Wind and Smoke Cage Northwest Happiness in Liaodong Chapter 10 Three Inches of Green (2)
Nalan Su's sword qi rolled, and the dense black vines suddenly spread out, revealing the torch. She rolled over with a harrier, picked up the torch with her hand, and then spun around in the air and fell back to where Song Duanyu was standing.
She took a match from her bosom, relit it, and threw it into the sea of black vines that had accumulated like dark clouds.
The sea of black vines instantly turned into a sea of fire, making a "zizz" sound. Nalan Su looked at the sea of fire and let out a sigh, "I finally escaped." ”
At this moment, the colored streamer on the altar's three-story platform stopped swimming, and after a moment of stagnation, it suddenly disappeared. When the sea of fire burned out, the entire altar was darkened, and only the torches in Naransu's hands remained—sporadic firelight.
Song Duanyu was puzzled, "What's going on?"
"It's dawn," Naransu said, "This 'sound charm' has a habit of finding a place to hide as long as it is daylight. ”
"So strange", Song Duanyu put his hand on his chin, "Why is this?"
"Don't ask so much," Naransu said, pointing to the third floor of the altar, "We're going to go up to the third floor of the altar, where there is a mechanism to go up." ”
"What do you mean?" asked Song Duanyu.
Nalan Su smiled, "This 'Xuanwu Vault' is actually a tower. As he spoke, he stepped on the blackvines on the ground and walked towards the altar.
Hearing this, Song Duanyu was still confused by the second monk at first, and after thinking about it, he patted his head and said, "This 'Xuanwu Secret Vault is actually embedded' in the small heavy mountain?"
"Count you smart," Naransu replied with a smile.
It wasn't a lot of trouble to climb the altar, and it took about a cup of tea for the two of them to climb to the third floor of the altar.
"Where's that 'sound charm'?" asked Song Duanyu.
Nalan Su pointed his finger to the east side, and Song Duanyu followed Nalan Su's finger to look, only to see a faint silver light on the wall of the underground palace.
"She's dormant, don't disturb her, or it will be more troublesome. Nalan Su admonished.
"How do we get up," Song Duanyu asked.
"Look at your feet," Nalan Su said, squatting down and touching the ball beside Song Duanyu, "This thing is the organ that controls the ladder, and it must be injected with internal force." ”
Song Duanyu squatted down, took a deep breath, and put his hands on the ball.
"Why, you have learned the method of luck", Nalan Su watched Song Duanyu put his hand on the ball familiarly, and knew at a glance that Song Duanyu had also practiced a good luck method, "It seems that Zhang Zitang is very good to you, and even the "Pure Heart Formula" has been passed on to you." It's no wonder that when I was affected by that 'sound charm' just now, you were extremely sober, and it seems that you have cultivated this set of methods. ”
When he said this, Naransu's expression was a little complicated. Originally, she thought that this Song Duanyu was Zhang Zitang's child, but now it seems that it is not, firstly because Song Duanyu can drive that overlord Yao, and secondly, because this "Pure Heart Technique" is that person's exercise, and only his direct descendants can cultivate. There were too many secrets involved in the events of that year, and she didn't really know it.
"Cultivate well, this 'Pure Heart Recipe' has something to do with the 'Xuanwu Secret Collection'," Nalan Su said.
After a while, a cold light flashed above the two of them, and then a giant sword glowing with a faint green light fell.
"Stop", Nalan Sujiao shouted and hurriedly withdrew. Song Duanyu also withdrew his hand, seeing that the dark green giant sword was pressed against the center of the round ball that was already full of the true qi of the two of them in the moment when the two of them closed their hands!
At this moment, the brilliance bloomed. Song Duanyu looked down and clearly saw that the lifelike beasts and monsters on the altar disc under his feet emitted a pale green light.
At this time, I don't know where to float from the bursts of Sanskrit singing,
"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will bloom with the peach blossoms. ”
Song Duanyu raised his head and looked at the hollow and deep darkness, as if a familiar and unfamiliar voice was not far away—where he could touch his hand, or where his eyes could reach, calling him.
At this time, Nalan Su suddenly said, "Boy, have you ever heard of the legend of the Blue Emperor?"
Song Duanyu shook his head, "Emperor Qing?" ”
Every summer on June 6, Beilong City will set off fireworks in the city, which is the top priority of the people in the city for a year. The bard who once passed by the North Courtyard wrote a poem and praised, "I don't see the spring breeze in the North Garden, but I see the fire trees and silver flowers." ”
In the General's Mansion in the Northern Dragon City, Qiu Donghai and the man carrying the axe sat on the ground by the lotus pond in the backyard of the General's Mansion.
The man carrying the axe did not say a word, because the man in front of him did not speak, and he could not speak.
"Ziyan, do you know why there is only one lotus in this lotus pond", Qiu Donghai looked at the golden lotus in the lotus pond that was asked for from the purple pond in Huizhou.
"This", the man carrying the axe was stunned. His name is Hu Ziyan, he grew up in Beilong City since he was a child, and later joined the army, and made many military achievements in the army.
"General, this question can be answered even if it is asked to a three-year-old child in the city", Hu Ziyan touched the back of his head and replied uncertainly, "Our Northern Dragon City is located in the northwest border, remote and dry, and it is not suitable for the growth of this lotus flower at all." ”
Qiu Donghai smiled, "Yes." But if there are two plants, they will compete with each other for not many nutrients, and in the end, none of them will survive?"
He turned to Hu Ziyan and smiled slightly, "Your eldest brother has already started to act, why did he come back this time?" ”
Hu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The eldest brother has entered the 'door of death' in the underground palace. This time I came back because the situation had changed. ”
He informed Qiu Donghai that Song Duanyu was brought into the underground palace by Nalan Su at the 'Gate of Death'.
"Oh, did you see it with your own eyes?" asked Qiu Donghai, a subtle look flashing across his old face. The man's child actually entered the 'door of death' in the underground palace, and he didn't know how to make a choice for a while.
After a long time, Qiu Donghai sighed, turned around and stared at Hu Ziyan, "Do you dare to guarantee that that person's child has really entered the 'door of death'?"
"Big brother's Tianwu has been hovering at the entrance of the underground palace, and there will be no mistake. ”
"There are people from Huizhou, so it's better to plan it, you lead the people from Huizhou into the underground palace, someone will answer you, remember what I just told you, think about it." ”
"Obey", Hu Ziyan gave an order, and then retreated.
On this day, when the sun was in full bloom, a group of people left the north courtyard and went in the direction of Qingyang Town.
The dust kicked up by the galloping horses could be seen in the fine particles in the hot sun, as if you could recognize the person with a different style even on a windless and moonless night.
Qiu Donghai looked at the departing horse team, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth. Compared with Brother Hu Ziyan, Qiu Donghai prefers Hu Ziyan because he is obedient.