Chapter 809 Entering the game
When——
A bell rang in the fairy palace above the sea of clouds, covered with ice and snow all year round.
Langhuan Mountain, the view of inaction.
In the small bell tower on the back hill away from the main hall building, the huge copper bell hanging there suddenly swayed left and right for some unknown reason, making a loud sound.
The next moment, as the breeze blew by, Qing Songzi appeared in front of the big clock with his hands behind his back.
"Do nothing, Taoist Master, I have been doing nothing for decades, am I finally going to break the precept..."
He sighed and scratched his head irritably.
Then he stretched out his hand and closed his eyes.
A gust of wind blew around, blowing away the wind and snow, but also gathering waves of spiritual white mist.
After a moment, a ball of bright red light appeared in the palm of Qingsongzi. It kept struggling and twisting, as if it wanted to escape from here, but the ball of light was always connected to Qingsongzi by threads. , always pulling it, making it unable to completely leave.
“It’s incredible...”
Qing Songzi looked at the ball of light in the palm of his hand and frowned: “Qi Ran, you have been hiding in my body for decades, and you can’t get rid of it no matter what. Let’s go, now you actually want to escape?”
The red light group only struggled harder. Many times, it only had three or five extremely thin threads of light connected to the skin of Qingsongzi. It seemed as if he was about to escape completely in the next second.
"Is it...that boy Fu Qingzhou? You don't have enough power on him and you want to help?"
Qingsongzi stretched out her other hand in confusion, picked her nostrils, and flicked the boogers away, her expression became very complicated.
“This kid hasn’t reached the cave yet. If he wakes up like this, everything will be ruined; but if he takes away my share as Taoist Master, the Yi Ran Jue in him will no longer be suppressed. Qi Ran...it's also a big trouble that's going to cause chaos."
"Damn it, Long Dabei, you deserve to die! Why don't you come back alive and let me kill you three more times? Tian Sanye?"
"Oh, how about giving it to him?"
"And..."
Qingsongzi looked at the ball of light in his palm and said helplessly to himself: "Master Tao, I can't seem to stop it."
The moment the words fell, the crazy struggling light ball finally broke free. A ray of light suddenly broke free from Qing Songzi's palm!
Once it broke free, it was like a fish that had broken its net, whizzing away with great joy and rushing into the sky!
Seeing this, Qingsongzi sighed.
“That’s all, we can’t stop what’s coming, and we can’t defend what’s coming.”
He turned around and looked out at the vast sea of clouds outside the mountain.
"Perhaps, Master Dao, when I persisted in doing nothing, I was also acting against nature?"
"In that case... let's do something."
After that, He closed his eyes.
The next moment, the countless spiritual white mist that filled Langhuan Mountain suddenly surged violently and surged towards him!
Those spirits were frantically drilling into the acupoints all over his body, and Qingsongzi's aura was also rising at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye!
Six realms, seven realms, eight realms, nine realms of the spiritual aperture...
I don’t know where in the vast sky, a mysterious energy fell on him.
Buzz!
The air waves spread and shattered the wind and snow!
Cave Heaven Realm!
Following that, there was the second stream of mysterious energy, the third stream, and the fourth stream...
In just a few blinks of an eye, Qingsongzi had already opened the five-layer cave. !
But, this is not the end yet.
Beyond the distant sky, there are stars that others cannot see, dimly flickering.
But Qingsongzi, who was in the shining center of the stars, seemed not to care about all this.
He just put his hands behind his back and cast his long-distance gaze at the red light ball flying away.
……
Capital City, Palm Sword Academy.
Dong Qianran put down the letter in her hand with a solemn expression.
After thinking for a moment, she threw the letter into the stove.
The flames quickly swallowed up the letter and destroyed it. Only one corner of it was rolled up in the wind and blew aside, revealing the signature "Fu Qingzhou".
"It turns out that all of that is true."
"He is both the starting point and the end of this world's chaos."
Dong Qianran stretched out her hand and touched it in the air. A long sword appeared out of nowhere. It looked extremely ordinary, just like an iron sword made by an apprentice in an ordinary blacksmith shop in two hours.
A true sage does not show off his appearance, but has inherent virtues. He is simple on the outside but rich on the inside... This is the virtuous sword.
At this time, Xian Jian was trembling slightly, and a familiar voice rang in her ears.
"Director Dong, King Xishuo has rebelled."
"The Lan family and the Yuan family have also rebelled."
"Ning Wuwu... the same thing .”
"I need you to... wake up the swordsman."
Dong Qianran's breathing immediately became rapid.
But soon, she calmed down, pursed her lips, and responded: "I understand."
For such a big matter, she did not dare to hesitate and wait any longer, and immediately persisted Holding the virtuous sword, step out of the house.
I don’t know when the sky became extremely gloomy, but vaguely, it seemed that stars were flashing... and an inexplicable red light streaked across the sky.
...Northern Xinjiang, military camp, commander's tent.
"Report——"
The curtain was opened, and a sergeant rushed into the tent. He suddenly knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted. He was about to burst, and hissed: "Report to the marshal! The Beiyi people are crazy! All the tribes have begun to gather troops, and 200,000 troops will approach Chongshan Pass tonight!"
"Well..."
A dull, thunderous response came.
In the handsome tent master's seat, Hong Ruohai slowly opened his eyes.
He is a man as tall as a mountain.
This tallness does not describe his body shape. In fact, Hong Ruohai is not even as tall as his son Hong Zhi. Although his shoulders are broad, he is actually quite lean. Because he was not wearing armor, the marks of his ribs could even be seen under the thin white clothes that clung to his body.
His hair is gray, his cheeks are sunken, and his beard is a bit messy. He seems to be an old man who is not very tidy.
However, anyone who sees him will feel "tall".
Hong Ruohai just sat here, saying nothing or doing nothing, as if he was a mountain that could withstand the sky.
Held across his knees was a broad, thick, long and sharp sword with no edge. The sword was stained with blood and rust. From a distance, one could smell the iron and blood on it.
“Pass this command.”
Hong Ruohai said in a deep voice: “Everyone is wearing armor and gathering in the school field.”
"You have the order!" the soldier responded with a loud voice, then stood up and rushed out of the commander's tent.
Soon, loud shouts came from outside the tent.
"Marshal's order! All personnel put on armor and assemble in the school field!"
"All personnel put on armor and assemble in the school field!"
The sound of the order spread far and wide, and there was a loud bang outside the tent. The sound was the sound of countless people wearing armor, leading horses, and walking around.
Hong Ruohai let out a long breath.
Two soldiers also walked into the commander's tent and began to put on his armor.
"That kid Zhao Liang actually rebelled..."
Hong Ruohai raised his arms and let the soldiers put the armor on him. He just closed his eyes and thought deeply. .
“Beiyi’s sudden change at this time is colluding with him?”
"...It's useless to think too much. Go to Tiele and Hoyaer and ask them yourself."
Of course, he also received news from the emperor.
After the dressing was completed, Hong Ruohai picked up the heavy sword beside him and strode forward. The soldiers had already opened the curtain for him.
Outside the tent, countless soldiers and horses were already gathering, heading towards the school grounds.
Hong Ruohai raised his eyes and looked toward the horizon.
There seemed to be a red light looming there.
......
There are many people who also saw this red light.
Outside the big tent of the Beiyi Tianzu tribe, two figures stood side by side.
“You think, this time, can we get the ancestral spirit back?”
"Yes, it must be possible... He will definitely be able to see our piety."
At the end of the Northern Desert, at the bottom of the Sky Cliff Abyss.
A pair of dead, empty, lifeless eyes slowly lifted up, looking toward the sky from the endless darkness.
The sword inserted in its chest is also glowing faintly.
Ningzhai Shenyuan in Beijing.
Ning Baimei sat withered in the hut, like a statue. He couldn't feel the breath of any living person on his body. Even his hair and clothes were covered with cobwebs, and there was dust all around.
But when the red light crossed the sky, his eyelids finally trembled slightly.
Also in the capital, Jin Chan Temple.
Huikong stood on the top of the tower, next to the Jing Nian Cloud Platform, looking at the horizon from a distance.
When the red light appeared in his eyes, he moved his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and sighed: "What is supposed to come, has come... The world will eventually usher in drastic changes. The mission of the poor monk, It’s finally here.”
Looking down from a high place, Jinchan Temple is empty.
There was not a single monk or pilgrim in sight in the entire temple, and the mountain gate in the distance was sealed.
In the whole mountain and the whole temple, only Huikong was left.
The red light was not the sun or the moon, and it was not supposed to be seen by people from all over the world, but they happened to see it.
They also saw the red light falling like a shooting star.
It broke through the clouds and fell into Luoyi.
At this time, the light that illuminated everything had just lit up on the Xuanmeng - this red light penetrated into this bright light, and accurately found the target that had been shot away far away. Fu Qingzhou, whose body was almost broken, got into him.
(End of this chapter)