Reiki Continent

A waning moon, embarrassed to climb out of the mountain, hanging high in the treetops, bright moonlight, cliffs, thin rocks. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The branches of the big trees next to the cliff, Jingkong lay on the knots where the two big branches meet, picked a bitter maple leaf, and covered his eyes, not wanting to see those annoying people, just looking for a big tree in the dead of night where no one is noisy, lying quietly, forgetting the mockery, forgetting the sneer, forgetting the damn spiritual cultivator.

The evening breeze blew, blowing away the maple leaves that covered his eyes, and the bright moonlight poured down, scattered on a handsome and immature face, a little sad.

"Bullshit Reiki Continent!"

A long-suppressed roar finally erupted from the young man's mouth, resounding through the cliffs, mountains, and even the moonlight, and countless maple leaves shook off and scattered all over the ground.

"Alas" remembered the incident of the rocky hill during the day, the merciless sneer of those strong men, the disappointment in the eyes of the elder Dali, Jingkong sighed helplessly, and picked a maple leaf with his hand, covering Lingxiu's eyes, stretching his tired and red and swollen body, listening to the sound of the evening breeze, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart.

"It's been fifteen years, and I still can't reproduce the formation of the aura domain, do you have to carry the ore for the rest of your life?" The dull questioning voice suddenly spit out inexplicably from the corner of the young man's pursed mouth.

In Jing Kong's heart, there has always been a doubt, he was born with the loss of his mother, but he obtained the innate aura domain, just when the moon was full, he completed the "spirit introduction", which can guide the earth aura into the aura domain and transform into aura, which can be described as a rare genius of the Yun clan and even the cloud city for a thousand years, and is unanimously regarded by the whole city of Yuncheng as the first genius in three thousand years who has the hope of opening the Xuanji Pavilion left by the ancestor of the Yun clan, the Sword King Shengzun, with his life's work.

But all the glory disappeared inexplicably on the night of the three-year-old rainstorm, the aura domain was shattered, the aura was dissipated, and it became waste material.

That night, the wind was wild, the thunder was roaring, the sky was changing, the clouds were manic, the beasts were howling and roaring, and the jackals were tigers and leopards.

Huanyu Hongmeng, one red, one black, when retreating, when advancing, when attacking, when defending, illusions, unpredictable, just like the red fire dragon wearing cinnabar and red hair is competing with the earth flame demon snake with black scale armor, striving to be the king and the hero.

In an instant, the red fire dragon soared through the clouds and mist, and the earth flame demon snake insinuated, no matter what they were, they could shake the ground and shake the mountains, and the fight was inseparable, and the fight was dangerous.

In the black ancient forest next to the edge city-state of the Reiki Continent, Cloud City, black gas is shrouded, beasts and birds fly, and ghosts cry wolves.

Under the black gas, the flow rate of the holy spring suddenly increased dozens of times, and there was a tendency of three thousand weak waters, flooding Cloud City. The holy fire beside the holy spring enshrines demons and demons, and the holy fire that expels demons and monsters seems to be tired of being lonely for a long time, and is unresisted by a gust of inexplicable black wind blowing from the black ancient forest, and is carried into the raging spring water, forever silent in the long darkness.

On that night when the sky changed abnormally, the divine fire was extinguished for no reason, and the spring water swelled in vain. Cloud City is shrouded in red and black, the sky is strange, and the earth shakes the mountains, as if something unusual is about to happen in this Cloud City.

Suddenly, a beam of light dragging a long black tail shot out rapidly from the Black Ancient Cave, accompanied by the roaring beast roar in the Black Ancient Cave, hitting the black dragon ball that the Eight Dragons and the Eight Holy Venerables combined to suppress in the middle of the Holy Cauldron Altar.

The black dragon ball flew into the sky, like an escaped demon spirit, cutting through the sky, flying rapidly in the direction of Cloud City, and quietly burrowing into Jingkong's body.

When Jingkong woke up, everyone found that Jingkong's spiritual qi domain was broken, the aura was dissipated, and there was a shallow lock pattern next to the right waist for no reason, the pattern was an inverted triangle, and there was a string of dragon patterns next to the triangle, and a five-petal flower bloomed in the triangle, and the pattern was very good-looking.

There is nothing special about the "Triceratops pattern", like an ordinary birthmark, but this "Triceratops pattern" birthmark of Jingkong is acquired, which makes him dissipate his aura.

Thinking of the night when he suddenly lost his aura and shattered the aura domain, Jingkong suddenly frowned, and his slender fingers stretched out to the "Triceratops pattern" next to his right waist with fifteen years of humiliation, and grabbed it fiercely, and the bright red nail marks were left on Bai Temporary's skin, and the triceratops pattern did not disappear, but grabbed a layer of skin.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

Jingkong fell from the treetops and smashed on the stones, screaming in pain, fortunately it was in the dead of night, and there was no one on the edge of the cliff, otherwise if it was placed in the daytime, people would definitely attract bursts of ridicule and sarcasm when they saw him like this.

"Scrap wood, waste wood. Jingkong's mind was full of these two words, and his heart suddenly became angry, picked up a big stone, threw it at the cliff, and yelled: "There is no aura domain, the shit aura continent, I really have to play to death before I stop." ”

The cloud city where Jingkong is located belongs to the eastern edge of the aura continent, and the aura of the earth is rare and thin, and the mountains are full of stones, or ore.

"Hey!

Looking at the boundless sky, Jingkong fell into confusion, and shouted again towards the cliff: "Is my life ending like this?" I'm not reconciled, so unwilling, bullshit aura continent, I don't want to hear it, I'm not reconciled!"

After venting for a while, looking bored, Jingkong took out a borrowed historical classic, "A Brief History of the Mainland", and read it carefully.

Jingkong learned from the books that the Reiki Continent uses Reiki as a link and follows a law, that is, in the process of spiritual cultivation, Reiki will go through the process of "attracting spirits", "phantom spirits", "consolidating spirits", "transforming spirits", "rebirth", "double rebirth" and "turning immortals", which correspond to different levels of spiritual cultivators such as "Spirit Master", "Phantom Spirit Master", "Holy Spirit Master", "Holy King", "Holy Venerable", "Super Holy Venerable" and "Holy Immortal".

Spiritual cultivators of the same level are divided into four levels according to the thickness of the aura in the aura domain, and each level requires a lot of effort to break through a level, and it often requires a certain amount of talent and luck to break through.

However, the Reiki Continent is full of magic, from the Flood Era to the present, with a long history. The different races distributed in the Reiki Continent have given birth to countless powerhouses with their exercises, secret techniques, and even the eight great artifacts left over from ancient times.

10,000 years ago, there were eight different tribes born eight talented and intelligent geniuses, each of whom relied on extraordinary talents, used ancient artifacts, obtained heavenly opportunities on the path of spiritual cultivation, comprehended the way of heaven, underwent the Xuan Thunder Tribulation, and became the peak existence of the Spiritual Qi Continent, known as the "Eight Holy Venerables", but later a catastrophe in the Black Ancient Forest blew the heart of the earth apart, and the Eight Holy Venerables also fell apart, scattered all over the place, looking for fragments of the heart of the earth to quell the next continental catastrophe.

The literature also specially records the ancestor of Yuncheng Kaicheng Sword King and the ancestor of the Sheng clan Craftsman God, the Sword King and the Craftsman God are talented and intelligent, and their cultivation is even more extreme, far surpassing the clansmen of the same era, and the six genius spiritual cultivators of other tribes in the mainland are known as the "Eight Holy Venerables".

Among them, the sword king comprehends the way of heaven in swordsmanship, and is quite accomplished in cultivation, a long sword, a hundred steps of flying swords, galloping thousands of miles of wilderness, long rainbow through the sun, shocking the nine heavens of thunder, looking up to the sky and roaring, and punishing the gods and slaying demons without laughing.

The craftsman god and the sword king are both spiritual cultivators, and they take completely different paths. The craftsman god comprehends the way of heaven in forging, and cultivates as unattainable, a giant axe, when it has the power to open the world, it splits the sky, and the stars of the universe are divided into two sides.

Looking at it, Jingkong's eyes lit up, looking at Tianyu and thinking, just thinking about how majestic it would be if he could become such a strong person, he couldn't help but continue to read, suddenly, a heart-piercing pain surged into his heart, and the content of the book made Jingkong stunned.

Unexpectedly, three thousand years ago, the ancestor of Yuncheng Kaicheng Sword King and the old friend Craftsman God who had made friends for thousands of years broke into the ancient and unfathomable Black Ancient Cave, but when they came out, their expressions were in a trance, confused, their eyes were empty, their steps were erratic, and it didn't take long for the two to disappear mysteriously.

Holding the book, Jingkong's hands kept trembling, and he broke out in a cold sweat, thinking: "The ancestors and the super powerhouses of the craftsman gods have fallen, the Black Ancient Cave is really terrifying!"

I've been trying to figure out what happened three thousand years ago, and what happened to the Black Ancient Cave?

The ancient books specifically explain the response plans and reactions taken by future generations after the Black Ancient Cave incident.

The book describes the disappearance of the Sword King and the Craftsman God, which are super powerful saints in the continent, which makes the Black Ancient Cave doubly mysterious, making people look away, and become the head of the Three Treasures of Cloud City, which is even more mysterious than the Xuanji Pavilion of the Yun Clan and the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Sheng Clan.

People speculate that there may be treasures, elixirs, and even artifacts left over from the century of the Great Ancient Cave in the Black Ancient Cave, which will attract peak powerhouses such as Sword Kings and Craftsman Gods to venture out for treasures.

"There's a baby in there!

When it was recorded about the treasure hunt of later generations, Jingkong was stunned and saw that the ancient books were written in red, which seemed to warn later people not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

After the disappearance of the Sword King and the Craftsman God, the two clans jointly sent an army wearing armor and holding sharp weapons into the Black Ancient Cave to look for it, but after a burst of beast roaring and screaming, no one came out alive, and the whole army was buried in the cave, and no one survived.

Subsequently, some curious people went into the mountain to search for treasure, but found that the water went up retrograde, flowing backwards from the bottom of the mountain into the cave, unreasonable, weird, and even more frightening is that the cave often comes out of strange sounds, the sound is manic and angry, it seems that there are fierce beasts sleeping, in addition, people find that there is wind blowing out of the cave, people guess that this is a live hole, that is, there is an exit.

Countless curious people have the courage to enter the Black Ancient Forest, and after countless painful lessons of entering and not leaving, no one dares to hold their heads and bravely enter the Black Ancient Cave, but occasionally there are some greedy and unaware of the thick of the rivers and lakes, and they have the courage to go to steal treasures, and often the end is still to go and never return.

"Wow! I really want to die! I didn't even get out of the one who went in, what a scary hole 1"

Jingkong stared at the ancient book in his hand, thought for a long time, and scolded: "The bullshit aura continent has forced a lot of people who want to climb to the top. ”

"Since there is such a dangerous place, future generations should be on guard. ”

With a sense of indignation, Jingkong continued to read the rest of the black text.

After the black letter records those things that happened, the descendants were timid, and the Black Ancient Cave became even more mysterious, and no one had broken into it for thousands of years, becoming the most difficult mystery in Cloud City.

In order to eliminate disasters and solve problems, and pray for the well-being of the people, the successor Yuncheng City Lord specially invited the ancestors and descendants of the Sheng clan, who have the ability to open up the world, and the capable people in the clan to build a holy fire platform to suppress evil spirits by the holy water spring next to the Black Ancient Cave.

"Damn the cauldron platform, it's because of you that I've become a waste. ”

Seeing the words of the Holy Cauldron platform, Jing Kong suddenly became angry and scolded a few words angrily, but he was soon attracted by the description of the holy cauldron in the book, and his eyes were full of appreciation for the wisdom of his predecessors.

The book describes the cauldron as being intricately crafted and surrounded by eight dragon-shaped pillars. The dragon-shaped pillar is vividly and vividly carved with eight dragons of different attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, snow and thunder, the eight dragons have different postures, each with its own characteristics, the eyes of the eight dragons are all firmly staring at the holy platform plate standing in the middle, and there is a black dragon ball on the plate, which has the potential of eight dragons spitting pearls.

The body of the sacred platform is made of rare mineral Qinglan stone, which can resist the burning of natural fire. The table top is octagonal, and each of the eight bottom corners is placed a humanoid statue cast from a strange material, black crystal. The exterior of the statue is completely different, each with its own characteristics, and each represents a different style of spiritual practice.

The eight humanoid statues posed in their own magical poses, and together with the dragons of the eight attributes, they cast spells together to suppress the black dragon balls on the central sacred table. Beneath the black dragon ball is a lantern made of Baoyu, which has a peculiar structure. The lamp burns with a divine fire, as if it is going to burn this black dragon ball for thousands of years.

There is a holy water spring between the black ancient cave and the holy fire platform, there is a stone tablet erected on the side of the spring, the inscription on the left tablet is "cause and effect are combined", the inscription on the right tablet is "the good and the evil rise and the other grows", and there are four towering characters of "good and evil without boundaries" lying horizontally in the middle.

Later generations have summed up a law based on the light and darkness of the sacred fire of the sacred cauldron for thousands of years: If the divine fire is bright, the wind and rain must be smooth and peaceful in those years, and if the divine fire is dark, there must be natural or man-made disasters in those years!

"What a black ancient cave! What a holy cauldron!

Reading the entire "History of the Continent" in one go, Jingkong sighed for a long time, his heart was very depressed, and he scolded angrily: "The bullshit aura continent, how did the 10,000-year catastrophe not destroy the aggrieved continent, it's a pity, the next catastrophe should come quickly and destroy the rampant continent." ”

put away "A Brief History of the Mainland", a gust of night wind blew, Jingkong sneezed, and there was a sour feeling in his heart, as if a trace of sadness and unwilling to sink so sourly.