Chapter 25 Pillow Heart Garden The End of White Clouds
The morning dew reflected the rainbow, and the mountains were hazy with rain and mist.
After years of sweetness and bitterness, people go to the old garden for tea.
The mountain scenery is pure and strange, and the natural spirit is there. The misty sky is out of this world, and the empty valley is silent.
A forest path, winding deep into the mountains without a trace. The stone steps were stained with moss, making the steps slippery.
Step by step, who disturbed the purity of this place? Come from the world and go to the outside world.
"After a long time, this place is still so quiet and ethereal. Zhitian, do you still remember this place?"
Zhi Tiantian walked silently and silently. When he saw a flower blooming by the roadside, he couldn't help but step forward to pick it. The fragrance of the flower hit his nostrils, and he looked a little dazed.
There seemed to be a hazy elf woman, jokingly saying: "You can't pick the wild flowers on the roadside..."
Xuantian Feng Hao Emperor Yang waved his sleeves to disperse the fragrance and said with a smile: "You can't pick the flowers and plants on the roadside."
The fragrance of the flower dissipated, the breeze blew on his face, Zhitian woke up, and heard Di Yang say: "This flower is called Illusion Lovesickness, and its stamens emit a special fragrance. If you smell it, you can dream of lovesickness."
When Zhitian heard it, he thought and felt something, he put the flower in his hand back, a blue light flashed through, the three-light divine water showed its power, and then regained its vitality, the illusion of longing swayed, as if to welcome.
The path is quiet and quiet, going deep into a valley outside the world. The clouds and mist hang as low as a cover, and the wind blows and swells. From time to time, cranes spread their wings, and occasionally a corner of the palace is exposed. It seems like a fairyland on earth, where you linger and never want to go back.
Exactly: A brief taste of herbs - Zhenxinyuan.
Going down the stone steps, it gradually becomes clear that there are three or two pavilions. In the middle of the pavilion, there is a plaque with the words "Pillow Heart Garden" carved on it.
There are also many flower beds in order, with various varieties of flowers and plants planted in the flower beds.
Going forward, there is an acre of flower beds blocking the road, and a stone tablet stands on the side, with the inscription "Taste a few herbs" engraved on it.
Di Yang said: "The goddess once said: Don't forget the sufferings of our ancestors. When entering the garden, you need to taste a flower and grass to commemorate the beauty of your ancestors."
Zhitian looked at the flower bed, where there were flowers, fruits and grass. He called it with his hand, and a small green fruit fell into his palm. He took a slight sip, and it tasted bitter and then sweet. When he entered his belly, he suddenly felt heat surge up to the tips of his hair, and light steam evaporated.
And out.
Di Yang smiled and said: "This fruit is called Qingyan, and it has the effect of warming the stomach and dispelling cold."
After that, he also took a flower and put it into his throat. It was dry and numb.
After a brief taste of the herbs, we walked for a while until we reached a small wooden bridge. Under the bridge was a turbulent stream. Next to it was a pavilion with six corners like a flying swallow.
In the pavilion, there is a pot of tea and two cups.
It seems like a scene is reappearing in front of my eyes, and there seems to be a sound echoing in my ears:
"Yu'er, there must be a reason for the beast tribe's sudden raging in Fudi's swamp. I will come back as soon as I go."
"Okay, I'll make tea and wait here for you to come back..."
This time, things have changed, stars have moved, the sea has changed, the color of the world has changed, people have disappeared, and there is no hope for it.
Zhitian was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly he had a lot of thoughts, and he was speechless. He took water from the stream, boiled it, poured two cups, and drank it in his mouth. It was bitter, astringent, and tasteless.
He said: "Reply to me, what is heaven?"
Di Yang stood on the small bridge, holding the three-legged cauldron in his palm, waving his sleeves with his hands behind his back, and said: "This answer can only be solved by yourself."
Zhitian lowered his head and looked at the tea in the cup. As it swayed, what he had seen and heard since his birth emerged. It was life, death, the survival of all things, the movement of nature, and...
What is it?
Zhitian fell into deep thought, watching the stream flowing by, reflecting the clouds and mist in the sky, and drinking a cup of tea that he had been waiting for for a long time...
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Laoshan.
The nine-day whale wave and white cloud formation form the body and body, and instantly activate the white cloud formation to protect the sky, blocking the journey of the Emperor of Heaven.
The golden divine dragon screams sadly and moans, causing the sky to weep. It rains continuously, washing away the smoke of war and the blood-stained dust.
The divine dragon soared in the great formation of white clouds protecting the sky, circled several times, held a stream of pure holy cloud energy in its mouth, and flew away into the sky.
In the magic circle, Emperor Shutian was covered in blood, and the bleeding was not stopping, especially at the back of his heart. A faint light flashed, his status was refreshed, and he recovered as before.
"Bang...poof..."
Then, the wound burst open again, and in just a moment, it was stained red all over again.
The thirty-seven swords of the balanced sword style invisibly cut away the protection of Emperor Shutian, and defeated one of them first. The Dragon Qi Sword, with the power of the dragon and the power of heaven, erupted outside the body of Emperor Shutian in an instant, seriously injuring him.
Better yet.
Moreover, the move of the Dragon Qi Sword remained in Shutian Emperor's body, preventing his physical body from recovering. If it is to be dispelled, it will take some time.
Emperor Shu Tian smiled and said: "Haha... Hahaha... What a destined person, what a Bai Yunsheng. To stop me, you gave up the opportunity of Bingjie reincarnation. I will remember you."
He was about to take a step forward, but suddenly countless heavenly swords roared and stabbed at Emperor Shutian. Emperor Shutian was protected by the lanterns and was not injured by the sword, but he was repelled by the huge force and returned to the top of Mount Laoshan.<
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I also saw white clouds rushing in, covering the sky and the earth. Suddenly the sky and the earth were completely white, and I didn’t know what was up, down, left, or behind.
Helpless, Emperor Shutian closed his eyes, expelled the eight ghost lamps in his body, and used the move of the Burning Dragon Qi Sword. Unconsciously, time passed, and after the fourth watch, it entered the fifth watch. His expression gradually became peaceful, and his mood returned to calmness.
He opened his mouth and spit out a Dragon Qi Sword. The light flashed and refreshed again, returning to the original state. With a slight movement of his feet, the divine power penetrated through the mountain and leaped into the sky.
The heavenly sword comes out, the formation has no heart, and the white clouds protecting the sky formation: broken.
When the magic circle was broken, the white clouds gradually dissipated and ascended into the sky. The Heavenly Sword also turned into a colorful ray of light and disappeared into the sea of clouds, gaining power again and waiting for the call of the next destiny.
Emperor Shutian did not stop him, nor did he bother to stop him. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a dim light shining in his eyes, seeing through the limits of the realm, and looking straight to the six heavens.
When he saw the Three Saints sitting and discussing the Tao, his face turned red and his ears turned red, and he showed signs of taking action.
Seeing the white-feathered warrior god lowering his eyebrows, he instructed the fairy to dance with his sword.
I saw a magnificent palace, with gods sitting in meditation at the top of the palace.
Many divine beings noticed their gazes, and all looked towards the human world, each with their own thoughts. Emperor Shutian snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, and waved his sleeves to cover up the secrets of heaven.
"Gods of the six heavens, your hands are stretched too far. Hmm... where is the god Confucian Zichuan?"
I saw him holding out a dark lantern to lead the way, aiming directly at... Tianshan Mountain!
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But it is said that the golden divine dragon soared into the clouds and rode away in the mist, traveling in the sea of clouds, intending to return to the Ziwei Emperor Star, dormant and pregnant, waiting for the sky. On the way, I suddenly felt an inexplicable call from a far away place, which was extremely strong, so I changed my direction and traveled hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.
It's here in a moment.
The mountains are so high that you can see the clouds from the top; the air is so cold that there are thousands of years of ice and snow. There is no distinction between day and night, and the snow is white; there is no difference between cold and heat, and the sky is vast.
Tianshan Mountain, Tianshan Mountain, the golden divine dragon arrived at Tianshan Mountain, looked at the top of Tianshan Mountain, and saw the poorly conceived dragon egg. It spit out the pure holy cloud energy in its mouth, and the dragon roared, and then it dived in and merged into the dragon egg. p>
The dragon egg suddenly reacted, beating like a heart, bursting with rich vitality, and it took a long time to calm down.
Halfway up Tianshan Mountain, Shenru Zichuan, Dongwang Taiyi, and Aku Venerable all sent out a stream of true energy, merged with a stream of Shi Zun Xuan Qi halfway, wrapped up the pure holy cloud energy, and led it to the front of the mountainside. The mysterious energy of the First Lord merges into the pure holy cloud energy, transforming into a virtual shadow, causing the nine-day whale wave and white clouds to reappear.
He looked at the sky, the earth, the mountains, and then looked at the three people wrapped in the snow, and said with a smile: "They are the strongest gangsters in the three religions. It's a pleasure to meet them."
At the critical moment, the three fellow practitioners were not allowed to move lightly, but their consciousness was clear. The divine Confucian Zichuan said: "Our upper bodies and heavenly hearts have felt the Yunren's battle to become gods. They are righteous and sacrifice themselves for the common people. We admire the Yunren.
Do you have any last wishes?"
"A last wish?"
Bai Yunsheng looked at the white clouds and thought about the past. His heart was as untainted as the white clouds. The past events were the same. Occasionally, there were waves, and he said: "There is one thing, it is related to the Yun family, so, so, so, so..." "Well, if we know it, we will definitely find out the truth and bring clarity to the world."
"Thank you very much. My destiny has ended, and your destiny is about to come. China is relying on you, please."
The three of them said together: "Please."
At this time, the sea of clouds surged violently, and a cloud whale covering the sky appeared. The cloud whale screamed sadly and sobbed.
"Haha... My friend Yunjing, are you coming to take me home? Let's go."
As soon as the words fell, white clouds flew into the sky, and the standing cloud whale's head was swung with a fly whisk. He stood upright with his hands behind his back, guarding the cloud whale and went away. The shadow gradually dissipated, and the poem recited echoed between heaven and earth:
"Today people ride on whales and disappear between heaven and earth.
Once the clouds in the sky dispersed, they dispersed again into the blue sea.
Scatter the soil of the world and fertilize the talents.
If there is a time to return, how long will the floating clouds be free?"
At this point, a generation of masters, gods in the sea of clouds, and Baiyunsheng in the Nine Heavens Whale Tao have completely fallen, which is both sighing and regrettable.
The shadow dissipated, leaving behind a wisp of pure holy cloud energy, following the cloud whale as it traveled through the sea of clouds, drifting without knowing where it was going or where it was returning.
It gradually dissipates while floating until it encounters a group of purple gas...
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When Yun Jing left Tianshan, another Confucian figure climbed up Tianshan, halfway up the mountain, and worshiped from a distance: "Disciple Zhou Xuehai, pay homage to the master, pay homage to the senior Dongwang, and pay homage to the venerable one."
The divine Confucian Zichuan said: "What's the matter?"
"It's about the death of the Emperor Shu Tian, so and so..."
I picked the key points: Shenru Xuanzhang, Shenru Zichuan.
Sold by his apprentice!
Dongwang Taiyi smiled and said: "Haha... You are such a good disciple and good friend. I admire you. I admire you."
The divine scholar Zichuan's face darkened and he cursed angrily: "You evil disciple."
At this moment, I suddenly felt the power of the gods descending, and the Tianshan Mountains were in darkness. Before anyone arrived, the sound had already arrived:
"You are worthy of the judgment of the God of Hell!"