"Haha, looking at you like this, I should call you "younger brother and sister"! Back then, my younger brother and sister disguised themselves as men, and a group of people seemed to be going through the ancient forest to the land of Zhongzhou. I just flew by inadvertently, but the specific situation is
not sure."
Hearing this, Kong Laosan sighed softly in his heart, and his originally angry thoughts gradually cooled down, "That's all, I must go to Zhongzhou if I have the chance!"
While Kong Laosan was pondering, Zhao Chengyun took out a few jars of old wine from nowhere and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do tonight, how about you and I have a drink?"
As he spoke, the whole person turned into a stream of light and fell towards the peak below.
Wine is served under the moonlight, dishes are served under the stars, and between the sky and the earth surrounded by the breeze, two figures stand side by side on the cliff, looking wild and unrestrained!
Before dawn, a green rainbow had already broken through the void and was speeding towards the Three Holy Islands.
That night, the two chatted a lot. Kong Laosan knew that the other party had joined the Holy Fighting Alliance; and Zhao Chengyun also roughly understood the Taoist's experience over the years. They had not seen each other for a hundred years, but there was no barrier between the two.
Extremely rare.
In the void, Kong Laosan sighed with some emotion, thinking that on the occasion of parting, Zhao Chengyun had the audacity to drive away tigers and devour wolves, and designed the old monster Zhao of the Sansheng Sect in the late Yuan Ying stage, and strongly invited himself to participate in it.
, Kong Laosan felt a numb scalp and refused the proposal without hesitation.
Now what Qingpao Taoist is thinking about is to retrieve the remaining three soul-cutting swords as soon as possible and leave this place of right and wrong. After all, the original agreement with the Bengnu clan only has more than forty years left. From here
Rushing to Beihai, I don’t know if it’s too late...
Just as Kong Laosan was heading to the Three Holy Islands, far away in the depths of the Xuanyao Sanctuary, in the demon-transforming pool occupied by Kong Laosan's soul, the demon-zombified body of Xiaotian Demon Ancestor sealed itself.
There are also some strange changes taking place.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the great powers from the upper realm opened up the Mysterious Demon Sanctuary and used their great supernatural powers to suppress the powerful demons. Countless creatures perished in the Mysterious Demon Sanctuary. Later, the demons retreated and the entire Xuan Demon Sanctuary was completely sealed.
After tens of thousands of years of fermentation, the grievances and bad luck of some creatures after death spread throughout the Xuanyao Sanctuary, gradually condensing into the appearance of remnant souls. However, the essence of the souls of the blood of the creatures gradually condensed on the barren mountains, forming an extremely mysterious demon.
Pool.
It is rumored that the Demon Transformation Pond has various incredible miraculous effects such as refining blood, making amends, and cleansing the soul. Of course, the premise is that it can withstand the evil illusion condensed in the Demon Transformation Pond for tens of thousands of years.
From the outside, the Demon Transformation Pool is just a ten-foot-sized pool. Apart from the fact that the water is like blood, there is nothing special about it. Once you step into it, you will find that the entire Demon Transformation Pool is more than three hundred feet tall.
, extremely spacious.
The bottom of the pool is dotted with blood and bones, decaying but not decaying, like blood-colored coral. It really has some strange beauty!
At this moment, Xiaotian Demon Ancestor's demonic stiff body was sitting quietly at the bottom of the pool. Washed and washed by the endless power of blood evil, the soul was gradually tempered and fused at an extremely slow speed. This process
Extremely slow, extremely slow, it is completely a kind of water-milling skill. At this rate, Kong Laosan estimated that eight hundred years later, when the Xuan Yao Sanctuary opens next time, this demon zombie will
The idea that the body can be released from seclusion is completely impossible, and it will take at least a thousand years.
Around the zombie body of the demon, tens of thousands of years of evil power have been condensed, transforming into various strange and bizarre scenes, whether demons or beasts, ghosts or immortals; white mountains with dry bones, dim immortals...
Due to the special nature of Kong Laosan's soul, he was not easily affected by these evil forces. However, at a certain moment, in the calm and calm demon-transforming pool, an extremely strange scene was staged:
"Hey yo hey, yo hey yo... The soul is faint, the boat is leisurely; hey yo yo... the living creatures avoid, the dead souls come; yo hey hey... a broken boat crosses the sea of suffering, comes back, comes back..."
A vague ghost ballad came from the void, and at the same time as the sound sounded, a wooden boat of about ten feet was drifting and rowing slowly from the void at a speed that seemed to be slow but actually fast.
The bronze wooden boat was in dilapidated condition, with many cracks of various sizes on the edges, floor, and other places. The hull seemed to carry a miniature world shrouded in black mist, half-hidden: mountains, rivers, swamps, and sea.
There is everything you need in the sand. Half a foot above, in the mid-air where mist has formed into clouds, a black ball the size of a lychee hangs quietly. However, the most eye-catching thing among them is a tower located in the center of the wooden ship, which almost occupies the entire world.
One-fifth the size of the Five-Finger Sacred Mountain, covered with blood-colored talisman paper from top to bottom.
The mountain is half a foot high, reaching deep into the black clouds. It is almost as high as Xuan. A vaguely visible Taoist palace falls on the top of the mountain. And at the bottom of the Five Finger Mountain, it seems to be suppressing a statue that does not know whether to live or die.
Of the creatures, covered by the black mist, only a rough outline of the head could be seen.
Countless figures the size of ants are like puppets moving rocks and mountains, over and over again, tirelessly.
On the bow of the ship, a long cross pole about ten feet long supported paper lanterns and paper flags on the left and right respectively.
The paper lamp is the size of a skull, octagonal in shape, with paper tassels hanging down. The yellow flame inside burns quietly, occasionally beating twice, giving people an evil and profound feeling. At the same time, "life and death"
The four characters "infinite" are painted on it!
The paper flag hangs down to the waist of the pole, and on it is a couplet: on the left, "The boat crosses the three realms of ghosts", on the right, "Don't chase after the fate of cause and effect."
The couplet is not any kind of characters in Kong Laosan's memory. The writing is like a dragon and a snake, and it looks like a symbol or a painting. However, the moment I saw this couplet, these fourteen characters automatically appeared in my mind.
At the stern of the boat, an adult-sized skeleton with blue eyes and a black robe was holding a boat oar and rocking it slowly.
At this moment, Kong Laosan, who had escaped from the zombie body and transformed into his own body, had chaos in his eyes, as if sleepwalking, uncontrollably stepped onto the bow of the ship, passed through the long cross pole, and headed towards the ship.
The miniature world within moved away.
"Hey yo hey, yo hey yo... The soul is faint, the boat is leisurely; hey yo yo... the living creatures avoid, the dead souls come; yo hey hey... a broken boat crosses the sea of suffering, comes back, comes back..."
Amidst the sounds of ghost songs, Kong Laosan's soul shrank with each step. When the entire soul completely entered the pocket world, it also shrunk to the size of an ant, no different from those figures who move mountains and mountains.
If he still had his own consciousness, Kong Laosan would realize that the vast real world in front of him was completely high, with extremely high sky, extremely steep mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, grass, trees and cities. If it weren't for the ghostly presence and deathly silence of this place,
Shen couldn't tell the difference from the human world at all.
"Hey yo hey, yo hey yo...another soul is coming, another one..."
The strange tune that could not distinguish between men, women, old and young sounded again, but just started, it stopped abruptly the next moment, and at the same time, the entire wooden boat started to shake violently.
In the void, there was only a rough prototype of a "rune sword embryo" that was completely condensed by the dark green rune starlight. I don't know when it had left its soul and was lingering three inches above Kong Laosan's head. Just before this "
The moment the "Rune Sword Embryo" appeared, the entire miniature world in front of me trembled violently. Black clouds rolled back, mountains and rivers shattered, and all the city vegetation turned into pure black air, surging towards the "Rune Sword Embryo".
At this moment, the "Rune Sword Fetus" seemed to have turned into a gluttonous mouth. The black energy rolling in was the most delicious tonic. In just two breaths, most of the black energy was swallowed up. With this,
At the same time, the huge five-finger sacred mountain also trembled slightly, and a piece of talisman paper suddenly fell off the mountain, and loomed in the direction of the "rune sword embryo".
The talisman paper in front of me is all blood red. It is not written on it, but a kind of underworld pattern similar to ancient hieroglyphs. It seems that the heaven, earth and underworld are naturally condensed. The iron hook silver painting is strange and unpredictable. It has just left the Five Fingers Mountain, and the next moment has arrived.
The front of the "Rune Sword Embryo".
However, the moment the dark pattern talisman fell on the "Rune Sword Body", the latter just twisted it lightly, and the talisman instantly collapsed and turned into an ancient pictographic talisman, flying out of the ship's hull and heading towards
The forehead of Xiaotian Demon Ancestor was printed. At the same time, at the bottom of the Five Fingers Mountain, the existence that had been suppressed for an unknown number of years and had no idea whether it was alive or dead seemed to sense something. In the head shrouded in black mist, two faint purple lights shot toward Kong Laosan.
He glanced in the direction, but the next moment he closed his eyes and everything returned to calm.
"Hey yo hey, yo hey yo... Another one who goes against the path? It's strange, that's strange. Hey yo yo... If the boat doesn't cross, if the boat doesn't cross, yo hey hey... Those who go against the path will fall into the sea of misery forever.
sea of bitterness……"
At the same time as the ghost song sounded again, the "Rune Sword Embryo" and Kong Laosan's soul were moved out of the wooden ship by some force, swallowing a large amount of pure black air. The "Rune Sword Embryo", which was only a rough prototype, seemed to solidify.
After losing a lot of energy, he escaped into the Zi Mansion again and disappeared without a trace, while Kong Laosan's soul also returned to the demon zombie's body in confusion.
As the nursery rhyme fell, the wooden boat sailed towards an unknown location again, gradually slowing down and returning to nothingness. However, there seemed to be another crack between the planks of the boat, making it look even more dilapidated.
From beginning to end, there was not the slightest ripple in the Demon Transformation Pond, and even the evil illusion that existed before seemed not to be affected in any way. The wooden boat Mingzhou seemed to really be traveling outside the three realms, not disturbing a single grass in the world.
A piece of wood.
I don’t know where I came from, I don’t know where I’m going!
In the demon's zombie body, Kong Laosan's divided soul only felt that he had had a dream. In the dream, he seemed to have entered a strange dead world, with black clouds and high sacred mountains. His destiny seemed to be to add a piece to the sacred mountains.
Stone, add another stone...
I don’t know whether everything in the dream is true or false, but after waking up, the split soul unexpectedly appeared. At this moment, the speed of fusion of my own soul has accelerated a lot for some reason...