihang. He just goes to Li Bu as a friend of Zhu.