Chapter 66 65. All ancestors are enemies
The red dragon was twisting and turning, and his body was now in a terrifying state.
The whole body is as if made of blood jade, ferocious, ancient, sacred, and strange. Several completely different words and phrases can be used to modify today's red dragon.
The dark clouds dispersed, and a pale golden light poured down.
This is a narrow escape from death given by heaven and earth.
The sword filled with light fell vertically in front of the red dragon.
With the huge vitality, this is the last step of casting.
The name of the sword is "Xi".
Immediately afterwards, the scales of the red dragon spread out like the red maple forest in late autumn.
The young man wearing Xuanyi sat cross-legged in mid-air, with his hands spread out in front of him, holding the Xijian in the center. The blooming sunlight is receding, and the circulating ancient characters gradually return to the sword.
Li Xi'an looked at the endless vitality hanging from the sky, stretched out his hand, and the bronze cauldron hung above his head.
The phantom of the great eagle appeared on the cauldron.
"These vitality will be useful to you."
The life of the big turtle is too serious, and he needs the seal carving spirit. Now, with his cultivation level, although the vitality provided by the Heavenly Cauldron is huge, it is far from enough for a mythical creature like the big turtle.
The supreme weapon's calamity vitality should be enough.
Originally, this kind of vitality was to neutralize the death energy of the Supreme Weapon after it passed through the disaster, and to feed back vitality. But Li Xi'an didn't need it. His own vitality was terrifying enough, so Xijian didn't need it even more. The death energy couldn't affect it, and it was chopped down with extreme sharpness.
The woman with red eyes and dark hair hesitated.
"Don't feel sorry." Li Xi'an said.
"I said this is not difficult for me."
Da Ju was silent for a moment and bowed solemnly to Li Xi'an. Even if his life is in danger, his illusory figure can still hide his beauty, and his facial features are kind-hearted.
She saw the red dragon attracting the supreme calamity light and bathing in the calamity light. Perhaps these were nothing to this extraordinary creature, but the other party used them to save her life, even if it was with a living spirit. The form relied on the bronze cauldron to exist, and she was still willing to do so.
"So, thank you very much, Your Excellency!"
Li Xi'an recited the wooden lines, carrying the living creatures running on the heavenly cauldron, and the black and blue seal scripts circulated, attracting huge and pure vitality to the giant eagle.
When all the energy of life and death was gone, he picked up the Xijian, installed the big cauldron, and began to carve the true spirit of myth on the cauldron again.
Using the sword as a pen, the humanoid creature swayed freely, and the pen moved like a dragon or a snake.
And an ancient sacred bird with spread wings vividly appeared on the tripod, and it seemed that it would break through the tripod and soar into the sky in the next moment.
"Huh--" Li Xi'an breathed a long sigh of relief.
The Heavenly Cauldron vibrated, and the cyan flame was cast in the position of the divine bird totem, as if it was alive.
At the same time, the other living beings on Ding's body moved closer to the sacred bird totem. They were moving away from the mythical creatures. Even if this kind of life became a living being, the symbolic authority still existed and was terrifying and unchanged.
Strictly speaking, the three blue birds should also be one of the ten categories of "feathers" in Zhoutian.
Driving the pen, sharpening the edge, and dotting the ink. Li Xi'an put away his sword, but suddenly found that he had no scabbard in this world. He smiled silently, and the light dispersed, keeping the sword warm in his consciousness.
The phantom of the big bird also disappeared on the Heaven-carrying Cauldron. After thousands of years, it was time for her to truly sleep for a while.
As for when he will wake up, Li Xi'an doesn't know, and Da Ju probably doesn't know either. This kind of thing is uncontrollable. Otherwise, when faced with the little sister who has been separated for thousands of years, Da Ju would have said a word or two, and would not have fallen into a deep sleep so directly.
Footsteps sounded behind Li Xi'an, and Li Xi'an didn't need to look back to know that the blue bird was creeping over and wanted to know something.
Previously, she saw that the true spirit of red dragon seal carving could not be disturbed, so she kept a lot of questions in her heart for a long time.
I guess I was suffocating.
He turned around, waved, his eyes narrowed slightly, half-smiling.
"Sit."…………
"That's it." Qingniao nodded and fell into silence for a long time.
This incident shocked her sense of permanence.
In vain, they closed their eyes and looked at the mountains. These ancestors of Gou Chen Zui actually fell into the trap of filth. Even the priest they had always trusted wanted to put them to death. Her eldest sister was almost completely killed, and she and her other sister almost became the property of others. Just thinking about it gave her chills.
Red Jiao can do this kind of thing when he returns to Kyushu.
She really wanted to ask, if you are not in the Yangshen realm in this world, why did you walk across Jiuzhou in a dream of Yaochi and show your power enough to bury your ancestors?
She also wanted to ask, why could you walk through history, kill Kunlun, and save them, even though Yaochi Yimeng clearly does not have the power to change reality.
There were so many things she wanted to ask, but in the end she didn't ask.
Just like her eldest sister, she solemnly thanked her.
Thinking about it, there was nothing she could do to help Chi Jiao except thanking him.
"Then why did I appear in the narrow space in the Yellow River Basin?" Qingniao suddenly remembered something.
"I don't know about that." Li Xi'an shook his head.
"I'm pretty sure I relocated you deep into the Yaochi with your other sister."
"Maybe something happened in the future..."
"This is inevitable." Li Xi'an said, "I have cleaned up the filth in Kunlun and buried all the filthy creatures. But in this world, we encountered the Nine Enlightenment and the Kunlun Jade wrapped in filth."
Qingniao's eyes were lowered, and Li Xi'an could feel her loss at this moment.
"It doesn't matter, I'm fine, my eldest sister is fine, and there's no reason why something would happen to the other sister." Qingniao raised his head and smiled at Li Xi'an, his eyes narrowed and his apple muscles rose.
Her fair face is extremely beautiful against the glow of the Kunlun Temple.
"What are you stunned for?"
"It's beautiful." Li Xi'an praised.
"Oh? I can't tell that you still have some appreciation. You have never looked at me twice during this whole journey. I thought you only had eyes for the female dragon. You must know that I have many suitors in Kyushu. You can start from From this end of the Kunlun line to that end?" Blue Bird teased, standing up and pointing at the projection of the Kunlun Mountains that appeared under the clouds of the shrine.
Li Xi'an also smiled. It was as light as lake water. It shone brightly and was unfathomable at the same time. Although the lake water was clear, it was too deep. When it got deeper, there was only unknown darkness.
The originally teasing Blue Bird became embarrassed instead.
"So the biggest enemies in this world are the ancestors who created a small world in Kyushu?" She asked softly, and the topic suddenly became heavy again.
"Yes." Li Xi'an nodded.
"Since there was a fall of life at the ancestral level when we were still in Kyushu, I can't guarantee what the state of the ancestors in the small world is now, but you also saw a group of ancient monks that day, do you think they Did you come to this world to lead the living beings in this world? It’s all for yourself.”
Li Xi'an answered, unknowingly thinking of the dark horse.
"They are all cannibals."
"There will not be enough time left for the growth of living beings in this world. The ancient monks from Kyushu will definitely return to this land and plunder everything they think should belong to them."
"They..."
The blue bird was silent.
In her impression, the ancestors were the ancestors who pioneered a Taoist tradition. They were proud and powerful. Some were eager to make powerful enemies, some lived in a corner, and some preached, taught, and solved doubts.
But now she has to face the preparation that all the ancestors of Kyushu were enemies. Even the ancestors left behind by the Supreme One who opened up the small world are unshakable in the true realm, which is more terrifying than watching the mountains with eyes closed and standing in the ground.
Somewhat suffocating.
(End of chapter)