True Story: Wind Roll Wedge
Jingshan contains smoke, and the wind is clear and the moon is white.
As the blue sky kun swam above the mountains, the lilac barrier behind it closed and faded into the thick night. There was a young Taoist priest standing on the back of the Qingtian Kun, seeing a corner of the Immortal Hall revealed in the misty mountains, and then suddenly jumped down and landed steadily on the bluestone road where the rain had not dried.
The glazed tiles on the top of the heavy eaves rest are as layered as snake scales, and the wind chimes hanging under the corners of the eaves exude a faint brilliance under the moonlit night. At this moment, the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window of the three-fold pavilion was filled with golden lights, and a thin figure was clearly distinguishable among them. After the young Taoist priest dressed up, he slowly pushed open the red door.
"Master, the disciple is incompetent. He lowered his head slightly, and pleaded guilty with a guilty face: "The battle of Wuling Yuan has been defeated, and there is not one in ten soldiers and horses of the eight families of Yin and Yang. β
After hearing this, Lao Suo, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, opened his eyes, sighed towards the statue enshrined in the temple, and said, "God will not bless me, it is not a crime of war." Then he stood up with his staff and walked back to the young priest. I saw that this person had white hair and was wearing a loose indigo robe, which looked quite fairy-like.
"Did you bring the flower of the other side that Hanyu left in the temple?"
"According to your orders, the disciple has sealed it in the Demon Suppression Pot. β
"Well, it looks like we're not going to lose yet. The old man looked at the blood-red cold moon outside the round sky, and a resolute edge suddenly flashed in his eyes. "Hong Ji, immediately protect the Dharma for me. We'll have to condense it before the long dust catches it up. β
After a stick of incense, groups of red-eyed white blacks flew in the blood moon, and the wind feathers that fell from their wings shone slightly. A large vertical eye flew through a crack in the night sky, appearing above the barrier and looking down on the world. I saw that the clear iris in the vertical eye was like a lake-blue Daze, and there were fine runes distributed around its dark blue eyes. At this moment, a silver-haired young man walked out of it.
I saw that this person was wearing a long sword and a green jade tie at his waist, and he was born handsome and graceful. The side face under the red paper umbrella looks cold, and the hem of the brocade robe rises and falls in the wind, painted with crane patterns in different postures and blood-colored fine waves.
Then, several blood-colored pillars of light shot out from the vertical eye, piercing the half-starry sky like falling stars, and suddenly blasted towards the layer of enchantment in front of the silver-haired youth. For a moment, the world around him seemed as bright as day. After the blood pillar was blocked, it burst out like a splash of water, and the affected mountains suddenly turned into scorched earth, and the rivers within a radius of hundreds of miles dried up.
The edges of the lilac barrier gradually formed branch-like cracks that spread from the bottom to the top. At this time, the purple spirit bead at the top of the staff suddenly shattered a corner, causing the old man who was casting the spell to suddenly bleed from the corner of his mouth. When the young Taoist priest saw this, he was angry, but he was stopped by the old man next to him: "Concentrate on protecting the Dharma and rest your mind." β
The gossip array in the center of the palace emitted a dazzling white light, and two huge yin and yang fish appeared from it. I saw that their bodies glowed with subtle fluorescence, and they swam towards each other with snow-white fish whiskers. Then the old man forcibly exercised his luck regardless of the injuries on his body, causing the three thousand talismans hanging between the beams and pillars to burn one after another, and the pair of yin and yang fish merged into one in the center of the formation. The sloppy flower floated out of the mouth of the pot and gradually became solidified in the light of the Bagua Array.
"The blood moon has returned, and a catastrophe is coming. The old man handed the flower to the young Taoist priest and said to him, "Hongji, you take the flower and leave this place quickly." β
"Master, the apprentice is not a greedy person who fears death, please let me fight with you here. β
"Bastard, do you want my years of hard work to go to waste? If you and I both die here, who will inherit the mantle of Hanyu in the future?" The old man suddenly pushed his palm at him, and the young Taoist priest fell into the gossip array with the palm wind. At this moment, the floating Bagua Jiazi was constantly changing its sequence, causing the surrounding time and space to begin to distort violently, and the figures of Li Hongji and the flower on the other side gradually became illusory.
"The flower on the other side is an artifact of the great god Hanyu, with the power to expel evil spirits and bring people back to life, and it must not be allowed to fall into the hands of Chang Wuchen. You know, our hope is not in this era, but in the future thousands of years from now. β
"The disciple obeys the teacher's orders. Li Hongji immediately knelt down and respectfully bowed to him to say goodbye, his eyes flashing with tears of grief. Lao Suo stared at the figure of his disciple disappearing in the gossip array, and suddenly smiled happily. Then he looked back at the group of red-eyed and white-crow people who came from the corner of the sky, and walked out of the Immortal Hall with the staff in his hand, and said, "Chang Wuchen, you are still a step too late after all." β
"Yuan Tianzun, there is no enmity between you and me, so why bother to fight each other?" The silver-haired young man relied on the void in front of him, and there was no sadness or joy in his expression.
"You're good at saying that you don't have a grudge. So the millions of corpses on the Wuling Plain, but whose handwriting is it?" The old man suddenly sneered and said: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been incompatible, how can the old man be with you! Over the years, you have been secretly manipulating the Devouring Sect to launch a war, making the corpses in Tianhengxing all over the field and the people miserable. Yu Yan entrusted Tianhengxing to you and me back then, and I can't watch it destroyed in your hands. β
"In order for Master to wake up, I am willing to bear all my sins. β
"Chang Wuchen, why do you have to behave so cowardly in front of me? All this is just an excuse for you to hide your ambitions. The old man suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the other party with meaningful eyes, and said: "The treasure phase flower is a legendary elixir that can make the six beings transcend the suffering of reincarnation, and no god will have a heart for it like an ancient well. β
What is said below is true, and there is nothing false in the sentence. If you don't believe me, you have nothing to say. The silver-haired young man paused, and said, "However, this time I have come from afar to order the disciples to steal the other side flower from the temple. If it hadn't suppressed the spiritual veins hidden in the North Sea, not only would the Baoxiang Flower on Mount Han wither due to the lack of spiritual energy, but even the sleeping body of the master would have begun to rot. If you can get it all back to Zhao, I won't blame the past. β
"It's impossible. The flower on the other side was originally a sacred relic of my Hanyu Great God faction, and it has been suppressing the ninth demon under the Wuling Original Temple, Candle Nine Yin, for many years. Now, it is being used by you to devour the spiritual veins in the North Sea to cultivate the Treasure Flower. And it has been eroded by the blood of resentment for many years, and it is almost destroyed. No matter what, I'm not going to let it get back into your hands. β
"Yuan Tianzun, do you really want to be my enemy?"
"So what?"
"If you fail to suppress you before the umbrella falls, you will be humiliated. The silver-haired young man looked at the other with a determined gaze, and then threw the red paper umbrella in his hand into the sky. I saw that he immediately drew the long sword at his waist, leaned forward and rushed forward. After that, the huge vertical eye showed a fierce light towards the enemy, and several pillars of blood that lingered with black qi suddenly fell from the sky.
Yuan Tianzun tucked his long hair with his rough palm, his whole body was shrouded in pale light, and he said calmly: "Between you and me, there must be a break in the end. Then I saw him hit the ground with his staff, and his loose skin shook slightly. The mighty divine power spread on the ground like a dragonfly, and stirred up bursts of golden ripples. At this moment, a gossip array suddenly appeared under his feet. The huge wind was wrapped in hundreds of golden talismans, and swept towards the silver-haired young man opposite.
For a time, the mountains and rocks cracked, and the sea of karma surged. A rain of blood poured down from the sky, and two completely different powers collided. The powerful shockwave spread rapidly and ruthlessly destroyed everything, as if the entire world would be suddenly annihilated in this light.
In this fateful duel between the gods, someone is destined to die tragically.