"Don't worry, as long as the old guys from the Netherworld Palace don't take action, just the young people... Hehe, they are just my grindstone."
Xia Mang comforted Xue Nianchu, "If there are old guys who don't obey the rules, someone will naturally teach them the rules."
The mute old man in the ancestral temple and Xue Longyong, who only suffered one defeat in his life, are in charge of Nanzhao Mansion. Even if great masters come, they must abide by the rules of Nanzhao Mansion.
Xue Nianchu nodded slightly. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. She turned up her jade hand, and there was a small snow-white tower in the palm of her hand. She said to Xia Mang: "This is what someone asked me to give to you. Say it's right."
You are of great use."
Xia Mang looked at the small snow-white tower, was stunned, frowned and said: "Transfer?"
Xue Nianchu nodded.
"When did it happen?"
Xia Mang asked, but his eyes were fixed on the small snow-white tower. For some reason, his mind was trembling slightly. At the same time, deep in his spiritual sea, the Human Spirit Tower and the Ksitigarbha Tower shook violently, washing out countless rays of light.
, purple light, and black light intertwined and spread, covering the spiritual sea.
"On the third night after you left Nanzhao Mansion and went to the Seventy-Two Cave." Xue Nianchu said: "He is an uncle, his age should be about the same as... that person."
The "that person" in her mouth naturally refers to Xue Longyong.
Xia Mang narrowed his eyes and looked at the small white tower attentively.
Next to the ancestral temple, the mute old man put away his carving knife. The turbidity in his eyes faded away and became extremely deep. He said to himself: "Who is it? How can you hide from the old man's consciousness and get close to Snow Girl?"
The uncle that Xu Nianchu mentioned was actually hidden from the mute old man!
If Xia Mang knew this, he would definitely be shocked, because in his opinion, the mute old man was unfathomable and must have magical power as vast as the sea, and he must be a super strong man on the Canglan land, otherwise he would not be able to let Xue, who has only one defeat in his life,
Long Yong treated him with such solemnity.
He guessed that this mute old man who had stayed in his ancestral temple all his life was definitely a man of the hour!
Just think, looking at this world, how many people are qualified to comment on Pei Muya who dominates the world?
Countless!
But when the mute old man mentioned Pei Mu Ya, although his words contained praise, he was also somewhat calm and indifferent, which proved his aloofness and mystery.
And in many cases, mystery represents unfathomable power!
But it is as unpredictable as the mute old man, who is still being kept secret. The uncle that Xuenianchu said came to her in the dark night and handed her a small snow-white tower, but the mute old man was unaware of all this.
"Little girl Xue was born into disaster, and her life was full of misfortunes."
In front of the ancestral temple, the mute old man's old eyes narrowed slightly, "Feng Yi's fate in the world is destined to be the emperor and the empress... Well, who is setting this trap for you? Is it the mysterious man who came in the dark night, or is it...
...Xue Longyong?”
"Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessing lies where misfortune lies."
The mute old man said to himself: "Can boy Xia Mang use the sword in his hand to cut off the fate of you?"
"One day, if his sword is broken, I will come back to the world!" The mute old man's vicissitudes of face softened slightly, "I didn't call you Mute Grandpa for nothing."
"I'm afraid it won't be my turn to take action then." He suddenly smiled, "Xuelong Yong will not let his only daughter be wronged. Well, there is also that little guy named Xue Xichen... The Dragon Controlling Palace is here
After all, several generations have produced some good juniors."
He glanced in the direction of the small courtyard and quickly looked away. His eyes became cloudy again. He lowered his head, holding the rusty knife, and continued to carve wood carvings.
His life seems to be to guard this dilapidated ancestral temple, carving wood carvings with a rusty knife in his hand, repeating it tirelessly in this small space for hundreds of years and thousands of years.
It's just that the wooden sculpture in his palm always has only one outline, the face is blurred, and the appearance of a woman can be vaguely seen.
…
In the small courtyard, in front of the stone table, Xia Mang took the snow-white small tower and looked at it carefully.
This small white pagoda is very delicate, with as many as eighteen layers, but clearly arranged in rows. It seems that someone has carefully polished and carved it, and it is like a moving and exquisite work of art.
To be precise, this is a glazed jade pagoda, crystal clear, with a filamentous white mist vaguely entwined inside, stretching like lines and intertwined together to outline strange patterns.
"The eighteen-story white tower!"
Xia Mang's eyes flickered. When he came into contact with this small white pagoda, the human spirit pagoda and the Ksitigarbha pagoda in the depths of the spiritual sea suddenly shook. Purple light and black light burst out, covering all directions, and his spiritual sea surged to the sky.
Huge waves.
Even the hanging green sun trembled slightly.
"It's really of great use to me..."
Xia Mang murmured and asked Xue Nianchu, "What else did the man say, such as his identity?"
If the guess is true and this little white pagoda is really the legendary pagoda, that would be really incredible. He owes someone a huge favor.
"If it can affect the Human Spirit Pagoda and the Ksitigarbha Pagoda, it's 100% certain..." Xia Mang's eyes changed. If it was really that tower, it would be a good time for him.
The human spirit, Ksitigarbha, and the sky!
This eighteen-story small white pagoda is most likely the legendary Sky Tower that has long been lost in the ends of the earth!
Xia Mang has obtained the Human Spirit Pagoda and the Ksitigarbha Pagoda, that is, the Human Pagoda and the Earth Pagoda. Next, he must look for the Sky Dome Pagoda, also known as the "Heaven Pagoda", to form a general trend of the unification of the three spirits of "Heaven, Earth, and Man".
Use this as a foundation to break through the confinement of the tenth transformation of spirit!
"He asked me to hand over this small tower to you..." Xue Nianchu shook his head.
"It's really strange...who is it?" Xia Mang thought. Suddenly, with a "whoosh" sound, the small white tower turned into a white light and rushed toward Xia Mang's eyebrows.
"Um?"
Xia Mang changed color, his pupils suddenly glowed, his left eye was deep purple, and his right eye was pitch black. The whites of both eyes disappeared, leaving only two whirlpools of light, like slightly rotating black holes, eerie, cold, and strange.
pole.
"Xiao Ling?" Xue Nianchu realized something was wrong and quickly called Xia Mang.
"I'm fine."
Xia Mang's tone was a bit harsh. He looked at Xue Nianchu with his strange pupils, smiled reluctantly, and said comfortingly: "Go back to your room. It's cold outside. I want to practice and break through."
At this moment, his pupils were one black and one purple, as if a demon had invaded his body, extremely strange and frightening. Fortunately, Xue Nian was blind and couldn't see, otherwise she would have been frightened.
After speaking, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.
Buzz!
At this moment, in his spiritual sea, purple waves were rolling and surging. On the "sea surface", there was a three-story tower suspended, one deep purple, two dark black, all of which were emitting infinite beams of light, extremely blazing, covering the sea of mind.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a huge white tower descended from the sky. It seemed to be carrying the power of the heavens. It was magnificent and domineering, and seemed to be able to crush and destroy all obstacles!
It landed directly on the triple tower!
"Heaven and Earth" are in harmony!
Buzz!
When the two towers touch each other, a sonorous sound is heard, which is like the sound of opening the sky and the sound of opening the earth, reverberating in the spiritual sea, deafening and enlightening!