The dragon turned into a thin snake and dived into the underground water veins.

After losing their target, thousands of long swords suddenly shifted their targets, all pointing at Yang Chen, who was at a loss.

At this moment, although the sword light was extremely dazzling, comparable to the scorching sun, it was full of cold and biting chill, and the rain that passed by it turned into freezing.

The rain tonight is majestic, like the opening of the floodgates of the heavenly river, which cannot be stopped at all, and it is overwhelming.

The wind howled, blowing many golden raindrops in all directions, like bright meteors at night, especially bright and full of life.

They swayed and fell in the air, although they were far apart, they always remained on the same level, and the breath of life bordered each other, like a big net, enveloping the whole earth.

This is an invisible and spectacular scene, except for the man in white and others who are far away, no one else can see it for the time being.

However, there is a dragon that can be seen really.

Luohe City is not close to the sea, but there is a wide underground water vein below, which is turbulent and turbulent, like a big dragon rushing straight ahead, rolling eastward.

The reason for its formation is still unknown, and human beings know very little about it, and the most familiar with it in the world is the dragon.

When he just stepped into the Dilong Temple, Yang Chen found the word "Walking Jiao" carved in Manchu script of the Qing Dynasty on the floor tiles, and the stroke was vigorous and powerful.

Walking Jiao, Jiao is a process of cultivating Jackie Chan.

During this millennium, it must learn the ability to make wind and rain and drive clouds and fog, so as to benefit the people in the future, obtain good fruits, and lay the foundation for becoming a god.

Therefore, Jiao will pick up the time when the rainstorm comes, the flash flood occurs, and the river rises sharply, and it starts to set off from the place of cultivation all the way to the ocean or the Yangtze River.

On the way, you can feel the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and use your innate spiritual perception to evolve your own skills.

The predecessor of Jiao, most of the water flies were born in the inland and barren mountains, so the starting point of Jiao's departure must be far away from lakes and rivers.

However, blatantly walking on the ground will not be conducive to the process of cultivation, and if it is seen, it may even lead to a bloody storm, so the only way to walk is the underground water veins.

If there is, it will go, and if there is none, it will be opened.

Jiao is born with a strong physique, with two sharp horns on its head, breaking the ground and opening the way, for them, it is just an easy thing to hold the bird in the dead hand.

Luohe City has a long history, and many areas still retain the appearance of ancient buildings, so it is also a good place to visit.

A cold well, near dilapidated houses, is closed off because it is not part of the tourism industry.

The wells were lined with mossy mud and stones, crevices and earthworms occasionally crawling, weeds were rooted, and people were knee-high.

The rain continued heavily, and the striking uva kept falling, smashing to the ground with a crisp sound.

After a few minutes, the light emitted by a flashlight shone through, and the man in the uniform of the attraction staff glanced at these old houses with palpitations, and said: "It has been in disrepair for a long time, and it will collapse sooner or later, but fortunately, my duty room is two streets away from here." ”

The man exhaled happily, didn't pay much attention to it, turned to leave, and continued his patrol.

However, just as he turned around, the light happened to shine on the well, and I saw that two characters were also carved in Manchu script on it.

Water Fly.

Although isolated from the world for many years, the well has never been exhausted, and looking in along the well, a dilapidated iron sword is stuck in the stone wall, the head is a scale, the blade penetrates, and the surrounding area is stained with purple and black blood.

Among the ancient town attractions in Luohe City, a Ziwei Emperor Temple is the most prosperous.

Ziwei is a Taoist deity, and Zhongtian Ziwei Arctic Emperor is his full name.

This person is in charge of the heavens and the earth, with the three realms of star gods and the gods of mountains and rivers, and is the king of all phenomena, who can call the wind and rain, and serve the thunder and lightning ghosts and gods.

The ancient emperors had the most respect for Ziwei, which is a kind of star worship, because Taoism believes that Beichen is a permanent and immovable star, located in the middle of the heavens, the highest position, the most noble, is the "Lord of the Stars", "the foundation of the gods".

Volume 48 of the Book of the Later Han Dynasty says: "There is Ziwei Palace in the sky, which is the residence of God." ”

Therefore, Ziweiyuan is also known as Ziwei Palace, and later the place where the emperor lived was called the Forbidden City.

During the Song Dynasty, Taoism flourished, and the temple of Emperor Ziwei can be seen everywhere, and this one in Luohe City has been preserved from ancient times to the present.

The volume of "Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Xihua Tianzun Yushu Treasure Sutra Collection Notes" said: "The Arctic Ziwei Emperor has mastered the five thunders. As a result, Emperor Ziwei was worshiped by the emperors of all dynasties, and he was also a god who was in charge of natural phenomena such as the sun, moon, stars, and the four solar terms, so the ancient Chinese people worshiped him very much.

The Ziwei Temple in Luohe City is not big, but there is an open space in front of the door, which is enough to kneel and worship hundreds of people at the same time.

In the center of the open space is a big tripod, which is full of incense ash, and the tripod table is carved with the picture of the big dragon soaring into the sky, and there are four big characters in addition.

Purple gas is coming from the east!

This statue, which seems to be ordinary, is actually hundreds of years old, and has received the incense and prayers of thousands of people.

All things have spirits, and the length of time is fixed, this sentence is true.

With the arrival of a drop of golden rain, this great ding, which had been silent for hundreds of years and had been worshiped by countless people, suddenly reacted at this moment.

The golden raindrops, the size of soybeans, but when they fell above the Ziwei Temple, they instantly became a vast ocean, bursting with rich life essence, and all of them were irrigated to Dading.

The invisible force drove the big tripod to float, and the incense ash in it rose up a raging fire, and the blazing high temperature made the tripod wall gradually red, and the rain came into contact with it, and a large area of mist was steamed.

The mist was thick, like another sea, white and flawless, facing the sky and going against the current, and finally blended with the golden ocean, blooming countless runes and avenue flowers.

Those flowers trembled in the void, flowing and radiant, exuding essence, obviously looking very little, but giving people a sense of boundlessness.

Thundered!

The walls were red, as if they had just been taken out of the volcano, and the terrifying heat made the surrounding scene instantly blurred, and at a casual glance, the real dragons that were originally carved seemed to move.

However, in fact, they did move, nine dragons, teeth and claws, eyes flashing with golden light, swimming around the Dading, and finally guarding the "purple qi from the east", straight to the sky.

Nine dragons enter the sea, escape into the ocean of gold and white, swinging their bodies among countless flowers, seemingly chaotic, but in fact, their heads are all aimed at the inside of the temple.

With a "squeak", the vermilion wooden door opened automatically, and in the main hall of the temple, the hanging portrait of Emperor Ziwei shook without wind.

The golden and white ocean rose and fell in an instant, merging into a large road that extended into the temple, and the flowers stayed on both sides, like courtiers welcoming the emperor, and did not move.

In Dading, the incense ash is still burning, the number is also decreasing, and among the shining fires, the picture of all souls kneeling abruptly appears, and then it is like a canopy, hanging from the sky to the land.

In the picture, the emperors, princes, generals, and people of Liming, regardless of their identity and status, all knelt in front of Ziwei Temple at this moment, and respectfully shouted the sentence: "Welcome to the Emperor of the Arctic of Zhongtian Ziwei!"

Rumble!

The sky thundered and shocked the people.

The golden ocean was the first to rush into the temple, followed by the white ocean, clinging to the portrait.

Boom!

The sound of the Great Dao Shen sounded, it was a bell, and the sound waves swept all over the world, as if coming from ancient times, welcoming the appearance of an emperor.

The gold color represents the essence of life, and the white color represents the faith of all beings, and the two are combined into one, creating a Dharma body, which is a young man, and the nine great dragons are behind him at this time.

One step at a time, the sky trembled.

Two steps forward, the color of the universe changed.

Three steps forward, the nine dragons roared.

Four steps, the law is born.

.........

Nine steps forward, just in front of Da Ding, the man looked up at the sky, covered the sun and moon with one hand, grabbed the four big characters back, and murmured: "Purple Qi from the east?"

Bang!

Far east, the rolling purple gas suddenly came mightily, like a river, shaped like an ocean, comparable to a brute dragon, covering the sky and the sun, and nothing could stop it.

The power of the Emperor!

At the same time, all over the world, all places of interest, temples or halls with shrines and shrines, as long as the golden raindrops fall, they will eventually come out of a divine light.

As for the wilderness and deep mountains, there were also dozens of drops of golden rain flying over, but because the spread area was very large, not all of them were enjoyed by one person, so the figure that came out of it was relatively dim.

Purple air came from the east, and the movement was huge.

Yang Chen leaned against the broken wall, watching a large cloud of purple qi pass by, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

He looked at those flying swords, showed a wry smile, and asked, "Do you want to be angry with me because you didn't kill the dragon?"

Yang Chen is just an ordinary college student, and it is impossible not to be afraid of death.

Seeing the flying sword slowly approaching, his will to survive became stronger and stronger, and he shouted loudly: "As long as you are willing to let me go, I will promise you anything, and I will definitely borrow usury and build a sword shrine for you when I go back, how about it?"

Thousands of swords, suspended in the air, but that doesn't mean they have intelligence.

Ignoring Yang Chen's cries, they slashed at the front in an instant, but when they were one centimeter away from the other party, they suddenly turned a corner, and then cut through the ground of a hundred meters!

The sword qi was agitated, cracking the incision, the gravel splashed, and as the opening became bigger and bigger, a stone tablet gradually appeared in front of Yang Chen.

There are five big characters that come into view.

Qing Dynasty sword man!