In the early morning, the sky was bright.

In the sky above Changbai Mountain, where it has been snowing for days, the iron-gray clouds have appeared an almost translucent cloud crack, which is so bright that it makes people happy.

Soon, the sun was shining through the cracks in the clouds.

And that gap is rapidly widening.

There seemed to be a gust of wind in the sky driving away the dark clouds.

The people who drank last night were still drunk like dead dogs, but in the gathering place, visitors, hunters, and vendors were already busy.

They looked up at the sky, and the snow stopped at some point, and a washed blue appeared in a corner of the sky.

"That's ...... Look, rainbow! Rainbow! ”

One of the visitors pointed to the sky and shouted.

Others looked over.

I saw a half-arc rainbow appear in the distance, from that corner of the turquoise blue straight through to the distant horizon.

The colors of such purity, dreamily suspended in the air, have never been so beautiful in the rainbow anywhere else.

In the gathering place, people were talking.

"This year's Changbai Mountain is colder than in previous years, first it has snowed heavily for many days, and there is also a big avalanche, and the risk of entering the mountain is a bit big!"

"It's not just an avalanche, even the great fairies in the mountains are crying and howling, which is quite ominous, but the rainbow appears today, which should be a good sign, maybe in a few days, you will be able to go into the mountains to make a living."

"There! What do you see there? ”

Suddenly, someone shouted.

Everyone followed the sound, and saw that above the gathering place, a tall figure jumped above their heads, blocking the dazzling sunlight, and the sun gilded the figure with a dazzling golden glow, which was unobstructive.

The tall figure swept across the sky like a rain of arrows and meteors, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

There was a lot of talking.

"What's the situation, what kind of thing did Biu fly over just now?"

"I didn't see it too clearly, but it looks like a person!"

"People? How can it be? How can a person fly so high, I'm afraid that it is an eagle that spreads its wings and flies in the sky against the sun! ”

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The eagle-like Zhang Zhiwei rushed out of the inn, his eyes swept over the houses in the gathering place and the snow-covered mountains, and quickly headed towards the depths of Changbai Mountain.

At this moment, the depths of Changbai Mountain are shrouded in clouds and mist, the sun is shrouded down, and the top of the mountain that rises from the sky is glowing with gold, and the sun shines on the golden mountain, and the beauty is as amazing as a miracle.

However, Zhang Zhiwei had no intention of looking.

Because, invincible, he is lost.

I was in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring a compass, and I didn't get it back after the dragon compass was handed over to Guan Shihua to lead the way last time, and now the mountains are snowy, and as far as the eye can see, it's white, and he only vaguely remembers the road, so he was blind.

Zhang Zhiwei stood still and thought for a while.

He could feel the turmoil of the dragon veins, and he expected that the Great Jiao had come to an end, and the trapped dragon was about to ascend to heaven.

"Guan Shihua is still drunk and unconscious, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, the road to the yang world will not work, I will take the road of the underworld!"

Immediately, a shadow appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's body, and a powerful earth soul covered his body, turning him into a pitch-black figure.

He reached out and pulled out of thin air, and a deep black crack was slowly torn open, and this scene was extremely exaggerated and bizarre.

The void trembled, and the crack went from the size of a palm to the point where it could be passed by a man.

Zhang Zhiwei stepped in, and in the blink of an eye, the world changed, everything around him was fading, and everywhere he looked, the mountains and rivers all turned into black and white lines.

He entered the inner world of this world.

The interior is the spiritual world, and many things that cannot be done in the material world can be done here.

This is also the reason why the interior scene can be used as a medium for many spells, relying on the ability to make it true by borrowing the fake.

Zhang Zhiwei beckoned, summoned an auspicious cloud, stepped on the back of the cloud, rose to the sky, and shuttled between heaven and earth with clouds and fog.

The sky in the interior is low and cloudy, black and oppressive like a mountain, and from time to time a dark purple thunder erupts, which is so oppressive that people can't breathe.

Zhang Zhiwei shuttled between the dark clouds of light and extinction.

The thunder lit up, and there were rolling dark clouds in all directions.

When the thunder is extinguished, he can't see his five fingers.

However, these have no effect on Zhang Zhiwei, he has a delusional eye, and his vision is not blocked.

Not only that, but perhaps the Divine Eye is a supernatural power born from the power of faith, and it is better to use it in the interior than in the exterior scene.

Looking into the distance, he saw a huge eaves piercing the sky in the distance in the middle of this cloud mountain without heaven and earth.

"Eaves?"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, and even saw more parts, behind the eaves were carved with mocking wind, painted with black paint, and then behind were the cornices, and the arches were ...... Half of the magnificent building slowly emerged from the fog.

"The eaves of the clouds, the heavenly palace?"

As soon as this thought arose, I saw that the building broke through the iron curtain-like cloud mountain, revealing the whole picture.

The first thing that catches your eye is a large number of soldiers, holding black flags, stirring up the clouds as thick as iron, breaking the thunder in the clouds, and opening the way.

Behind them were hundreds of black-armored cavalry, with various chariots to the left and right, and finally a huge luan.

The heavenly palace I saw just now is a corner of this Luan driver.

"What is this?"

Zhang Zhiwei stared at Luan Jia, wanting to see the details clearly, but suddenly found that a ten-foot general in front of Luan Jia, at some point, his eyes were rolling and he was slanting at himself.

This general wears a crown of the Qin and Han dynasties, a neatly connected helmet with armor, and a huge broadsword, like a terracotta warrior in a figurine pit.

Zhang Zhiwei was shocked, but he didn't intimidate, he looked directly into the general's eyes, he was ready for a conflict.

But fortunately, until this silent team disappeared into the vast sea of clouds, nothing happened.

He looked in the direction Luan drove away, thoughtful.

This is the inner scene, the spiritual world of all things in the world.

When a creature dies, it leaves bones in the physical world and a mark in the spiritual world.

The stronger the existence, the heavier the person, the deeper the imprint left on the spiritual world.

Inexplicably, he remembered a widely circulated saying that the demise of people can probably be divided into three stages.

The first is the moment when your breathing and heartbeat stop, it's a physiological death.

The second is the death of the social level after your funeral, when your ID card, household registration, and account are cancelled, and all relations with this world end.

The third is that the person who remembers you leaves this world, this is your real demise, because death is not a real farewell, forgetting is.

When no one remembers you in this world, when you are truly dead, everything will no longer be about you.

"If the people and things that have passed away in reality remember him for a long enough time, maybe he will exist in another way in the spiritual world."

"However, it is difficult to say how much it has to do with the original existence in this way."

Zhang Zhiwei was thinking about it, and suddenly found a golden light that was extremely conflicting with the black and white lines of this world, like a meteor, flashing by.

He looked down, and although it felt a little familiar, he had no intention of intervening.

The bizarre scenes he saw in the interior several times in a row suddenly flashed through his mind—maybe the dream was a fragmented image of his memory when his soul wandered in the spiritual world after falling asleep.

Dreams are illogical, anything can happen, so in the spiritual world, it is not surprising to encounter anything, and when you encounter something, you can't take it too seriously, and the greater the intervention here, the greater the backlash.

After thinking about it, Zhang Zhiwei's body moved, and he continued to soar through the clouds and mist, and it didn't take long to reach the land of the dragon vein.

He looked down from above, and saw the horrible scene again, the golden dragon lying on the ground, almost turning into a mountain range, the cascading ravines on the mountain range were the dragon scales on the dragon's skin, and the undulating mountains were the dragon's eyebrows......

Its dragon's head, lying halfway up the mountain, was covered with flesh and blood, full of gnawing wounds, and in the worst part of the wound, it carried a crown.

This crown has eight propped horns and a sparkling jewel in the middle.

At this moment, half of the eight corners of the crown were collapsed, and the jewel in the middle, although still bright, had some cracks.

This scene, Zhang Zhiwei had seen it in the outside world at a glance when he was fighting with Shanqi.

This golden dragon is actually the dragon vein, and the eight horns on the crown are the eight flag mountains in the Eight Banners Arch Dragon Qi Bureau, because the flag mountains were cracked by Zhang Zhiwei, so a few collapsed.

As for the jewel in the middle of the crown, it is the imperial tomb.

"There are cracks in the jewelry, indicating that the imperial tomb that binds the dragon veins is about to be broken, and all things have spirits and are about to get out of trouble, do you feel happy?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the two eyes of the golden dragon, but found that one eye was bloodshot and his gaze was hideous, and the other eye was a black hole full of blood, and the eyeballs inside were missing, revealing a strong sense of resentment.

At this scene, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes shrank sharply: "I didn't see it very well last time, it's still a little late, this group of dogs, in addition to digging up a lot of flesh and blood, also gouged out the right eye of the dragon vein, this is one of the essences of the dragon vein, no wonder there is such a big grievance!" ”

Looking at the dragon vein below, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand, and spit out a bright and blazing silver lightning bolt from his palm, which slammed into the crown of the dragon vein below, but failed to shake half a point.

Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised by the result of this tentative attack, this crown fell into the real world, but how could eight mountain peaks and a large area of palace be destroyed by a single Yang Five Thunder?

"It looks like we have to start from the outside world!"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, his body moved, fell to the corner of the crown, stretched out his hand to tear a crack, stepped out, and came to the outside world.

He didn't alarm anyone, so he suddenly appeared on a flag mountain and looked towards the imperial tomb located in the middle palace.

I saw that in front of the imperial mausoleum, a tall Dharma platform was built, with banners and flags standing on it, and around the Dharma platform, there were strange people wearing Taoist robes and hundreds of ritual personnel wearing various colored robes.

They were methodically beating Jiao, the sound of scriptures and Dharma bells intertwined, and the qi machine emitted scattered the clouds that shrouded the mountaintops, forming an extremely beautiful rainbow.

This is the source of the rainbow under the mountain, and the host of this altar is Zhang Shoucheng, the Taoist of the Heavenly Master of the Zhengyi faction is one of the sects that are best at raising the altar to beat Jiao, and he is the direct bloodline of the Zhang family, the ancestor of the Heavenly Master, and has a special relationship blessing in the Dharma lineage, and it is undoubtedly the most suitable to preside over this kind of Jiao.

Last time, after Zhang Zhiwei used a bunch of inheritances to send away the immortal families, the immortal families were very trustworthy, and soon each sent some disciples to serve as ritual personnel of the altar.

With the help of these people, the Dharma altar started smoothly, and it lasted for a full seven days, and now it has finally reached the most critical step.

I saw Zhang Shoucheng wearing a lotus crown on his head, wearing a purple silk robe, stepping on the clouds, fluttering in a fairy posture, and his demeanor was shining, and around him, there were hundreds of Taoist priests working together.

In order to get together these Taoist priests, even on the Northeast Iron Brake Mountain, the Quanzhen Taoist priests who don't ask about the world have come out of the mountain, plus more than 100 disciples who went out of the horse called by Zhang Zhiwei to pray for Jiao, this is already the top scale configuration in addition to the 1,000 people Jiao.

"Heaven and earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the sun is too yuan. The eight directions are mighty, so that I naturally ......"

Zhang Shoucheng held the magic sword in his hand, stepped on the bucket, chanting in his mouth, with his chanting, the magic incense around the Dharma platform burned rapidly, and the rising light smoke lingered, and suddenly gathered, turned into arrows, straight to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the sky changed, and a blue light submerged into Zhang Shoucheng's body, and his figure became extremely tall and irresistible.

"I said how do you feel familiar, it turns out that the golden light that flashed before was actually an edict from Uncle Shi, fortunately I didn't intercept it rashly like last time, otherwise it would interfere with the progress of the altar, and the matter would have been a big deal."

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself in his heart and continued to look at the past.

I saw Zhang Shoucheng pinching a magic trick, and slapped the talisman in his hand suddenly, and the talisman turned into a streamer, wrapped around the magic sword in his hand, which was brilliant and could not be looked at directly.

Then, Zhang Shoucheng tidied up his robe and bowed into the distance, as if he was saluting someone.

After worshipping, he raised the magic sword in his hand to the sky and roared angrily.

"The disciple is a Zhang Shoucheng generation, please come to the ancestral master!"

In an instant, the earth was shaken, and the huge altar was also shaken, and there was silence for a moment, and a surging and pure power descended.

High in the sky, the sky that was still clear just now, suddenly the wind and clouds changed, the golden clouds stirred, and a face came out of the clouds, the beard and hair were all white, and the sword eyebrows and mountain beards were dusty.

This giant face slowly opened his eyes, calmly and indifferently looking down, he did not belong to this era, he was as noble as a god, watching the changes in the world beyond the clouds and the sky for no reason, neither sighing nor pity.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the giant face in the sky, flicked his robe, made a big salute, and said softly: "Welcome to the arrival of the ancestor!" ”

He muttered in his heart, "It is rumored that the ancestor is like a raging fire, cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and punishing ghosts and gods for six days, how is this not like it!" ”

On the altar, Zhang Shoucheng put on the crown, tidied up his appearance, and bowed to the giant face that appeared in the sky:

"Zhang Shoucheng, the descendant of Xiao, is cautious of Tianzun, there is a troubled party today, the dragon vein has been intercepted, the disciple is shallow, and the force cannot be controlled, so I ask the ancestor to take action to suppress the evil and help the people......"

In an instant, the giant face in the sky suddenly changed, and it was originally a dusty face, but at this moment it was murderous.

At the same time, in the sky, the clouds quickly gathered, becoming as thick as an iron curtain, like a mountain.

"Boom!"

A continuous thunderstorm exploded from the clouds, inspiring countless thunderbolts.

"I'll just say, yes, this is...... Grandpa's Leifa? ”

Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly cast a few heaven and earth audio-visual talismans, and his consciousness was raised, leaving no blind spots, and observing in all directions.

(End of chapter)