Chapter 357 Who is Climbing the Immortal Mountain?
When Feng Qingyan entered the State of Lu and was about to go to Mount Twenty-Seven Books.
In front of the rolling raging sea at the end of the mountain and sea realm, a dozen Taoist True Monarchs were already standing, all looking solemnly at the rolling raging sea and the Three Immortals Mountain behind the raging sea.
They were as motionless as wood carvings and clay sculptures, as if they were waiting for something.
About an hour later, a childish voice that was so quiet that it rang through the bones was once again faintly visible in the raging wind of the sea, carrying a hint of cold air.
The welcoming boy from Dapengxian Mountain appeared again.
"The mountains are far away and the water is far away, blocking the world of mortals; the rough robe is worn, and the universe is falling in the sleeves; the sun and the moon are shouldered, and the universe is embraced. I always let the smoke and haze roar proudly, and the world is at ease. The dragon descends and the tiger lies high on the road, and the purple mist protects the new nest
, Baiyun is an old friend. He lives forever and only sleeps in a pot..."
The welcoming boy floated in on the dark clouds.
"coming."
A true king looked at the welcoming boy and said.
This greeting boy will appear every few days, ranging from three to five days.
"I am the welcome boy in the true realm of the fairyland. I specialize in guiding the fairy guests from all walks of life." The welcome boy stepped on the ink cloud and looked at the crowd and said quietly, then made a gesture of invitation and said: "Everyone
,please."
"Thank you Xiantong for showing me the way."
A true king with white eyebrows and white hair saluted the boy who welcomed the guests.
“Have a safe journey.”
"Return safely."
"I'll wait for you to return as an immortal..."
The dozen true kings at the end of the mountain and sea realm all bowed to the white-haired true king.
The White-haired True Monarch turned around and returned the greeting. Without saying anything, he flew to the nearest white skeleton. The skeleton was more than ten feet long. It was the bones of an unknown giant beast. It was shaped like a sword or a small boat...
Although the angry sea cannot be flown over, as if there is a mysterious force suppressing it, it is still possible to fly more than ten feet away from the sea.
At this time, the welcoming fairy boy looked at the white-haired True Monarch and said: "This fairy guest, the East China Sea has not been calm recently. When you go there, you need to be careful of the monsters in the sea, so as not to be buried in the belly of the beast."
"Thank you Fairy Boy."
The White-haired True Lord salutes you again.
The welcoming fairy boy said nothing more and floated into the angry sea, gradually disappearing.
"Brother Chen, I will wait for you to return as an immortal!"
The True Lord at the end of the mountain and sea realm spoke loudly again.
"I will return as an immortal."
At this time, the White-haired True Monarch looked towards the world of mountains and seas, looked at the ten True Monarchs and shouted loudly, then controlled the bones at his feet and flew away into the angry sea.
The angry sea is boundless, setting off rolling waves of blood.
However, it unexpectedly did not overturn the bones, but it did make the True Lord at the end of the mountain and sea realm feel a bit hopeful.
Maybe the angry sea can really be crossed.
Maybe he can become an immortal...
After a while, all the True Lords could no longer see the White-haired True Lord, but they did not leave and kept waiting here.
On the bones.
The White-haired True Monarch drove the skeleton forward cautiously.
In the terrifying blood wave, there were white bones floating one after another, and there was an aura of terror that made people feel very uneasy.
"Hey, these animal bones seem to contain a hidden power."
As time passed, the White-haired Lord accidentally discovered the magic of the bones. However, it is understandable that these bones would not be simple after being corroded by the waves of blood.
At this time, the wind and waves caused by the angry sea became even stronger, and it seemed that the bones could no longer hold up.
The expression of the white-haired True Monarch couldn't help but change.
After a while, he saw a huge skull floating somewhere, like a ship, which made him feel happy.
He immediately drove the skeleton closer to the skull.
This skull is crystal clear, surrounded by a faint fairy light, and filled with a mysterious power.
"Immortal, immortal bones?"
The white-haired Lord was horrified.
Was the owner of this skull an immortal during his lifetime?
In fact, any bones that have been preserved in the roaring sea are not ordinary objects. If the bones in the sea of blood were thrown into the mountains and seas, and thrown into the world, I am afraid that countless people would fight for them crazily.
It's a pity that no one can fish out the bones from the sea of blood.
A few days ago, Zhenjun had already tried it and almost got himself involved.
Although the skull is like a boat and is very safe for the white-haired True Monarch, the sea of blood is getting brighter and brighter, and there is an oppressive atmosphere.
Even if he is a true king, he still can't bear it.
In the blink of an eye, it seems like a day has passed.
But the fairy mountain is still very far away.
The angry sea seemed boundless, and the Sanxian Mountain was still far away, leaving the White-haired True Monarch endlessly puzzled.
In one day, he had driven his skull and traveled at least several thousand miles.
"No, blood mist!"
After a few days passed, the white-haired True Monarch's expression suddenly changed, as if blood mist suddenly arose in the angry sea. The safe crossing of the sea in the past few days almost made him think that the blood sea can be crossed and the blood sea is safe...
Huhu——
And when the blood mist arose, strong winds came out, causing bursts of howling ghosts and wolves, and even terrifying huge waves.
The white-haired True Monarch had a solemn expression on his face, trying to stabilize his skull as he floated cautiously in the stormy waves. However, he could not avoid the blood mist. When the blood mist enveloped his body, his body immediately began to corrode.
"ah--"
The white-haired True Lord couldn't help but scream.
Even if he is a true king, he cannot resist the corrosion of blood mist. Moreover, blood mist not only corrodes his flesh and blood, but also corrodes his soul...
"Stay away from the upside-down dreams and achieve nirvana..."
But at this moment, the Buddha's song floated from the angry sea again, like a big yellow bell, which instantly suppressed the blood mist and suppressed the blood waves.
The White-haired True Monarch was shocked and overjoyed.
At this time, he drove the skull and chased madly towards the monk in white who was riding a wave of blood.
Around the white-clothed monk, the wind was roaring and waves of blood surged into the sky, but under his feet there was calm.
After a while, the white-haired True Lord finally caught up, and he couldn't help but relax.
The monk in white lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, tapping the wooden fish gently, and walked away step by step as if he didn't see him.
The White-haired True Lord followed closely behind him, driving the skull ship crazily.
I don’t know when or how long I had been floating, but the White-haired True Monarch realized that the Immortal Mountain was actually close.
"Fairy Mountain!"
At this time, the white-haired True Monarch couldn't believe it. He stood on the bones and looked at the fairy mountain excitedly.
The Fairy Mountain is majestic, reaching into the sky, exuding an aura of eternity. It seems that you only need to walk up the Fairy Mountain to become an immortal.
Soon, the White-haired True Monarch made the skull float to the front of the Immortal Mountain.
"Dapeng Mountain."
In front of the fairy mountain, there is a stone tablet a hundred feet high.
The stone tablets are mottled and have existed for who knows how many years, making them look extremely ancient.
"Haha, Immortal Mountain, I finally reached the Immortal Mountain." The White-haired True Lord couldn't help shouting, his whole body was shaking with excitement, and he couldn't believe that he had actually reached the Immortal Mountain.
He drove the skull slowly closer to the fairy mountain, and then he couldn't help but jumped down and landed on the stone platform next to the stone tablet. After a while, he found that there were many sword marks on the stone tablet, as if a tragic death had occurred.
of war.
"What happened to Fairy Mountain?"
At this time, the White-haired True Lord calmed down and looked at the stone monument with doubts. Moreover, just as he approached the stone monument, he felt a sharp murderous aura, as if it was slashing towards him.
"Hahaha……"
A sad and ferocious laughter sounded, but it quickly disappeared.