Chapter 456: The Ballad!
The bard hummed softly, and the notes shimmered with joy, pulsing, and combined into a glorious picture. Hundreds of lights lit up on the www.biquge.info of the pen, like the stars in the night, and the sun in the daytime.
"Mountains and Seas Atlas Scroll 981 Sacred Mountain Map. Of course, this picture is useless today. ”
The bards were a little sad: "At the end of antiquity, the remaining four hundred and fifty-one sacred mountains either collapsed, or escaped into the ruins of chaos, or were recovered by the stars of the body, turned into meteorites and went to the depths of the starry sky. ”
"But the vitality left behind by those sacred mountains has not yet been dispersed, and some of their wreckage has been left behind after all, sealed underground, never to see the light of day. ”
With a flick of his palm, the glorious scroll flew towards Chen Yuan, slowly falling into the latter's hand.
"The picture is useless, this is my gift to you, and I hope you don't dislike it. ”
The bard bowed gracefully, Chen Yuan's breathing was a little short, and he hurriedly said, "How could I dislike .....it!" This ....."
This is a picture of the nine hundred and eighty-one sacred mountains! According to the "Gaia consciousness", that is, the bard said, there are still the remains of those sacred mountains in the world!
This is a great "fortune"!
Chen Yuan forced himself to calm down, the gift he received was too great, if he fully accepted it, he was afraid that Tianzi No. 1 could directly step into the sixth level!
Then if you don't have Zhou Mountain and the desolate luck, plus a few purple qi saints, a wisp of the breath of the Golden Qi Emperor, I am afraid that I am no less than a heavenly immortal!
This refers to strength, not godly immortality.
Airplanes!
A scroll of pictures suddenly dissolved from Chen Yuanyuan's gods, condensed into an entity, and echoed the nine hundred and eighty-one divine mountain pictures.
"Mountains and rivers are in the picture?!"
Chen Yuan was surprised, since he got this atlas, he really didn't use much, and now that he had traveled so many places, this broken atlas had only collected twenty percent of the volume's information, which could be regarded as reaching the peak of magic weapons.
At this time, the picture of the sacred mountain and the map of the mountains and rivers complement each other, in the dark, there is a luck on the map of the mountain, and the map of the mountains and rivers begins to echo at the same time, and the next moment, the picture of the mountain and the mountain and the river map melt into the picture of the mountains and rivers, and suddenly the picture scroll of the earth in the world begins to change, but in an instant, it has changed its appearance!
The bard was surprised: "This is the basic map of the mountains and rivers, although it is not the original, but it is also a very clever imitation, and the map of the sacred mountain that I give you is originally drawn by myself according to the distribution of mountains and rivers, and it seems that the two echo each other, and at this time they are integrated into one, but it has become a new treasure." ”
"It can be called [Ancient Mountains and Rivers]. ”
Chen Yuan looked at the new picture scroll, fluttering, it seemed to be hundreds of meters long, the phantom exploded, across thousands of miles of sky, but the next moment it turned into an ordinary appearance, only less than ten meters.
It can be big or small, move as you like, this is above the Tao!
If there was a fluctuation coming, Chen Yuan's heart flashed, and a piece of luck fell into the ancient mountains and rivers. Suddenly, the ancient mountains and rivers were surrounded by fairy clouds, and there were bursts of celestial sounds, and it seemed that a god could be seen coming from the picture scroll, which was Chen Yuan's own appearance.
The vast immortal aura suddenly diffused and rose, and the ancient mountains and rivers spread out, like devouring the sky and devouring the sea, collecting all those immortal dao breaths!
Rumble!
The frozen world seemed to shake suddenly, and the ancient mountains and rivers bloomed with immeasurable brilliance, and the nine hundred divine mountains could faintly be seen floating in the sky, and countless giant gods stood up from the earth. The chaos is full of thunder, there are fairy clouds steaming, there are heavenly drums to the sound, in the depths of the picture, the god turned into a clear pool, sat cross-legged on the water, and made a mockery to Chen Yuan, his mouth was closed, and there was a roar of the sound of the Great Dao.
The sky is shining, there is a town Tianxian pillar rising from the ground, Chen Yuanfu to the soul, shouted: "Small!"
The scroll of mountains and rivers instantly turned into a white light and escaped back into Chen Yuan's palm, the white mangs contracted, accompanied by the sound of the painting scroll spreading, but after three breaths, it turned into a bundle of scrolls half a zhang long.
Heaven and earth are turbulent, and the world is glorious for 6,000 miles!
An immortal weapon was born!
The Dao weapon is the foundation, and there is only the power of the Great Dao in it, and the cultivator injects his own cultivation into it, and after the supreme refining or the supreme opportunity, the Dao weapon transforms into an immortal weapon!
If it's infused with divine power, it's an artifact, and if it's infused with demonic energy, it's a demonic soldier!
A treasure of this level is called [Heavenly Treasure]!
The scroll turned into a spiritual light and escaped into Chen Yuanyuan's spirit, and the bard exclaimed, writing quickly with the quill pen in his hand, and praising in his mouth: "What a beautiful picture, I haven't seen such a dazzling brilliance for a long, long time!"
He began to chant the old ballad:
"Once upon a time, there was boundless whiteness. ”
"Once upon a time, there was boundless black. ”
"A long time ago, there was a point of rotation. ”
"The white fades, the black fades, and the dots fade. ”
"Black occupies the heights, and it laughs wildly;"
A ray of light pierced the sky and illuminated the dark face. ”
"From now on, there is a river in the sky~"
"The great river wanders in the sky, shining on the long night, full of splendor!"
"A song wanders the land, bathed in the light of the great river!"
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There seems to be some kind of magic in that ballad, the heavens and the earth are changing, time is going backwards, everything is dead and alive, alive and dead. The bard chanted selflessly, and Chen Yuan held the ancient mountains and rivers in his hand, only feeling that his years were passing.
Ten years, 100 years, 1000 years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years.
100,000 years of vicissitudes!
Time travels against the tide of time.
100,000 years, 10,000 years, 1000 years, 100 years.
It's back to the present.
Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and the bard was smiling at him. He took off his funny top hat and made a very gentlemanly manner. Behind him, there were the ancient prophets, the scholars of the Spring and Autumn Period, the witches of the tribes, the shamans of the steppes, and the missionaries of Britain.
Those figures bowed to themselves together, as if they had spanned the ages.
The voice of the bard echoed through the years, it was a cheerful laughter.
"Thank you for listening to my ballads. ”
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The primordial god escaped from the void, went to the outside of the heavenly palace diagram, and returned to the office. A little true spirit flickered at the center of his eyebrows, and Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
In the picture, the fat man of the Leviathan has just started to move, completely unaware of what has just happened.
Everything starts all over again.
The fat man opened his mouth, and said to the people around him that he was going to find the bard, and asked him where Chen Yuan was. After the picture of the Heavenly Palace, everyone turned their heads to each other and asked Chen Yuan who the bard was.
Chen Yuan spoke slowly: "I know where the bard is. ”
Feet stomped on the ground, Chen Yuan smiled: "It's a pity that this fat man will never be found." ”