Chapter 1201 Turning the Cave Mansion Journey to the West Restarts
West Niu Hezhou, chaotic stone mountain blue wave pool.
In the cave, there are thousands of pavilions, the pavilions are deep, they are connected everywhere, and they twist and turn. It can be vaguely seen, the stone wall hangs water, the mountains and rocks are craggy, the big cranes dance in the bamboo forest of Meihai, and the deer is reflected under the flowers and trees. There is also sparse rain, in front of the forest, under the stones, in the lake, between the skirts, fainting the paddle wheel, shaking the crisp sound, and the shadow can be seen. At this time, the rainbow hangs down from the sky, the sky is polar, the vast and bright, the upper shaking Zhou Tianxingdou, the lower is depressed, the middle is clasped with layers of rings, engraved with demon patterns on it, telling the history of the demon clan since ancient times, heavy, strong, domineering, arrogant. Billions of demon sounds fall, every moment, every quarter of an hour, every day, etc., etc., etc., containing the power of heavenly demons, surrounding back and forth, transforming true and void, and suppressing all.
Under the agitation of heaven and earth, the entire cave is transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and is rising, to become the most dazzling pearl in the bright crown of Xiniu Hezhou!
The red child is still the size of a child, born with a face like Fu powder, lips painted with Zhu, wearing a splendid war skirt, barefoot, holding a spear with eight flames, the top door is dyed with clouds, like a large area of burning clouds, the five elements of flames are burning, and the surrounding turns are full of a kind of flame, indescribable clear and jade, bright and majestic. He carried a fire-tipped spear, with the true fire of Samadhi in his mouth and nose, faintly, the wonderful sound of the ancient holy emperor came out, the fire of civilization was bursting, the power of merit was rising, and the smoke was curling. Different from the past, the true fire of samadhi not only burns and kills, but also inherits merits and enlightens the holy king.
"Fire Cloud Cave. ”
The red boy's eyes appeared in the indescribable seal text, like a bird not a bird, like an insect not a worm, twists and turns, the style is simple, his little face was full of smiles, muttered to himself, said, "I didn't expect that I named it Huoyun Cave that day, it was not really arbitrary, but there was an arrangement." ”
"Very good. ”
For someone to arrange, Red Boy is not as angry or uneasy as others, this little guy is full of energy, complacent, and not afraid of many benefits.
"Ancient Holy Emperor,"
The vision in the red child's eyes dissipated, he was full of energy, his little face was white and red, and his chubby little feet were stepping on it, and he couldn't wait to shout: Arrange a little more!
The centipede spirit thousand eyes Taoist is sitting in the small pavilion halfway up the mountainside, four green bamboo thousand poles, or three or five zhang high, or only a few inches, the forest green reflects the sky, the breeze blows, the wind blows, it seems to have the sound of the orchestra, slender and far away, long and brittle, echoing in the turn, one after another, again and again, faint with the fragrance of bamboo leaves.
The thousand-eyed Taoist looked at the red child who was dancing with teeth and claws below, and there seemed to be thousands of golden rays on his body, and he was restrained again, waiting for the opportunity, but he couldn't hide the envy between his eyebrows. Originally, he felt that he had good roots, good luck, and a promising future. But as the saying goes, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away. Compared with the red boy below, he is far worse.
But soon, the Thousand Eyes Daoist lost the envy on his face, and only silence remained. Because he thought that although he was not as good as the red boy in terms of qualifications and talents, he could not catch up. After all, there is a "thigh" in front of him, as long as he can hold the dungeon and be appreciated, what gap can be smoothed out.
"Mansion Master, Da Luo Jin Xian. ”
Thinking of this, the heart of the Qianmu Taoist is hot, the tail of the attached Ji is a thousand miles, and the Pan Hongxi is flying all over the world, and he has to work hard.
Bang
At this moment, a magnificent and indescribable qi suddenly descended on the blue wave pool of the rocky mountain, like the great sun in the sky falling into the deep valley of the world, and as if the moon in the sky was all involved in the rippling lake, in an instant, in this piece of time and space, any inch of space was filled with the demonic qi of the sky, the mighty and majestic, and the ancient and heavy.
Thundered
The qi machine fell straight down, seeping into the blue wave pool of the chaotic stone mountain, and the demon voice that seemed to come from the ancients sounded loudly, and each sound contained majesty and was unstoppable.
"The lord of the mansion has returned. ”
"The Mansion Master is back!"
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In the mansion, the red child, the centipede essence thousand-eyed Taoist, the scorpion essence Wu Qian, and others, etc., etc., all of them were overjoyed when they sensed this kind of qi that was more majestic than the sky and deeper than the earth. Some of them cheered, some worshipped to the ground, and the rest of them who were qualified began to go deeper into the mansion.
In the depths of the cave, the ground is paved with the most perfect polished jade, and there are eight patterns of miscellaneous, or the book of heaven, or the book of the ground, or the elephant of the dragon and phoenix, or the inner book of the turtle, dragon, fish and bird, or the outer book contained in the scale armor feathers, or the ghost book, or the midsummer book of the grass art cloud seal, or the Rongyi book of the insect-like person, or the same ancient words, or the same ancient words, the charm and color are intertwined, and the collision is halogenic. In the distance, the dragon on the copper pillar is a pearl, and the golden phoenix on the Danliang spreads its wings and blooms brightly.
On the jade table, the bronze three-legged incense burner is smoking, wisps of it, rising in a curling way, condensing but not dispersing, diffusing the surroundings into a kind of cold and gloomy. Mixed with the mottled pine color that came in diagonally from outside the window, the mottled colors became colorful.
Behind the jade table, there is a throne, on the back of the chair, richly decorated, decorated with reliefs and paintings, layer upon layer, layer upon layer, as if different time and space penetrated, the faint and deep light unfolded, and it was like a thousand strange eyes, looking down on the heavens and all the worlds coldly.
I don't know when, in the main hall, there was an inexplicable cry, which seemed to be able to make the heavens tremble, and then, ten bird heads poked down, gathered like a ring, indifferent.
Ding dong
The treasure bell hanging in the hall rings, the bell body is bronze, engraved with words, the wisps of purple and green are thick, and the king is in the world. In the bell, Li Yuanfeng appeared out of thin air and sat on the throne.
After Li Yuanfeng returned to the cave, his gaze stared and fell on the mysterious time and space affected by the East Emperor Bell or the Chaos Bell. There, the golden glow is scorching, the flames are raging, the vast Sanskrit sound is penetrating, and there is even more heavenly demon power and the aura of the Xuanwu Snake, one after another. It's just that all the power is contaminated with a layer of chaotic color, and the melodious bells are up and down, one after another, so that time and space return to chaos from time to time, and then open the sky.
Li Yuanfeng saw it in his eyes and sneered a few times, just like himself, even if the Great Sun Rulai, Guanzi and others who were in an advantageous position in the competition for the Eastern Emperor Bell were now retreating, leaving only the incarnation and doppelganger in that time and space. The reason is very simple, there is a chaotic war situation in that time and space now, and the Donghuang Bell has not yet been completely born, so it is impossible to master it in a short period of time, and the present world is in the era, and the great changes have started, and every second counts, how can it be dragged there? Everyone has a consensus that to compete for the innate treasure of the Donghuang Bell, it is necessary to wait for the evolution of the era.
"It's a pity, it's a pity,"
When Li Yuanfeng thought of this, he felt very pity and regret. If it weren't for the fact that he exposed the Donghuang Bell he found in advance in order to prevent the robbery, he would have had every opportunity to slowly attack it in the future, and it would be very possible to really get this innate treasure in his hands. Instead of being like now, when the heroes are competing with each other, it is difficult to have results. Just think about it, without the detonation of the Eastern Emperor Bell, how could there be the successful evolution of the foundation of the world?
"It's not without gains. ”
Li Yuanfeng's mind was introduced, and above his top door, the phantom of the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly appeared, and the simple seal inscription on the bell appeared, exuding the power of the innate treasure, he smiled and dispersed it.
"Let's start Journey to the West again. ”
Li Yuanfeng heard footsteps outside, and then saw the figure coming in, but the sound was not loud.