Chapter 13 13. Give him a crown
Temples in Mount Wutai.
Tong Hui looked at the rising sun in the south.
He was silent and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
"Amitabha."
His spirit disappeared in the sun.
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After a long time, the rain stopped.
When the light spread across the land and illuminated the devastated areas, people realized that it was approaching dusk.
The scorched earth emits deadly radioactive material, and people leave it for other places. The earth is cracked, and the depths of the cracks are the color of lava.
Young people look far into the distance and cannot see the evergreen.
"Old men are too willing to make money." He shook his head.
Xihe, the mythical sun goddess, drives six chi dragons and rides on a golden chariot. It is said that Xihe drove the dragon chariot calmly every day, mastering the rhythm of time, driving the sun forward and rising and returning together with the sun.
"The sun rides on a chariot, driving six dragons, and Xihe drives them. When the sun reaches this point, it is thinner than Yuquan, and Xihe reaches this point and returns to Liuchi." He chanted softly.
The "Xihe" in this world is worthy of its name.
The young man stepped onto this land that symbolized despair, with a large bronze cauldron suspended above his head. A faint golden light can be seen hanging down from the cauldron, like a veil. This is the ancient sacredness extended from the seal script on the cauldron, which is blocking all murderous intentions for the young people.
The black military boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground. Apart from cracked lava, there was only a layer of gray-black dead skin on the surface.
Like snow, also like blood.
Walking to the center where "Xihe" descended, the young man glanced at the ferocious tiger that had destroyed half of his body, and focused on the crimson giant squirming in the pit in the distance.
"What a terrifying vitality." He couldn't help but admire.
The bronze cauldron twisted with golden light, and the veil seemed to turn into substance. The young man was approaching the center of the pit step by step. Faced with the fact that the most destructive crystal of modern civilization still survived, he couldn't help but feel in awe, and therefore needed to be more cautious.
Approaching the giant creature, there was no burning smell, but instead a strange fragrance poured into the young man's nostrils.
He frowned, and the seal characters on the giant cauldron above his head became clearer. At this time, it was like golden waterfalls sloping out from the mouth of the tripod. These shapeless golden waterfalls are pure sacred substances, derived from a ray of divine fire stored in the Zhou Dynasty. That wisp of divine fire was specially refined and sealed in the ancient cauldron, where it spent the long years of the soulless world.
The strange smell was still there, proving that it was not a harmful substance to him. He was clearly heading to the center of hell on earth, but the surroundings seemed like he was walking through a warm spring peach forest.
In the center, there is a huge crater like a meteorite, and the sunken circular tunnel is filled with lava formed by high temperature.
The red behemoth twisted, its scales exploded, flesh and blood and internal organs flew everywhere, its entire spine was severed, and the wriggling muscles and white joints could be clearly seen.
But one of the golden eyes was still shining, flickering and flickering like a candle in the wind. This so-called great being has not yet completely died.
Not long ago, the young man stood in the crowd and saw a red figure with a high pressure, and golden candle-like eyes that were old and serious. The blood-colored ancient sword covering the body like feathers casually chopped off the head of the rising man, and now he is reduced to what he is now.
"Pathetic."
He raised his right hand, palm facing the sky.
The ups and downs of syllables came out of the young man's mouth, and the golden light slanted against him, making him look like a god king coming to the dust.
Li Xi'an calmly watched the giant cauldron's golden light flow, locking it with murderous intent.
The nerves in the entire body were destroyed, and the young man felt that it was struggling. In fact, it was the reaction of the muscles themselves being burned by the lava on the ground. Li Xi'an didn't want to move at this time.
It has tried its best.
If you can't keep it, then you can't keep it.
But Li Xi'an vaguely felt that this shouldn't be the case.
The resurgence of the mountains means that everything is ready. The so-called suddenness is just for the short life of years. The changes in the mountains should be calculated in units of ten thousand years. It truly feels the breath of Taihang. It is majestic and ancient, like a god from hundreds of millions of years ago.
This kind of change cannot be expected to have the impact of a civilization accumulated over 8,000 years.
Now that the recovery is coming, it is as unstoppable as the wheels of history rolling over it.
There should be a force that can destroy everything in the old era.
The seal characters on the cauldron seemed to come alive, with inscriptions depicting birds and animals running around the cauldron, and the divine fire from ancient times pouring out. The source of the divine fire was drawn out by the young man.
Ripples appeared in the space. He was extremely cautious and was not even willing to take another step towards Li Xi'an. He planned to directly trigger the divine fire to come down and end everything.
The divine fire was in full bloom, magnifying infinitely in Li Xi'an's eyes.
But a hazy figure suddenly appeared between the young man and the big snake, with a dreamlike figure and a veil hanging on his face, reflecting the mountains at dusk.
The figure raised his hand.
The divine fire was held in the palm of his hand and turned into the size of a seed.
The young man was horrified. He activated the cauldron but found that it was motionless. Even the burning of the fire was frozen, as if everything stopped at this moment. He wanted to pull away, but he couldn't move either.
Li Xi'an reluctantly raised his remaining eye.
The hazy figure couldn't see its face clearly, but it felt that the other person was smiling. That smile is gentle and affectionate, like a mother or an eldest sister.
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"Media 21, shaped like a bellflower, purple in color, with high temperature on the surface, predicted to be fire." The inspector recorded the file.
"It's over, everything is over." Someone sighed.
"Mr. Li." The person who was arranging the equipment saw the visitor and stood up to greet him respectfully.
The old man with half his foot in the coffin was supported by medical staff. He greedily breathed in the air of the Taihang Mountains, and the spirit in it made his pores dilate. The old man glanced at the bluebell burning with purple flames and said.
"This plant belongs to the Li family. Do you have any objections?"
"Brother Li, just take it, why are you being polite to us?" Another clan elder behind the old man said.
"By the way, hasn't the boy from the Zhao Sheng family come back yet?" Mr. Li thought of something.
"It's quite normal. It's not like you don't know how much of a thief that kid is. If you ask me, if the young people of their generation have a character that can go the farthest, it must be him."
"It's better to be cautious...it's better to be cautious..." Mr. Li sighed repeatedly.
If that boy of his could be more alert, he wouldn't have died from a tiger's mouth. He has a good talent, but he is too arrogant. Just as Mr. Li was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a huge heat wave. The air flow brought extremely high temperatures, which burned his skin so much.
The old man struggled to narrow his eyes and looked towards the center of the high temperature.
It's the medium!
The leaves danced wildly, and the dark purple flame was ignited silently, spreading to the peripheral equipment, and the instrument indicators jumped wildly and were then submerged in the flames.
The weird purple fire seemed to illuminate half of the dim sky!
Not only this place where the media is located, but also everything that has been discovered and undiscovered, has undergone astonishing changes at this moment.
They heard someone whispering mysterious words, with a tone as gentle as reading poetry. The source of the sound seemed to be in the distant sky, but also seemed to be right next to people's ears.
The young man's eyes reflected the starlight from the mountains.
The figure opened its slender arms, as if to embrace the huge red creature. The seed transformed from the divine fire was smelted in the hands of the figure, and the energy was rising. At the same time, all the media in the Taihang Mountains lost their spirituality and turned into mortal things.
Finally, a drop of clear liquid appears.
Because it is transparent, it can reflect the mountains, forests, dusk, and the stars and moon appearing on the other side of the sky.
Use mountains as seeds.
Suddenly, he remembered this sentence.
The figure bowed and dropped the gorgeous liquid in his hand on the big snake's head. Just like the coronation ceremony of the gods in ancient legends for the emperors of the world, it is sacred and solemn, leaving no trace of blasphemy in life.
Holy indeed, but young people know that things are going to be bad for their elders in the family.
The human figure touched the bony mask covering the snake's face, and disappeared like the wind when the golden candlelight was rekindled.
Li Xi'an watched her leave.
"Some people say that we will be buried in this era. Right?" Dusk fell, and the last light disappeared deep in the mountains.
But a new torch has been lit!
(End of chapter)