Chapter 163 162. Those who stay away from filth
The endless iron chains extending outward are as wide and thick as the earth.
Li Xi'an came to the deepest, most central place. In the boundless darkness, you can't see anything. You can only feel that this place is still in the water, and it is endlessly empty.
There was a voice beside him.
"Want to see this person? The existence born in the later generations of Kyushu." Yuchai Shunde's voice was very soft.
She is untouchable, but still can't help but be called "great".
Reaching out, a wisp of ice blue pinched the palm of his hand. It bloomed suddenly, like a gorgeous ice-blue demon flower. This is not over. This icy blue flower blooms upwards in layers. The more it blooms, the more prosperous it is. The petals of the flower are getting bigger and bigger. Thousands of jade hands of creation create a land where flowers bloom. These flowers carry with them The luster slowly lit up the darkness and climbed higher. Li Xi'an saw the scales and the mottled feathers that could cover the mountains, and continued to follow the light of the cold flowers.
Until the white flower at the top, like the ancient moon, blooms. Li Xi'an raised his head. This height was like standing on the ground and looking at the moon in the sky. At this moment, the blazing white light swept across the sea water, completely illuminating this endless void.
He held his breath.
It's a head.
The head is so huge that there is no end, like a snake or a dragon. The place where he was floating happened to be the open pupil of the head, and in front of him was the pitch-black abyss that cut up and down. Facing this abyss, he was insignificant and out of reach. And this dark abyss is the vertical pupil of the eye. He couldn't help but retreat slowly, not only because he was horrified by the existence of this creature, but also to get a closer look at its full picture.
Yuchai Shunde glanced at the expression on Chijiao's face, and there was no exception. When she saw this creature for the first time, she even thought she had found a certain Supreme Being. But after calming down, I realized the disadvantage, because there was only one head like this in this extremely empty space, a head as big as a star. This being is dead, killed. She had observed the fracture of the head. The fracture was smooth, as if the head and body had been severed with a sword.
If it were really a sword, how terrifying would the creature wielding the sword be? Divide the yin and yang between life and death, and if the sword falls, you will die. It may be that just the aftermath of the sword energy can destroy a large swath of stars.
The Cauldron of Heaven was roaring and living things were running around. Li Xi'an couldn't see clearly. He planned to use the living creatures on the Cauldron of Heaven to act as his eyes.
The dark green seal script fell, and the living creatures sleeping in the Heavenly Cauldron were awakened and scattered around the huge head in front of Li Xi'an.
He was slightly stunned.
I realized that the head in front of me had no body, not because it was too huge and hidden in the darkness, but because there was only one head placed here, and eight thick chains shaped like the earth fixed it. It was between a dragon and a snake, with mottled markings on its body. feathers and scales.
His pupils were still wide open.
The clear blue looked like a sea when Li Xi'an looked at it.
"He's dead."
"Such a powerful creature is dead." He said, feeling inexplicably sad.
"Yes, such a great existence is buried here." Yuchai Shunde sighed.
"He was killed."
Li Xi'an stared at the huge abyss that opened in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he actually knew the name of the owner of the head. After he arrived here, he began to understand the words on the stone pillars he recorded. Ancient knowledge is naturally stored here.
His people called him Kukulkan. A god worshiped by an ancient civilization in the Hidden Age. These temples contain tributes and history to the god as he climbed the pyramids. According to the inscription, Kukulkan ruled the morning star, invented books, legislated, and brought corn to his people. He represents both death and rebirth and is the patron saint of priests.
Li Xi'an knew that the sky when this god walked must have many names. But the other party died, and the time and history that were not recorded by the pyramid temple were buried together.
He closed his eyes and sighed.
"Is this the one you mentioned who is not close to filth? Is he the Supreme?"
Yuchai Shunde shook his head.
"He is indeed a person who does not approach filth, but he is not the Supreme. At that time in Jiuzhou, there was no Tao and everything was lost. Even those of us can't break through the law and become saints. How can we expect that supreme beings will appear in future generations? He is not the Supreme. , I don’t feel his status. Even if the Supreme One dies, his status will still exist. I don’t think anyone is qualified to look at it, but I can feel that he is too powerful, incredibly powerful. ”
"When he died, he was not even close to filth. I asked here to completely eliminate the filth on his body." "The hidden era..." Li Xi'an said softly. He unknowingly detoured to the front of the head and stared at those Mottled scales.
Stretch out your hand and hold it gently.
Except for the coldness in the abyss, it has a rough rock-like texture.
The Cauldron of Heaven trembled, and dark green figures returned to the cauldron one after another. Li Xi'an chanted in a low voice, like chanting sutras or praying. This is the ancient rhythm and rhythm from Hengxiao Jinni. The ups and downs of the tone sound, awakening the world on the Heavenly Cauldron.
Yuchai Shunde looked at the living creatures flying back.
"Red Jiao, what do you want to do?"
"Why did you invite me here?" Li Xi'an opened his eyes, and traces of lotus flowers were outlined in his golden pupils.
The Heavenly Cauldron roared, and a green mountain appeared, with a palace standing on it. The river dropped from the mountainside, meandering and disappearing into the bamboo forest, and the smoke of people curled up, like a dream.
"Because I have to do something and need help, and I need a successor." A voice sounded from behind Li Xi'an.
The woman with white hair and white clothes stared at the red dragon.
"I will preach."
The mountains and rivers on the bronze cauldron became more and more real. Li Xi'an's soul was boiling, golden fire burned, and lotus-shaped sparks rolled up.
"That's enough, stop!" Yuchai Shunde shouted.
She knew what the red dragon wanted to do, and traced it back to its origin with the help of the Universe. But facing such an existence, it is simply impossible. If the person standing here is not a red dragon, but a red dragon, maybe he can see something clearly. This method is strange and powerful, but if it is used like this first, the red dragon will die. An existence that can kill such a creature cannot be spied on by an extremely palace-level dragon. Perhaps not being able to see anything is the best result.
If you see it, it will be the same as death.
"Master." Li Xi'an's voice was calm.
"Trust me."
He waved his hand and carried the heavenly cauldron to fly in front of Yuchai Shunde. A lotus rose slowly in the center of the flowing clouds and golden fire.
"Jinding." He said.
Yuchai Shunde stared at the pair of golden eyes looking over for a long time, and her cold sight finally broke.
The white figure disappeared into the abyss.
Li Xi'an turned around, stared at the huge head in front of him, and took a deep breath. The golden fire soothed and then bloomed. This was a terrifying energy that even the Heavenly Cauldron could not hide. The imperial realm spreads out, and in the deep universe are countless images of stars rising with divine fire. The Xi Sword and the Dusk Sword roared, turning into the lunar sun and surrounding Li Xi'an.
The luster of the white moon emerged, and the Jian Yue River flowed, blessing the red dragon.
"Boom——!"
The golden fire roared, and two bloody lotus petals appeared above Li Xi'an's head, with golden veins flowing through the glow.
At this moment, a drop of blood oozed from one of the lotus petals, floating above his head.
This is his most powerful gesture, even using the blood-colored lotus petals that have never been used in his body. He was vaguely aware of it, because when he came to the head, the petals trembled for a moment.
In the golden eyes, lotus blossoms bloomed.
He will...face the truth!
(End of chapter)