Chapter 50 50. Source of filth
The ancient atmosphere filled the air, interrupting the blue bird's random thoughts.
She focused her gaze on the stone monument and could vaguely see a flame-like substance burning around the stone monument.
It was indeed a rising flame, because she felt the hot and surging air waves at the same time.
But that wave of air didn't come from the stone monument, but from beside her. Li Xi'an's mysterious clothes flipped, golden lotuses bloomed in the sky, and gorgeous flames were quietly ignited by him!
The roaring heat wave caused the branches and leaves of the towering locust trees to fall to one another.
"You..." Qingniao wanted to ask Chijiao what on earth you were doing, but before he could speak, he was framed by the bronze cauldron, and his vision became dark.
"The filth comes from here."
She heard the red dragon whisper.
The Heavenly Cauldron was suspended above the creature's head, and golden fire like flowing clouds enveloped his body, engulfing everything crazily.
A mysterious lotus blossomed in the depths of the pupil, reflecting the filth that came to life under the stone tablet, the strange blackness of flames, and swaying like a demon.
"Young man, do you want to enter Yaochi?"
Something is talking, it's the stone tablet. His tone was cold, like sand rolling in his throat.
Li Xi'an frowned and suddenly disappeared.
With a loud bang, the bronze iron wall hit the position where Li Xi'an was previously, and the terrifying force caused the ground to dent.
It's the giant bronze statue with a human head and a leopard body.
It didn't know when it turned around and waved its arm to Li Xi'an. It was so powerful that even Li Xi'an's dragon body could not compete with it. The blow was enough to break his spine. This is a bronze city cast in ancient Kunlun. Even if time passes and all the ancient beings that exist disappear, it should not be a place where a Yang God realm creature can set foot, no matter how tyrannical it is.
The human figure appeared in the arms of the bronze statue, its eyes burning with dazzling gold. He jumped suddenly, Xuanyi flying, like a light goose landing in a safe place.
The blue bird inside the Heaven-Containing Cauldron turned pale in horror.
The bronze statue's attack on the creature holding the token means that the spirit of ancient Kunlun has been corrupted. The stone tablet is a precious treasure left by the emperor to the empress. It will remain unchanged and immortal forever. She should have expected it from the cracks appearing from above. There is no eternity, it is just a matter of the length of time. The supreme beings who pacified the sea of stars will disappear in the years. How can Kunlun never fall?
And is her hometown still contaminated by filth?
The green-feathered divine bird seemed to have lost its soul for a moment. Returning to Kunlun was the core factor that supported her to get here. Now that Kunlun is polluted, her remaining thoughts in the world have been cut off. The little deer sensed that something was wrong with her, but it was not psychic and had no idea what the divine bird was thinking. It could only lean over and lie on the ground with the blue bird, with its big head facing its small head.
"Red Jiao, leave." Blue Bird's voice was dejected.
She has not yet fully decided to die, because besides her, there are also red dragons in Kunlun.
Blue Bird didn't know why this creature entered Kunlun, but he helped her and walked all the way here. No matter what, she would not let the red dragon die of filth. If the red dragon holding the token dies in ancient Kunlun, it will be a humiliation to Kunlun and her.
Red Dragon did not respond.
He seemed intent on a bloody fight.
"Remember what I told you? I am the envoy of the Queen Mother of the West. Although Kunlun is polluted now, I still have a way to send you safely away from here!"
Li Xi'an stared at the towering statue of a leopard with a human head, and the lotus flowers slowly rotated in his eyes.
He knew what the blue bird meant.
"Then do you remember what I once told you? If Kunlun fell because of this filth, we wouldn't be able to wait until we go to heaven to pay homage to it today." Li Xi'an had already felt it when he was fighting with the Nine Enlightened Ones. The source of filth is ancient Kunlun. Kai Ming is afraid that the filth will forcefully invade his body and turn him into a puppet. It is true that there was filth in ancient Kunlun, and there is also the possibility that some mysterious consciousness guided the filth to corrode ancient Kunlun.
However, does Kunlun know that this thing is so arrogant?
It was an inconspicuous stain before he set foot in Kunlun. Now that thing decided to attack him, it should have become an eyesore.
And the eyesore...
With another punch, Li Xi'an took half a step back, looking at the mountain-sized fist and the cracked steps and floor, his golden eyes were blazing, and he smiled coldly.
He felt the gaze when he ascended to the sky. The gaze came from ancient Kunlun. It was ancient and sacred and majestic, but it also contained tolerance and gentle expectations for all things in the world.
He was once trapped at the altar in the human capital. It was due to his negligence that he underestimated the ambitions of those lonely ghosts. He also never expected that there was an "ancestor" level creature sealed under the imperial capital. In the past, his lack of awareness of the secrets of the world put himself in danger. Now, it's time for him to reverse roles. See him as prey? Little did he know that this was already his hunting ground!
The fist was smashed down and never raised again.
The figure with a human head and a leopard body seemed to be still, stagnant in front of Li Xi'an.
The excited roar also stopped, and it was wondering why this happened.
One drop, two drops, followed by a rustling sound on the giant bronze city. The whistling of the locust trees is the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.
rain?
Qingniao is confused. She has lived in ancient Kunlun since she was born until she was isolated in a ghost coffin. In her memory, it never rained in the giant bronze city. The rain in the world should gather far, far below this bronze city, not in the same area at all.
The weather here will not change. Except for the living creatures, everything here remains unchanged.
It will always be with the starry sky as the background, and it will always look like this.
The starry sky is above, where are the clouds and rain?
Li Xi'an remained motionless, feeling the coldness of the raindrops hitting his face, helping him quickly cool down his boiling blood.
On the other side, raindrops fell on the ground and fell on the bronze statue, and traces of mist evaporated from it, like the heat emitted by a sudden rainstorm in hot summer that wets the ground. But the "hot air" was pitch black, carrying death, and made an abating sound under the raindrops.
If the mountains are not clean, let the rain wash them away.
The long red tail behind Li Xi'an swayed with the raindrops, conforming to the laws of the rain.
The stone tablet could no longer speak. After the raindrops fell, the black air rose like a cloud and then melted away in an instant, as if it was wailing or cursing. Li Xi'an frowned, the raindrops fell quickly and soothed him, and he didn't intend to delve into what this thing said.
"What are you doing?" Qingniao asked blankly.
She wants to ask what you did, where did this rain come from, and what kind of existence are you? She wanted to ask so many questions that the only thing left on her lips was "What are you doing?"
The turn of events was astonishing, and the bird's life was ups and downs, and it almost didn't make it over.
"You might as well ask Kunlun what's going on." Li Xi'an said calmly. "Don't you trust the place where you grew up? If this happened in Taihang, I would believe it without reservation. It's just filth and nothing to this ancient mountain range."
The red dragon trusts Taihang, just as Taihang trusts the red dragon.
I trust you, just as you trust me<(￣^￣)(θ
(End of chapter)