Volume 1 Dead Leaves Return to Dust Chapter 1 Dead Leaves Return to Dust
Outside the northern city, the moonlight is surging.
The silent moonlight swirled among the mountains, reflecting large patches of white, and on one of them lay a man. The moonlight was cast, it was desolate, and he was motionless, as if he was dead, abandoned in the vast wilderness of the mountains.
This mountain range is a section of the backbone of the Northern Regions, the dragon's spine in the Northern Regions, stretching for some reason, according to legend, today's dragon's spine is no longer the full picture of the retro time, but it still lies across the earth, no one can say what it is.
The place where this "corpse" is located is only the periphery of the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, and at this time, there are several demon beasts in the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain Range, scurrying around, as if looking for something.
There is a golden body, shining lion, a strange snake with horns on its head and snow-white scales like silver, a bird with yellow feathers and a pale red tail and a treasure light around the body, and even a strange beast that looks like a fox, and there is a faint thunder explosion between the movements, and the trees are in a mess. The demon beasts that were originally dominant in the periphery were prostrate on the ground one by one, bowing their heads and worshiping, lest they make any movement and invite death.
The moon is white and the night is dark, these few points of light are particularly eye-catching, flickering and moving, and the snake's tail is dragging to the ground, which makes people frightened, and they dare not get close.
Suddenly, a strange beast with a face like a cow and a mountain seemed to be frightened by something terrible, its hair stood upside down, and it roared, and the huge beast body turned into a lightning bolt, and even crashed into a mountain peak regardless of it.
Without the slightest hesitation, it sank into the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain Range and no longer pursued, leaving only three demon beasts to wreak havoc in this place.
The three-headed demon beast felt its departure, and couldn't help but hesitate a little when it felt something, but this little bit of jealousy was nothing in front of the Dao Fruit, and it was soon replaced by greed, and it continued to search.
In the end, the three-headed demon beasts gathered, and what they were looking for was nothing else, it was this corpse that looked like it was only fifteen or sixteen years old, as if it was not a human corpse, but a divine fruit, which could increase its cultivation for 10,000 years and extend its lifespan for 10,000 years.
The beast's eyes were blood-red, the greed in his eyes was undisguised, the lion roared, and the white snake spit letters, not wanting to monopolize it, but he was afraid that there would be a big disturbance in the battle and alarm the other existences in this section of the dragon's back.
Just when the three-headed demon beast was silent, its mind was on the corpse in front of him, and he was about to make a move, but the "corpse" opened his eyes and looked directly at the dark purple beast that looked like a fox.
Without warning, without any sound, a small piece of grass that had been crushed around it suddenly shot towards the golden hair, passing through the air without a sound.
It is the clouds out of the moon white, the grass is like a sword, and it kisses the neck of the brute beast.
A crisis born from the depths of the soul surged in an instant, thunder roared, and purple lightning suddenly rose under the night sky, this is the technique recorded in its origin seal, and it can save its life at the moment of life and death.
The beast that looked like a fierce beast subconsciously wanted to use this technique to dodge, but it was still slow. Grass is not grass, wood is not wood, that piece of dead grass seems to have cut off the mystery and the machine, breaking the universe and the universe, making it impossible to dodge, and cutting off all vitality.
In the sky, there was a faint shadow of a giant beast in the purple gold thunder that was conceived by the origin beast, like a heavenly divine beast, it was actually the shadow of the Ancestor Spirit!
This is an ancient xenomorph, with a noble bloodline, holding the heavens and the north of the dark purple sky and thunder, a lion and a snake and two demon beast overlords in the mountain range who are almost willing to bow down in front of this phantom.
The Ancestral Spirit lost its qi, and after the purple thunder clouds and mist, it seemed to be thunder and rage, crackling and crackling, and the grass, trees, mountains and rivers on the ground seemed to be whimpering, succumbing to the thunder in the sky.
But after all, it was a dream shadow, and the blood of the strange beast on the ground was unexpectedly pure, but the vitality of the whole body had been broken, the origin mark was dim, and the thunder shadow in the sky gradually disappeared, returning to the moonlit white night.
The body of the majestic beast that seemed to be poured by purple thunder smashed straight to the earth, and the pair of terrifying copper bell giant eyes were no longer alive, replaced by confusion and fear that had not yet dissipated, and there seemed to be a shadow of withered grass in the pupils that had not dissipated but was dead and could not die again.
This change made the other two demon beasts who were about to make a move unexpected, after all, this dark purple demon beast was an ancient xenomorph, although its bloodline did not reach the level of atavism, but it could summon the shadow of the ancestral spirit beast, so they could not be surprised.
The cultivation of demon beasts has always been based on blood, and on weekdays, this fierce head is considered to stabilize them, but now it is so abruptly dead, the ancestral spirit phantom is vividly in sight, but it still can't protect its life, such a scene, they feel cold in their hearts.
"Roar!", "Hiss!"
The low, suppressed roar of the lion and the hiss of the white snake crawled low in the forest. The remaining two demon beasts seemed to be a little restless, and the snow-white snake tail swept across, and the grass and trees fell where they passed, and the earth and rocks collapsed, and it was a mess. In just a moment, the situation reversed, and the two menacing demon beasts hesitated in their hearts and did not move forward.
In their eyes, the immortal opportunity at their fingertips is naturally not to be missed, but the Dao that has been cultivated for thousands of years is not a bet that can be made just by saying it.
"Leaf ...... Dry"
It was a hazy half-dream, half-asleep and half-awake, the corpse that came back to life muttered its name in its mouth, and its consciousness did not know where to send it...... After an unknown number of years, he was finally frozen on a ball of qi sword, and the breath of Xuan Zhi and Xuan was reflected into his vast consciousness through Ye Ku's soul, and the red light flowed on it, and suddenly it spread out in all directions, and everything was chaotic and complicated, making people dizzy.
Suddenly, this qi sword trembled slightly, and the shattered picture pulled Ye Ku back to reality, and a crimson light went straight into the body of the golden lion who was hesitating and had been stagnant for a long time.
Legend has it that the golden lion is the mount of the Buddha, and the fierce and wild and difficult to train is completely different, it is a natural Buddha species, born with 7749 kinds of small magical powers, and later by my Buddha crossed, the beast actually also recited the Buddha's name with his hands folded in his hands, and since then he has ascended to Bliss, not asking about the mortal dust.
A phantom figure of the Buddha emerged from behind the golden lion, with two boys, one fat and one thin, on his side. The Buddha in the middle does not show his true face, only a faint golden light, recites the Buddha's name, and caresses the top of the golden lion's head. I saw the soft golden mangs jumping on the lion's body, in this moonlit white night is particularly magical, the Buddha's phantom and the fat and thin boy all disappeared, but there is a lotus flower falling, there is a faint and elegant lotus fragrance between the red glow, the Sanskrit singing sounds, it is really like a scene of the gods and Buddhas coming into the world.
It's just that the Buddha has already left, and the golden lion has low eyebrows and eyes and a gentle expression, and he actually spits out people's words, and his voice is gentle and good, and he said: "Thank you for your success, I shouldn't fight for this cause and effect, and I hope to forgive my sins." After saying that, he jumped onto the lotus seat and sank into the depths of the dragon's back, but the back of the sword was a little hasty after all.
Ye Ku was already a little sober at this time, and sneered in his heart, if this golden lion was really repentant and greedy, then why did he leave with embarrassment? That words only sounded in his heart, and the white snake only saw the vision of the golden lion's body manifest and stepped on the lotus, only thinking that it had gained benefits, and that little hesitation was also smoothed out, leaving only greed.
The dark blue snake letter was rolled up, and the leaves withered were swallowed whole! The snow-white snake body floated a strange red word, and the white snake still didn't realize it, and there was an unconcealed ecstasy in the narrow snake pupils, and he flicked his tail away, almost mad.
In the silent night, only the moonlight is still sprinkled, and it is the same for eternity.
Where there is no wind, bend the eyebrows.
A low flute sound floated from this night, and above this distant peak, there was a white shadow, and the horizontal flute blew through, revealing a quiet and elegant atmosphere. The shadow is as ethereal as smoke, the flute sound seems to be hanging, and it seems to be a gust of spring breeze, the mess is no longer wrecked, the plants and trees break the ground and sprout, open the branches and leaves, and the song is played again, it is a verdant scene, thriving.
"Don't come to harm's way. ”
The white shadow seems to be a fairy, leaving only a low groan, the eyes are as cold as water, and then in a blink of an eye, there is nothing on the peak, like a dream.