1045 Tianhe
This is a world where spiritual energy is scarce, and although there are many living beings, there are not many cultivators, and there are even many places where living beings are still uncivilized.
Barren land, barren plains, near-depleted lakes, and the presence of predators also make this a forbidden area for human beings.
And today, on this small lake, there are four figures stepping on the breeze, standing in the void.
The four of them are dressed differently and have different appearances, but they all have an elegant posture that is out of the dust.
The emperor's robe on Chen Ziang's body turned into an elegant robe at this time, fluttering in the wind with his long hair. The Beichen Daoist beside him was dressed in formal clothes, with faint thunder flashing around him, and his face was majestic.
On the opposite side are a man and a woman.
The man is handsome, his skin is like jade, his eyes are transparent and clear, he is dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, and he is wearing shoes.
Different from ordinary Buddhist monks, Ouyang was not only handsome, but also had long black hair, although it did not reduce the Zen on his body, but the first time he saw a monk with hair, Chen Ziang swept his eyes many times.
One hundred and eight dark Buddha beads were strung together and were turning freely in his hand, and every time Chen Ziang turned his eyes, he would see that he was smiling lightly at him.
What a monk, such a keen sense!
The woman's hair is combed into a fairy bun, her appearance is beautiful, her temperament is cold, and there is a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, which adds a sense of wonder.
The female crown is dressed up, carrying a sword, and there is a circle of streamers floating around her body, and her eyes reveal the indifference and alienation that people should not approach.
This is Su Miao Zhenjun from the Hidden Sect Miao Zhendao.
The four of them are all the best among the earth immortals, and they naturally didn't come here to enjoy the scenery below.
"Brother Chen, is the entrance really here?"
Ouyang was not only not like a monk with a shaved head, but he also did not have the bearing of a Buddhist monk when he spoke.
He pointed to the lake below, speechless.
"Doesn't seem to be wrong here?"
He has the six spiritual powers of Buddhism, and he is good at analyzing the truth and falsehood of the world, and a pair of Dharma eyes can break through all falsehoods, but he has not noticed anything wrong with the lake below.
Beichen Dao and Su Miao Zhenjun bowed slightly, obviously, they didn't notice anything abnormal.
Unlike mortal monks, people in the Immortal Dao see the world from a strange perspective.
In their eyes, a person does not have past, present, or future changes, but is a collective.
Just as the person in the painting can only see the front of him, but the immortal can see the whole painting.
What mortals see each other is only the state of existence for a moment, but in their eyes, what they see is the strange state of the combination of the person's present, past, and present.
Not just one person, but a kingdom and a world.
In the eyes of the immortals, the birth and destruction of the kingdom are all in one moment, and the world is also ordinary, which is their instinct after transcending the long river of time.
In this case, it is natural to see what is wrong.
"It is indeed here. ”
Chen Ziang silently sensed the gate of heaven in his mind, and the blooming light echoed with the self below.
This time, he didn't intend to enter the world it had arranged through the Heavenly Gate in his mind, but found it.
This is the entrance and the exit.
"Wait a minute!"
At the moment, he stretched forward with one hand, his big hand was opened, and endless aura gathered in his palm.
"Fire!"
"Hoo ......"
A flame turned into a divine dragon shook its head and tail from the palm of its hand, and it rose in the wind, turning into a thousand feet in an instant, and its body was broken, and it was already submerged in the lake below.
"Nourishing ......"
Water and fire are incompatible, and when the two touch, they turn into smoke and steam, and the lake, which is already not very watery, is instantly reduced by one layer.
"Woo......"
Ouyang pursed his lips without pursing his lips, as if he sensed that something was wrong, and his face became solemn.
After a few moments, the fire dragon dissipated, and the water below dried up, revealing the flames below that had roasted the bottom of the lake like glass.
In the midst of the glaze, a palm-sized shattered mirror attracted the attention of the four people above.
In the mirror, there are hidden water waves flowing, and a puddle of water is flowing out from Zhongbobo.
"It's ......"
Beichen Daoren hesitated, seemingly in disbelief.
"It's a fragment of the Haotian Mirror!"
Su Miao Zhenjun's cold voice sounded in his ears, rare with a solemnity.
"The Heavenly Emperor's Treasure, it was also broken?"
Ouyang didn't even gasp.
"Even the Emperor of Heaven doesn't know that he is still there, so what's so strange about the broken Haotian Mirror. ”
Chen Ziang waved his hand.
"So, let's go inside!"
The four of them looked at each other and nodded slowly.
The next moment, there was a flash of inspiration in the field, and the four figures had disappeared in the void, only the shattered mirror surface below was still flowing out of the lake.
"Where is this?"
Ouyang was surrounded by Buddha light, and his eyes looked in all directions with curiosity.
When they enter this realm, they are confronted with a water flow that is not the same as the outside world.
Each drop of water weighs a thousand pounds, and the water is entangled, as if there are several worlds pressing on the body, making people unable to move.
"Let's talk about it later!"
Chen Ziang shook his body, and the supernatural evolution of the hegemonic body to manipulate the flow of water was already thousands of miles away.
But even so, when I looked up, it was still an endless stream of clear water.
A rumored coordinate that would only appear suddenly appeared in Chen Ziang's mind.
"It's the heavy water of the heavenly river!"
Su Miao Zhenjun's voice sounded faintly from the side.
"Since the battle of the twelve golden immortals, the Heavenly River has disappeared in the long river of time, only the scattered river remains, and this is really not the boundary where we are. ”
"Tianhe heavy water seems to be a treasure refining curiosity?"
Chen Ziang's perspective on the problem is very different from ordinary people.
However, if there is a heavenly river, it means that there may be heavenly soldiers nearby, and we must first determine whether it is safe or not. ”
The people of Beichen Dao spoke not far away.
In this short conversation, the four of them have been rushing up for hundreds of millions of miles, but they still haven't seen the existence of the water.
"Something seems wrong?"
Ouyang didn't twist the Buddha beads and frowned.
"The heavenly river is so big and endless, it is not surprising that we can walk for a few days and nights. ”
Su Miao Zhenjun said lightly.
"No...... I mean, something is wrong with this Tianhe. ”
As soon as the four of them stopped, the others looked towards Ouyang without looking.
"Around my Zong'en Temple, there is a circle of weak water that does not float, and it also comes from the Tianhe. It's a little different here and there!"
"Hallucinations?"
Su Miao Zhenjun looked around left and right.
"It's not!"
Chen Ziang shook his head in denial, he didn't think that there would be hallucinations that could hide from him.
"Try it. ”
Beichen Daoren held it with one hand, and a rotating black thunderball had already appeared in the palm of his hand.
"Go!"
In a flash of black light, the thunderball had already crossed thousands of miles and exploded in the distance.
Thunder, the inner essence is born from destruction, and it can break the illusion.
"Boom ......"
The color of chaos turned into a whirlpool, disrupting all the surrounding water.
"A bold thief, he dares to trespass on the forbidden land of Tianhe!"
"Someone, take it!"
In the loud roar, a piece of silver armor suddenly appeared in the distance, led by an axe-wielding general, rushing towards the four people.
"Heavenly Soldiers!"
The four of them looked at each other, and their faces became very ugly.
The little monk remembered that there were more rules here than the weak water in the Temple of Mercy and Grace. Come to think of it, someone has set a ban on this. ”
“......”
Chen Ziang silently raised a middle finger at the monk in front of him in his heart.