Chapter Eighty-Four: Ten Thousand Years of Time to Meet the Dead
In the starry sky, Ye Yuan and Dream Duck glanced at each other and nodded slightly.
This time he made a gesture of invitation to the old man.
The old man returned the salute with a smile, then turned around to lead the way, and the two followed.
I don't know how long I walked, but a huge tree suddenly appeared in the starry sky.
Night Wish and Dream Duck looked at it with some surprise, feeling that this tree was somewhat familiar.
The old man led the two to the branch.
Dream Duck casually dragged a leaf over and sniffed it, only then did he realize that this tree was clearly the Royal Star Tree of the Sky Road.
"It's... How is this possible..."
Mengyang was speechless for a moment in shock.
The Three Dao Era has disappeared without knowing it, and the origin of the world has been muddy, and there is actually a star tree in the cave sky in this painting.
Ye Yuan had already followed the old man out of a few steps, and saw that the dream duck did not follow, so he turned his head to look, and saw that the dream duck was so surprised, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Princess, what's wrong?"
Dream Duck was fascinated, and without squeaking, he handed the leaf to Ye Yuan, and said in a daze, "Smell and see." ”
Ye Yuan saw that there was something wrong with the dream duck, worried that it was the cause of the leaves, so he secretly opened the barrier, cautiously leaned over and sniffed it, and then frowned slightly: "It seems... Where did you smell it..."
Although both of them were people of that era, Ye Yuan himself had a low status, and he had only been to Cangkong Road once or twice, although he had seen the Sky Tree, he had only seen it from a distance, and he had never walked in and smelled it, and he was not very familiar with the appearance or taste.
The dream duck stared at the night wish and asked mysteriously, "Where have you smelled my potted plants?"
She has a small potted plant in her house, which is planted with seedlings of the Yukong tree, and although they are seedlings, they are also floating in the air.
"Ah, yes, it's the bonsai, the one that can fly. ”
Being reminded by the dream duck, Ye Yuan suddenly realized, and then he was also shocked, looking at the giant tree and muttering: "That little sapling's kind has been preserved?! Can it grow so big?!"
"I'm the Sky Tree... Without the immortal clan's method, it can't grow..."
The dream duck also looked at the giant tree and muttered.
Night Wish became more and more incredulous, pointed to the giant tree and opened his mouth, but did not speak for a long time.
"Well, this is also the Sky Tree..."
"There is no immortal clan to cultivate it personally... It's not going to grow like this..."
Ye Yuan's face was frightened, he knew the cruelty of the immortals, if there were really immortals alive, then sooner or later this world would encounter a catastrophe.
"Hehehe, the two of you stopped, but do you know this tree?"
Seeing that the two did not follow, the old man turned back and asked with a smile.
Mengyang hurriedly calmed down and responded with a smile: "Hehe, old man, I once read an ancient book, which records that there is a strange tree, which is said to be majestic like a mountain and walks with the stars. ”
"I have always thought it is ridiculous, how can there be such a tree in the world, when I see it today, I believe that the tree in the record is real..."
The old man laughed when he heard this.
"Hahaha, majestic like a mountain... Walking with the stars.."
"Yes, yes, it's just right to describe this old fellow. ”
"Hehehe, two immortals, this tree is called the Yukong Tree, and it was planted by my master himself. ”
"There is nothing wrong with what you see in the book. ”
"There's nothing wrong with not just about the tree, it's about the legendary era. ”
After the old man finished speaking, he made another gesture of please, and said with a smile: "Two, the family teacher is already waiting, please come with me, when I see the family teacher, the old slave is taking the two of you around to watch." ”
Dream Duck and Night Wish nodded, and walked with the old man to the depths of the giant tree again.
After walking for a long time, the three of them came to the trunk of the tree.
And he saw a wooden door carved out of the trunk of the tree.
The old man stepped forward to open the wooden door, and led the two of them in, and as soon as they entered the door, they immediately became different.
In front of it is a long verandah, under which is clear water, on the surface of which there are various kinds of lotus flowers, and under the surface of the water are swimming fish of different colors and sizes.
Looking up again, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is like washing, as if you are in a garden, you can't see that you are in a giant tree.
Mengyang watched as she walked, and her heart became more and more shocked, the surrounding scenery and the style of the verandah made her feel a sense of déjà vu.
As he walked, Yeyuan kept an eye on the dream duck, and the more shocked she became, the more frightened he became.
Cangkong Dao, the Immortal Clan, that in the Three Dao Era, it was the nightmare of their low-level source spirits.
The three of them walked for a while, and in the distance they saw a pavilion appear in front of them.
The dream duck looked at it from a distance, and his heart moved, and a pavilion appeared in his memory in his heart.
Cangkong Road, the imperial city emperor's house, there is a small pavilion in the harem verandah, carved clouds and painted red, very chic.
There is a plaque on the pavilion, which is the three words "Yunhongliu" written by everyone she invited famous people in the world to give to a favorite concubine in the harem.
As the three of them walked, the pavilion got closer and closer, and Mengyang became more and more shocked in his heart, and his steps became more and more unsteady.
The carved clouds... The red... This pavilion... This pavilion...
The pavilion was close at hand, and an ancient plaque hung on it, and the dream duck stiffened his head and looked at the plaque.
Cloud Rainbow Flow...
Mengyang was stunned on the spot, and it was difficult to move an inch.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it... Thousands of years have passed, and Yunhong has left the deceased..."
"Princess Mengyang, it's been a long time. ”
In the pavilion stood a man in white, looking like he was twenty or thirty years old, with a tall figure and a delicate face, and greeted Mengyang heartily.
Mengyang looked at the person in front of her blankly, her heart was beating wildly, she really knew this person.
Yihong, the son of the Marquis of Beijing in Cangkong Road.
"Mengyang has seen Shizi, I didn't expect to see Shizi here, it's a miracle. ”
Mengyang came back to his senses, bowed his hand, and forcibly greeted Yihong calmly.
"Hahaha, as the princess said, miracles, really miracles. ”
"Come, come, princess, please take a seat. ”
"Manager Chang, make a pot of rainbow cloud leaves, the princess Mengyang is here, and she will be entertained well. ”
Liuhong Yunye is a kind of spiritual tea unique to Cangkong Dao, even in Cangkong Dao, it can be called a masterpiece, and the Yunhong Flow also alludes to this superb spiritual tea.
The old man listened, bowed his body, but did not leave, but said embarrassedly: "Lord Shizi... The rainbow clouds... It's not much more... I want the old slave to say... Let's change to other spiritual teas..."
Yihong listened, his face immediately became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Manager Chang, this is the master of the world, Princess Mengyang, is a distinguished guest, how can you be so sloppy and lose my face, can you afford it?"
The old man's history trembled, and hurriedly explained: "How dare the old slave snub the distinguished guest and lose the face of the prince, but there are really not many rainbow cloud leaves, if it is a guest, then the prince will have no such tea to enjoy in the future..."
The old man was still explaining, his face was pale, and he shook his hand suddenly, and a silver light flowed out, which seemed to flow out slowly, but in fact, it was instantaneous, flowing between the old man's eyebrows.
A stream of blood gushed out like an arrow, and the old man fell to the ground and died.
"Hahaha, let the princess smile, after thousands of years, these minions don't have a slave anymore, they dare to contradict the master, it's a shame, it's a shame. ”
Yihong laughed and said apologetically to Mengyang.
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