The power of incense comes from all living beings in the world.
With the passage of time, under the management of Song Dongyang and a group of guardian gods, the number of people in the four continents has become larger and larger, and the incense has naturally become more prosperous, but it will not suddenly increase a lot for no reason. .
Such changes naturally attracted Wang Yan's attention.
His mind moved slightly, his eyes fell into the world, and he immediately understood what happened.
In this room, a spiritual light came from inside the realm, passed through the dojo, and landed directly outside the secret realm. Then it turned into a figure of a Confucian scholar and respectfully moved towards the secret realm. After bowing, the voice came from far away:
"Disciple Song Dongyang, please see the teacher."
Wang Hao looked away, not surprised by Song Dongyang's arrival.
However, remembering that he had rarely cared about this second disciple in these years, he immediately said:
"Come in."
"Yes."
Song Dongyang straightened up his robe, adjusted his crown and sleeves, and made sure that nothing was out of place before striding in.
Seeing Wang Hao, he saluted again:
"Dongyang has met the teacher."
Wang Hao nodded slightly:
"What is your purpose of coming? , I already know... This matter is also due to my lack of thinking. This evil beast has been noisy since he was a child, and is disliked by all beasts. He has few playmates, so he made such a big mistake, which has caused you a lot of trouble. "
Song Dongyang said quickly:
"How can you blame the teacher? It's because the disciple is not strong enough and dare not act rashly."
Wang Yan nodded.
Song Dongyang entered the Shinto with the method of divine patterns, and took charge of many guardian gods. He was supported by the incense and incense of all living beings in the world. His promotion was not unpleasant.
But even so, it is now only on par with the perfect level of God Transformation, and that evil beast has been following him for a long time. It devoured the source of chaos outside the world in its early years and is already at the early stage of the sixth level.
How could Song Dongyang be able to suppress it now?
Thinking of this, Wang Ba thought for a while and took out a Banhu from his sleeve.
The Banhu fell directly into Song Dongyang's hands.
“This thing comes from the world of pottery, which contains thousands of inheritances, all of which are very mysterious. You can take it back and understand it to understand the divine patterns.”
Song Dongyang There was a hint of joy in his eyes, but he did not lose his manners. He respectfully raised the Banhu above his head and saluted Wang Ba with a serious look:
"Thank you for the gift, teacher."
Wang Hao felt a little helpless when he saw this.
Although this second disciple has a stable and decent temperament, he is a bit too dull and dull.
But this is also influenced by his experience in the mortal court.
He shook his head slightly and was about to take action.
But suddenly there was a surge in his heart:
"Huh?"
Wang Ba's heart moved, and he immediately raised his hand to pinch his fingers.
Soon, an unexpected smile appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Song Dongyang was a little curious:
"I wonder what makes the teacher so happy?"
Seemingly aware of Song Dongyang's thoughts, Wang Hao smiled and did not explain:
"Just take my place and go to the border. Let’s take a walk inside.”
……
Amid a burst of noise.
"Yao, it's time to take medicine."
In a simple but clean and tidy wooden house.
The light is dim.
An old woman with gray hair and dressed in simple linen clothes held a bowl of dark concoction, opened the door and walked in, saying softly.
The old woman is quite tall. Although she has gray hair and chicken skin, she can still see some of her former grace.
The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine and coughing sounds from time to time.
Hearing the voice of the old woman, the cough paused slightly, and then sighed:
"I am terminally ill, and my life expectancy is not long. These medicines are too bitter... Just stop drinking them." ?”
The old woman suddenly interrupted angrily:
“What nonsense are you talking about! This is cooked for you by the miracle doctor himself…”
"Ahem..."
There was another violent cough.
The color of the old woman's face suddenly changed, and she quickly walked forward holding the medicine bowl.
Through the dim light, she saw a pale, haggard old man, curled up on the couch like a ricket.
The violent coughing affected the whole body, and one could even see the veins popping up on the neck and arms...
The old woman hurriedly stepped forward, supported the old man, and patted his back gently, with a flash of deep distress and love in her eyes.
The old man’s coughing finally stopped.
He regained his composure, used the old woman's arms to sit up with difficulty, leaned on the old woman, smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly:
"No, it just can't. , I know my own situation, it’s time to go..."
The old woman couldn’t help but said angrily:
"Don't talk nonsense! Even the miracle doctors said you still have many years to live!"
"Huh..."
The old man chuckled with difficulty, but there was only calmness and calmness in his eyes:
“Since I came into the world, I have been like a tree without roots, but I have been able to subjugate all tribes, establish a witch kingdom, formulate calendars, and build water conservancy projects. I have never had this before... Isn't this destiny? Life is in heaven, so what's the use of a miracle doctor?"
When the old woman heard this, she couldn't help but look haggard, but she still looked as haggard as before. The free and unruly old man suddenly had a girl-like admiration and complexity in his eyes, and his tone softened as he whispered:
"I know, I know you don't care...but let's just listen to the miracle doctor, okay?"
Hearing the almost pleading tone of the old woman, the old man couldn't help but turn his head and look at the old woman.
The skin and eyes were obviously no longer as lustrous and wild as they once were, but they still made him slightly absent-minded at this moment.
He gently stretched out his withered hand and stroked the old woman's face slowly and carefully.
It seems that he is afraid of hurting the other party.
In his eyes, the calmness and calmness quietly disappeared, replaced by a touch of pity and reluctance:
"Xuan Min, the only thing I feel is not enough in this life is the time I spend with you... Too much Less, cough, cough, cough..."
The violent cough turned him into an extremely rickety old man again.
Coughing to the point of pain, even saliva flowed down and wept bitterly.
The once arrogant king is now no different from a mortal.
Xuan Min looked at the old man in front of him, with only sadness and powerlessness in his eyes.
This is the fate of witches. All those who practice the "True Martial Sutra" inherited from the Wu Kingdom will have to endure the extreme pain of losing their blood and returning to the mortal body when they grow old.
She has seen too many such examples.
But no one she had ever seen was as painful as Yao Lai.
Because other people only suffer from pain for a few days, and then die because their blood and energy are exhausted and their bones shrink.
But Yao has been in pain for several years!
She really couldn't bear Yao to suffer like this, but she was also reluctant to let him leave.
Such a complicated mentality made her suffer every time she saw Yao.
"The next leader of the Witch Kingdom...hasn't been found yet?"
Yao coughed twice, then stretched out his withered palm and covered his mouth.
Xuan Wen came back to his senses and shook his head slightly:
"No, the few people who were recommended are difficult to convince the public..."
Yao Hearing this, he put down his palm and couldn't help but sigh:< br>
“It seems that this system has to It needs to be adjusted. Originally, I didn’t have to keep the position of the Lord of the Witch Kingdom, but now the time is not yet ripe, so it can be regarded as a transition..."
When talking about business, Xuan Min’s face became solemn. Hearing this, Frowning:
"The Witch Kingdom has only been established for a few decades. If even the position of the leader of the Witch Kingdom is gone, some people will have no hope, which may not be a good thing. You can still suppress them when you are here, but once you are gone... "
She only made a rational judgment, but when she said this, she still couldn't help but feel bursts of pain in her heart.
"You're right, don't be greedy for credit and rush forward. Each generation has its own thing to do."
Yao nodded weakly.
Although he was terminally ill, his mind was always clear.
But at this time, he suddenly thought of something, looked outside slightly weakly, and said doubtfully:
"Outside... there seemed to be some noise before you came in. Is there something going on?"
< br>Xuan Min's expression did not change at all:
"It's just that the children were making a lot of noise outside, what could be the matter."
"Really?"
Yao slowly sat up straight, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Xuan Wen.
Obviously he is already a dying old man, but at this moment, he still exudes a majesty that makes people subconsciously feel scared. His voice is hoarse:
"Tell the truth."
Hyun Min pursed her lips and shook her head slightly:
“It’s really nothing.”
"Xuan, Wen!"
"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."
Yao coughed violently.
"Why do you worry so much when you are like this!"
Xuan Min patted Yao on the back, his eyes filled with anger and distress, but he finally told the matter:< br>
"Starting from this morning, for some reason, nine more suns suddenly appeared in the sky. It should have been late at night, but they were always shining... Under the high temperature, the snow layer was evaporated, and the water in the volcanic lake was about to bottom out. .”
Yao’s expression suddenly changed slightly as he recovered:
"Even the volcanic lake has bottomed out?!"
The volcanic lake is the largest lake in the continent. It is said to originate from outside the sky. Because it is located in the area with dense volcanoes in the southeast, it was called by the former Fire Tribe people. It is called Crater Lake. After the Fire Clan merged into the Wu Clan, this name was passed down.
This lake is ten thousand feet deep and rich in products.
Some people have also excavated ancient ruins in it.
Even this volcanic lake has bottomed out, which shows how poisonous the fire of the sun is.
"Why did you tell me...are there any casualties among the people?"
He couldn't help but ask almost immediately.
Xuan Min looked at Yao's sick body, shook his head and said:
"Many people fainted from the heat. Fortunately, they were treated in time. The water witches in the city were also sent to various places to rescue and harvest crops, but..."
She hesitated for a moment, and then said:< br>
“If If we let it go on for another ten days, I'm afraid ordinary shamans, first-level and second-level people, won't be able to bear it...the crops won't be able to survive, and we won't be able to survive for too long without food."
This news immediately made Yao frown.
A pain and itchiness soon came from his throat again. He quickly covered his mouth, his body shook violently, and his lungs seemed to be about to explode, but he still tried hard not to let the coughing affect his thinking.
But just then.
There was a slight knock on the door suddenly.
Although it was slight, there was a hint of urgency in the knock on the door, showing the eagerness of the knocker.
Xuan Min couldn't help but frown, a little annoyed:
"These bastards, I told them not to bother you..."
"Since there's a knock on the door... cough... there must be something going on. Go ahead and open it."
Yao let go of his palms, his face was pale and weak, but he still spoke to make arrangements.
Hearing this, Xuan Min was helpless. He waved his sleeves and the door, which was not very spacious, opened immediately.
A young guard with fiery red hair and sweaty forehead stood in front of the door. He looked at Yao hesitantly and then at Xuan Wen, as if hesitating to whom to report to.
Xuan Min said coldly:
"If you have anything to do, just say it here!"
Hearing this, the young guard did not dare to delay, and said quickly:
"I'd like to report to the Lord, just now a warrior actually picked up the "Emperor Gong!"
"Emperor Gong?"
Both Yao and Xuan Wen were stunned.
Then Yao said with surprise and joy:
"Who is this person? Bring him to me quickly... No, I'll go see him!"
Di Gong, is the man who is about to come from the three clans in the past. During the war, the Yin Hong Divine Bow came from outside.
Although Yao knows his real name, the world has his own explanation. Therefore, the bow laid the foundation for Yao to unify all the clans, and also because Yao once said in public that anyone who can pick up this bow can be called the master of the three clans. , so it was named 'Emperor Gong'.
After unifying all the tribes and establishing the Witch Kingdom.
Yao deliberately set up this bow outside the capital, allowing everyone in the world to try it.
But no one has been able to pick it up yet.
So those who can be recognized by Emperor Gong are definitely extraordinary.
This is why Yao can't wait to see each other.
Xuan Wen did not have such expectations as Yao. She frowned slightly, gently held down Yao who was about to get up, and turned to look at the guard:
"Where is he now?"
Your young guard suddenly looked helpless: "This...he took the imperial bow and left."
"Left?"
Both Yao and Xuan Wen were a little stunned.
“Where did he go?”
Xuan Min couldn't help but ask.
“I don’t know, our people didn’t catch up, so we watched him run towards the south.”
“South? What was he doing in the south?”
Xuan Min couldn't help but frowned.
Yao Que’s eyes suddenly lit up:
"I know what he is going to do!"
"What?"
Xuan Min was a little confused.
"You, please take me to see it quickly!"
Yao Yao didn't bother to explain anything, took Xuan Wen's arm and urged him repeatedly.
He is no longer able to leave, and now he can only walk by relying on Xuan Min.
Xuan Min hesitated: "But your body..."
"I would be very sorry if I couldn't see it!"
Yao stared at Xuan Wen and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Xuan Min finally nodded helplessly.
Gently hugging Yao, a thick blue blood enveloped him faintly, and the next moment, the two of them had disappeared into the wooden house.
There is a strong wind all around, but it is extremely hot compared to the past.
Especially Yao, who was getting weaker and weaker, felt like even his breathing was hot.
Xuan Wen noticed Yao's discomfort, and the blue blood quickly enveloped him.
Yao felt better now and looked up to the south.
Sure enough, in the southern sky, ten huge fireballs were burning, releasing extremely hot firelight.
Either hovering, or flying up and down.
There are no rules.
Faintly, you can still hear the disturbing sounds of birds chirping.
Even through this layer of blue blood, there is still a feeling of heat.
Yao's face became increasingly pale.
Looking down, I saw that the ground below was all yellow and withered. The places originally covered by ice and snow were steaming like a steamer that had just been opened.
“If this continues, I don’t know how many people will starve to death next spring!”
Yao was worried.
Xuan Min was also silent.
She has seen more than Yao, and is more aware of the huge disaster caused by these ten days in the sky.
It's just that Yao is already very ill and she really can't bear to let him worry anymore.
Xuan Min's speed was extremely fast. In just the blink of an eye, he didn't know how far he had traveled.
But the warrior who took off the divine bow was still nowhere to be seen.
"That person really went to the south?"
Xuan Min couldn't help but doubt.
However, at Yao's insistence, he still had to continue flying towards the south.
As they got closer and closer to Toka, the feeling of heat became stronger and stronger.
Finally, they saw a huge group of peaks rising from the plains, reaching into the sky.
"We've arrived at Sanwei (Zong) Mountain!"
Xuan Min said suddenly.
What a blessing!
There is a poem that goes: List of peaks stand in the distance, with a slight mist and rain rising up to three peaks.
But at this moment, there is no smoke and rain on the three peaks, and the vegetation on them is all withered and yellow.
But Yao and Xuanwen couldn't help but cast their sights on the highest point among the peaks.
At the top of the mountain, there is a man in his thirties wearing simple clothes, holding a large dark red bow in his hand, looking up at the ten suns in the sky.
This man has a lion nose and a wide mouth, a resolute face, and his long hair is tied up casually and falls on his shoulders. Although his clothes are simple, his temperament is extraordinary, extraordinary, and heart-wrenching.
Seeing this person, Yao couldn't help but be shocked.
“What’s wrong?”
Xuan Wen noticed Yao's reaction in his arms and asked quickly.
A trace of confusion flashed in Yao's eyes. Looking at the figure on the mountain peak looking up at Tenri, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes:
"...I should know He seems very familiar...but I don't remember his name..."
"Do you know him?"
Xuan Min was a little surprised.
But before he could ask any more questions, his eyes were attracted by the figure in the distance again.
A look of surprise appeared in his eyes:
“What is he going to do?!”
But the man actually pulled out a bright red arrow with his backhand, and then quickly bent his bow. The arrow, with a string like the full moon, was aimed at the ten suns in the sky.
Then - bang!
There was a crisp sound like breaking gold and jade!
The next moment, a bright red stream of light was seen passing through the sky, and whoosh——
Above the sky, a ball of fire suddenly froze, and then the fire on it trembled violently. Then, a pair of fiery red wings stretched out from the fire ball, but with a shrill cry, they fell straight down in the surprised eyes of Yao and Xuan Wen!
Rolling flames flowed all over the ground...
At this moment, everyone in the four continents was shocked when they saw this scene!
"The sun... the sun was shot down!?"
Before Sanwei Mountain, Yao couldn't help pushing Xuan Wen away, stood up straight, watched this scene excitedly, and praised loudly:< br>
"Okay! Okay!"
Xuan Min also looked at the figure on the top of the mountain with a shocked face.
At this moment, he had already shot down a sun and did not stop. Almost at the same time as he shot the first arrow, another arrow was already placed on the Yin Hong bow!
I only heard eight "thumps" in succession!
Boohoo!
A stream of bright red light streaked across the sky like shooting stars.
And the remaining sun in the sky almost set at the same time!
Eight in a row!
The man wanted to shoot again, but when he touched the quiver behind him, it was empty.
He immediately realized that this imperial bow was equipped with only nine arrows.
The great sun in the sky finally reacted at this moment.
In an instant, the soul of the dead was so frightened that it hurriedly revealed its original shape, but it was a three-legged golden crow.
Flapping his wings, he flew away into the distance as if he were escaping.
The man stood on the top of the mountain and watched the Golden Crow escape with cold eyes. He simply put down his big Yin Hong bow and jumped into the air to catch up.
But at this moment.
A gentle voice came over:
"Haha, little brother, you have shot down nine suns. If you kill the last sun, there will be no sun in the world. Isn’t it just darkness?”
The man’s face froze, and he turned around instinctively, only to see a middle-aged man in complicated and strange clothes, with eyes as bright as stars, smiling at him.
"You are..."
The man frowned in confusion.
"Haha, I'm Song Dongyang."
The middle-aged man chuckled lightly and bowed to the man.
Seeing this, the man quickly returned the greeting unfamiliarly, but then looked at the Golden Crow going away and couldn't help but frown and said:
"This bird made such a big mistake, is it because it can't be lacked, so there is no punishment at all?"
Song Dongyang shook his head when he heard this, and said seriously:
"Of course not, it was committed. Wrong, you should be punished."
"This is one of the reasons why I came here."
The man frowned slightly, but did not speak.
Seeing this, Song Dongyang knew that the other party did not believe his words lightly. He smiled slightly and said in a distant voice to the three-legged golden crow that was going away:
"Sanjin, go and apologize to the teacher yourself, otherwise the teacher will come forward." , the matter will not go well."
The flying Golden Crow suddenly stopped, hesitated, and then flew toward the sky timidly.
The sky suddenly darkened.
The bright stars in the sky also quickly appeared, falling on Song Dongyang's body with colorful lights.
The man on the side couldn't help but look shocked, looked at Song Dongyang in surprise, and couldn't help but ask:
"You, you are not one of us shamans? May I ask who the teacher you are talking about is?"
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“Haha, this is my second time here. "
Song Dongyang smiled and did not answer the other party's question, but asked:
"I just told you my name, but I still I don’t know what you call it.”
The man was startled for a moment, then his face turned pale:
"I neglected it, my name is different."
"Wei..."
Song Dongyang nodded. .
Then with a look of reverence on his face, he raised his hand and saluted towards the sky, and said solemnly:
"There are gods in the sea of chaos, and the truth is in the sky.
The heart wanders in Taixu to find the mysterious realm, and the mind breaks through the chaos to find the root.
All methods return to the sect and enter the Tao, and all kinds of changes always return to the heart. .
The master of Taiyang preaches the wonderful message and saves the world."
"Teacher, it is the supreme master of heaven and earth."
Then his face relaxed and he said with a smile:
"Are you willing to meet the teacher with me?"
Yi Wenyan couldn't help but hesitate.
"Why, are you scared?"
Song Dongyang chuckled, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
Hearing this, his face calmed down, he shook his head and said:
"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I didn't know it before... Okay, I'll go with you and see how your teacher punishes that other person. Jinwu's."
Song Dongyang noticed the distrust in his tone, but still just smiled meaningfully:
"You shouldn't be disappointed."
Just as he was talking, a figure flew over.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came first:
"Wait, wait a minute!"
It was Yao and Xuan Wen who came in a hurry.
Song Dongyang turned around and looked at Yao's old body, which looked like a candle in the wind.
There was a little bit of unbearability in his eyes.
"I don't know what the teacher is thinking, but he is willing to let his junior brother suffer such a crime..."
Yao Yi looked at Song Dongyang in surprise. He was sure that he had never seen the other party before, but he didn't know Why, there is a feeling of familiarity in my heart.
It was too late to ask, so he immediately looked at 'Yi', and when he opened his mouth, he coughed violently.
Xuan Wen wanted to speak, but seeing Yao's condition, he had to stop and patted Yao's back carefully.
“You’d better cultivate yourself well.”
Song Dongyang sighed helplessly, then raised his hand and waved it gently.
Xuan Wen and Yao felt their eyes flicker as countless mysterious lines appeared around them. When they looked closer, they found that they had returned to the capital of the Witch Kingdom!
"This person is so powerful... When has there been such a number one person in the Witch Kingdom?"
Xuan Min looked surprised.
Yao coughed and shook his head slowly:
"No, he shouldn't be from our Wu Kingdom... Perhaps, this person is related to my buried memory..."
He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes full of confusion, depth and thinking.
......
Chaos, gray...
'Yi' subconsciously tightened the long bow in his hand, and glanced around, but could not see it at all. Where is this place?
All he could see in front of him was Song Dongyang, who was wearing a long robe and had an elegant temperament, but was mysterious and unpredictable, walking slowly in the chaos.
He followed behind, and while his heart was solemn, he became more and more curious about the Tai Dao Master Song Dongyang talked about.
"This Song Dongyang is so powerful that I should be no match for him. It's a pity that he just shot all the arrows in one go, otherwise I wouldn't be sure... But he admires this person so much, and I don't know that this Tai Dao Lord, what kind of person is he?"
I was thinking in my heart.
But he suddenly saw Song Dongyang, who was walking in front, standing still and saluting the tall figure in the chaos:
"Teacher, I have brought this little brother here."
Huh? Already arrived?
Yiyi felt a chill in his heart, and quickly looked around, but saw nothing.
But at this moment, a generous voice came from the chaos.
“Come in.”
The voice is quite gentle, but you can't tell her specific age.
I became more and more curious.
Song Dongyang turned around and smiled at him:
"Little brother, just go inside."
"Inside..."
Wei hesitated a little.
But before he could speak, Song Dongyang faded away like ink and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
I turned around in shock, but saw nothing.
I couldn’t help but frown tightly.
After hesitating for a moment, he still bit the bullet and walked into the depths of chaos.
Blood energy is consumed little by little.
I don’t know how long he walked, but he finally saw a bit of golden light.
“It’s that Golden Crow!”
I felt a chill in my heart, and quickly flew towards the location of the Golden Crow.
And soon, as the distance got closer, he suddenly saw a tall and mysterious figure sitting cross-legged in front of the Golden Crow.
And just when he saw this figure, the figure seemed to notice something. He slowly turned his head, and a pair of deep eyes crossed the distance in an instant and looked directly at him!
I was shocked all over!
At this moment, he seemed to see the other party smiling towards him.
At the same time, the generous voice came to his ears again:
“You are finally back.”
"Wang Xu."
The voice was filled with endless relief and joy... (End of this chapter)