Chapter 184 The Giant Spirit Kai
Lying on his chest, he stared at Balian without blinking with a pair of round red eyes.
The carrot held in his little paws was silently lifted up and pressed against Balian's lips like a sword.
That cold little look seemed to say: Are you sure you want to throw me out again?
That little look was cold and resentful, but also unspeakably aggrieved. He was so angry that he stuck out his tail on his butt and shook it.
Bailian said that the little rabbit had a temper and needed to be coaxed.
Click and take a bite of the carrot.
At this moment, he did not show his fangs, and he was not worried about the infection of corpse poison.
He brought the bitten piece of carrot to the rabbit's three-petal mouth: "Don't throw it away, I didn't mean it just now."
I wonder if it was Balian's illusion. , Rabbit lowered his head and looked at the bite of carrot between his fingers, his red eyes darkening for a moment.
It took the mouthful of radish in its mouth, ate it with a click, and then sat contentedly in his arms and continued to sleep.
"This little brother is..." Chai Ye couldn't help but ask.
This was the first time he saw someone being able to mingle so naturally with this arrogant young lady.
Bailian glanced at the man and said warmly: "My name is Si Chen, and I am one of the guest monks who Miss Fang is running for the position of city lord."
The four guest monks, His whole body froze, and his expression was indescribably complicated.
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The moon is high and the frost kills all the grass.
Fang Geyu put the carriage unicorn into the treasure bag and prepared to enter the city with a group of people.
It is said that it is entering the city, but it is just a border town vassal to Xianling.
The assessment competition will not officially start until three months later, so naturally the main city gate will not be opened to the outside world so soon.
Although the four of them are all in the Takumi realm with good cultivation, they are not the real successor candidates after all.
Without the guidance of Fang Geyu’s identity, the four of them would be strong, but if they wanted to set foot in the realm of Xianling City, they would not be qualified.
Therefore, although the four of them were ordered to rush outside Xianling City early, they could only wait for Fang Geyu's arrival while blowing the night wind.
Crossing the ancient monument that symbolizes extraordinary significance, two armored giants stand majestically on both sides of the monument.
The armor was covered with snow, and a mask hung under the heavy helmet, making it impossible to see the giant's true face.
They each held two rusty giant swords with many gaps in their hands.
The two giants are like statues in a landscape between heaven and earth, without the slightest breath of living people.
But when everyone came closer, the thick snow on the giant's armor fell, and the cold luster of the armor was so bright that it almost burned your eyes under the moonlight.
The giant's arms slowly lifted up, like two ancient giant spirits awakening from the ancient times.
The two terrifying and majestic pressures were like the sun collapsing, the brightness was indescribable.
The two rusty giant swords, like battle axes from heaven and earth, rose up as the arms were raised.
Under the sword that was as long as a hurricane, everyone in the city was almost lifted off the ground.
Under such terrifying pressure, the four Keqing monks from the Tuohai Realm turned pale and ugly. They felt that they would die under the crushing momentum of these two giant swords in the next moment.
They were extremely shocked. They had long heard that Xianling City was famous, but they never thought that the giant spirit generals guarding the four boundary monuments alone were already so powerful and terrifying.
The giant spirit general of Xianling City protects one boundary in all directions. After the boundary monument, there are eight border cities outside Xianling.
Xianling City is located in the mortal world, with mountains as its base and green silk as its cast.
The city of Ancient Immortal Zhongluo is surrounded by an array of thirty-two border cities.
Three months later, the assessment for the city lord's heir officially began. Even those who were qualified to participate in the assessment could only practice in the outer city before the big examination started. The guest monk from Tiange City said in a trembling voice: "Please give me a blood test, Miss, otherwise we will all die under the Giant Spirit Sword."
Fang Geyu glanced at the group of people. Only the leader of the four, Chai Ye, looked pale and shocked, but he did not panic the three of them.
She suddenly understood. It must be that the people in the city also knew clearly that in this evaluator competition, the position of city lord was destined to be missed by her. It was just a formality, so she sent these guys to come. Come.
A silent sneer in my heart.
Forget it, what she wants more than the position of the Lord of Xianling City is the identity of the Lord of the Mountain Realm.
Bite his fingertips, and blood droplets rise up against the wind and sprinkle on the ancient monument.
The ancient stele is engraved with the powerful and natural Chinese characters: Above the sky and below, there is nothing left but vastness!
The character is as powerful as a sharp peak, towering and majestic. It has the grandeur and pride of competing with the world and the years.
Blood is ink, like staining the pagoda of the common people.
There are also ancient traces of blood on the ancient and vicissitudes of the monument. This is proof that before Fang Geyu entered the city, someone lit the blood and entered the city.
The remaining red blood stains have not yet been absorbed by the meaning of the monument, and can be vaguely seen. Most of the engraved writings and the red fonts are the result of a single stroke.
Even if there are people with excellent immortal blood talents, they can only ignite the word "Heaven".
Under the moonlight in the vast night, the word "天" shines like stars, and is incomparably beautiful.
A drop of blood fell from Fang Geyu's fingertips, like water falling into the sea. With a clear sound, the new blood replaced the old blood, and the strokes became smooth and simple, and the word "Heaven" was outlined and blended. The light shines brightly.
The eyes of the five guest monks were dull and shocked.
They have known for a long time that this Miss Fang Geyu has perfectly inherited the power of her mother's immortal bloodline.
When I saw it today, it was able to ignite the two characters "Xianao Qiankun" on the ancient monument in Xianling City.
One day ago, there was news in the city that the two young masters from Shifang City entered the city first.
When they passed the monument, they all successfully ignited the spirit of one word, which made the Lord of the City feel relieved and praised Shifang City for having successors and that the immortal veins would not be extinguished.
But looking at it today, just in terms of the power of blood, this third lady can even vaguely suppress her two brothers.
After all, the position of city lord in the future will still be held by women.
The raised sword did not fall down, but was held horizontally across the chest. From the mouths of the two giants, they simultaneously made a buzzing sound that shook the mountains: "Put it down-"
The sound continued for thousands of miles and never dispersed, the grassland The thick snow was shaken into fine dust particles by the loud sound, revealing new and tender green grass.
In the thirty-two border towns of Waishan, countless practitioners heard the voice of the giant spirit guarding the city to wake up the night, and they all looked horrified.
The giant spirit city guard has been guarding Xianling City for thousands of years. Although the number of people allowed to enter the city under the sword can be detailed, they are by no means a minority.
But there has never been a day when I opened my mouth and became a pronunciation.
Who are the people who entered the city tonight?
People are speculating.
Under the bright moonlight, the cold spring is swaying slightly, and the guqin is faint.
The maid is taking some clean plain snow, boiling it with silver charcoal from a jade furnace, and then pouring silver-tipped snow on it.
The top-quality fairy tea grown by the fairy spirit is lightly dipped in the mercury leaf tips. Only a little bit of pure spirit essence is put into the tea, and then taken out immediately, and these tea leaves that are hard to find in thousands of mountains are thrown aside. .
Just take a cup of clear liquid spirit tea, hold it carefully, and bring it to the side of the cold stone guqin.
She looked at the woman standing in the overwhelming light and shadow, and said respectfully and devoutly: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Just in time, the distant reverberation dispersed the light that filled the sky.
Under the mottled and floating light spots, the sky seemed to be broken into pieces, and the woman's face was reflected in the light and shadow of the moment of brightness and extinction.
(End of this chapter)