Chapter 110: The fate of the burden can be known
Qin Qingtong held the beautiful flowers before stepping into the quaint hall, the door of the hall creaked and closed, Qin Luoyi grabbed Qin Luofeng's hand tightly, pinched Qin Luofeng's teeth, but still endured the cold sweat on his head, and comforted Qin Luoyi in a gentle voice, Qin Luoyi came back to his senses after a while, and looked at his brother guiltily,
Qin Luofeng gently rubbed her little head, "Yiyi, don't blame yourself, let's go and wait for my sister next to us." ”
Qin Luoyi looked at the tightly closed door worriedly, but still obediently put his hand in Qin Luofeng's hand, and slowly walked towards the pavilion next to him.
As soon as the door behind Qin Qingtong closed, the beautiful flowers in her hands immediately turned into a piece of brilliance, but in a moment's effort, it turned into a golden Qianyin flower as big as a small bowl and shaped like a lantern.
Qin Qingtong unconsciously ran the Taixuan Gong method in the twilight of the year, and chased after the Shenxing Technique under his feet, and seemed to be surrounded by clouds and mist all the way, except for the place where Qianyinhua flew, the other places didn't know if it was an illusion or something else, Qin Qingtong couldn't see anything clearly except for the clouds and mist or the clouds.
But because of Qin Luofeng's warning and the faster and faster Thousand Leads, Qin Qingtong didn't have any mind to explore what was behind the clouds, but all his thoughts were on the Thousand Leadflowers flying in front of him and the Divine Movement Technique under his feet,
How big the hall is, Qin Qingtong didn't know, she only knew that when all the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, Qianyinhua slowly stopped, and slowly fell on a golden stone tablet,
In addition to the golden streamer flowing on the stele, there are all kinds of symbols and runes that Qin Qingtong can't understand, like a nimble fish swimming freely in the golden ocean, but this is obviously a stone stele, Qin Qingtong gathered his spirit, and according to his intuition, he gently pressed his hand on the rune seal in the middle of the golden stele, which has not flowed.
The body slowly runs the blue sea and locks the blue sky, and the whole person slowly quiets down, as if there is no seamless, and the surrounding clouds and mist quietly disperse, revealing its original appearance.
Except for the golden stone tablet where Qin Qingtong's little hand was pressed on it, the surroundings completely changed, and when Qin Qingtong opened his eyes, he saw only mermaids with different postures,
Yes, it is a merman, not a statue of a merman, except that it is fixed in its position and will not move, every merman is vivid, or laughing, or stupid, or playing and playing, close, Qin Qingtong can even feel the breath that they breathe on her body between breaths,
Every merman is so beautiful and holy, but Qin Qingtong only felt countless sorrows and sorrows, Qin Qingtong lowered his eyes and whispered the mantra of death,
The stele she accepted struggled for a moment, but it slowly quieted down in the petals of the fading thousand flowers, but the golden light on the stele became more and more dazzling, as if it was about to break through something.
When the last petal of the Thousand Flowers disappeared cleanly, and Qin Qingtong just finished reciting the last word of the mantra, all the mermaids suddenly burst out with dazzling light, stabbing Qin Qingtong unable to open his eyes.
Qin Qingtong couldn't help but close her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the same place, but seemed to appear in a palace located on the bottom of the sea.
The fish that were swimming freely slowly crossed Qin Qingtong's ears, bringing up a splash of water, but no matter how free these fish looked, Qin Qingtong subconsciously felt that they were very dull, and they seemed to be fixed in a dense set of rules, like ......,
Qin Qingtong squinted his eyes and looked around, until he saw the quaint and atmospheric pillars around him and the confession in front of him, and he realized in his heart that this was a sacrificial palace.
Moreover, Qin Qingtong gently pinched the little fish that accidentally fell in her collar and pulled it out with its tail, and looked at it carefully in her hand for a while before she stretched out her hand and released the fish.
Qin Qingtong straightened out her habits, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so she solemnly walked towards the confession, whether it was a delicate and beautiful flower along the way, or a fish that recklessly bumped into her, Qin Qingtong did not pretend, just walked towards the established goal, at this moment, it seemed that her eyes were empty, as long as the set goal in front of her, it was like a sword rising into the sky.
Qin Qingtong walked to the confession, and saw that there was neither tribute nor incense and candles on the confession, only a bouquet of flowers that she didn't know, placed on it casually, surrounded by plain shark silk, even if it was in the deep sea, but they didn't seem to be affected by the action of water, it was still like on land, dancing when the wind was blowing, and when there was no wind, there was a light song and occasional man dance.
Qin Qingtong's eyes were not only vigilant but doubtful, and he subconsciously wanted to conjure up an ice knife in his hand, but since it was a sacrificial hall here, and it was ........., Qin Qingtong suppressed the impulse in his heart.
just stood quietly in front of the confession, waiting for the person who should come,
After waiting for a long time, it seems to be a day, a year, or even longer, the flowers on the offering have withered, turned into dead branches, and finally slowly left only the occasional scrap that has not disappeared cleanly, indicating the passage of time.
But from beginning to end, Qin Qingtong has not moved except for running the blue sea and locking the blue sky, and it seems that the passage of these years has nothing to do with her.
But only the exercises running in her body reminded her that everything in front of her was fake, at least the flowers on the confession in front of her were not real, but whether it was true or not, Qin Qingtong suppressed the throbbing in her heart, silently operated the exercises, and suffered the panic in her heart.
After a long time, Qin Qingtong was about to forget where he was, and he couldn't help but sit cross-legged and cultivate, when a beautiful woman with white hair and purple eyes and ice muscles, dressed in silver-white sacrificial clothes, walked out from behind the shark silk next to the offering case,
The woman had a kind smile on her face, dignified and elegant, but in that straight posture, Qin Qingtong only saw that the chains trapped her firmly, and there was no freedom at all.
Qin Qingtong lowered his eyes, and quickly stepped forward to salute, "Qingtong has seen the high priest,"
The high priest bowed slightly, and his voice was as cold as a cold pool on the 10,000-year-old snow-capped mountain, directly shattering all the secrets in people's hearts, "The eldest princess doesn't need to be polite, just come with me." ”
Qin Qingtong still insisted on finishing this ceremony, so he kept up with the high priest unhurriedly, every time they took a step, the surrounding environment changed, Qin Qingtong lowered his eyes to suppress the surprise in his heart, pretending not to know,.
"Celestial princess, do you know the fate you are carrying?"