Chapter 888 Long Blessed Ancestor (4)
Two children stood on the broken cliff, singing loudly to the intersection of light and darkness in front of them.
"Day off - everything is peaceful -!!"
Everything around him fell into darkness, and there were no mountains, rivers, clouds, or seas in the realm of Poxu. In order to facilitate his preaching and casting spells, the ancestors set up a false sky on the Poxu cliff. When the sky became peaceful, the false sky would be filled with stars. Everything is close at hand, and the strange and wonderful colorful streams of light are scattered among the dazzling lights, like a slowly flowing sea of stars.
And the Poxu Palace is located under the False Sky. The silver-white palace is shrouded in a divine splendor, with countless wonders. The hurricane on the cliff continues unabated, stirring the sea of stars. Flowers bloom above the head, and everything is peaceful. .
The door of the palace was closed, and the ancestor sat cross-legged on the nine-foot lotus. The lotus platform rotated and golden light overflowed.
And in the ancestor's folded hands, a wisp of black remnant soul slowly wandered along with the golden light package, and the refreshing and cool breath overflowed crazily in the entire hall. The remnant soul seemed to be extremely comfortable, and he walked briskly. Shaking his weak body, he slowly rubbed his body against the ancestor's white jade palm.
The ancestor who has always liked Qingning slowly raised his elegant long eyes and looked at the increasingly lively and active remnant soul in the palm of his hand. The ancestor's handsome and white face relaxed a little, and then he let the little thing in his palm move. The palms of his hands collided randomly, and the ancestor closed his eyes and meditated, just like he had for tens of millions of years.
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A place where souls gather.
Aowu curled up into a ball and squeezed into the narrow gap, using the rugged rocks here to resist the cold wind in the world.
In the past few years, he has been searching for Zhou Ye's whereabouts, and he did gain something. That is, Zhou Ye was not found. He found a mountain peak that resembled a broadsword. It was a fairy mountain with rich spiritual energy. Only immortals can enter it. Wow. He hadn't become an immortal yet, so he could only squat outside with jealousy and watch the immortals coming and going inside.
What attracted him was naturally not the immortal in the mountain, but the shape of the mountain at that time.
If he hadn't followed Zhou Ye for nearly a thousand years, he wouldn't have been able to tell at a glance that the shape of the mountain was so familiar. A long sword with a wide blade and a handle wrapped in vines, it carries a sinister aura and majesty.
The shape of this mountain is exactly the same as that of Zhou Ye's sword. The difference is that this mountain naturally does not have the evil spirit of that sword. Instead, it is full of ethereal and spiritual energy, which makes people yearn for it.
Aowu squatted at the foot of the mountain and asked a passing immortal about the origin and name of the mountain.
Although the immortal was arrogant, he told him the reason behind it.
This mountain is called Xianlai Mountain and is one of the four immortal mountains in the Six Realms. It has been located here for tens of millions of years.
As for the origin, no one can tell for sure, but what is widely circulated is that when the ancestor ascended to the throne, he left a magic weapon in the immortal world. The magic weapon fell to the ground and formed a mountain, which is now the Immortal Mountain.
There are hundreds of immortals living on the mountain, and the rich spiritual energy is excellent for cultivation. Many mountain beasts passing by here can also practice meditation and become mountain gods.
Aowu was so excited that she almost wanted to stay and become a mountain god.
If he hadn't finally remembered that he was a resounding dragon, how could he be compared with those mortal things, so he reluctantly left that spiritually rich place.
The road to find Zhou Ye was too long, and Aowu almost wanted to give up.
He didn't know how he got here this year. As a dragon who had been pampered since he was young, he slept in the open air this year, eating only wild fruits in the mountains and sleeping in hard and cold caves.
(End of chapter)