The roar of the big snake seemed to fill the heavens and the earth, and countless small snakes were slapped to death by the fingers and claws of the branches and leaves of the peach tree, but new small snakes were born in a steady stream.

These little snakes crawled on the peach tree like locusts and gnawed at them, and at the same time, they also wrapped the Daoist and Qin Fengge in it, and the situation was already in danger.

In the dimly lit temple, the scroll that Huang Zhong had enshrined on the altar suddenly swayed slightly.

Huang Zhong and the others had already opened it and seen it, it seemed to be Li Qing's pen practice, not a painting, just countless brush words.

There are many words, but they are all one "mountain" character.

Those words, the shape of the character is reversed, the limbs are divided and scattered, there are golden scripts, pictograms, seal characters, regular scripts, official scripts, and line books. The strokes are sometimes standardized and rigorous, the knots are square, sometimes thin and straight like a blade, sometimes smooth and majestic, the cloth is white and comfortable, sometimes sparse and inconsistent, and the staggered is free.

Countless characters are arranged on a scroll, densely packed, like a child scribbling.

At this time, there was a storm outside, and there were demons and demons, and these words suddenly swam on the scroll, and the scroll shone under the cover of the temple's lantern.

That scroll is the thing that has been worshiped by incense for five hundred years in the Journey to the West world, and has carried the body of the painting demon.

There are three kinds of magic powers directly related to the word mountain.

Mountain, Xuanya. Xuan refers to the earth's qi, Xuan qi disperses, gives birth to all things, has stones and is high, and the peaks rise together, which is called the mountain.

Li Qing has never been to Mount Tai in the real world, he doesn't know how his creation Zhong Shenxiu, and what kind of majestic style it is to see the small mountains, he has only seen one mountain, or rather, a mountain range.

Dense and continuous, strange and elegant, stretching for 800 miles, there are also dangerous peaks protruding, such as perching on the clouds.

The words on the scroll are like small black tadpoles, constantly swimming, and gradually turning into a splashed ink freehand landscape, rubbing and dyeing, and the brushwork and ink rhyme are natural.

The scroll flew out of the temple, the wind and clouds surged in the sky, and the wind and clouds turned into an illusory mountain in the sky, that is, eight hundred miles of Qiyun Mountain!

The mountain is full of wind and rain, and this wind and rain is different from the evil wind and evil rain that the great serpent rolls around. The mountains gently rise and fall, like the earth's veins swallowing and breathing, there are mountain winds and mountain rains falling, evil winds and evil rains are constantly assimilated, countless little snakes are falling on the body by the wind and rain, and they have turned into black smoke and dispersed, and the peach trees are falling on the body by the wind and rain, like spring rain giving birth to all things, and the corroded branches are all intact.

The ground sprouts, and everything grows.

"Also~ There is really a magic weapon!" Qin Fengge and a Taoist looked at this scene dumbfounded.

Huang Zhong's figure appeared on the peach tree, looked up at this scene in the sky, and said, "No, this is not a magic weapon, but it is not wrong to say that it is a magic weapon, what remains on the scroll should be the teacher's magic intention." ”

"French and Yi?"

Qin Fengge and a Daoist looked at the illusory mountain range hanging down a piece of divine light, and under the washing of the divine light, the big snake gradually let go of its body from the peach tree, raised its head and hissed.

"The Thunder Sword that Kui Wolf turned into before was achieved with a wisp of Thunder True Intent. Huang Zhong closed his eyes, what he didn't tell the two of them was that at this time, a mountain appeared in the depths of his spiritual platform, and the mountain was undulating and lush, turning into tiny runes that kept flowing in his heart, "This is, the meaning of the mountain!"

Huang Zhong was immersed in it, and the French and Italian layers were layered, wave after wave, and he couldn't extricate himself.

The serpent suddenly let out a violent roar, its tail slammed into the ground, and its twisted and hovering body soared into the air, crashing towards the mountains in the sky.

Huang Zhong was awakened by this big snake, and the divine body that had already cast the god position couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, the Tao was not enough, once he was addicted to the Dharma and couldn't hold himself, it would be a Taoist end.

The big snake hit the mountain headlong, and a roar sounded between the heavens and the earth, and the mountain was crumbling, and the big snake fell from the air, and the huge snake head was dripping with blood.

Seeing that the big snake was gathering momentum again, Huang Zhong's eyes flashed.

In the land within a radius of ten miles under the jurisdiction of the gods, all living beings have a divine voice in their minds, "The big snake is fierce and incurable, and if I want to get rid of this monster, I still need your fellow villagers to help me." ”

Huang Zhong's figure flashed, and he took the scroll in his hand, and a huge peach blossom grew on the peach tree, holding Huang Zhong in it.

Huang Zhong sat cross-legged, with a divine light on his body, and the illusory mountains in the sky were slightly condensed, "Please also ask the villagers to help me!"

The village is full of chickens and dogs, and these rural people have always felt that the words of the reappearance of the aura revival Dao are very far away from them, at most they are gossip and gossip powers, yearning for being able to awaken and turn over, expressing their feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred.

When I woke up from a dream, I still had to live my life, firewood, rice, oil, salt, coarse tea and light rice, and spend the rest of my life in peace.

This is the first time I've seen the legendary youkai god fighting in reality, and even for some people who are unlucky, it's the last time.

The so-called revival of Reiki is a blessing and a great blessing for those practitioners. But for these ordinary people who yearn for a stable life, it is a disaster.

Although he knew that the so-called aura revival could not bring any changes to his life, for the descendants of Yan and Huang who grew up listening to mythological stories, who did not yearn for immortals?

It's a pity that those myths and stories exaggerate the vast magical powers of the gods, subduing demons and subduing demons, and the merits are immeasurable, and how many people really realize that what kind of catastrophe has happened to the people under the poison of demons?

Now that the real catastrophe is coming, the endless fear is like a dark haze, covering everyone's hearts, and the people who are pressed are speechless.

The big snake kept hitting the mountains in the sky, and the sense of panic continued to spread in people's hearts, Huang Zhong sat on the peach blossom, holding a scroll in his hand, and divine blood overflowed from his mouth, "Please help me!"

Huzi and Tingting were held in the arms of Li Wenwu and his wife and shrunk in a dark corner.

"Dad, did you hear me? It's Xiao Huang's voice. ”

Li Wenwu didn't speak, and he was almost out of breath because of his depressed anxiety.

"It's Xiao Huang's voice!" Tingting opened her big eyes, "He seems to want us to help." ”

"How can I help?"

Tingting said in a milky voice, "Uncle Qing told us a story, do you remember?"

The eyes of the two little ones lit up, and one of them was full of divine light, and roared at the top of their voices, "Please kill this demon by the land god!"

Li Wenwu wanted to cover the child's mouth, Li Wenxiu pulled his arm, tears came out of his eyes, and the two children shouted, "Please land god behead this demon!"

Li Wenwu looked at the mother and son, laughed silently, wiped away his tears, pulled out the firewood knife pinned to his waist, kicked open the door, and shouted to the sky, "Please kill this demon by the land god!"

The voice spread from afar, Qin Fengge and a Taoist vaguely heard something, smiled at each other, walked all over his body, and roared at the top of his voice, "Please kill this demon by the land god!"

In the village within a radius of ten miles, the locked door suddenly opened, and looking down from the sky, dense figures came out, "Please land god behead this demon!"

The sky kills, and the dragon and snake rise to land. People kill the machine, the world repeats!

Huang Zhong, who was sitting on the peach blossom, suddenly had a divine light rising to the sky on his body, and the illusory mountains in the sky condensed, turning into a huge rune, pressing down on the big snake.

Looking from the ground, it was obviously a huge "mountain" character.

Let the big snake roar wildly, and as soon as the mountain law falls, there is a divine light that shines brightly, and the neighing sound is endless.

But in a moment, the dark clouds dispersed, the sun rose and the sun was shining, the big snake was gone, the sea of clouds was churning, and it was only a white expanse that was really clean!