Chapter 687: Baptism, Vast Starry Sky

Tianxing was shocked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

What shocked Tianxing even more was that although the golden light fell from above the sky and shone on Fang Zhengzhi's body, it did not mean to stop, but through Fang Zhengzhi's body, Chi Guyan, who had rushed in front of Fang Zhengzhi, was also wrapped in.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth are connected.

The golden light descended from the sky, through the square and the lonely smoke of the pool, and fell straight to the ground, completely connecting the sky and the earth, like a bridge between heaven and earth.

It is the moment when heaven and earth are connected.

The sky is brilliant, and the wonderful sound is ringing in unison.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be completely still, and only this golden ray remained, this golden ray that was constantly chanting and had countless golden characters flashing.

The Word of Heaven descends, and the Child of Destiny appears.

"How can this be?!impossible, this is absolutely impossible......" Tianxing looked at the golden light in front of him, he didn't want to believe it anyway.

Not only him, but everyone else didn't want to believe it.

Whether it was the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion or the disciples of Jiuding Mountain, their eyes widened and their mouths widened, looking at this shocking scene.

Mu Qingfeng's body stopped in mid-air, stopping ten steps away from Tianxing, the snow-white robe fell quietly, and there were countless emotions such as shock, surprise, excitement, joy, and doubt in his eyes.

He was shocked by this scene, but he was surprised by the result of this scene, he was excited and happy, because Chi Guyan was in the Heavenly Dao Divine Word, receiving the baptism of the Holy Word.

However, he was also puzzled, wondering why Fang Zhengzhi was also under the shroud of the holy words of heaven and earth.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it destiny?

Mu Qingfeng didn't know, so how could the people standing in the Heavenly Book Altar know?

Whether it was Lin Mubai, the Holy Lord of the Great Xia Dynasty, or Lin Yun, the Virtuous King, or the Holy Lord and the Prince of the other two countries, everyone's eyes looked at the sky, looking at the two figures wrapped in golden light.

But no one spoke, and no one spoke.

Even though everyone had a vibration in their hearts, the only thing they could do in front of this Heavenly Dao Divine Word that came from above the heavenly dome was to hold their breath and admire.

......

Fang Zhengzhi's current mood is actually as complicated as the crowd watching below.

He hadn't noticed the golden light falling from the top of his head, he was just knocked away by Tianxing's punch, and his body couldn't help but fly towards the sky.

But, flying, flying......

He saw Chi Guyan, who also flew towards him.

Looking at the long pink dress that had been stained with a lot of blood, as well as the eyes that were always as bright as stars, Fang Zhengzhi instinctively stretched out his hand and hugged Chi Guyan, who flew over, into his arms.

Then he felt enveloped in a sense of warmth.

Then, Chi Guyan in his arms began to light up with incomparably complex golden characters on his body, and even on Chi Guyan's body, there was still a golden light flowing.

"What's going on?" Fang Zhengzhi was actually a little unable to react, because he had a lot of doubts in his mind now, but he obviously didn't have time to figure it out now.

In fact, when he felt the warm current, when he saw the golden characters and light on Chi Guyan's body, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Everything in heaven and earth seems to be still.

Then, everything in sight disappeared completely.

There were no golden characters, no golden light, and even Chi Guyan disappeared, only a silent nothingness.

"Where is this?" Fang Zhengzhi actually had similar feelings, such as when he entered the Canghai Realm, or when he realized the reincarnation disk and saw the mysterious woman in the white dress.

However, this is obviously not a realm of the sea, nor is it the world where the mysterious woman in the white dress lives, but a vast starry sky.

Countless stars twinkle around.

Here, in addition to the stars, there are also pieces of floating rocks around, and even Fang Zhengzhi can see the clear craters on the meteorite.

Starry sky?

But if it's a starry sky, what is it?

Fang Zhengcheng is a person with scientific knowledge, he naturally knows that there is a starry sky beyond the earth, but he does not know that there are chains in the starry sky.

Moreover, there are countless chains.

There is no brilliance, only pitch black, ink-like blackness, black and huge chains, across the starry sky, horizontal and vertical.

It was like a huge and incomparably complex formation.

And the most shocking thing is that on those pitch-black and huge chains, there is also a huge black stone, and countless chains are connected to the black stone.

Wrong.

There's more than one black stone.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know how many of these black stones there were, but when he looked at them from a distance, he could see that there was another black stone in the distance that was connected by countless chains.

In terms of shape, it is almost exactly the same as the one above the head.

Even farther away, there was a faint piece, countless chains across the starry sky, with those black stones as nodes, intertwined, densely packed.

The terrifying coercion came from the black stone, revealing an ancient atmosphere.

"Click!" At this moment, a slight voice came into Fang Zhengzhi's ears, which also made his body tremble slightly.

He didn't know why there was a sound in the starry sky.

However, he could clearly perceive that the voice was coming from the black stone above his head, which also made his eyes look over unconsciously.

Then he noticed a crack in the black stone.

More than one.

It's a full seven openings.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't know if there was a similar crack above the black stone, but he had a feeling that these black stones could shatter at any time.

"Boom!" the sky trembled.

All the ground cuts disappeared again, and there were no meteorites floating around you, no stars hanging in the starry sky, and no chains and black boulders in the starry sky.

Fang Zheng's eyes appeared again, golden light, but those incomparably complex characters had completely disappeared.

Chi Guyan, who was in his arms, also opened his eyes again at this moment.

For a moment, Fang Zhengzhi had an illusion, as if he saw a starry sky in Chi Guyan's eyes, the same starry sky as the world he was in just now.

It's just that there are various colors of light in this starry sky.

"Delusion?" Fang Zhengzhi wasn't sure, but what he could be sure of was that the phantom that had originally appeared behind Chi Guyan's smoke had also become more condensed at this moment.

In particular, the long snake tail, and the pink scales covering the snake's tail, began to faintly have a different luster on it.

What was going on in that starry sky just now?

Also, what is this phantom behind Chi Guyan?

Human body snake tail, human body snake tail...... It's not a snake demon, it's not Medusa, it can't be the mythical figure who created the world, Nuwa Niangniang?!

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Zhengzhi's body was shocked again, he naturally knew the name Nuwa, but he never dared to think about it.

Because, that was a myth that belonged to his previous life.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, all things are silent, and the mythical character Nuwa Niangniang is the human body and snake tail, and it is this supreme Nuwa Niangniang who created human beings.

A piece of myth, a piece of legend......

Nuwa creates people, colorful heavenly stones.

But are these not legends within myths, and why do myths in the former world come into being fulfilled in this world?

If Chi Guyan is really Nuwa, then what is he? Pangu? is he still the king of people? Or is he a little scholar under Nuwa's seat?

Pull chicken feathers and balls!

Integrity is not naïve.

Naturally, there will be no such unrealistic fantasies, after all, whether it is Nuwa or Pangu, they are both mythological figures who are revered by all ages.

Even he did not dare to give birth to the slightest blasphemy.

Impossible, Chi Guyan can't be Nuwa......

But if not, why does Chi Guyan's talent bloodline show the form of a snake tail like a human body like Nuwa, and the phantom behind it still has such a dominating temperament.

Wait a minute.

Bloodline, understood!

Chi Guyan is not Nuwa, but Chi Guyan has the blood of the Nuwa family!

Nuwa bloodline, Nuwa bloodline!

Starry sky, chains, cracked black boulders......

I don't know why, Fang Zhengzhi has a strong intuition in his heart, he feels that there must be some close connection here, and it seems that this mystery is about to be solved.

But he clearly doesn't have time to think about it now.

Because, in front of his eyes, there was a figure rushing towards him quickly, it was a white figure, fast, fast.

White?

Fang Zhengzhi felt that the person who rushed up at this time should be Tianxing in a black robe, but the white shadow in front of him was obviously not.

So, is it Mu Qingfeng?

Neither is it.

Because, this figure has long black hair, is very young, and the most important thing is that he still has a sword in his hand, a long sword that is as clear as snow.

Nangong Hao!

......

The sad wind outside the plug is cut, and the ice of the Jiaohe River has frozen,

Hanhai 100 heavy waves, Yin Mountain thousands of miles of snow.

These are two verses that describe the scenery outside the Saiwai, and in the Great Xia Dynasty, there was such a place.

Ten miles of stone tombs, lying prone in the ice and snow, in the mausoleum, stone tablets stand in a forest, each stone tablet is engraved with a name, and each name is recorded under the dense deeds.

Here, it is cold all year round, and the river is frozen by severe ice, and the vast and continuous bluestone is covered with snow.

This is the Nangong Mausoleum, and similarly, it is also the most famous family in the region of the Great Xia Dynasty, the hidden place of the Nangong family.

No one knows why the Nangong family chose such a place that is covered with snow all year round and almost uninhabited to hide in the world, just as no one knows how many years the Nangong family has survived.

But here's the thing......

The Nangong family is hidden here, and almost all contact with the outside world has been cut off, and only in the biennial Taoist exam, will the children of the Nangong family be seen by chance.

And more importantly, even if the children of the Nangong family participated in the Taoist exam, none of them had a history of becoming officials in the court.

Such a family is normally not likely to be noticed.

However, the Nangong family has always been known as one of the most powerful families in the region of the Great Xia Dynasty, and in terms of status, it is even on a par with the Thirteen Mansions and the Xiliang Yan Clan.

Do not enter the court, do not be an official, do not pay tribute, and are not subject to the command of the dynasty.

In this way, the Nangong family has always stood quietly in this desolate place of ice and snow, guarding this ten-mile stone mausoleum, like a duckweed in troubled times.

And at this moment, in this ten-mile stone tomb, a slightly chubby middle-aged man stood in front of him, dressed in a thin single coat, and was blown in the wind and snow, if it weren't for the collar hanging a circle of animal hair, few people could imagine that this was the dress that should be in the wind and snow.

"Family master!" At this moment, a figure also flashed out behind a stone tomb, like a piece of falling snow in the wind and snow, floating behind the slightly chubby middle-aged man and kneeling on one knee.

"Hmm!" The slightly chubby middle-aged man's eyes finally opened slowly, there were thick bloodshots in them, and he looked extremely tired, but the chubby middle-aged man's face didn't show too much expression, it was very quiet, and it was as quiet as a bluestone in the wind and snow.

"Master of the family, the time has come for the Holy Word to come!" the figure said again.

"Is it finally here?" Hearing this, the slightly chubby middle-aged man slowly raised his gaze and looked at the sky, above his head, there were only scattered snowflakes, and nothing else.

However, the middle-aged man was very fascinated, and there was a faint light flashing in his bloodshot eyes, as if he was looking at a beautiful picture.

"Yes, the elders asked the head of the family to go back and preside, and all the items have been prepared. After waiting for a moment, the figure also whispered.

"Got it, step down. The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

"Yes!" the figure nodded, and then, in a moment, disappeared without a trace, like falling snow, and could only stay for a moment.

At this moment, the middle-aged man turned his figure in another direction and looked into the distance: "How many years, too long, so long that I can't remember the years, but this ten-mile stone mausoleum is getting bigger and bigger......"

Didn't say anything more.

The middle-aged man's footsteps slowly lifted, making a clicking sound, which was the sound of hard ice and snow breaking, and with this sound, two cyan footprints appeared on the ground.

That's the color of bluestone.

In this world full of ice and snow, it is extremely eye-catching.

No one knows how long the chubby middle-aged man has been standing in the snowstorm, but it is certain that when his feet are raised, there is a thick layer of ice on them.

The wind and snow fell, and the cyan footprints were soon covered by the heavy snow, blending into this desolate white snow, making this ice and snow land only white, as white as snow.