There was no sky, no light, no sound, just eternal pain and torture.
The Taihu Dragon God seemed to have been crushed and chewed, as if it had been burned repeatedly by the fire of purgatory. There were only endless wails, swallowed up by the endless black wind.
The Dragon God of Taihu only felt that he was about to die, or had already died. Only the dragon soul was suffering endless pain, like a stone statue that had been smashed and ground into powder, and then turned upside down and molded into another shape, repeating the cycle endlessly. .
In this endless torture, the Taihu Dragon God's consciousness will also fall into complete madness and be swallowed up by endless chaos.
But this chaos was suddenly illuminated by a ray of light.
The real pain disappeared, but the shadow left by the pain enveloped Taihu Dragon God like a tide, soaking in every pore, every scale, and every inch of his flesh and bone marrow.
"No!"
The Taihu Dragon God heard his wails and requests, and the sparkling light from the Taihu Dragon Palace shone on his eyes, making him feel like he was reborn in another world.
He has transformed into his true form as a white dragon, crawling in the water palace. Standing in front of him is the envoy from the Yangtze River Dragon Palace holding a dragon refining treasure box. The treasure box has been closed and sealed with a talisman.
The torture that seemed to last for ten thousand years only lasted for a short moment.
The envoy from the Yangtze River Dragon Palace did not speak. The man holding the Dragon Refining Box and the woman holding the Taihu God were just looking at him quietly.
The Taihu Dragon God struggled to get up, turned into a human form, knelt down in front of the messenger, touched his head to the ground, and begged for forgiveness.
Even if he were to impose the laws of heaven and walk on the dragon cutting platform, he would not have to endure the torture of the dragon refining box again.
The Taihu Dragon God surrendered, and Hanzhang turned back to see Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi walked up to the two of them and stared at the old dragon who was crying and full of decay. The old dragon absorbed too much human incense in a short period of time, and did not have enough time to purify it. He was already obsessed, and now he has fallen into a demonic barrier.
Old Long looked up at the red-clothed messenger, with nothing but pleading in his eyes.
Gong Mengbi said: "You have committed a heinous crime, and you should have been punished with the Dragon Refining Box."
Taihu Dragon God shuddered. Just hearing this name again, the boundless torture seemed to surge up again, giving him great fear.
"But since I am employing people now, I will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds."
Taihu Dragon God's eyes lit up and he said eagerly: "Please give me the envoy's instructions."
Gong Mengbi continued: "Your son Du Heng, we will also save his life."
"You only have one thing to do." Gong Mengbi's gaze was imprinted in the eyes of the Taihu Dragon God, and he said word by word: "Use all your strength to capture the God of Wutong!"
Taihu Dragon God's mind buzzed, and he felt like he had fallen into a huge trap and whirlpool. The Dragon God of Taihu Lake is well aware of the power of the Wutong God. To capture Wutong, one has to risk one's life.
But he fell into a kind of joy again. Compared to the Dragon Refining Box, even dying in the hands of Wutong God was a better choice, not to mention Du Heng's life was involved.
All kinds of thoughts flooded into his mind. Sometimes he was awake, but sometimes he was confused. He kowtowed deeply in Gong Mengbi's eyes, then happily transformed into a dragon and shouted: "I'll catch them right now." !”
Looking at the old dragon's crazy and crazy look, Xiagu seemed to be a little afraid and said: "Something doesn't look right with him."
Gong Mengbi said: "He has gone crazy."
The incense seizes the spirit, becomes obsessed with the devil, and is broken by the Dragon Refining Box, and is secretly cast by Gong Mengbi using secret methods. Is there any reason not to be crazy?
It's okay if he's just crazy, but if he's not crazy, he still has to think about escaping. At that time, it will really be endless torture.
Gong Mengbi's eyes glanced at the Taihu Water Mansion, passing over Jinting Immortal's incompetent disciple, then returned to Hanzhang and Xia Gu, and said: "I will leave this matter to you two, I have to take the first step. ”
Hanzhang's face changed slightly, he looked at Gong Mengbi and said solemnly: "Be careful."
Xiagu asked: "What are you going to do?"
Gong Mengbi ignored Aunt Xia, nodded to Hanzhang, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the water mansion.
Xiagu pursed her lips and muttered: "Pretending to be mysterious!"
Hanzhang glared at her and said, "Don't worry about it."
When Aunt Xia was in trouble because of Jin Wangsun's matter, she didn't dare to contradict her uncle, so she could only make a show of her face secretly.
The Taihu Water Mansion was caused by the Taihu Dragon God himself. Not only the casualties were heavy, but also a large number of people were killed. Tie Chen stepped forward to pay homage to the envoy. What happened next would depend on how Han Zhang and Xia Gu would preside over it.
Hanzhang and Xiagu were satisfied with Tiechen. Although they came late, they heard everything they should hear, so they still looked good on him.
However, Rong Shangyi looked at Tie Chen for a moment and suddenly asked: "Is your father the Iron Trace Dragon King?"
Tie Chen was slightly surprised and said: "Tieji Dragon King is my father. Does this aunt recognize my father?"
Rong Shangyi smiled and said: "Your father is the right-hand man of the Dragon King. He made great achievements in conquering demons back then. It turns out that you are already so old. Your father is alive in heaven and will be proud of you."
Tie Chen's eyes filled with tears and he paused deeply.
Hanzhang and Xiagu looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly. Since it is after Zhongliang, things will be easier to handle later on.
"Wutong child! Wutong child!" Above the Taihu Lake, the old dragon turned into a white rainbow, chanting the name of the Wutong God in his mouth, and seemed to have some hidden guidance, heading straight to Zhenshan.
Of course, this guidance was given secretly by Gong Mengbi. Without guidance, this old dragon would have been able to find him forever.
The old dragon flew over Gusu, and only a cloud passed quickly, casting a hazy shadow, and soon the bright moonlight was revealed.
King Wu looked at the flickering moonlight and felt worried, fearing that he might harm his son.
The pressure he endured this night was even greater than he had been in the past few years.
The voice of the monk reciting sutras came from the window, with Zen and rhythm, which had the effect of soothing people's hearts and dispelling all evil spirits.
The Dachenghuang Temple in Suzhou kept shaking, the gold paint on the statues kept peeling off, the dust on the roof fell, and the tiles kept falling, like an earth dragon turning over.
On a normal day, this would never happen. Even if the earthquake really happened, the undercover people would still protect the City God's Temple.
But at this time, even Yin Chao has no time to take care of the City God's Temple, because the divine realm maintained in the City God's Temple and the City God's Mansion sandwiched between the Yin and Yang realms are collapsing, and they have already turned into a mess.
The Great City God was not in Gusu, and several judges worked together to suppress it, trying to maintain the City God's Mansion, but to no avail. They were all as anxious as headless flies.
In the City God's Temple, the golden-painted statue of the City God barely gathered its aura and turned into an illusory figure in official uniform, exactly like the Great City God.
Dacheng Huang murmured to himself, "Go find the King of Wu, go find the King of Wu!"
He floated in the wind like a ghost and went straight to the palace to meet the King of Wu. But when he entered the palace, he was blocked by a burst of chanting, and he couldn't get close to King Wu.
Yujin, who was chanting in front of the Golden Buddha, saw the ghostly figure with divine light in the darkness, wandering around again and again, refusing to leave.
Little monk Yujin glanced at the fat monk and asked, "Uncle Jishan, is there something there?"
Ji Shan raised his eyes and glanced, his eyelids drooped again, and said: "Lonely ghosts, don't pay attention to them."
"Oh." Little monk Yujin continued to chant sutras without doubting his presence.
The Sanskrit sound was like a lotus cover, covering the garden around the prince, preventing any external evil from invading.
The Great City God couldn't get in, so he could only shout from a distance: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, save me!"
"My lord, save me!"
"My lord, save me!"
Every time he shouted, the spiritual light on his body dimmed a little. At first, it was still a human voice, but gradually it turned into a ghost voice.
King Wu was guarding the moon phase instrument in his room. He vaguely seemed to hear someone calling, but when he looked around, he couldn't see it.
He called the attendant at the door and asked, "Have you ever heard anyone call me the king?"
Naturally, the attendant couldn't hear it, so he shook his head and said, "I never heard it."
King Wu listened carefully again, and it seemed that he could only hear the faint sounds of rustling and chirping, and nothing else could be heard.
I'm going on a business trip tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow.
(End of chapter)
