Chapter 67: The Dusty Past
Between the lightning and flint, Li Yu had rushed into the cave. While he was possessing and galloping, he recalled the order of the "Jinyun Lan" seal, and moved in the same way.
"Danger!" With Bai Tan's exclamation that pierced the sky, Li Yi smoothly stepped into the enchantment.
During the retribution, any attack from the outside world will be absorbed by one's body. Li Yi knew this, so he gave up his martial arts and rushed at her with his naked body, hugging her tightly and blocking her movements.
The process of seizing the house was forcibly blocked, and the energy accumulated before collapsed like a crumbling building in an instant, and the moment it landed, it exploded, and all of it radiated outward, and the power was like a hot fireball crashing straight into Li Yu's arms.
I only heard a "boom" in the cave, and then the ground shook and the mountains shook, shaking three times. The ice was eyeless, smashed all over the ground with holes, and the flat ice surface was smashed to pieces.
When everything subsided, the transparent barrier was revealed by the splattered blood, and it was precisely because of this that the two people outside the cave could no longer see the whole picture inside, so they could only rush in, smashing the barrier of the barrier one by one, shouting and shouting.
Li Yan covered the burn in his heart, and leaned against the cold and biting ice wall. The golden bell jar of the talisman was shattered by this tremendous power. The shirt that Jinyunlan had given him had a large hole in the chest, and the edges were quickly soaked with blood. Beads of blood fell on the hem of the garment, staining the gardenia red.
He coughed violently, his lungs twitched, and a mouthful of blood rushed out of his throat and spat in his palm. He shuddered violently, could no longer stand on his feet, and his bloody hands held on to the ice, but he still slipped down. He braced his arms on the ground, breathing quickly and shortly, and kept calling Jinyunlan's name in his heart, as if chanting a series of incantations that would force him to hold on.
The process of seizure was forcibly stopped, and the situation in Yixiang was not optimistic. The consciousness hidden in Jinyunlan's body showed signs of breaking free, and it was inevitably in vain, so she had to do her best to press this last hope back into the turbulent mind.
But it was precisely because of Yi Xiang's forgetful move that the consciousness of the two was exchanged in confusion. A memory belonging to Yi Xiang was accidentally mixed into Jin Yunlan's thoughts.
A past that has been dusty for many years is restarted again.
Heavenly Realm, Nine Heavens.
Yi Xiang sat quietly outside the gate of heaven, staring at a cloud without saying a word, not moving.
The pale gold totem on her forehead hung proudly between her forehead, revealing only the part of Suzaku's torso at the center of her eyebrows, and her open wings hiding behind her dark green forehead.
She wears a pale gold dragon silk, which reveals a light pink color when the sun shines. It turned out that her scarred and shabby feather coat in the big red lotus was such a bright and beautiful dress.
The silk between her elbows floated above her head with a fairy breath. However, her face was iron-blue.
The two immortals each stepped on two immortal clouds, descended from the sky, and called respectfully after the rear: "Lingguang Divine Monarch, Thousand Branches Divine Monarch calls you back to the thirty-six heavens." The night is approaching, so you need to take care of yourself. ”
When Yi Xiang heard the honorific title of the Thousand Branches Divine Monarch, he showed a look of forbearance and struggle, as if he was repulsive and unbearable.
"I see." She impatiently dismissed the two disturbing little fairies, but she had no intention of moving away. Thinking back to Fang Cai's respectful tone, she couldn't help but sneer, and muttered in a low voice: "If they knew that the Divine Monarch they respected and served so much was just a fish, it is estimated that they would not be able to sleep well for tens of thousands of years." ”
She sat outside the gate of heaven, shaking her legs in boredom, staring at the vast sky in front of her. White clouds roam in it. Suddenly, her still body trembled, and her eyes suddenly burst into excitement. She leaned forward, swaying from side to side, and finally found the inconspicuous paper kite under a cumulus cloud.
Although this gate of heaven is the lowest place in the heavenly realm, it is said that the top of Mount Tai can touch the heavenly realm. However, how high can the paper kite rise, in Yi Xiang's eyes, the paper kite is as small as an ant, but she can still see it at a glance.
Yi Xiang's gloomy face finally showed a little joy. With a flick of her fingers, a golden light flew out of her fingers, splitting the cumulus clouds and cutting off the hair-thin kite string on the spot. Then she raised her sleeves and summoned a gust of wind, blowing the fluttering paper kite towards herself, and she reached out to catch it, unfolded it in front of her eyes, and looked back and forth with joy.
It was a blessing kite, in the shape of an eagle with outstretched wings, and the wings were made into tassels, which made it look unusually light and ethereal when flying in the air.
Yi Xiang held the paper kite in his arms, as if he was praying. With a backhand turn, a stack of intact kites appeared at her side, each sticking to the severed kite string.
She cut off a lot.
She gently placed the newly-acquired eagle on the kite pile, weighed the weight of the locking bellows around her waist, and opened her mouth to blow her last northeast wind of the day, and then planned to call it a day and go back to the temple.
But the sky turned upside down in an instant, and the night came without warning, swallowing up all the light. The Celestial Realm has officially ushered in the dark night of January. The more powerful the immortals, the deeper the infringement will be on this extremely cold night. And during this little night day, it is not surprising that any natural disasters appear, and even appear with great power. Therefore, when the night sky is completely coming, the fairies of all sizes return to the palace early and then close the door.
As an outsider, Jinyunlan naturally can't feel the power of Xiao Yetian. However, looking at Yixiang's plummeting state, you can also understand one or two. During the night, it is not surprising that all natural disasters occur. For example, at this moment, the Lingguang Divine Monarch, who is in charge of the world's wind and Yu, is being torn by a powerful hurricane. Her seaweed-like curls were pulled almost straight.
She hugged the legs of the four-pillar archway at the gate of Tianmen tightly, and she struggled. And those stacked paper kites were not spared, and were blown out by strong winds. When Yi Xiang saw it, he exclaimed: "My kite!" ”。 Then, without thinking, she let go of the pillar and chased it in the direction of the wind. The strong wind pushed her thin back, and seeing that her fingertips were about to touch the edge of the paper kite, the hurricane suddenly exploded in power, pushing her down the gate of heaven with a bang.
Her screams soared into the sky, and in an instant her thin body was pushed into the abyss, quickly annihilated among the chaotic nebulae.
Yi Xiang was about the first immortal to be demoted to the mortal world by a hurricane. She screamed all the way into the world, through a cluster of lush treetops, and planted her head in a mud puddle, still facing the ground, indescribably embarrassed.
She struggled to pull her head out of the crack, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a group of little dolls biting their fingers and looking at her in confusion, and surrounded her in a circle.
Yi Xiang didn't care about his crooked nose and slanted eyes at the moment, but slowly stroked the scattered hair on his sideburns. Under the gaze of a mortal child, he tidied up his appearance in an extremely slow manner. She patted the dust on her coat and raised it again, then rubbed her dusty face back into its original beautiful shape, standing under the lush treetops.
The sun here is hot, and her skin is scorched.
As a fairy, you need to maintain a dignified demeanor at all times.
When the children saw her raise her ribbon out of thin air, they were frightened, and ran back to the bamboo house crying, shouting: "Brother Kite, Brother Kite, a female monster has fallen from the sky!" ”
When Yi Xiang heard this, a crack appeared on his dignified and calm face, and he was about to reason with those ignorant human children, but when he thought of the rules and regulations of the heavens, he opened his mouth and closed it again, and stood under the tree with his legs as if they had taken root.
"Alright, well, I hear you, stinky imps."
A handsome and somewhat cynical teenager is surrounded by a group of children and comes out of the house.
I have to say that the Li clan is all outstanding in appearance. This Li Kite has not escaped this law. Despite his thin shirt and a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, his purple fleur-de-lis-like eyes spoke of his extraordinary natural abilities.
At a glance, he saw the slim woman under the greenery, the dappled light and shadow weaving into a net covering her upper half of her face behind the mystery.
Li Yuan's heart was shocked, and her heart jumped wildly. He immediately straightened his appearance, stepped forward, and showed a gentle mask: "Girl, are you?" ”
Yi Xiang didn't say a word, just slowly raised her eyes, and the shade of the tree sifted away some of the sharp edge of her golden pupils.
At the moment when the four eyes met, a trace of surprise and incomprehension flashed in Li Yuan's eyes when he touched her strange eyes, but soon a look of peace appeared on his face, and he seemed to have guessed something.
"What's your name, girl?" Li Yuan asked kindly again.
Yi Xiang still did not answer. She turned her gaze to the side, revealing a hint of helplessness.
The children on the side saw that she was silent, and they made up their minds for her.
"This man is mute."
Seeing that Yi Xiang did not deny it, Li Yuan also decided that she was a mute girl, and then apologized. He invited her to sit in the room, and she clung to the trunk of the tree. She blinked her thick eyelashes, staggered her toes into the light, and in a moment she shrank back like a frightened rabbit.
As if sensing her trouble, Li Yuan turned his back to her, facing the back room. He took off his gentle mask, restored his casual appearance, folded his arms naturally over his chest, and shouted domineeringly towards the door: "Stinky girl, take an umbrella!" ”
Suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the calm room, and a female voice full of energy and energy rushed out with the meteor-like footsteps.
"Here we go!"
A girl with pink eyes appeared in front of everyone with an oil-paper umbrella in her arms.