Chapter 110: Tianyan is in the coffin
After all, Li Qinglian is very interested in Tianyan grass, and I heard that Rose said that it is a grass seed that has fallen out of the long river of time!
Naturally, it is extremely rare, but I want to see the power of Tianyan, if it is true, then it will not help him much......
was looked at viciously by Li Qinglian, and the black crow couldn't help but tremble: "I didn't eat it...... The main thing is that you can't bite ......"
Rubbing the swollen beak, the black crow looked helpless, and that day Yancao didn't know where it came from, and he took a bite and swollen his beak!
He knew what kind of muscles and bones he had in his heart! The leaves of the grass that day were too hard......
Li Qinglian is full of black lines, and the emotional crow is really moving?
Looking at the golden pool that the crow took out of his arms reluctantly, the rushing spiritual tide washed the ground up, flying sand and stones, so it was terrifying, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the small world was increased a lot......
Taking over the golden pond and looking at the emerald green Tianyan grass in it, Li Qinglian's eyes were full of solemnity, the legend may be true!
He felt a strong power of time on the Tianyan grass, beyond the heaven and earth, not in the five elements, the hazy power enveloped the entire Tianyan grass, as if it was far away in the sky, and it was separated by an endless river of time.
But it's right at hand......
"Good things...... Li Qinglian muttered with a smile, and didn't care about the black crows chasing the spiritual herbs and herbs all over the ground, turned around and walked into the back hall of the main hall.
Zhou Wending, who was eyeing him outside, didn't care about it at all, with the wisdom of Guan Lao, plus the big master of Rose, could he really do it?
In the back hall, the Tianyan grass was placed in front of him, and the emerald green light reflected the green of the entire back hall, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
The palm of his hand had just entered the enveloping range of the power of time, and an amazing scene occurred, only to see that his palm was aging rapidly!
In a breath, it has become as old as a chicken's claws, and its skin is inelastic, but it has become extremely immature in an instant, as small and delicate as a baby's small hands......
In the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life, old age, sickness and death flashed in his eyes, but Li Qinglian didn't care about it.
Everything was just an illusion formed by the power of time, and his hand was still the same as when it was first stretched in, but under the shroud of the power of time, he saw the scene of years and years ago......
"There are really some doorways!" Li Qinglian muttered, after all, the Dao of Time is the most inscrutable existence, except for the Dao, everything is under its shroud, everywhere.
Nothing can escape time!
Touching the tender Tianyan grass leaves, it is slightly cool to start, extremely silky, and there is a feeling of touching the warm jade......
But he had an unreal feeling, and the Tianyan grass he touched in his hand didn't seem to be the Tianyan grass now, but the Tianyan grass from I don't know how long ago.
It feels strange that when it comes to the Avenue of Time, everything is so difficult to control......
"Evolve the future, I want to see how my Li Qinglian's future ......" The corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, and his divine sense suddenly spit out, and he walked towards the heavenly grass shroud.
In an instant, as if he felt the touch of Li Qinglian's divine sense, an inexplicable power was derived from the Tianyan grass, which instantly enveloped his body......
It was as if something in the body had been moved, and countless transparent silk threads were wrapped around Li Qinglian's life soul, extending from the void for an unknown distance!
The thin threads are crystal clear, some are extremely thick, but some are as thin as silk, and the breath revealed in them made Li Qinglian feel shocked: "Cause and effect silk!"
The thin lines of crystal light are the threads of cause and effect, which are ethereal things, the reincarnation of cause and effect, even the immortals can't figure it out, and they can't see it.
At this moment, under the influence of Tianyan Cao, Li Qinglian's causal thread was fully revealed......
A strong force of cause and effect fed back from the silk threads, and for a while, the power of time that shrouded Tianyan grass burst out, and the entire back hall was trembling, and the power of time gushed out, as if it had opened a gap in the long river of time.
I saw that the entire back hall of the main hall instantly seemed to have passed millions of years, with dust all over the place, the walls peeling off, and then collapsing......
And Li Qinglian was a flower in her eyes, and the world around her was shattered and turned into nothingness!
The next moment, what he saw made his heart shrink.
In a boundless ancient forest, black clouds cover the moon, and ancient trees reach the sky, but at this moment, there is an endless howl of sorrow.
In the center of the ancient forest, endless blood rushed into the sky, and countless monks swarmed up like ants, shouting and killing to the sky, and the Dao Law destroyed the earth in a desperate way!
That familiar blood-colored robe is none other than the Blood Cloud Cultivators!
"Boom!"
With a loud sound of sword roaring, a chilling sword light was a thousand feet long, rising into the sky like a mountain, shattering the void and cutting countless monks into flesh......
With one sword, no less than 100 people died!
The cold white in the field was so conspicuous.
I saw a young man in the field, dressed in a black robe, in his early twenties, with a cold expression, and his face was as sharp as a knife, but at this moment, his lips were tight, and his eyebrows were full of sadness......
The figure is incomparably long, with broad shoulders and broad back, holding a broken sword, and looking faintly at the cultivators in the field! Under his feet there is already a mountain of corpses dozens of feet high, and blood is flowing for a long time!
But with one person, the thousands of monks who killed him were discouraged, but his body was filled with an incomparably heavy twilight aura, like a person in the twilight......
The black robe was already stained red with blood, and there were nine black nails three inches long stuck in the backbone, and the foul-smelling black blood flowed for a long time!
"Today, don't stop me, otherwise don't blame me for not talking about the past......" A low and magnetic voice came out of the man's mouth, resounding throughout the audience, but there was no trace of killing intent in it, but it was full of sadness and gloom!
Li Qinglian looked at this scene in a daze, opened her mouth, but didn't say a word......
The sword-wielding man in the field was so familiar, with white hair fluttering, and on his cheeks like a knife, the blood and tears were so conspicuous!
If it weren't for Li Qinglian, who else would there be?
But I don't know how many years later, he has grown up in the picture, but he is only seven years old now......
When Li Qinglian wanted to understand, the picture in front of her was suddenly shattered and replaced with the next picture!
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Creation Taoism is a sea of green bamboo and lotus at the moment, under the familiar stone cliff, there are countless monks, none of them speak, and even the sound of breathing is low to the limit!
The first person was Bu Yunmad, and more than a dozen soul-snatchers behind him were lined up, looking at the stone cliff with a solemn face......
I saw that there is a black sarcophagus on the stone cliff at this moment, the sarcophagus is simple, square, and it is engraved with countless dense patterns, exuding the meaning of eternal immobility!
Its weight, the void of pressure is all cracked, but at this moment, on the edge of the coffin, there is a black crow, and the same thing is deeply condensed in the coffin without saying a word.
I saw a person lying in the coffin, it was Li Qinglian with white hair, but at the moment there was no human color on her face, pale and scary, that was the color of the corpse!
His whole body was wrapped in heavy bandages, and the bandages were flashing with endless fairy patterns, and traces of blood seeped out through the bandages, gathering into a small pool under his body......
If it weren't for the bandage wrap, it is estimated that his body would have been out of human shape at this moment, there was no breath of life around him, the dantian was silent, the fire of life was extinguished, his heart was shattered, and his blood was stagnant, obviously he was dead and could not die anymore.
Li Qinglian looked at this scene but was stunned, and then her eyes were red, which were full of bloodshots, looking at herself lying in the coffin, but it was cold from head to toe......
How is it possible! I haven't stepped out of the Duguang Realm, I haven't conquered the Three Thousand Dao Realms, and I haven't ...... yet Fight the sky, how can you fall, how can you fall, how can you die!
But everything in front of me is too real, and the real can't be more real!
Qianlong is wearing a white dress at the moment, even the white dress is also stained with blood, lying on the side of the coffin, her pretty face is pale, and the tears of the bean size can't stop falling on Li Qinglian's bloodless face......
"Didn't you say you'd come back alive...... Can...... But why is this happening...... You must be lying to me, get up, get up and talk......"
Chitaki cried in a trembling voice, grabbing Li Qinglian's shoulder with her bare hand and shaking it gently, but she didn't get a response......
"Uh......h Whining...... You lie to me! Lie to me......" Chitaki choked up and couldn't speak, tears blurred the world, but Li Qinglian couldn't hear all this.
"Alas...... Close the coffin!"
The heavy coffin lid was heavily covered, and regardless of the crying Qianlong, the black crow's body instantly melted, and its body was as big as a cloud hanging from the sky, I don't know how many thousands of miles!
The claws clasped the sarcophagus tightly, and the wind blew up between the wings, blowing the green bamboo forest endlessly, like thunder Peng rushing to the sky, grabbing the sarcophagus and disappearing.
Chitaki was the only one left in the same place, sitting there in a daze, grasping empty-handed, as if he wanted to catch something, but there was nothing in his hands......
The picture shattered and turned again!
This is a land where no grass grows, the sky is full of clouds, and the air is filled with gray haze......
On the other side, there is a place of green mountains and green waters, verdant and verdant, birds singing, water flowing dingdong, a landscape painting, but it is in stark contrast to the lack of grass!
At the foot of the green mountain, there is a bamboo house, it has just rained, the mountains are filled with a heavy mist, and the crystal rain flows down from the roof, making a loud noise......
At the door of the bamboo house, there was an old mother-in-law standing with a rickety figure, just standing there motionless, looking through the mountains, looking at the grassless land through the gaps in the mountains.
In front of the bamboo house, it is full of lotus flowers, and the cyan buds are covered with morning dew, and the breeze blows, swaying, and it looks like a bud is waiting to be released.
The silver bell tied around the old woman's wrist and an orchid hairpin inserted between her gray hair were so conspicuous.