In the mortal world, he had also heard of the dragon god's ability to spread clouds and rain, and since he practiced, he knew that it was not a difficult thing for cultivators to practice clouds and rain, as long as they could reach the realm of creation, they could call the wind and rain, dominate the world and the world, and the clouds and rain were only in a thought. I don't know if it's a real dragon god enshrined in the dragon temple in the Dragon Dynasty, just looking at the handsomeness of this dragon lord can imagine the appearance of the dragon god.

Lord Tenglong, as a candle dragon, should be the top storage in the dragon clan, although he has not cultivated into an immortal god, but now he controls this desolate land, and he can be regarded as a strong party. The land of the desolate and the top of the cloud ridge are both worlds that seem to be independent in the eyes of the world, and these two places are completely beyond the so-called immortal mountain places of Jiudingmen and Yanyunmen, and they are closer to the land of the thirty-six heavenly immortals. Legend has it that the top of the cloud ridge was built by a fairy, just to buy some things he likes, and he doesn't know which is higher or lower compared to this desolate land?

Yang Chen's thoughts were ethereal, wandering between the immortal mountains, the desolate land, and the cloud mountains, and countless thoughts turned in his mind, but he felt that the mortal world was small. "I see that although your cultivation of the Three Elements of Water, Fire and Wood is scattered, each of them has a great background, which shows that you have a lot of opportunities. Since you and I are destined, and you helped me to get out of the predicament, in addition to the North Styx River, I will give you another **. The candle dragon smiled brightly, and suddenly a red stone tablet appeared with a light movement of his right hand, the stone tablet was about one meter high, and the whole was red, as if it was soaked in blood, and a sinister aura roared out on the stone tablet, like a group of ghosts wailing. Yang Chen stood far away and felt an eerie ferocious aura.

"This is what I found in the North Styx River, this stele is called the West Heaven Ring Stele. The candle dragon threw the stone tablet over, Yang Chen took it in his hand but felt extremely heavy, that kind of ferocity and killing aura immediately entered his mind, but he felt an eerie sense of fear spread throughout his body, and his pores were constricted. But when he heard the angry howl of the white tiger and the sound of soldiers, there was a lingering sound of ghosts and ghosts, but he felt that he was in a trance, and saw that the corpses were full of bones within a thousand miles, and the red blood flowed into a river, and the souls were all over the place. All secret realms disappear instantly.

The candle dragon nodded slightly, Yang Chen's short-term indulgence had not escaped his eyes, it was not easy to get out of the maze at this moment. When he got the West Heaven Ring Tablet, he also sensed the killing power in the Ring Tablet, if it weren't for his strong divine sense resistance, he might have been impregnated by his anger and became a killing dragon. Although he has deliberately suppressed the anger on the stone tablet over the years and slowed it down, it is not so simple for Yang Chen.

Candle Dragon said: "This monument is a thing of Buddhism, and there is a thing suppressed in it, the sword of killing. This sword slaughtered tens of millions of living beings and finally cultivated into immortals, only because the killing qi was too much, and it was sealed in the immortal world. The Sword of Killing once comprehended a **, called the Golden Fall, if you can break it, you can refine it into a golden vitality that is unparalleled in the world. The one who lacks the vitality of the earth may be able to help you. The candle dragon pointed at Elder Yundan, and Elder Yundan said happily: "Yang Chen is originally my disciple, and it is natural to teach him the best of the earth." The candle dragon nodded, then sighed, and said: "It's just that there are thousands of ways in the world, and the cultivation path is slow, and it is difficult to achieve one, and it is enough to become one." You are a fellow practitioner of the Tao and Buddha, although you have different paths and end up in the same place, or you go astray and it is difficult to achieve success, or you have a different path, and you only look at your creation. Yang Chen thanked: "Thank you, Lord Tenglong." ”

The candle dragon smiled, and then said to Li Yao: "Today, I will pass on the method used by your Ling Bozhou." He pointed his hand at Li Yao's forehead, but when he saw a burst of vitality shooting out, he entered Li Yao's forehead without hurting Li Yao in the slightest. Seeing that Li Yao's eyes were confused at this time, as if he was pondering something, Yang Chen knew that it must be the candle dragon who injected the Yuan Qi of Ling Bozhou's use method into Li Yao's mind, and Li Yao was contemplating it at this time. The method of injecting the Dharma information into the minds of others can be described as extremely profound, and even Elder Yun Dan is breathtaking.

"I'll send you to the North Styx River now. As he spoke, the candle dragon pointed his finger at the high heavens, and shouted in his mouth: "The Northern Styx River opens. "I saw a black and white door of light appear in the high heavens in the direction pointed by the candle dragon's finger, the outside was white light, and the inside was a black hollow. "Lord Tenglong, I don't want to" While opening the light gate of the Northern Styx River, the candle dragon grabbed the palm of his hand and sent Yang Chen was already flying towards the light gate quickly, Yang Chen was about to explain that he didn't want to go, but before the word "go" was finished, the person had already entered the light gate. The light gate shrank rapidly, and Elder Yun Dan suddenly flew towards the light gate, plunging headlong into the light gate as it closed. Elder Yun Dan's move was too sudden, and Candle Dragon was a little unexpected, looking at Elder Yun Dan's disappearing figure, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

After passing through the light gate, my eyes lit up, this place was lush and full of pines and cypresses, and I looked along the pines and cypresses to find that this was a valley, and Yang Chen was standing on the top of the mountain. The mountain peaks here are very peculiar, the green mountains full of pines and cypresses are mixed with bare stone mountains, and the stone mountains are in a colorful shape, like colorful clouds, which are even more gorgeous when the sun shines. Beneath the peaks was a continuous swamp with willows and small purple flowers. Two or three poplars stood among them, like women waiting for the return of their loved ones.

A black river runs through the willows and flows westward. The black river splits the valley into two like a black chasm, winding its way to a place where the eye can't see, deep and endless. Standing on the top of the mountain, I felt a sense of vastness coming from the black river, and there was a faint cold of the northern underworld.

"Is this the Northern Styx River?" Yang Chen suddenly felt a sense of immensity as he looked at the black water in the valley. Walking from the top of the mountain to the bank of the black water, the dense water vitality here made Yang Chen feel cold and nameless silence. Legend has it that weak water is an important branch of the water of the North Styls, looking at the huge size of this river, it should be where the weak water is, such a long river of the water of the North Styls, in the cold pool in the cave of Tenglongyu is like a pool of water compared to here. Yang Chen suddenly flashed a thought, the water of the Northern Styx in the cold pool is exactly the same as here, could it be from here? In this way, it seems that the Northern Styx River here completely restrains the Candle Dragon, but the Candle Dragon says that this Northern Styx River is owned by it, but there is a great contradiction in this.

The candle dragon gave this place to him completely, and this Northern Styx River is extremely huge, and it is not something that can be condensed by himself in the morning and night, it is better to go back and come back when there is a river that can be condensed in the future. Yang Chen thought that if the candle dragon controlled this place, he would definitely be able to hear his own voice, so he shouted that the voice of Lord Tenglong resounded throughout the valley, wanting the candle dragon to take him out of here, but no matter what, there was no response to the call. The sunset over the long river, the sunset at night, the feeling of vastness is getting stronger and stronger.

Yang Chen stayed on the bank of the North Styx River for many days, and there was no candle dragon, and a sense of foreboding arose. Yang Chen suddenly remembered the scene when the candle dragon sent him here, the candle dragon hurriedly sent himself here without asking for his wishes, even the Yundan elder did not say goodbye, it seemed that he was worried about something, and there were many doubts in it. Thinking that Elder Yun Dan didn't know where to go, he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

But I heard the melodious sound from the opposite mountain, it seemed that an old man was improvised and singing, and I could faintly hear the lyrics inside: weak water, no pulp; thousands of miles of pulp, empty; long river sunset, sinking light; the big river to the west, difficult to return to the hometown The old man sometimes has a high-pitched voice, sometimes sad, and it is already the beginning of the new moon when the long singing stops. Yang Chen tread the water in the direction from which the song came, but felt that there was nothing under his feet, and he couldn't focus on it, and when he wanted to return, he had already sunk half of his body into the water, and he couldn't do it with his hands, so he only felt that he was slowly sinking under the water, and only for a moment he felt that his feet had landed on the ground and reached the bottom of the river.

This river is truly wonderful, and I have never seen a flow of water that cannot carry anything. sighed in his heart, identified the direction, and walked along the bottom of the river towards the opposite bank. This river is not only very deep but also extremely wide, when you walk to the center of the river, the riverbed here is actually very high, standing on it, the head can actually be exposed to the water, the moonlight hangs high, shining on this black water even more quiet, but the cold is even worse at this time. There was no living creature in the river, it was like a river of death. Seeing that there was still half a distance from the opposite bank, Yang Chenfu sank into the water again and accelerated his speed towards the opposite bank.

This river sinks sand thickly, every step is soft, but in some places the quicksand swirls, a little carelessness will sink into it, fortunately, as long as you walk slowly step by step, although it takes some time, but you can also get out of the quicksand trap. The moon was already slanting to the west on the other side, and after looking for half the night, I didn't find the old man singing, as if he had suddenly disappeared. When the sky was bright, Yang Chen continued to search, but he did not find it, and when he reached the sunset, he heard the song of the old man on the other side, but the lyrics were different: the moon hung high, the stars were bright, and the long night was long and leisurely to see the southern slope;

Yang Chenfu crossed the river again, but he didn't find the old man singing there. After returning to look for five days, I could hear the old man's singing every day, but every day I couldn't find a figure. I searched for it in the middle of the night and still didn't find it, the sky was light but I felt sleepy and lay down in the willows, and I fell asleep in a daze.

Yang Chen saw that there was a high mountain standing in the vastness, and the high mountain was split from it, like a wide canyon, and the canyon was full of willows and poplars, green and verdant. A black stream of water runs through it, cold and quiet. Under the high mountain, there is a Xuanwu, the turtle head stands tall and sings to the moon, the turtle tail is like a white snake wrapped around it, and it turns into a snake head with blood spurting out, and looks coldly.