The red dragon shadow shot straight into the clouds, and then fell from the clouds.
People on the street near the church saw this scene.
People raised their heads, covered their foreheads with their hands, and opened their mouths, as motionless as sculptures.
The whole street fell silent.
I don't know who was the first to shout: "The red dragon ascends to the sky, Bei City is going to change!"
People became restless, and nervousness spread in the air.
The red dragon shadow is reflected in people's eyes, reflecting the sky and the earth red. Even the dark green trees in the roadside green belt that still stubbornly remain in this early winter are dyed red.
The red halo spread to the sky, covering the entire North City, and then spread out to the horizon.
“It’s not that Bei City is going to change, it’s that the entire Bay Province is going to change!”
People were running around shouting, the road was in chaos, vehicles were crashing and horns were blaring, and the traffic lights were in a mess, unable to direct traffic, so they all turned on red lights.
The world seems to have only one color left - red.
Many years later, when people in Bei City sit in front of the neighborhood committee and bask in the warm sunshine, they will remember that red afternoon.
You see, red is so good, who would like green!
…
Master Miaoyin watched the red dragon fall from the clouds and rush straight down.
A powerful force fell from the sky. If it was hit directly, even his cultivation level would be unbearable.
His figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
At that moment, he saw the open eyes on the dragon's head and glanced at him.
It was a single eye, erect and long, like a crack in the middle of the dragon's head. The eyes in the gap are like candlelight, deep and bright, illuminating everything.
Miaoyin's figure flashed from the void in the distance. At this time, the dragon had already rushed towards the church steeple.
With a bang, the entire spire was washed to pieces.
Dust rose everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.
Facing the dust, Miaoyin carefully recalled the eye she had just seen, her heart filled with shock.
"Zhu Jiuyin?"
He remembered the record in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas": To the north of Chishui River, there is Mount Zhangwei. There is a god with a human face and a snake body, with straight eyes and a straight face. His gaze is dark and his vision is clear...
In the ancient books of Shushan, there are also records about Zhulong, which are similar to what you see in front of you, especially the eye.
Miaoyin seemed to understand something.
He laughed heartily: "You can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here!"
He waved the dust whisk lightly in his hand, and a breeze swept by. The dust dispersed, and the red dragon was long gone. Only Ma Shan, whose clothes were in shreds, stood naked on the ruins.
Father Ricardo disappeared together with the steeple, just like a piece of history, as if it had existed, and as if it did not exist at all.
There was only a cross, scattered among the ruins along with the fragments of the golden knight's armor, shining in the sun, bearing witness to what had just happened.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, you actually refined the Zhulong Nine Yin Lamp with your own body!" Miaoyin said to Ma Shan, "Do you think you are a human or a demon now?"
"Who are you?" Mashan turned around and asked with a frown.
"Shushan Wonderful Sound!"
Perhaps it was her confidence in her own strength, or her confidence in the Shushan sect, but Miaoyin spoke of her title with a little pride, just like a postdoc from a prestigious school speaking of her academic qualifications.
"never heard of that."
Mashan told the truth, but these words made Miaoyin a little embarrassed.
"Young people don't know me, it doesn't matter, but with your cultivation, you should understand the status of Shushan in Xuanmen. I am the elder of Shushan. We met by chance today. It is fate. Follow me back to Shushan."
"Are you sick? Why should I go with you?" Mashan responded.
Miaoyin felt even more embarrassed.
Ordinary practitioners would be ecstatic if they had the opportunity to worship in Shushan.
What's more, the person standing in front of the other party is still an elder from Shushan.
In the spiritual world, this is called immortality.
Is this guy stupid or disdainful?
"Boy, do you know who I am? Just ask your elders and you will find out. I am an elder of the Shushan Sect and one of the Three Immortals of Shu. Not everyone has the opportunity to follow me into the mountains."
"What kind of local three delicacies and two delicious ones? Do you think I have never been to a restaurant? I don't care about it!"
Mashan curled his lips and walked down from the ruins, ready to ignore this old man.
Miaoyin was only slightly embarrassed just now, but now she was a little angry.
"Hmph, your words are vulgar and disrespectful to the immortals. You are indeed a monster! Boy, you are capable of refining the Zhulong Nine-yin Lamp, but you can't use it for your own purposes. You have gone astray by letting the soul lamp guide you. , transformed into a demonic dragon, inhuman ways.”
Mashan frowned: "That's nonsense. I am Mashan, and I will always be Mashan. How to practice cultivation is my business, and it's your turn to point your fingers at me?"
Miaoyin sneered and said: "Without the guidance of a master, you will transform into a demon within a few years. I am here to save you."
"I do not care."
Mashan doesn't have a good impression of this sanctimonious guy. Although he also saw it when Miaoyin took action just now, they should be on the same side when it comes to dealing with the Holy Church, but if he is asked to learn from this guy, he has no choice. Absolutely unacceptable.
"You have integrated into the demon lantern and practiced demon magic. You have become a demon. If I let you go today, I don't know how many people you will harm in the future. I must take you back to Shushan and take out the Nine Yin Lamp." Miaoyin said.
Mashan glared: "What if I don't go?"
"Then I can't save you." Miaoyin's eyes narrowed, "Tell me, what did you do to Qu Honghe?"
"What kind of crane do you want to bend?"
Ma Shan was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
Li Muchen went to northern Myanmar to rescue the Lin Yun brothers and chased to Shejiazhai to find Qu Honghe. Ma Shan did not know about it, but only heard it mentioned by Li Muchen.
"Still pretending! It seems that you are also a treacherous villain!" Miaoyin said angrily, "Qu Honghe is my nephew. He promised me that he would follow me back to Shushan after getting the candle dragon nine-yin lantern. Now he is missing. But the Zhulong Nine Yin Lamp has been integrated into your body, how dare you say you don’t know?”
Ma Shan was furious and cursed: "Your nephew is missing, it's none of my business!"
Suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahaha, I understand, you have fallen in love with the Zhulong Nine Yin Lantern, right? Old man, if you have the ability, come and get it, disembowell me, grandpa frowns and I lose. If you don't have the ability, just give it to me." Get out of here!"
Miaoyin was furious, and the fly whisk in her hand turned into thousands of threads and she rushed straight to Mashan: "How dare you speak such arrogant words!"
Thousands of threads appeared and disappeared, crossing the void, and suddenly wrapped around Ma Shan.
Mashan's muscles bulged, he exhaled loudly, and tried hard to break free, but he didn't break free.
His face turned red and he let out a roar. His body expanded violently and turned into a red dragon again, rising into the sky.
Thousands of threads broke, and the body of Master Miaoyin flew backwards and flew far away before stopping.
He looked solemnly, looked at the red dragon above his head, and sneered: "Do you really think that my name as the Three Immortals of Shu is in vain?"
After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, and suddenly there was a guqin in his hand.
