The cicadas are shrill and the icy rain is falling.
The crackling water drops hit the warm edge of the window, rendering the deep night thicker and darker.
There is a bright and active candlestick, beating slowly in the room, continuing to exude a warm and gentle light.
You He stood by the window, staring at the rain that never stopped day and night, letting the hem of his clothes get wet from constant beatings, and the cold chill slowly penetrated into his bones.
Phew~
The cold wind suddenly swept through, and along with the fine and cold rain, it slapped You He's body crazily, causing him to start coughing violently.
Along with coughing, blood continued to ooze from the corners of his mouth, making his face become paler.
You He looked at the white elephant sitting at the table and apologized in a low voice: "Teacher, I was wrong..."
Bai Xiang waved his hand, patted You He on the shoulder, and then said earnestly: "My child, I know what you are thinking, but your practicing so hard will not only not help improve your realm, but will continue to accumulate hidden wounds.
, which has put a huge burden on the body. During this period, you have been injured several times. If you keep burning the lamp like this, you may be on the verge of death before you can break through to the immortal spirit."
You He obediently lowered his head and said in a weak voice: "Teacher, I'm sorry."
"Silly boy, there is no need to be so polite to me. This three-grade lotus flower was a treasure personally gifted by Saint Zhunti when I first worshiped at Lingshan Mountain. It not only has the effect of teasing the aura and recuperating, but it can also subtly improve the bloodline foundation. You and
Just seal off the five senses and six consciousnesses and sleep on the lotus platform for seven days."
After saying that, Bai Xiang flicked his sleeves and lightly tapped You He's forehead with his fingers.
Suddenly, a strong sense of sleepiness suddenly surged into his heart, making You He immediately staggered, collapsed directly on the lotus platform, and fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing You He's eyes closed but his brows still furrowed, Bai Xiang felt helpless and sad.
Six days ago, the Dragon Clan announced to Honghuang that they would completely join the heavenly camp and move the clouds and rain for them.
Four days ago, Youjie died in the West Sea. His soul did not return to the underworld, but was directly captured and imprisoned by some strange force. It is still unknown until now.
Baixiang did not inform Youhe of Youjie's death.
First of all, the Dragon Clan has a profound heritage and countless strong men. In addition to the several Taiyi Dragon Kings on the surface, there are also several Daluo Ancestors hiding in the world. And based on the information gathered by Buddhism during this period, during the Dragon and Phoenix Calamity period,
At least three of the powerful dragon clan are still alive in the world.
You He is just a mere immortal, and wanting to fight against the Dragon Clan is tantamount to wishful thinking.
Secondly, he didn't want to get into trouble.
The current development of Buddhism can be said to be changing at a rapid pace, but before the catastrophe of Journey to the West came, it did not have the capital to fight against the Dragon Clan. It just looked like a raging fire and blooming flowers, but in fact it did not have any top-level combat power, like Lu Ya
, Ran Deng, Kong Xuan, the three old quasi-sages, all listen to the tune but not the preaching. The only powerful quasi-sages that can be used now are Tathagata. The remaining pharmacists, Maitreya, Jiguang and other Buddhas are all
It’s just Daluo Jinxian.
Now is the era when Buddhism is booming, and the grievances with the dragon clan can wait until after the journey to the west.
Moreover, the white elephant does not know how to speak.
Why does You He practice so hard? He wants to achieve the Golden Immortal through his own efforts and become a strong man who can control the wind and rain, so that his father can be proud of it, so that he can work hard to build his own dojo in the West Sea and never live another life.
This kind of displaced and dependent life.
Because of this, how could Bai Xiang have the heart to tell him the cruel truth?
"Alas..." Looking at You He's frowning face, Bai Xiang sighed helplessly.
The young and strong face in the past looked particularly weak and shaky against the flickering candlelight.
Bai Xiang seems to have seen his original self in Youhe.
He silently stared at his beloved disciple. The tall and broad ridges were like mountains, blocking all the wind and rain from the outside world.
After a while, he slowly left the room and left quietly.
A pure and soft cloud suddenly gathered at the feet of the white elephant, holding it up steadily and galloping towards the southeast.
The goal of Bai Xiang's trip is to the blessed land of Dongsheng China, Luo Jing Mountain.
Why go there?
It turned out that before Manjusri left the west for the underworld, he had secretly given some instructions to the white elephant, saying that deep in the ground of Luojing Mountain, there were three rhinoceros monsters sleeping with pure and kind hearts. If they were educated and brought under his command, they would become
Samantabhadra's right-hand man.
Some time ago, Bai Xiang personally went to Luo Jing Mountain and quietly looked at the three rhinoceros monsters. He found that inside their bodies were rare auspicious water beasts. Not only did they have a natural affinity for spells such as clouds and rain, but they also always yearned for the light.
Kind and brave.
White Elephant's escape technique is extremely fast. He constantly uses Buddhist transmission formations along the way, and can span tens of thousands of miles each time, saving a lot of time.
He did not choose to break through the Dongzhou barrier directly, but went to Lingjiu Mountain to seek help from the Lantern Corpse.
After paying some reward, Bai Xiang used Lingjiu Mountain's formation to teleport again, which not only shortened the distance to a great extent, but also avoided being suppressed by Dao Hen, and always maintained its full strength.
After a long journey of thirteen or four hours, the dusty white elephant finally arrived around Luojing Mountain.
Stopping and looking from a distance, the entire Luojing Mountains are like a creeping dragon, silently watching everything in the world, continuing to exude an ancient and desolate atmosphere.
There is a wide and continuous river, forming a sparkling ring ribbon, arranging the entire Luojing Mountain in the central area.
In the bright and bright sunshine, Luojing mountains and rivers are like exquisite scrolls, slowly unfolding in front of all things, making the whole world become beautiful.
Compared with the miraculous craftsmanship of heaven and earth, the white elephant is as small as an ant, and a deep feeling of powerlessness suddenly emerges in my heart.
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Luo Jingshan is no stranger to him.
When he was still practicing on Jin'ao Island, Luo Xuan especially liked to travel to famous mountains and rivers to collect poisonous insects and beasts from all over the world. Naturally, he would have some knowledge about this majestic mountain range.
However, Luo Xuan once said that this place is not a beautiful area with beautiful mountains and clear waters, but a filthy place full of dead silence.
Countless ghosts and ghosts roar around Luojing Mountain, exuding a foul and foul smell, attracting all kinds of poisonous insects to take up residence here, making countless creatures avoid it.
However, for some unknown reason, Luo Jingshan was baptized by some kind of power, driving away all the filthy toxins and transforming it into the fairyland it is today.
Regarding this change, Baixiang has two different conjectures.
The most likely possibility is that while fighting for King Suddhodana's mantle, Chang'e personally broke the Taiyin River to wash away the beasts controlled by Manjusri. The sky at the top of Luojing Mountain was the source of the Taiyin River, which led to this
The secret realm was affected by magical powers, causing some leaks and landing in the mortal world.
The water of Taiyin is particularly domineering, crushing all life directly, leaving a winding river belt as a mark.
In addition, it may also be the work of Wuzhuangguan.
The power of Wanshou Mountain is increasing day by day. During this period, it has attracted thousands of disciples. Not only are Qingfeng Mingyue and Taiyi personally teaching them, but they are also spreading their territory around Wanshou Mountain with the Wanshou Mountain as the center.
Compared with the singing and vigorous advancement of Wanshou Mountain, Blood Sea was extremely weak during this period. In addition to being frantically extradited by Ksitigarbha and the Shuras, there was also the constant pressure from the underworld, which made it difficult for the ancestors of Styx to maintain themselves and suffered unspeakably. p>
The direction Wuzhuang Temple extends towards the outside world is constantly approaching the Blood Sea camp, and Luo Jingshan is the central link.
Rhino spirits like to appear at night and rely on the instinct of the demon clan to devour the essence of the moon, so the white elephants did not appear in a hurry, but quietly increased in number, waiting for nightfall.
Time passed slowly, and after the sun dissipated in the west, the brilliant and bright silver moonlight, like a soft gauze scarf, quietly appeared in the Luojing Mountains.
As the soil squirmed, three honest and honest little fat guys crawled out from the shade with smiles.
Looking at their increasingly solid charm, the white elephant nodded with satisfaction, and then lowered his body to take them under his command.
Suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened and he stared into the depths of the river.
Gulu, Gulu, Gulu...
Dense bubbles suddenly appeared, as if the entire river was boiling, and a particularly terrifying and majestic pressure suddenly swept around the entire Luo Jing Mountain.
Boom!
There was a deafening sound of water breaking, and a huge scarlet beast suddenly poked its head out of the river. Its huge body was like a mountain, and it looked particularly ferocious.
This is an ancient ferocious beast with sticky hair and scarlet body!
"Early Da Luo, the blood-pathed unicorn!" Bai Xiang immediately recognized the heels and feet of this ferocious beast, and quickly fled in the direction of the rhinoceros spirit, his face becoming extremely pale.
The blood unicorn is a unicorn polluted by the blood sea. It gave up its auspicious identity in exchange for the blood of Shura. It can crazily improve its realm through constant fighting and killing.
Blood Qilin is the right-hand man of the Ancestor Styx, but now he quietly appears here. It seems that the second guess about the changes in Luo Jingshan is more reliable.
At this time, the three rhinoceros spirits had been knocked unconscious by the pressure of the blood unicorn, and were directly stored in the sleeves of the white elephant.
His eyes were solemn, his face was pale, and he immediately felt uneasy.
The blood unicorn is an authentic Da Luo Jinxian, and has practiced in the blood sea for many years, and is proficient in killing. It is an extremely rare fighting beast.
Compared with such a strong man, the white elephant is just a coward, and it is impossible to shake the opponent at all.
Thinking of this, Bai Xiang quickly activated his concealment method and hid in a hidden corner, constantly praying that the blood unicorn just came out for some air and had no intention of eating snacks.
Roar!
The blood unicorn let out a deafening roar, causing its huge body to erupt with terrifying suppressive power.
Just when the white elephant frowned and frowned, a green sword light suddenly cut down from the sky.
Buzz~
Like a buzzing buzz, a harp, or a spring cicada, the sweet sound of the sword hovered in my ears, making the white elephant feel a little confused.
In the light of the sword, he seemed to see the moon-gazing pines, wind, blue stones and flowing springs, spring flowers and autumn moon, and vaguely saw a thin blue figure sitting cross-legged in the bamboo forest, drinking tea.
"This is the wooden chicken swordsmanship!"
Bai Xiang murmured in a hoarse voice.
The sword light was extremely fast, like lightning and thunder, or like thunderbolts and sparks, instantly piercing the blood unicorn's body.
This ancient ferocious beast, with its rough skin and thick flesh, had killed many sentient beings, had no time to use its magical powers to resist, and was torn in half by the light of the sword.
The smelly and hot blood surged out, along with the shattered internal organs and bones, contaminating the entire Luojing Mountains.
The white elephant froze on the spot, staring at the changes in front of him, dumbfounded.