Chapter 95 94. Dawn
The red figure fell.
It was clearly early spring, but the dragon shape looked like a rolling mountain covered with maple trees. By late autumn, the mountains and fields were all red like fire.
The golden king watched the scales of the red dragon spread out.
The slender figure's long clothes are flying, wrapped in the scales of the late autumn red maple, as if it is a star falling to the world, just like the scales spread out by the late autumn maple are the tail of the falling star.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes and felt the sound of wind filling his eardrums.
Among the mountains, the sun slowly rose. The clouds that had been cut open by the huge body were covered with bright sunlight, and then turned into gorgeous purple and red.
He opened his eyes following the twilight.
Face east and gaze calmly at the rising sun. The body moves downward with gravity, the rolling mountains are above the perspective, and the clouds are below. When the dazzling light shone on Li Xi'an's face, he smiled silently.
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Insects chirped and birds chirped, and the mole stood under the ancient tree, looking at the clouds.
It was already noon, and the sun was shining directly on the mountains and the land through the holes in the thick clouds. It was the cloud cave created by thousands of arms hanging from the clouds by the red dragons.
It also creates the beautiful scenery that the mole can see at this moment.
Thousands of golden beams of light shine down, and the early spring sunshine is nourishing the land again.
The dark sacred mountain stood there majestically, and the twinkling stars were extinguished. Except for the dark and iron-clad mountain, it is no different from an ordinary mountain. Occasionally, flocks of birds fly slowly and leisurely over the dark mountainside halfway up the sacred mountain, shrouded in clouds and mist.
In a place covered by lush branches and leaves on the ancient tree, a figure sat quietly, resting against the trunk. Holding his hands in his arms, the gold patterned mysterious clothes naturally drooped down. Her long hair was spread freely, covering half of her cheeks.
The red dragon consumed too much in this battle, so he found a tree that was pleasing to the eye and slept until now. It seems that he has no tendency to wake up. It's a real deep sleep, at least the mole can't wake up with just his voice.
Speaking of which, a dragon often likes to sit on trees, which are old trees. Xiao thought, in his knowledge, dragons mostly live in deep pools or large lakes.
It seems that Chijiao mentioned that his home is on a small island with an old camphor tree.
Centuries of habits cannot be changed overnight, but they can be suppressed on a daily basis. Chi Jiao was probably the most relaxed and exhausted at this moment. He couldn't restrain his habit anymore, so he simply found an ancient tree to rest.
To put it bluntly, this fierce and terrifying guy seems to be homesick.
It's probably similar to what the ancient scholars thought of immediately after taking the exam, which was to return home in rich clothes, lurk in the Shiwan Mountains, and crush the ancestor's plan. This was what this dragon planned day and night. Now that the threat has been eliminated, the ancestor of the True First Realm has actually become his prey. When the dust settled, Chijiao naturally thought of going home.
Scholar? Dragon? Mole smiled and shook his head.
It didn't quite match, but he couldn't think of a good way to describe it at the moment.
The chirping of birds came from behind, and the mole turned back blankly. A bird sat on the corner of the boy's redwood branch, flapping its wings.
"Oh! Oh my God!" He said in an exaggerated tone.
Because the birds flapping their wings hit the red dragon's face, and the eyelashes trembled slightly, these birds woke up the sleeping Li Xi'an. Before the young man who opened his eyes blankly could react, the birds began to chirp and fly away again.
"Are you happy?" A voice sounded from the tree.
"No." He said seriously.
"I hope you didn't." Li Xi'an waved his hand and yawned.
I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time.
He was severely injured and sealed in a ghost coffin. Although his body was sleeping, his spirit was tense all the time. Now that the tight string was finally loosened a little, this short half-day's rest made him feel as if he was getting rid of his old shed and regaining his vitality.
Only then did the red dragon really wake up from the ghost coffin.
"Here." Zhu threw a coin-like object up, and Li Xi'an reached out to take it.
When I got it in my hand, I realized that it was the peeled carapace of some kind of insect. It was a gorgeous dark gold color. If I looked closely, I could see the ancient lines on the shell.
"What is this?" The young man tilted his head. "Gift... stop, stop, don't throw it back in a hurry. It's not the inheritance of witchcraft from Shiwanda Mountain, but a set of sword formations. I believe it will be useful to you." Miao waved his hand with a solemn look on his face.
Li Xi'an injected spirit and the lines lit up.
He smiled.
He had previously thought that these patterns were the carapace patterns carried by the mole itself, but he did not expect that the creature had carved them on it himself. This palm-sized carapace is engraved with a dragon shape. With just a few strokes, this straight-arrowed dragon shape has charm. This is not the key, the key lies in the sword array stored in the carapace.
Sixteen ancient swords flew out one by one, and dark purple light filled the air.
The sword body roared like a living dragon with its head hidden.
Li Xi'an could see how terrifying this sword formation was at a glance. It's not that these swords are so extraordinary, the material of this sword body is far inferior to his Xijian. If it were just the sword itself, Xijian could cut off all sixteen ancient swords.
The scary thing is the words engraved on the sword.
The name of the sword array is Lixia! Lixia Sword Formation... His clear eyes swelled with golden tide, and the ancient characters were dismantled and imprinted into Li Xi'an's mind one by one. The more I think about it, the more I feel that the sword formation is profound. This knowledge is too deep and I won't be able to learn anything for a while.
The young man rubbed his chin and nodded.
He immediately took out the bronze cauldron and took the ancient swords in without showing any politeness at all, and there was nothing to be polite about.
When he brought out the Heavenly Cauldron, he did not forget to ask Mole, where did this sword array come from?
"Here." The mole threw another carapace. Li Xi'an took it again and opened it to see that it was a head. The expression on the head was intact, with pain, fear and disbelief written all over the distorted face.
"This emperor was equipped with such a powerful sword formation without knowing it. He did not follow the path of eating Xia Xia and gathering dew to nourish the sword. He insisted on killing creatures by thirsting for blood. He was killed by me, but the sword formation remained. Can you deduce it? , can you get any clues from this head? I'm also curious about the origin of this sword formation."
"You can give it a try."
Li Xi'an also became curious. This sword formation is indeed extraordinary, and cannot be mastered by anyone in the extreme palace realm.
Once this method is perfected, it will be no weaker than the terrifying magical power of the Jade Hand of Creation! If you are the same person, you may be able to compete with the untouchable among your ancestors. Red Jiao and Miao actually speculated in their hearts whether it was a method created by a certain ancestor with the same status as Yuchai Shunde.
The lotus bloomed, and the vague past flowed in Li Xi'an's eyes.
Trace back, trace back, keep tracing back!
The golden eyes suddenly widened, and the blurry clouds dispersed, revealing a bronze temple. At first glance, Li Xi'an thought it was the Bronze City in Kunlun, but in fact it was very different.
Kunlun Shrine is magnificent and has been standing peacefully since ancient times.
This bronze temple is unparalleled and overbearing. It builds the space between heaven and earth, and even the sky will be pierced. The statue is made from thousands of ancient swords. When he wants to see more details.
The screen is disconnected.
Li Xi'an shook his head, feeling a little dazed. It's a clue but it can't be called a clue.
"How?"
"There are no useful clues, it doesn't matter, the sword formation is enough."
He stood up from the ancient tree.
"By the way, I want to go back to Taihang."
"I know." Zhu smiled, "But before going back, how about going to Li Bu as a guest? The real guest is neither Chi Jiao nor the king of Taihang. He just goes to Li Bu as a friend of Zhu."< br>
"Is there any wine?"
"Enough!"
At the end of the Hundred Thousand Mountains chapter, let’s go back to Taihang.
Next article "Rakshasa".
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