Chapter 109 108. The Solo Angler
At dawn, Li Xi'an bid farewell to the guests in the imperial capital.
To Zhao Xingzhou's surprise, Qing Yan did not stay in Taihang Mountain. She chose to go to the imperial capital with them.
The ginkgo tree stayed in the imperial capital because it was not good at fighting. Zhao Xingzhou thought he was going to pick up the bergamot plant. Unexpectedly, Qing Yan stayed in the imperial capital and never returned to Taihang Mountain.
There must be a reason for this, but it is something that people are too good at, and he is not going to ask about it.
In this way, Qingyan and Buddha's Hand stayed in the imperial capital for two months.
The imperial capital, which has lost the infestation of demons, is prosperous and peaceful.
Occasionally, you can see a giant pale tiger lying on the wall of the ancient city looking in the direction of Taihang. The green tiger's pupils are flashing green and blue lightning. I don't know what he is thinking.
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In the depths of Taihang Mountain, there is someone walking alone.
Accompanied by the mountain fog, Li Xi'an searched according to the memories of the past.
In two months, the thick and ink-like pool of evil thoughts on the island in the middle of the lake became much clearer, and it seemed that it was turning into pure willpower to nourish his body, as Rakshasa said.
I'm quite willing to buy it.
His aura was rising, now close to full. If you are willing, you can step into the Ji Palace, build a palace, and reveal the realm of the emperor. But if he really entered the extreme palace realm when his bait was not ready, he would probably be following the Rakshasa's wishes.
The filth infested the dragon.
The Rakshasa wanted this red dragon to be corrupted, and there was filth in that pool of evil thoughts.
Li Xi'an accepted pure evil thoughts and at the same time accepted the filth in them. The level of the red dragon is increasing, and its aura is becoming violent. Rakshasa's statement was caused by evil thoughts, which seemed reasonable, but he didn't know that the red dragon had dealt with impurity tens of millions of years ago.
He had witnessed the pale and slender limbs of the Kunlun priest, as well as his extremely unclean posture.
Where does filth come from, what can it lead to, and why are the unshakable people described by Blue Bird an enemy of the world.
Li Xi'an got the conclusion he wanted as early as thousands of years ago in Kunlun.
The so-called filth is fundamental.
Since this kind of substance can corrode even the invincible ones in the True First Realm, Li Xi'an didn't have the strength and didn't dare to gamble that he wouldn't be corrupted if he came into contact with this kind of thing. But he needed to know what this thing was.
So he accepted Rakshasa's deal.
A small amount of filth accumulated in the body and was suppressed with the Xijian. Rakshasa never thought that the golden sword was made of unstained Kunlun jade. A weapon of this level should not appear in the hands of living beings.
Li Xi'an had a dream when he came into contact with filth for the first time.
I dreamed of the edge of the vast sea of stars and the deathly darkness of the universe. Pure darkness, I originally thought that the filthy things on Rakshasa's body were the product of being diluted hundreds and thousands of times and left to future generations, but later I saw that the nature of filth has never changed. It is eternal quality, regardless of quantity.
At the moment when facing the darkness, all the golden candles were swallowed up. His shadow twisted into a wild dragon, opening its sharp teeth at him.
Until the sun shines and disperses the shadows.
Bring all distortions back to normal.
This is just the beginning. The longer he accepts pure evil thoughts, the more full his breath becomes, and the more terrifying the filth becomes. Chi Jiao's dream is getting closer and closer to the time and space he lives in from the sea of stars in the universe, and is no longer a dark nothingness.
The most recent dream is about Kyushu.
Kyushu has lost its "Tao". The ancestors who have based themselves on the true oneness so far will never be able to achieve enlightenment or become "saints". The Supremes opened up a small world to seal up the unshakable ones among their ancestors. While preserving the fire, they hoped that they would become enlightened. As long as they have the Way, they can seize it and achieve immortality in the saints.
Even if these creatures become saints, they should be invincible.
The magical power that opened up the small world was as bright as the morning glow. This was the birth of countless worlds. The Supremes used unprecedented power to twist the Nine Provinces and hide it from the sky and the earth.
How beautiful... The moment the world opened up, Li Xi'an heard a whisper. It was definitely not a voice in his heart. This voice came from a dream.
Also from the boundless darkness.
The ancestors sleeping in the small world were visited by the shadow of the universe, so they changed from the towering mountains guarding Kyushu to the abyss swallowing up the real world. It's not that the Supreme Being can't see the right person, but that the shadow is like a snake, penetrating all around.
"Bang!" The golden fire was ignited, lighting up Li Xi'an's gloomy face, and burning out the black gas at the same time.
He was going to a place on this trip.
This is the last stop of two months of solo hiking in the mountains.
Afterwards, we will welcome the arrival of the ancestor. Speaking of which, he got a token from the demon that day. Maybe one day he could visit them in person, why would others come all the way to Taihang Mountain? When you are a guest, you must reciprocate politely.
Climb up a mountain along the mountain road.
Li Xi'an's walking process on the mountain was very slow, just like an ordinary person. He measured the land of Taihang with his feet and saw the scenery of Taihang with his eyes.
He was familiar with this mountain, but he had never been there before in this world.
An old stone tablet, with two words on it vaguely identifiable. He exhaled softly, and the dust filled the air like mist, as if he was back in time again. He really wanted to forget the eighty years, but he couldn't forget it. Taihang remembered for him that there was an immortal who only lived for eighty years and a horse demon who didn't intend to become a demon.
The spirit is moving and roaring.
The young man sat cross-legged.
The sun shines brightly, and the seal characters emerge.
The golden fire rises from Li Xian's body, and he no longer needs the filth, so he will burn it out now!
When Li Xi'an slowly opened his eyes, a dark tide suddenly rose up in his melted gold eyes, as if the night had turned upside down and swallowed up the morning light.
The mountains were twisted, but Li Xi'an seemed to turn a blind eye to them.
"It's all your fault that you left me and ran away, and made me look like this..." The dark and strong black horse sat cross-legged in the position it had held thousands of years ago, with its hooves forming a clasp-shaped pattern. "Can you tell me any good ways to survive?"
"Practice hard. If you can beat me, you will beat me to death. If you can't beat me, I will run to death." Li Xi'an didn't look back.
"You can't run away... Kyushu is right here, where are you running to?" The voice was barely audible, and the next moment it was covered up by the familiar loud shouting.
"Oh, is this what you really look like?" The black horse raised its hoof and touched its chin, looking at it for a long time.
"It's a pity. If it's a girl, Master Ma, I will marry you as soon as possible."
"You are so virtuous in dirty dreams." Li Xi'an smiled.
"What the hell? What filth, what a dream?"
"Yeah, I don't quite understand what you say sometimes anyway. I just didn't expect that the last person I saw would be you. It's so damn unlucky that you weren't my beloved filly!"
"You have a favorite filly?"
"What's the matter with you? Are you going to bury me if I look back?"
Li Xi'an was stunned.
Looking back, the person sitting cross-legged there was neither the familiar dark horse nor the horse demon that he spent his last days sitting cross-legged to practice with.
It's a ferocious beast, an unparalleled ferocious beast.
Covered in jet-black scales, Qi enveloped the sky. The place where he sat cross-legged reflected the stars in the sky. The scales are towering and ferocious, like armor, like endless towering mountains. But most of these scales exploded, and the blood stained the entire mountain top and spread to the Taihang land.
It looks very much like that horse back then.
(End of chapter)