Chapter 58 58. Three Blue Birds (4k)
The years went backwards for thousands of years, and he once again ascended the road to heaven.
Different from his current life, this time he ascended to heaven and was guided by priests. Two priests stood on both sides of the Tianmen, carrying light on their backs.
The image of a human being is covered in long golden clothes, his face is covered with a complex mask, and his limbs are slender and pale.
One is holding a red divine robe in his hand, with the sleeves hanging down safely, revealing golden embroidery of lotus flowers, ancient trees, and several koi fish. One is holding a jade plate, on which are hairpins made of sacred tree branches, decorated with several flower buds.
"Those who ascend to heaven do so for eternal life." The two priests chanted in unison.
The voices sounded like men and women, like children and old people. They spoke in a low voice, and their voices were like waves hitting Li Xi'an's eardrums in layers.
He heard the chirping of birds. The birds surrounded him. They untied his hair and gently lifted up his yellowed and old clothes, revealing his old and yellow body.
Then he put a red divine robe on him, picked up his hair and tied it behind his head with a wooden hairpin.
This is an investiture ceremony.
From this moment on he is no longer a mortal.
Time is rapidly regressing on him, his withered figure is plumping up, his yellow skin regains its vitality, the ravines on his face have disappeared, he is plump and handsome, and there are stars in his eyes. Feiniao put down the ancient sword and Li Xi'an caught it. He couldn't carry it with his current clothes, so he had to carry it in his hand.
"Ascend to the sky! Grant the gods!"
The heavenly gate opened a gap, and the majestic spirit was gushing out. The birds disappeared, and the priest bowed and retreated.
He steps in.
Familiar steps, a huge bronze city in front of you.
Instead of eternal loneliness, there are living beings coming and going in the Bronze City, talking to each other.
Li Xi'an subconsciously raised his head. The sky above was not a sea of stars, but layers of thick clouds. Colorful rays of light poured through the gaps in the clouds, like a dream.
A majestic and huge statue with a human head and a leopard body stood, exactly the same as when he came in later generations.
Under the towering locust tree, an old man whose face could not be seen clearly stood there. Li Xi'an knew that the other party was waiting for him here. In later generations, there was no priest to guide him on his journey to heaven, and there was no sign of the gods coming and going in the Bronze City. These should have disappeared in the years, and Qingniao did not express it to him. After all, Qingniao knew that in the era Li Xi'an lived in, he no longer needed to care about these things. Climbing to heaven and conferring gods is a ritual of the Kyushu era and has nothing to do with their era.
The old man bowed to Li Xi'an and stretched out his hand to guide him. The arms under the robe are slender and pale, like those of a priest.
"You should be the last person to ascend to heaven and live forever"
Only the old and hoarse voice spoke slowly.
"You can live forever by ascending to heaven. I guess you are seeking this path because your life is about to end. It is not easy. I hope you can cherish it."
"I'm not here for immortality."
These words made the old man startled.
"Everyone in the world seeks immortality when they ascend to heaven, especially mortals. I see that you are a mortal and have no spiritual veins in your body. Isn't it a great blessing to succeed in ascending to heaven just when your life span is about to expire? Why do you say you don't want to live forever? Ah, why did I say that mortals cannot ascend to heaven for immortality? ”
"Who are you?"
"I am Master Xujie Zhengyuan."
A false festival? Different from the reaction the old man imagined, the young man in front of him actually frowned when he heard the name.
"Shinichi?"
"It turns out that mortals can also know the True One, but since you know the True One, you can know that I am the ancestor... Ah, I'm sorry, you are no longer a mortal, you are an immortal. You can continue to walk deep into the Bronze City, there will be someone to receive you You, arrange a good place for you, I won’t say more to you.”
The old man bowed slightly.
"Is that empress in the Bronze City? I'm here for her."
"It turns out you know many secrets about Kunlun." The old man stood up, and the clouds of sunlight above his head dispersed, revealing his old and rosy cheeks.
"I won't play riddles anymore. All the living beings who ascended the road to heaven and live forever are the subjects of that empress. But I'm afraid you can't see that empress now. She went to a distant place for something. At this time, the empress's The land of Kyushu should be invisible to my eyes.”
"You can't see the land of Kyushu..." Li Xi'an whispered.
"No wonder."
"No wonder?" Xujie Zhengyuan found that the immortal in front of him was very different from the ones he had seen before.
He stood there like a sword.
In other words, the fact that he ascended to heaven and became an immortal is a strange thing. The Queen Mother of the West is not in Kyushu and the spirit of Kunlun is sleeping. How did he find the lotus? The words were strange, and he had no respect for his ancestors. No, maybe he had some respect. The young man respected the empress very much, but he was not interested in his hypocrisy. But how can a mortal have the confidence to look at Shinichi and rely solely on immortality?
Immortals only rely on the immortal elixir of the empress to have a long life, but they do not really die.
Li Xi'an did not respond. He remained motionless and silent, looking up at the sky.
There are water drops flowing upward.
After a long time, the young man holding the sword finally spoke.
What he said made the ancestor look stern.
"No wonder you dare to make trouble in Kunlun."
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Master Xujie Zhengyuan disappeared the moment he finished speaking.
The sword light splashed, reflecting the deep dusk.
"Ding!" A soft moan came out.
It was Li Xi'an's sword that blocked the old man's hand. The collision between the palm and the sword was like cast iron, and traces of black energy steamed out from that arm.
The sword is like a rainbow, and the claws are like hooks.
The old man frowned.
He didn't even use any technique, he just wanted to kill him with one clean blow, but he was blocked by this mortal. Twisting his wrist, the divine patterns intertwined into a chain, extending from the palm of his hand at will. The old man wanted to crush the strange sword and the sword holder directly. This immortal gave him a very strange feeling. When he stared at him, it seemed as if something was stuck in his throat, and he wanted to say but couldn't. Therefore, he no longer avoided the Kunlun Bronze City. The scriptures of killing lit up in the void, and his energy was pressed to the lowest level. He took action with thunder to kill Li Xi'an.
"Tick-tock-tick-"
The bright red blood dripping down was particularly conspicuous on the blue-gray stone steps.
The secret realm of Kunlun is so quiet and sacred that no one would imagine the scene of bloodshed here.
Master Xujie Zhengyuan lowered his head and silently stared at the sword mark across his palm.
He is injured.
The Immortal swung his sword wantonly, cutting through the divine pattern chain, leaving scars on his palms. The red ancient sword roared. This man drew his sword instead of drawing it. He was clearly pulling out a mad dragon!
"What kind of creature are you? There is no existence above the True First Realm in Kyushu!"
To be able to hurt him, this immortal cannot be a mortal. If the empress in Kunlun is in charge, it is possible that the person who bestows immortality with the Dharma can confront him. But now that the empress is not in Kunlun, it is impossible to preach the Dharma. What's more, he sticks to Tianmen and watches this man grow old before eternal life. How can such a person have any way of hurting him?
Li Xi'an stood with his sword in hand, looking coldly at Master Xujie Zhengyuan. A golden lotus blossomed in his eyes, outlining the strict laws of Ogu in his eyes.
"I don't know who I am either."
"But I should have touched upon the truth that I am seeking to know."
The old man burst into laughter.
"Fan Lei, you dare to talk nonsense!" His breath was rising steadily, and then he punched the air beside him. The space was smashed, and the dark spider web spread around his fist, rushing crazily. The divine chain then locked the space, and Xujie Zhengyuan pulled out a ferocious long sword from the crack.
Maybe not a long sword, but some kind of huge blade.
It was dark and strange, just like the madness in the cracks.
The immortal just raised his sword, his red divine clothes were flying, golden lotuses were blooming in the sky, and he was surrounded by lotus flowers, his face was like a god.
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The priests gathered by the Yaochi, their slender clothes trailing the floor, and their walks winding like snakes.
The Yao Pond was filled with mist, obscuring the terrible fight in the center of the Pond. It was the legendary divine creatures fighting to the death.
The huge waves crashed from the center to the edge of the pool, still as huge as a mountain. The roaring waves collapsed under the rune restrictions, without affecting the priests at all. They were wearing long golden clothes and complicated masks. They had similar voices and their arms were long and pale. They were as tall as three ordinary people put together.
"I've made enough preparations, but still made trouble like this, yo yo, is this the divine bird?"
"The creatures under that queen's seat are really invincible. This still has their cultivation level reduced. If it hadn't been for their cultivation level, it would be very difficult for us to deal with it now."
"Master Guanlan, eyes closed, seems to have gained real fire."
"Oh, oh, oh, not only is it really hot, have you seen the giant statue with closed eyes? It's moving! It's really desperate."
"If you don't fight hard, you will be beaten to death. Just survive this period of time. The blue bird's cultivation is cut off. This is the sublimation of the burning source. After the sublimation, it will turn into ashes. By then, even the empress can't save her personally. ”
Waves come one after another.
Yaochi center.
Thick water mist wanders along the body of the giant statue. The giant statue has its eyes closed, and its whole body is shining with a blue light. It is huge and boundless, as if it can hold up the sky by raising its arms.
On the other side is the first three-legged divine bird, with feathers covered in red and cyan. Every time it flaps its wings, it stirs up the strong wind. If it were in the human world, there would be no need for the divine bird to make any movements. Each time the wings flap, it is enough to overthrow the mountains. Her eyes are like a wheel. The waning moon hanging in the sky was bone-chillingly cold.
The colossus with closed eyes takes action, accompanied by divine patterns, opening and closing widely.
But he was suppressed by the divine bird. The divine creature is burning its body, and the power it brings is extraordinary. If Ao Niao's cultivation had not been cut off, this state would have allowed her to surpass Shinichi.
But alas, that's what they're here for.
Following the imperial concubine's instructions, the God of Killing made Sanqingniao cultivate and was sealed in a coffin.
The only thing I didn't expect was that Qingniao would be so powerful even if his cultivation was cut off.
The blue giant statue lifted the spear and twisted its body. He took a stance and threw the spear fiercely, piercing the sky.
The giant claw fell down and broke the spear.
The huge body of the three-legged divine bird gradually became illusory, and the edges of its feathers collapsed, like a candle that was about to burn out.
She is still fighting, still suppressing this ancestor. Her life is about to come to an end, and it is not easy for her to fight against the best of her ancestors until now after her cultivation has been cut off. But she didn't dare to slack off, she was the eldest sister, and the two younger sisters were buried in the coffin. She had not yet entered the coffin, but she could still burn. If she died, her two relatives would be killed by this without the power to resist. How about a crowd.
Qingniao didn't have any imagination, she didn't dare.
She had no choice but to work harder, trying to kill Shinichi in front of her and find an opportunity to break the situation.
In addition to hatred, she was also puzzled. It was the empress's order to cut off the cultivation base, and she would not murder them. However, the Kunlun priests seemed to have changed into something else in an instant, from the barriers protecting them to the darkness stabbing them. knife.
"Give up, my lord, you are just too stressed, and things that could have been discussed have ended up like this." Master Guanlan said with closed eyes.
At this time, Blue Bird's suppression began to weaken, and he knew this was a turning point.
"Stress?" Blue Bird sneered.
"Then how do you plan to discuss it? Are you going to turn us into creatures like you? We are divine birds that will never fall. Even if we burn ourselves to death, we will not be polluted!"
"That's such a shame."
Closing his eyes, Master Lan's tone seemed a little annoyed.
"Then since there is no discussion, my lord, you have to go and die."
At the very top of Yaochi, someone is pulling a bow.
The long arrow fell to the ground like a star, passing straight through Qingniao's illusory body. The light blue flame in her heart was extinguished by this blow.
The divine bird wept blood.
This bow picked off the waning moon.
The huge body of the blue bird fell from the sky and fell into the Yaochi, causing huge waves. The blood dyed the center of Yaochi a shocking red, and even the blue Dharma Body was illuminated by the blood.
The Queen Mother of the West's blue bird died in Kunlun, and her body fell into the Yaochi. It is not without irony.
"But you're okay?" The dharma body dissipated, and the man with closed eyes was suspended in the air. He opened his eyes slightly and looked at the figure high up. The man drew his bow and shot the blue bird, but was backlashed, and his face turned pale.
"My realm has fallen a little, but I can still barely maintain the true one. This is thanks to Kunlun's spirit sleeping, otherwise it would be much more than that. Shooting the blue bird, I would have died directly before."
The man holding the bow said deeply and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Looking down at the broken bow in his hand again, the rare arrow was also lost.
Master Guanlan, who closed his eyes, saw it clearly and laughed.
"In the past? In the past, would you and I have had the opportunity to touch a creature like a blue bird?"
The man holding the bow shook his head, "Put this aside for now. Let's collect some interest. This level of decline cannot be in vain."
"It makes sense."
"But the sacred bird is indeed magical and not contaminated by filth. How should we deal with it?"
"There are so many mythical creatures that have their uses. As for the green fire just now, I don't believe you are not greedy. Speaking of which, Xujie Zhengyuan doesn't know what to do. We can feel more relaxed with him here."
"It's easier, but it's hard to collect the interest." Guanlan closed his eyes and smiled cryptically.
The eldest sister among the three blue birds burned her body, and her body was scattered in the sky and the earth, useless. This leaves only two.
The man holding the bow nodded.
"That's fine."
He raised his eyebrows and reached into the depths of Yaochi in a chain of divine patterns.
After about half a while, the divine pattern chains pulled out two pale sarcophagi, and the two ancestors looked satisfied.
"Who is the man holding the bow?" The priest whispered by the pool.
"Gou Chen Zhi, the man on earth!" Someone recognized him.
"Now the unshakable ones like Bamboo Basket Soul Picker and Hengxiao Jin Ni have been opened up by the Supreme to a small world. They are not in Kyushu. Now he is probably the most terrifying in the True Realm!"
"Huh?" The priests looked back and felt the overwhelming spiritual energy rushing in the direction of Bronze City, and there was a Dharma body appearing in the world.
But the feeling disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.
The two ancestors in the center of Yaochi frowned. They had sensed Master Xujie Zhengyuan's Dharmakaya spiritual veins just now.
Their perception was unmistakable. The Dharmakaya must have unfolded, but for some unknown reason it only appeared for a moment and then disappeared.
(End of chapter)