The dragon broke into the galaxy.
The ripples spread out, and the silhouettes of stars swayed slightly.
Li Xi'an was wrapped in bubbles and sank. The water was cold, but there was a majestic spirit dancing around. The blue bird sat on the large bronze cauldron. This large cauldron did not enter the water with the red dragon, but was suspended not far from the surface of the pool. So she could very clearly see the red behemoth making huge waves in the water, splashing white waves and even occasionally splashing on her face.
Yaochi...
Countless creatures in Kyushu dream of this opportunity, and many people who have mastered the Dharma will never find it in their lifetime.
Yaochi did not reject the red dragon at all and allowed the creature to stir up waves in the water. The blue bird saw it and found it even more interesting. As a forbidden area in Kunlun, Yaochi is often used as a palace where the Empress entertains other ancient beings. Did she accept the red dragon so easily? She increasingly suspected that the red dragon was a fairy medicine. This natural affinity between heaven and earth and the rich and ecstatic fragrance of blood cannot be justified as being an elixir.
The waves are rolling across the stars.
Something was falling rapidly, and they were not the only ones who fell upside down from the Bronze City into the Yaochi. The blue bird's expression became alert, and the red dragon in the Yaochi also raised the giant golden candle.
When he got closer, he could clearly see what fell. It was actually the white jade stone tablet. It was falling, and the stone tablet was covered with scarlet lines like spider webs, beating, and then fell straight into the Yaochi.
The blue bird has not yet arrived and calls out to the red dragon urgently.
He saw the huge red creature rising up from the water, with the stone tablet hanging safely above his head. This stone tablet came to him. The blood vessels beating like spider webs dyed the white jade stone into a strange scarlet. However, it gave off the aura of being close to Li Xi'an. It was very strange. Chi Jiao had never encountered such a thing before. Wait, he thought about it again, it seemed that a similar situation had happened before.
In Jue Sword Thirty-Three, the human named Gu Chuchu kindly ran deep into the mountains to give it to Li Xi'an.
After he poured blood, the aura of those ancient swords to him was roughly the same as that of this stone monument, except that this stone monument was more natural and peaceful, with everything restrained. As for the material, it goes without saying that the white jade stele can be eroded by pollution for tens of millions of years and remain spotless.
The girl sitting on the bronze tripod looked clear when she saw this.
She said that the smell of the red dragon dripping blood on the stone tablet felt familiar. This was not Kunlun's law, but a contract. The stone tablet recognized the red dragon and wanted to follow him in the war.
Li Xi'an pondered.
This stone tablet is a token of trust between the emperor and the Queen Mother of the West, and it is also the last support for their existence in this world. It is already a great opportunity for him to set foot in Kunlun and visit Yaochi. Wouldn't it be a bit overreaching to take this stone tablet away again? The stone tablet seemed to be aware of the red dragon's intention, but it did not move. The huge spirit overflowed from this stone tablet, forming the most ancient and primitive writing.
A long time ago, writing was created by ancestors observing the symbols and meanings of the movement of all things. As a medium that carries the natural power of heaven and earth, the older and more primitive it is, and the closer it is to the nature of heaven and earth, the more incredible the power it contains. This is also the reason why the killing technique appears on the basis of ancient scriptures. The text of the Five Elements Killing Technique that Li Xi'an has now learned is also the oldest and most primitive product.
Just looking at the words on the stone tablet can shock your entire heart. It is not an empty ancient scripture, but a real spirit, or "vessel". The impact of this thing running on the original text is terrifying and unusual.
Those words appeared one after another, rolling up waves on Yaochi, and the light that lit up was more dazzling than the stars!
The waves are higher and higher, the mirror-like surface of the pool is rushing like a tide, the waves are beating against each other, and the silhouettes of the stars are eclipsed. Only the stone tablet above the red dragon's head rises brightly, like a big sun spinning above the red dragon's head.
The waves swallowed up the stars, and the roar was like thunder.
The spirit of the stone tablet pushed away the Heaven-carrying Cauldron and the blue bird sitting on it, while the surging waves submerged the red behemoth in the depths.
The blue bird watched all this quietly, saying nothing and doing nothing.
Although the process was very different, she knew what it meant.
A dream in Yaochi.
One of the oldest mysterious rituals in Kyushu.
The golden candle went out, and Li Xi'an showed no resistance at all and was drawn into the deepest part of the Yaochi.
There was eternal silence in all directions, and stars flickered in the endless darkness, as if he was indeed floating in the universe.
The water in Yaochi was so cold that it froze Li Xi'an's soul. He wondered if he would have encountered this kind of coldness if he had not encountered the ghost coffin that sealed the blue bird in the narrow space under the Yellow River and kept sinking.
The legendary Yaochi Yi Meng.
But can this cold pool water really make people fall asleep?
He heard someone chanting Qu Yuan's poems in a low voice in the silence and darkness, and a grand ancient bell rang in his head, like the call of an ancient temple farthest away from the hustle and bustle in the world.
Suddenly, Li Xi'an opened his eyes.
He realized that this was a calling of some kind.
…………
In a small town, it has been dark for a long time.
There are practitioners in the center of the city who ring the bell, and the sound of the bell can be heard far away, telling the city defenders what time it is.
In some abandoned corner, a boy seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the bell. He hummed softly and slowly opened his eyes. It was molten gold, like a burning golden candle. After he opened his eyes, an inexplicable aura filled the air from the boy's thin figure.
He didn't notice it, he just lifted up the straw mat on his body, stood up with some difficulty and walked out.
The movement was very light, but Li Xi'an hadn't gotten used to it yet, so he still woke up the people around him.
"Baby, can you walk again?" The voice was hoarse. He was an old man, and his words were very concerned. Li Xi'an didn't look back. The old man couldn't see his changes behind him. Once he turned around, he might be regarded as possessed by a demon. He couldn't explain clearly, and he hated trouble.
He responded lightly.
At the same time, pictures came up one after another, drowning him like a tide.
Kyushu...
This man was nameless. Unfortunately, his leg was trampled by a horse while working in the home of a local wealthy gentry, and he became a cripple. The old man saw him as pitiful and took him in. In fact, he was not taken in. He couldn't even support himself. Most of the living expenses of the two people came from the compensation given to the boy by the wealthy gentry. The old man was willing to take care of a disabled person probably because of this idea. The boy really needs someone to take care of his daily life. The old and the young are in this corner. Lived for some time. The two are familiar with each other, and it can be seen that the old man is a kind person.
But these days, those who have the worst life are good people, especially good people with little background like the old man.
Li Xi'an's brows were tightly knitted.
He swept through this information. He was not here to start a new life.
He is a dragon.
Qingniao said that Yaochi Yimeng could help him find the answer he was looking for.
But is what he is looking for in Kyushu? What happened to this boy? The so-called Yaochi Dream is just a soul occupying another body at a different time? Li Xi'an was a little disgusted, not that this method was not terrible, but that the aura of ancient Kunlun was so majestic that it was hard to imagine that the Yaochi Fairyland revealed in it would be like this.
His soul is here, but where is the conscious soul of this boy?
A dream in Yaochi seems to be more evil than filthy...
