Volume 1, The King's Decree Chapter 42, The Golden Dragon Protects the Soul
"Hiss!" "Hiss!" The pain all over his body was intense, his meridians were disordered and fragmented, his eyes were closed and he couldn't open them, he must have fallen into a cliff, and he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.
How could it be okay? Liu Xiaoyi came to his senses and found that his body was already in chaos, his true qi was stagnant, his blood flow was blocked, his limbs were impassable, and there were many wounds that should have been fatal, but at this time he was wrapped in a viscous liquid.
In a warm and comfortable environment, the wound is numb and crispy, and it is a little itchy. Liu Xiaoyi didn't know that the environment he was in was in a hidden cave on the side of the cliff wall, and the whole person was soaked in the golden pool water, and there were small monkeys holding herbs back and forth and throwing them inside.
The green vines outside the entrance of the cave are intricate, and the little monkeys can use this to lead to various places in the depths of the mountains and forests, where the aura is strong, there are few outsiders, every grass and tree has some spirituality, and the effect of the herbs obtained is also stronger than elsewhere.
There are stone tables and stone benches in the cave, the bed is covered with thick bedding, obviously someone lives here, there are five spacious rooms inside and outside, the innermost pond where Liu Xiaoyi is located, exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, every time there is a few greedy little monkeys stretching out their claws to taste some water, a dragon soul with a golden light will rush out and scare them away.
After a long time, the little monkeys didn't think so, the golden dragon soul had no appearance, and it was not lethal, but they were used as a plaything, jumping on the dragon's back and playing with him.
In the quiet cave, there is a bit of lively vitality, and there are several cranes standing at the entrance of the cave, as if guarding the door of the house, and their slender wings flapping gently from time to time, exchanging emotions with each other's body movements.
Suddenly, a yellow-robed Taoist floated down from above, stood beside the crane on tiptoe, and took out a handful of grass seeds from his arms and fed them to the crane.
"What's going on inside?" the Taoist asked the crane, who just nodded, not knowing what it meant.
The wide cuffs carried the slightly cold wind outside, all the way to the innermost room, and when he saw Liu Xiaoyi who was still sleeping in the pool, the Taoist sighed and said: "Amitayus Fu!"
After taking the dust on the table and shelf, he sat down on the futon in front of the pond, and his mouth was full of words, and he didn't know what scriptures he was reading.
The stars are changing, the sun and the moon are changing, and after a few days and nights outside, the golden dragon soul looks a little tired, but the little monkey sends all kinds of herbs every day, jumping and jumping with joy.
Looking at Liu Xiaoyi's body again, only the torn clothes can prove that he has been seriously injured, and his skin is as white as jade, without any flaws.
The souls that had been slightly damaged during the previous battle were now fully reborn.
The Taoist counted the time, and felt that the time was about the same, so he took the king's sword from the wall, and pointed at the sword body, and the petals flew, making the dull cave shine and add a bit of color.
"The dragon vein is coming!" the Taoist shouted, and the golden dragon soul replied, turning into an unpretentious token and falling into the hands of the Taoist.
It is different from the king's order, the pattern on it is not complete, the Taoist raised his hand and opened his eyes angrily, slapped his palm on the surface of the water, the steaming water vapor blocked the view, and the token was slapped on Liu Xiaoyi's chest by force, and after touching the skin, the whole body was submerged.
The Taoist's hands kept moving, his hands flipped and folded, and he opened his mouth and spit out rolling flames, wrapping the entire pond stone wall, and this burning was another seven hundred and forty-nine hours, even if the Taoist cultivated deeply, his face was also a little pale.
The flames gradually converged and gathered, forming a gossip pattern on Liu Xiaoyi's chest, and in the middle was a small golden dragon beating inside, the gossip diagram sealed the flames, constantly refining the little golden dragon, and the golden breath that steamed out moistened the entire body along the meridians.
When the gossip map stabilized, turned from red to black, and then disappeared, the Taoist's face softened slightly, and he shouted: "Don't wake up yet, when will you stay!"
Liu Xiaoyi heard the sound of thunder in his ears, his thoughts were shocked, he opened his eyes and jumped out of the water, put on a posture to defend against the enemy, looked around, but did not see any enemies, only a yellow-faced old man, who was stroking his beard and looking at himself with a smile.
The Taoist took a clean Taoist uniform for him to change into, and then took a grass futon, and the two sat opposite each other, "What do you want to ask, just ask the poor Dao, you know everything!"
"Dao Chief, I had a strange dream, I dreamed that I fell into a cliff and was injured by a spike, but I woke up and lay in the pool unharmed, this ......" After the light-chasing horse was injured, even the man and the horse fell into the cliff, and the sharp rocks under it penetrated the two, and the dead could not die again, but they were encountered by the yellow-robed Taoist.
"The golden dragon soul protects your life, and there is that quicksand chasing the light horse, and there is actually half a part of the blood of the dragon clan, which keeps your soul alive, and when I found you, your body was already full of holes and dilapidated. ”
The Taoist looked at Liu Xiaoyi, who was wearing a Taoist robe, and this black and white robe fell on him, but he looked handsome and chic, a hundred times more serious than the Taoist himself.
Liu Xiaoyi moved his body and didn't find anything wrong, but what the Taoist said didn't look like nonsense, but it sounded a little bizarre, "How can people come back from the dead?
The Taoist waved his hand and hurriedly interrupted him: "Don't dare to say immortal, I will borrow the golden dragon soul to protect your soul, and then spit out the samadhi true fire to refine the golden dragon soul and hang your life, but it will be as short as three or five months, and it will not be longer than a year, and when the real fire is extinguished and the golden dragon soul breaks free from the shackles, you will die." ”
The soul is far-reaching, not many people in the world can understand the mysteries, the soul is born into the body, once damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair.
"Is there a way to crack that long?" Liu Xiaoyi came back to life, it was not easy, but he calmed down.
"Yes, have you heard of the Nine Seals of Kyushu?" the Taoist asked.
In order to suppress the luck of Kyushu and stabilize the country, the founding emperor of the Iron Dynasty specially visited famous teachers and masters and cast nine big seals, which are now kept in the hands of the sects in each state.
"Yanliang Prefecture belongs to fire, and that fire seal can help you completely refine the golden dragon soul and consolidate the soul. ”
Liu Xiaoyi's face sank, the Kyushu seal is the supreme treasure, each of them is heavily guarded, how can it be used by outsiders? What ordinary chivalrous people can't see, isn't it a fantasy for Taoists to let them be used.
The Taoist took a piece of jade slip, as well as the clothes of the Heavenly King Dao, and handed it to Liu Xiaoyi, "The fire seal is in the Heavenly King Dao, this is the waist card and clothes of the inner disciples, as long as you become the heir of the sect master, the fire seal is not used casually." ”
I wanted to ask again, but I was sent off by the Taoist, pushed and walked to the entrance of the cave, and held on the back of the crane.
The crane spread its wings and rose to the wind, soaring up to 90,000 miles, Liu Xiaoyi sat on its back and asked loudly: "Dao Chief, save my life, please leave a name, and repay it in the future!"
"The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years! Brother Liu, we are destined to meet each other......"
The Taoist turned around and walked into the cave, waved his robe, swept away the things that were applied, shook his body and swaggered away, and disappeared into the dense mountains and forests.