Chapter 554 23. The sorrow of walking around with medicine
Zhan Yao walked around holding the iron crutch with both hands, sat on the medicine gourd and flew away.
A rune flashed in front, and the frequency of flashing was getting louder and louder at the moment. After he withdrew from Shiwan Mountain, he originally wanted to return to Daotong to make plans again, but he was intercepted by the flying golden talisman halfway.
The drawing technique of this golden talisman is not sophisticated. It relies entirely on the majestic spiritual energy attached to the talisman to intercept the medicine and lead him to the Tianshan Mountain.
The unshakable do not need tokens to show their identity. The unique aura of each person is the best proof. It cannot be copied at all. It means that future generations will follow the path of a certain unshakable. Nor can they reach their level.
The sharp spiritual energy on this golden talisman comes from Chunyang Fuyou.
Along the way, Zhan Yao paced around and stared at the two seal characters on the golden talisman carefully. He felt that the two seal characters were awkward and did not look like handwriting written by pure Yang. They were not sharp enough and the outlines were more peaceful and solemn. change. Zhang Yao paced and thought for a moment, and based on his knowledge of the other Eight Immortals, he recognized some of the smell of soul-gathering in bamboo baskets.
"There are many weird things, so I'm not worried about this one. Since you invited me, why not go there."
The cracks in the darkness open and close, unlike Zhao Zhaoxing who manipulates the sea of void at will, Zhang Yao Zuzu uses his spiritual power to open up the void and escape. Simply flying away is really slow compared to walking with medicine.
Not long after diving into the darkness, the medicine gourd broke through the void again, and below were the stretches of forest-white mountains.
The last trace of dragon vein power in the Tianshan Mountains was consumed by Zhan Yao Zhizu himself, and the crowned king in the sky became a great medicine in his hands. Now the scene in the mountains is very familiar to Zhan Yao Zhizu, and he glanced at it In front of you are two sacred peaks that open and close like giant gates. One of them is interrupted by the mountain, and it breaks off from the mountainside.
After flying over these two giant gate-like peaks, there are all sharp-edged peaks. However, these peaks are mostly smoothed and no longer have the sharpness and momentum they once had. Moreover, there are many pale and filthy things lying on their backs. , appeared bare.
The filth on the ground noticed that someone was flying in the sky, and they all raised their heads, looking in that direction with greedy and bloodthirsty expressions.
Zhan Yao frowned slightly as he paced back and forth, but he had never seen filth look like this to him. It was clear that the great sources were connected and connected with each other. But the eyes below and the pale faces looking up at him really made him sick. He shrugged his shoulders and released the breath of the unshakable without reservation, causing the filth in the mountains to scream and tremble on the ground, no longer looking like they were greedy and coveting just now.
After not flying for long, Zhan Yao paced up and put away the gourd, put it behind him, and stood in the air.
The main peak of Tianshan Mountain, the stone crevices of the altar on the top of the mountain were filled with blood, and then flowed from the altar and spread to the stone walls of Tianshan Mountain. This holy mountain, named after its purity and sanctity, is somewhere between terrifying black and scarlet. Even the sky above the mountain is covered in blood-like scarlet, as if a ghostly face is staring at the altar from the sky.
A strong wind blew around the entire mountain, and the screams sounded like thousands of evil spirits laughing sharply in the wind.
The blood flowing from the altar seems to have a magical power that attracts the filth in the mountains to climb up. Under this ghost-laughing wind, no living being can stand in the air except for walking on the medicine, so no matter how strong or weak the filth is, , you can only climb up from the bottom of the mountain. When the pale filth touched the blood, it melted instantly, evaporating into wisps of dark smoke.
Even so, the filth are still climbing up without stopping. From Zhan Yao's perspective, the entire Tianshan Mountains were like a squirming mountain of flesh and blood corpses, emitting a foul stench and overflowing with black smoke.
A huge dark door stands above the altar. Crowded evil ghosts and Rakshasa are carved on the surface of the huge door. The double doors are tightly closed without any gaps.
"We're here!" The man in the center of the altar turned around and smiled at Zhan Yao.
He casually pulled out a figure from his body. The figure was staggering and had not yet stabilized. When he slapped his forehead, his face, which was as blurry as mud, had facial features, and it turned out to be exactly the same as that of a man. After the man cast the spell, the figure moved its limbs and stood in the center of the altar instead of the man.
"This ritual is very complicated, and I never stopped for a moment. This soul can't hold on for long before it will be crushed into pieces. But it's still a little leisure time for me to meet my old friend." The man was wearing a scarlet Taoist robe and smiled heartily, please Zhang Yao walked to the altar.
The two of them walked to the edge of the altar. A strong wind enveloped the entire main peak of the Tianshan Mountains, and it was filled with darkness. There was a crimson surging above the head, like a pool of blood rolling around. Zhan Yao paced around feeling a little irritated, and said: "Collecting souls with a bamboo basket, are you still collecting souls with a bamboo basket?"
"Of course." the man replied.
"Bullshit!" Zhan Yao shouted while pacing.
The ugly man waved his sleeves, the altar disappeared, and his eyes suddenly became brighter. The two of them fell directly into the cave in the gourd. Snow fell heavily in the cave world. It was the same snow where the drug was used to bury the self-image.
The man in the scarlet robe did not change his expression. He looked around and saw a few medicinal fruits in the snow. He said calmly: "Pace your feet with medicine. Your medicine can cure all people, but it cannot cure this world."
These words were commonplace, but they sounded like thunder in Zhan Yaozou's ears.
On that day, the Supreme One manifested, divided the nine states, incorporated the Eight Immortals' Tao into the small world, and set up forbidden secrets to destroy the causal connections. After the Eight Immortals all know that this has happened, there may be no Kyushu anymore. Even if Kyushu still exists, it will no longer be the world they are familiar with. When they were parting, a man saw him.
The visitor has phoenix-like hair, long eyebrows and temples. He is eight feet and two inches tall. He wears a blue Taoist robe and carries an immortal sword on his back. Coming from the west, it happened to be facing a round sunset.
They were very familiar with each other, but they tried their best to write down the scene of that day with medicine, and finally came up with this description in their mind.
The man said: "Pace your feet with medicine. Your medicine can cure all people, but it cannot cure this world."
He then replied: "Chunyang Fuyou, your sword can kill the enemy, but it can't cure the world!"
The man looked at Zhan Yao Zhi calmly. He could feel cold sweat breaking out as he was pacing his feet. The face on the shoulder of the scarlet robe in front of him was constantly changing. Sometimes he was collecting souls in a bamboo basket, sometimes he was Chunyang Fuyou, and someone else. At that moment, it was himself who was wearing the scarlet robe.
Zhan Yao was pacing, his mind racing with thoughts, and suddenly he was stunned.
He remembered the scene of that day so clearly that he could even remember the wrinkles on Chunyang Fuyou's robe. But in the next scene, Chunyang Fuyou's lips were buzzing and he was talking to him a lot. , but he couldn’t remember it at all! There seemed to be a huge gap in his heart, and the thing he lost was in that gap!
The man in scarlet robe stepped forward through the thick snow. Zhan Yao walked up and roared, and the scene in the cave sky changed again. The man's next kick landed in the blood pool, countless swords stabbed out, and the cold light cut the man's face into countless parts. The blood pool roared, and every drop of blood splashed was like the shattering of a morning star. Surrounded by the scene of the universe, in the darkness, several large stars were suspended above the man's head, and the magic circle was densely packed, approaching him and falling!
Zhan Yao was still pacing in the snowy cave. There was no one in front of him. His mouth was trembling as he tried his best to think about what Chunyang Fuyou said.
It seemed as if the whole world was pierced, and the dazzling sword light tore the sky apart.
When the wind and snow stopped, the man in the scarlet robe had returned to the cave, calmly watching Zhan Yao pace his feet.
Bamboo Basket Picking Soul holds the sword light that can pierce Zhan Yao Zhizu's cave. If he says this, he will probably make Zhan Yao Zhizu laugh. But the man did come back, and the wind and snow suddenly stopped.
Zhan Yao paced back and forth, ignoring the approaching sword light, and the pictures in his mind suddenly began to flow.
Chunyang Fuyou's lips no longer moved. He finally heard clearly what the most outstanding ancestor of the Eight Immortals said.
"After a long period of silence, the filth that keeps eating the universe will probably not let us go. We have seen too many creatures that have lost their identities in sleep."
"You said there is a Supreme Restriction, and dirty things are not allowed to invade? Hahahaha! Haven't you discovered it yet? The Supreme Restriction is not only to prevent the outside world from finding us, it is also a cage, imprisoning us. Even if we wake up in the future, we will not be able to As free as we are now. What do the Supremes want? If they are afraid that we will fall and harm Kyushu in the future, then they will lead us into the battlefield and die brightly."
"It's really pointless to think about the meaning of the Supreme. What these beings see is far from the current era. There are still tens of millions of years, billions of years, countless epochs to come. Let us wait in the small world of sleep. It would be a bad thing.”
"The empress praised me and said, if there is a law, I will become Ji Zhao. If I don't keep it together, the law will be born in the future. After I have achieved the law, I will return to the position of Ji Zhao, and I will say this after meeting the empress!" Yang Fuyou was never a depressed person. He talked about the medicine in a few words, which made him break out in cold sweat, but he laughed on the sidelines.
The sound of conversation gradually faded away from Zhan Yao.
It was as if the light of the entire world was leaving him, and darkness began to approach. Zhang Yao paced and raised his head, it turned out that the sun behind Chunyang Fuyou was about to set.
At the last moment when the setting sun disappeared, Zhang Yao paced around and listened to Chunyang Fuyou say: "The Great Source is pervasive and eats everything. Although I think it is difficult for this to happen, you will never make a mistake if you are prepared. If you are willing, practice A few elixirs keep me clear. If something goes wrong with me in the future, you, a senior, and your elixir skills are so good, can wake me up."
Zhan Yao woke up with a start, as if a drowning man had come ashore and breathed in the cold air in the snow.
The man held the sword and looked down at Zhan Yao, and when he spoke, countless strange sounds came out of his mouth.
"Looks like you're awake."
The wind and snow began to fall, falling on the man and exploding. The spiritual energy was blocked, and while the snow and dust were flying, Zhan Yao walked up and stood up with an iron crutch. His ugly face and stooped figure seemed to stand tall as he stood up this time!
The elixir that had been silent in his body melted away.
It turned into a puddle of clear water.
But around the clear water, there were extremely turbulent black waves.
When a clear pond opens up, the black tide keeps coming, trying to overwhelm it.
"Sure enough, there is a back-up plan." The man said, but as soon as he finished speaking, a sarcastic voice sounded, "What can you do to force out this last glimmer of clarity? All the abilities and magical powers are under our control. It won't take long. , the self will be eaten away, and you will not be able to leave like Chunyang!”
"Oh, Chunyang succeeded." Zhan Yao said suddenly, ignoring the taunts.
"Then who are you? A parasitic insect on Chunyang's body? Chunyang did this badly and didn't even clean it up. You found the soul-collecting bamboo basket under the altar, right? Parasites are always looking for it. It belongs to the host, otherwise he won’t live long.” He lowered his eyebrows, and under his beggar-like messy hair, his eyebrows revealed a bit of holiness.
Seeing that all kinds of secrets were revealed one by one, the figure screamed, and the man came to kill with his sword.
When the medicine was used to circulate the spiritual energy, the circulating spiritual energy stagnated.
The nibbling went faster than he thought.
Zhan Yao caught the sword with his iron crutch and staggered back hundreds of steps.
"As long as it's not instantaneous, there is room for change." Zhan Yao walked up and picked up the medicine gourd, the thick snow melted, and the elixir fire ignited out of thin air. The square cave sky instantly turned into a scene of lava and sky fire.
The gourd's mouth continuously spits out medicinal materials and injects them into the world. It is actually condensing them out of thin air to refine elixirs when facing enemies!
At the same time, Zhang Yao paced around and poured out the elixirs stored in the gourd, taking all the things for keeping the Qing Ming Dynasty into his body.
The skill of that sword can be seen. The body of Bamboo Basket Gathering Souls and the Taoism of Chunyang Fuyou. After devouring it for such a long time, this filth probably has 70% of the skill of Chunyang. It must not be careless. .
The two struggled for a moment, and the first elixir fell into Zhang Yao Zuzu's mouth. His energy soared out of thin air, suppressing the restless pale substance in his body.
He took a deep breath, the cave sky roared, and under the rain of fire, the emerald Dharma stood up. The cave sky shattered, and darkness followed. The man in the scarlet robe thought that the cave where the elixir could be refined was gone, and that it was already a fish. Many voices snickered in the dark, but when he looked up——
The elixir was wrapped in the elixir fire and fell beside Zhang Yao's body. At a glance, it was actually densely packed, as if thousands of lamps were lit in the darkness.
Retreat!
(End of chapter)