Chapter 147: The Sorrowful Young Master (Chapter 1)
It is very likely that the four ancient taboos all come from the mountains and seas, at least they have a great connection with the mountains and seas!
Fu Xi did not tell Houtu about this matter, because this matter is very related. He vaguely felt that the things hidden behind this world were not simple. What I saw in the past may be just the surface.
He didn't even know what Hongjun was planning to do now, what were his plans? If Hongjun didn't know anything about their siblings back then. Fu Xi didn't believe it himself, but Hongjun didn't stop it, which is a little strange.
"This matter, Sister Houtu should not go to the depths. Hongjun is not a simple existence!" Fu Xi pondered for a moment, but he didn't understand Hongjun's plan, so he could only cautiously admonish Houtu.
The most important thing for Houtu now is to seize the time to refine Pangu's body, and at least have the strength of Hedao at that time, although I dare not say that I am alone in the world, but self-protection is enough. Thinking of Hongjun's terribleness, Fu Xi didn't want to delve too deeply. There are some things, the less you know, the better.
Houtu understood that he bothered the eldest brother. Houtu replied with a solemn face.
As long as he has experienced the existence of the primeval world, who does not understand the horror of Hongjun, it is a madman who dares to calculate the entire flood wilderness. Whoever dares to underestimate Hongjun will inevitably end miserably. She didn't want to be remembered by Hongjun's pervert.
"Big brother should go, you take care of yourselves in the future. You have to be careful to put away the star map on the coffin, it is the star map that goes to the mountains and seas. Fu Xi said a little sadly.
This time the brother and sister are separated, but the next time they meet, they don't know when it will be. I only hope that my sister Jiren has her own natural appearance, the world is coming, and time is running out.
"Hey. ”
With a soft sigh, Fu Xi stared deeply into the void, and his shadow was like seeing the sun. Dissipated into the air as if it didn't exist.
In the sky, the stars twinkled, and the evening breeze blew the pale yellow dress of Houtu, and the jet-black hair that hung straight down the calves.
Her right hand brushed the green silk on her chest. His eyes stared at the void in confusion: "What kind of scenery is the mountains and seas? When will you really return, time and space, reincarnation, cause and effect, and fate." Detachment, isn't it reincarnation? There are too many unknowns in this world. ”
Hou Tu thought of the tomb clan hidden in the Great Six Dao, and his flawless pretty face showed a little sadness. Her creamy white jade skin. Under the twinkling starlight, it exudes enchanting colors.
To the east of Loulan City, hundreds of thousands of miles away, on the safe shipping lanes of the Silk Road.
Halfway up a towering mountain, a huge treasure ship stood still in the void, using the steep cliff as a harbor.
The ancient building boat, thousands of feet long, presents black and white color throughout. Black hull. The white floor has a strange color of harmony. The treasure ship is full of light. Underneath it is a huge taiji diagram that covers the entire hull and slowly rotates.
Su Tianxin was dressed in a wide gray robe, standing proudly at the bow of the ship. She looked in the direction of Loulan with a frown, her silver-white sideburns moving with the wind.
According to the original expectation, they could have rushed to Loulan City before it was completely dark tonight. But I never thought that it would come, since the evening when the golden crow was completely sinking westward. An earth-shattering accident happened in Loulan. That terrifying momentum and astonishing vision made her think of the legendary saint! What shocked Su Tian the most was that she actually felt the breath of two acquaintances in that direction.
One is the one who becomes his obsession, and the other is the strange woman who blocked him that day. What surprised her. The strength of that woman seemed to be far more terrifying than she had imagined.
Could it be that the strange woman who called herself Bai Suzhen was a saint! Su Tian thought of Bai Suzhen with a solemn expression on her face. She looked up at the void, feeling a little irritated in her heart. What if that woman continues to block herself from cutting off the edge of the earth?
If she was alone, she would have done it, and she could go to Loulan to investigate the situation. However, she tilted her head slightly and glanced at the Taoist disciples behind her. She turned her head, staring deeply into the void with a deep gaze, and sighed inwardly. There are always things that cannot be discarded.
At this moment, three zhang behind her, the space rippled, and an old man with a childish face quietly walked out of the void.
"Who is Your Excellency?" Su Tianxin turned sideways slightly, staring at Li Er with a pair of bright eyes, and was on guard.
The old man actually broke through the treasure ship's defense system without her noticing, and came directly to her three feet. If it weren't for him deliberately leaking his breath, I'm afraid that he wouldn't have discovered it! Thinking of this, Su Tianxin's eyes calmly condensed slightly, this person was terrifying, unimaginable.
"The little girl has a keen intuition, not bad. "Taishang Forgetfulness Heavenly Scripture" has been cultivated to the realm of killing the past and the present. It's only one step away from being consummated, and Xuandu has found a good disciple. Li Er stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Su Tianxin with a kind face, and said: "Tell Xuandu that there is no need to insist too much on some things, fate is rolling away, and no one can stop it." ”
Past, present, future. These things can no longer be changed by manpower, and going against the sky will not end well. He didn't want to see that Xuandu knew that he couldn't do it, and finally ended up in ashes.
"Who are you?" Su Tianxinyu clenched the dust in his hand, and the green tendons on it were exposed, showing the excitement of his master. Her brows furrowed, and she stared at Li Er with a cold countenance.
For those who came, they could see their cultivation at a glance, as well as the progress of the exercises. This made her feel inexplicably uneasy in her heart. She felt uncomfortable.
"Hey, fate is impermanent, who can achieve true detachment. Li Er did not answer Su Tianxin's words, but looked at the starry sky from afar and sighed. There are some things that he can only hope for.
With that, he turned into a wisp of wind and completely dissipated into the void as if it had never appeared.
"Who is he?" Su Tianxin looked at the Taoist disciples who had always been indifferent, and a chill in his heart triumphed.
This kind of thing that is completely seen through by others, but she is helpless, really makes her very powerless. However, this person mentioned the Xuandu Master, could it be the existence that the Master knows. Thinking of Li Er's expression when he mentioned Xuandu, Su Tianxin's heart suddenly sudden, and he always felt as if he had touched something.
She looked at the void from afar, and at this time the direction of Loulan had calmed down, as if the previous monstrous battle was just an illusion.
"Set sail, Loulan City!" Su Tian's heart was full of worries. Coldly ordered.
She wants to complete Master's entrustment as soon as possible and tell Master what happened here, maybe Master will know who that person is, right? Thinking of Li Er, who had a misty breath, Su Tian's heart was full of hesitation.
Deep in the blood-colored swamp, in an ordinary valley.
On both sides of the valley are mountains like a real dragon prone. Under the bright and uncertain starlight. The mountains rise and fall like a dragon dance. In the mountains and forests, there are more than a dozen giant trees that cannot be hugged by people.
A rushing stream gurgled down from above the valley with a soft, cheerful sound.
"I said, brothers, what the hell are we going to here?" At that moment, a muffled voice came from the dark jungle.
Above the stream, near a steep cliff. There is a cave with a height of one foot, and a white light faintly appears in the cave, especially in the dim mountain forest. Outside the cave, there were three people squatting at the entrance to the cave.
Zhang Xunlong sat on the ground with his buttocks. Leaning against the cool cliff, the right leg is casually on the ground, and the left leg is bent and extended. He put his left hand on his left knee, touched his nose with his right hand, looked at the stars in the sky, and the towering ancient trees that could be seen everywhere, and whined at the two of them.
"Bastard boy, Lao Tzu is your uncle!" Sun Bing, who was sitting on his left, heard Zhang Xunlong's name neither big nor small. With a dark face, he slapped him on the back of the head and said viciously.
Dude, too, you can shout. Little bastards who are not big or small. Sun Bing glared angrily at Zhang Xunlong, his eyes full of anger. As a soldier heir, what he hates most is people who have no rules.
"You say, will we be in the land of mythology? For example, Hong Huang!" Kong Chunqiu looked at Zhang Xunlong with an aggrieved face, and then whispered with a solemn face.
He thought of the Monkey King who stirred up the galaxy in the starry sky. I couldn't help but think of Journey to the West and the legendary desolate world. Otherwise, it is really difficult to explain what happened to a few of them.
"I'm afraid, it's very likely. Sun Bing heard Kong Chunqiu's speculation, and his resolute face wrinkled. Said solemnly.
If it's really a famine, then they're in big trouble. He couldn't help but shudder just thinking about those legendary saints, as well as the demons and monsters and immortals and Buddhas all over the wilderness. With their Jindan's strength, they can still be regarded as the number one person on the earth. But in the flood wilderness, it's not even cannon fodder.
"I don't know who the great god inside is, but if you think you can fight the galaxy with the Monkey King, it shouldn't be an ordinary person. However, in myths and legends, there doesn't seem to be a match for the number. Zhang Xunlong thought of Li Junhao, who didn't know his life and death at this time, with a somewhat strange look on his face.
For this great demon god who broke the origin of several people, he felt scared from the bottom of his heart. But thinking that in his memory, after being thrown down by Fuxi's coffin, it was this great god who saved him, and he couldn't help but feel a little more grateful in his heart.
"Hmm. He thought about all the mythical characters in his heart, none of them could be right, and he stretched out his hands to scratch his head in distress, but felt a pain in his hand. Curious, he lowered his hands and looked at the back of his aching hand.
Why is the scar on this a little familiar, it seems to be a pair of shoe prints? He looked at the scars on his hands that had been deliberately trampled on by Shao Si Ming, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. What the hell is this?
"I don't know what the situation inside is now, I hope the great god is okay, and I don't know who they are fighting against? With such terrifying strength of the great god, he was actually injured so badly. Kong Chunqiu tilted his head slightly, looked at the glittering cave, and said with concern on his face.
They are now in a different place, and they can only hope that this strong man who has a good impression of them is okay. Otherwise, he would lose his shelter, and he wouldn't even know if he would be able to get out of this mountain forest!
Inside the cave.
Shao Si ordered the jade finger to tap the void, and pieces of willow leaves appeared out of thin air, beating playfully at her fingertips, like a butterfly fluttering.
She stood quietly in the cave, playing with the willow leaves in her hand, and looked at Li Junhao, who was lying on the two-foot-high bluestone three feet in front of her. Seeing Li Junhao's miserable appearance, Shao Siming had a faint sadness on his face.
This situation is not dead, is it really still human? Why, inexplicably thought of the scene of the car accident? )
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