Chapter 113 112. Jian Yuechuan
A winding river in the Taihang Mountains.
This big river was a stream a long time ago, but now it has submerged the ruins of the village at the foot of the mountain. It turned around from the foot of the two mountains and slithered away like a giant dragon wagging its tail.
The people living in the village left before the demons wreaked havoc, leaving only the ruins and a piece of Chujia Village's crown, which were soon submerged by the soaring river. If nothing happens, these villages that carry the memories of many people will sleep forever in the river. end.
All souls are silent, bowing their heads deep into the Taihang Mountains.
Even here, one can witness the giant carrying the golden light holding a long sword and smashing it straight down. Spider-web-like black debris spreads, and the majesty of collapsing everything covers everything as far as the eye can see.
There was a sika deer drinking water by the river. He felt the majestic spiritual energy erupting deep in the mountains. His movements stopped and he bowed his head.
The creatures in the Taihang Mountains never bow their heads because of the arrival of the ancestors of the True First Realm. They are facing the red dragon-shaped head, the mountain god of the Taihang Mountains!
With the sound of rushing water, the sika deer felt the waves rising up to his ankles and soon up to his belly. The coolness of the river calms the irritable spiritual veins in the air, and the clear water droplets bloom into flowers.
The entire river was cut off.
The ruins of the village exposed under the river bed, the most conspicuous one is the dilapidated temple. The vermilion red paint looks mottled due to the erosion of the water, but the bricks and tiles are intact. It is hard to imagine that such an almost complete temple is preserved deep in the river.
There is a coiled red snake stone statue enshrined in the temple.
At the moment when the stone statue was exposed to the air and responded to the spirit, the lifeless snake eyes were lit up, igniting a dazzling golden fire. The sika deer tilted its head, its dark eyes full of doubts. It had seen monsters and ghosts, but it had never seen a stone statue with glowing eyes.
The next scene made the sika deer's antler stand on end.
In the temple, many figures appeared outside the temple. It is vague, illusory and has a light golden color, similar to the firelight shining on the stone statue. There are more and more people, including old people and children, men and women, mountain people and city dwellers pretending to be neat. The deer stopped looking at it, thinking it was too evil. He rolled his dark eyes and ran away into the forest.
Therefore, this sika deer has never seen those illusory figures bowing to the snake statue. The leader is an old man with a stooped body. It can be seen that he is very old.
A red scale was suspended above the old man's head.
Li Xi'an was vaguely aware of the changes in this world, and used one of his own scales to protect the old man from entering reincarnation safely. Therefore, the scales discovered later naturally lost their aura and were only solid on the material level. But the old man did not leave. He always stayed in this temple under the protection of that scale.
There are temples in Nanshan.
The temple with the Red Immortal sleeping in the old man's story was never the one they built, it was just a story. It was they who built this temple to worship the Red Immortal. But that person came back, discovered this temple from the bottom of the river, and really stayed with this temple for a while. The Nanshan temple mentioned in the story book thus appeared in reality, and he witnessed it with his own eyes.
The crowds are like the sea, stepping on the sand at the bottom of the river, on the intercepted water flow, on the shore, and on the mountains.
Children, old people and all kinds of people sang in low voices.
The chanting overshadowed the majesty descending from the sky, and the falling sword was blocked.
"There is a temple in Nanshan, where the Red Immortal sleeps. His eyes are like golden fire, and his body is like red steel. With the wind and rain blowing, it illuminates the common people...name, Nanzhu!" People worshiped, and the golden light bloomed and gathered along the river.
This is the willpower, not only from the people, but also from the mountains. The bows from mountains, flowers, trees, insects, fish, birds and beasts.
The river is surging, dotted with golden light, like a galaxy sweeping across it. And the water splashes and silver mirrors are like the moon, blooming.
The shadowy figure of the monk lowered his eyebrows, and he saw original words that should not exist in the floating flowers in the river.
"Water is accurate. Traveling to the north. Like water flowing together, there is a slight air of Yang in it. All water attributes are derived from water. Give it its virtue."
"To learn from the Moon River."
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The golden eyes reflected the old man's worship in front of the temple.
The chanting is like a tide, and the river is flying upward! The man under the law body smiled.
Smile calmly.
"Did you understand the power of wish when you were dealing with Yuchai Shunde?" The true realm is irreversible because of the dharma body that connects heaven and earth, and also because of the power of wish that all races worship. Hengxiao Jin Ni is very strong, but he has crossed the line.
With his Dharma Body about to dissipate, he seemed really unsure of killing the red dragon with one blow.
Li Xi'an closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had sucked all the air between heaven and earth into his lungs. He opened his arms and jumped suddenly, the red dragon shape roared, the silver moon river flowed into a winding body covered with river robes, and the stars were decorated with wishes.
This is far from the end, the fish and dragon dance, they attract the power of wishes, run in the Jianyue River, and release the ancient will!
The realm of the Imperial Dao spreads, stars, rivers, dots, lunar sun.
The red dragon shaped like an arrow cut through Shinichi's pressure, and the heavenly cauldron dropped the seal script to protect his body!
"Dragon King! Hahahaha, you should be the Dragon King!" The man laughed and dropped his sword!
The two collided fearlessly, the roar erupted, and the mountains shook, as if they sounded the death knell called destruction!
Endless light and heat burst out, and the spirit in the air was oppressed by the two breaths and became sluggish.
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The people who worshiped in the illusory temple of the vermilion stood up and dissipated under this collision, truly returning to death.
The creatures close to the battlefield should have died, but at this moment a white moon appeared in the sky. The moonlight is splashing, as if someone is whispering ancient scriptures.
The flowing robes cover their bodies, blocking out the light and heat that destroys everything.
Sand and gravel, collapsed mountains, evaporating rivers.
The awakened Taihang has suppressed the destructive power of this force to the extreme.
Light and heat will eventually die.
When everything disappears, the Dharmakaya connecting to the sky will turn into light and shadow, completely dispersing between heaven and earth. The man sat cross-legged in the void, his brows cracked, blood flowing silently and dripping. The same is true of the world at this moment.
It seems that there is only this ancestor and the red dragon in the world at this time.
"Bang——!" Xi Jianhui's sword fell and was inserted into the corner of the mountain and jungle. The big bronze cauldron flew across the sky and broke a certain mountainside.
The man stood up, raised his hand, and took the water droplets in front of him with his index finger.
The golden light dispersed in the water droplets.
The red dragon can only use his wish power to assist him. He knows how to reach the true realm, but it doesn't matter. There is no time to allow him to accommodate these wish powers. The red dragon should be dead. All people in the true realm are just ants, nothing more than bigger bugs and smaller bugs. This red dragon is the biggest insect I have ever encountered. The most terrifying threat died, but Hengxiao Jinni remained silent.
Fighting with this living creature was the most unbridled pleasure he had ever experienced in millions of years.
What a pity...
He raised his head, and the red dragon shape fell straight down, blood spilling on its falling trajectory.
Buzz—!
The rules of this world were suppressed, and Hengxiao Jinni, whose legal body was shattered, was almost unable to use any spirit. Even his consciousness, which could scan tens of thousands of miles around at will, was suppressed and tightly imprisoned in his mind. He raised his hand with difficulty, intending to take the body of the red dragon and return immediately. One more breath and he would die!
But the wind was howling, and the sun's light was obscured by something.
Hengxiao Jin Ni looked sluggish.
His dharma body has collapsed. What can cover up the sun again?
(End of chapter)