The skeleton of the python was like a big white centipede while the blood and flesh transformed by the grey fog of dead spirits were the scaly armor on it.
There were nail-like sharp teeth on the upper and lower jaws. The coniform skull was decorated with a pair of long backward horns on both sides, just like two inward-curling blades.
The old man stood in the center of the skeleton, wearing white clothes with black collars. His hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. He was plainly dressed but showed an air of immortality.
He looked at the people in the hidden peak and said, “Today, our sect has been faced with the catastrophe. Luckily, you threw yourselves into the breach and repulsed the enemies. I suppose the Oracle Sword Heavenly Sect will be able to gain a solid foothold in the South Continent even if I’m not in the peak from now on.”
The old man’s words were plain and gentle. His long drooping eyebrows were like the b
At noon.The light of the four peaks was reflected by the clouds. They were as bright as the fairyland. Cultivators came and went by sword, repairing the messy peaks. It wouldn’t be long before the four peaks showed a splendid scene of colorful flowers blooming and immortal cranes flying around.Nancheng sat on a rock and rested in recuperation with his eyes closed, inhaling and exhaling the aura of the peaks.“Nancheng.”After he finished cultivating for a cosmic orbit, a sound came around him. Nancheng opened his eyes and saw a petite young girl around him. Today was the Sword Fighting Tournament of Four Peaks but she was wearing a white dress from start to finish. Evidently, she never meant to participate in the contest.The young girl said in a soft voice, “Hello, Nancheng. I’m Lerou.”Nancheng had been in the closed-door training for too long. He had long forgotten the names of his fellow disci
Liantian Town was like a new world. All the people and monsters just disappeared. The whole town became an end-to-end space independent of everything.This was another painting.In the painting, no matter how serious the fight became, the original body of the town wouldn’t be affected at all.The monsters in the town still ran about in confusion. They didn’t realize at all that in the parallel space, two ancient fierce gods were confronting each other quietly.“Xiaolian, keep your hands off the paintings!” Qiusheng grabbed the hand that reached out for the painting of the black cat.Xiaolian raised her head and blinked her eyes. The black cat lay in her arms, rubbing against her arms intimately.Qiusheng dragged Xiaolian aside and ordered, “It is the Ghost Festival now. If you touch the paintings, you will get out. By then, I won’t be able to find you then.”Ning Xiaoling nodded with on
The space in Liantian Town was like countless interwoven corridors. Every flat painting contained a three-dimensional time-space field. They overlapped according to the logic of the spatial trajectories. At the end of these spaces, there was Zhang Qieyu’s phantom-like figure.He stood at the two ends of these intricately interlaced time-space fields separately.One was an old painter plainly dressed with callused hands and the other one was Yayu, the fierce god that had a human’s face and a dragon’s body with fan-like fins beside the ears.They ran in opposite directions down the opposite spaces as if a man and his shadow got separated and became two individual beings.Zhang Qieyu had two true bodies, which could switch positions beyond the distance just like the small teleporting formation without needing the precondition of chanting.However, Hanchi had only one sword that could be used to kill people.
After the stone case was pushed open, the semi-transparent grey-white person wrapped up by long hair stuck out its slender fingers and smoothed away its hair as if lifting the curtain.The sword classic opened its eyes.It stared at Ning Changjiu with its gloomy eyes, in which there was heavy resentment as if thunder and lightning would arrive and the rainstorm would fall.“Do you still want to fool me?” The sword classic asked through gritted teeth. It didn’t trust the young man in front of it at all.Ning Changjiu heaved a sigh and said, “Look me in the eye. Do I look as if lying to you this time?”The sword classic looked at his calm eyes and wished to rip out his actually dirty and seemingly crystalline eyes, “If you are sincere, you just finish learning the rest six moves and let me go into your body. If you don’t do it, no need to talk more then.”Ning Changjiu asked rather than responded to i
There was no light in the passage. The smell of blood permeated and stimulated the nose.Ning Changjiu’s golden crow moved in his body, melting the frost on his eyebrows and eyes.Wearing Lu Jiajia’s coat, he got up.The coat still carried the faint fragrance of snow cherry blossoms.Lu Jiajia had been sunk in sleep with her body totally cold and her skin as pale as paper. Her scattered hair was visibly shown in the crystal-coffin-like cocoon. She looked like a sleeping beauty who seemed able to be awoken by a kiss.Ning Changjiu held the cocoon.“Thank you.” Lu Yuanbai, leaning against the wall, reached out his clean left hand.Ning Changjiu also held out his hand.In the darkness, the two hands were held together. Ning Changjiu exerted his force and dragged Lu Yuanbai up from the wall.After standing up, Lu Yuanbai pressed his hand against the wall and clench
As its name implied, Mount Huanbao meant surrounding the fall. However, what the mountain surrounded was not real falls but water-like curtains that fell along the peaks. This kind of reclusive curtain was more advanced than the peach curtain, which was named as boundary curtain.The sovereign’s hall was towering and lofty. There was no florid cloud or beautiful treasure but countless pines and cypresses. It looked only like an ordinary ancient solemn peak.Now, the monstrous Jiuying was standing on the towering peak.It stepped on the rocks of the bottom of the peak and the python-like head in the middle raised high with its eyes staring at the sun. The eight other heads were fixated on the peak just like arms while the long tail drooped along the rock mass, drooping from the summit of the peak to the clouds and mists at the mountainside.The sovereign’s hall nestled snugly in the big body of Jiuying.The bound
It was not bright in the hall. The smooth bricks were like the dark water surface, glistening with dark silver light. Everything around, including the carved-bone sword bucket, the lacquerware made out of the Pyrularia edulis and the hardwood grains that resembled the pattern of the raccoon’s skin, seemed to set off the solemnness of the current scene.Lu Jiajia prostrated herself on the ground. Her scattered white clothes resembled the scattered lotus petals on the water, which faintly gave off the fragrance.The young man in white turned his head and looked at her. The light shone from behind on his face, flickering dimly.“Jiajia,” the young man called her name.Lu Jiajia slowly raised her head and straightened her back bit by bit. Her body with the tight-fitting white clothes was like the restrained bud in the darkness.She was still kneeling on the ground, whose slim waist was accentuated with the dark belt
The thunderous light, just like the scattered snow crumbs, was torn down from the sky by the violent wind.Beams of light were cast through the clouds. Before the light spread, it was covered by the gathered clouds. New thunderous light also arose in the peaks in the distance. The curtains of Mount Huanbao had dropped. The mountain rocks and pine trees that attached to the curtains also started to sink. On the peak of the mountain, the clouds rose and fell like boiling seawater amidst the dark clouds that pressed down. The violent nine heads were like the huge octopus coming from the deep sea, roaring on the sea surface in the rainstorm, sucking and intertwining the big sailing boat.Even many years later, this scene was still imprinted in the hearts of the disciples of the Oracle Sword Heavenly Sect. Now, what they saw in a flurry was the scene that resembled the divine punishment and doomsday.That was the legendary stage of evil ghost
In the imaginary realm, white snow drifted.The water mirror was like thunder and lightning cracking clouds, abruptly shattering.Almost out of instinct, Bai Zang fell back a hundred feet in a flash.At the same time, on the side of the water mirror, the mass of shredded paper Immortals seemed to have received an order and began to rotate, and soon, the edges of each piece of paper ignited with flames, and the entire fragment of Immortals burned up in almost an instant.But it's not a rabbit's death, it's a ney fire.The shredded paper blasted and burned out, a grayish-white translucent spirit state floated out from it, and the spirit life hovered in the air for a moment, abruptly disappearing.Shiruzo made sure there was no danger around him before he released his offensive form, his flying hair and skirt quickly coming to a standstill.What the hell happened?Bai Zang looked at the location where the water mirror had shattered, his m
The world is pale.The saint's cracked stone Buddha stretched across the sky, ancient and solemn, the black python climbed up the stone Buddha at high speed. Its body is already as long as a big river, but still can not be compared with the saint's stone Buddha, the scene at the moment, it is more like a slender wisteria climbing to the mountain sculpture into the body of the stone Buddha.The black python was none other than Divine Lord Quan Scale.Izumi scales glowing with steel ebony opened and closed as she rubbed over the cracked stone Buddha and swam close to the top of it.The top of the saint's stone Buddha still emanated a golden light, a manifestation of long-lived authority, and he was like a man holding up a bright light, stopping the darkness above him.The stone Buddha held up a bright barrier on the outside, but his body had lost a bit of light and glowed a lifeless stone gray.Izumi Scale's form was perched on the dark side, straig
In a voice that sounded like a clear spring shattering jade, Ye Cangong handed over the marriage certificate, and Ning took it for a long time.He unfolded the marriage certificate, the soft paper was like a freshly picked flower petal, and the fragrance of a young girl was still spread on it. Ning long unfolded the marriage certificate, like a flower petal blooming, the familiar handwriting on it came into view.'Ye Chan Palace'.Ning looked at these words for a long time, her fingers trembling lightly, and after a moment she refolded the marriage certificate.He looked at his master and smiled, "Master's orders are hard to disobey, this marriage certificate, disciple will have the audacity to accept it."Ye Chan Gong hmmm'd.The corners of her slightly curled lips slowly smoothed out, and the momentary smile was short, but it was enough to move the heart.The two men sat silently against each other.Ye Chan Gong's beautifully straigh
The wind of autumn swept through the world of eternal life, the ancient mirror such as the moon hanging high, sprinkled with a silver great piece, such as a dreamy scene, Ning long and Ye Chan Palace stood side by side, together with the appreciation of this round of autumn moon.It is also mid-autumn on earth.Ning could imagine that Xiang'er and the others must also be looking up at the moon. What they were looking at was not the same moon, but the same heart. Sooner or later, one day, these hearts would cross the divide between the eternal realms and be linked together.Ye Chan Gong looked at the mirror.The mirror hung high, and the silhouette was somewhat blurred."So it's been so many years."Ye Chan Gong looked at the moon, whispering to himself, swallowing the fire to ascend when it was yesterday, but suddenly look back, but it is already a thousand years of time.Just the moonlight from a million feet high in the sky, across the lay
In the ethereal and clear dao hall, Ning Nagisa and Ye Chan Gong looked at each other across the veil.Ye Chan Gong looked at the paper marriage certificate, her eyebrows moved slightly, like the fine breeze fanned by a butterfly's wings."Shall I write it?"Ye Chan Palace returned to tranquility.She is still a fairy as cold as the ice mountain, the fireworks of the world will float over her brow, but can not stick moisten.Ning waited for a long time, and earlier, his thoughts were confirmed, and he couldn't help but touch the top of his head for nothing.In the realm of eternal life, he had no dao and was just an ordinary person, so there was no way to see his lifeline, just like a person has no way to raise his eyes to see the heart of his head.The white veil grew still.Ye Cangong put pen to paper and wrote down a name without haste, and when she was done, she folded the marriage certificate.Ning held out her hand for a lo
Ning sat on the stone table for a long time, looking at the marriage certificate and falling into deep thought.The wedding book is standing still, like a delicate blooming petal, which is not stained with autumn dew, but has the unique poignancy of autumn.Ning looked around for a long time.He couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in the realm of eternity at the moment, but no matter what, this marriage letter should be the key to breaking the game.Ning Nagisa intends to give it another try.He picked up his pen and wrote the words 'Ye Chan Palace' on the marriage certificate and knocked on the door of the Dao Palace once again.The white veil blew in the Taoist temple, and the silhouette swayed."The marriage contract has been written."This time, Ning Nagisa didn't wait for Ye Canyangong to speak, nor did he sit on his knees respectfully; he stood upright, holding the marriage certificate, and snatched it up, "I wrote 'Ye Can
In the crystal-carved palace, the marriage certificate between Ye Chan Gong's fingers looked like a maple leaf.Ning looked at the marriage letter for a long time, the fingers between his sleeves suddenly trembled, and at this moment, he felt that the world was clear.The wind of butterflies blew through the window, showering the courtyard with golden broken awnings, light falling through the window onto Ning's cheeks for a long time, light and shadows flowing past like water, and silent time flowed in such equally silent imagery.Ye Chan Gong watched him, not knowing if she was looking at him or at the beautiful golden shadow floating across his cheek.A moment later, Ye Cangong's fingers shrunk slightly, seemingly about to take back the marriage certificate, and Ning Changcheng's hand blocked this, his hand falling to the marriage certificate at some point as well, pinching a corner of it.Ye Chan Gong looked at him again, but did not immediately let
The town floated above the Eternal Realm, a rootless, suspended island.Golden butterflies flew all around the town, the world had no sun, so they became countless luminaries, glow worms gathered in lanterns that lit up the world.Ye Chan Gong took his hand and leapt into the world.The world opened up for them.Ning long leapt down from the island-like town, and he spread his arms out like a bird of prey as the wind murmured in his ears.They dropped from the high school all the way down to the earth.The eternal realm is crystal clear and glows with the beauty of the spirit state.The earth here is made up of silvery fine soft particles, incomparably soft, the trees are also like crystal sculptures, towering, like a majestic palace, running between the forest deer, deer like butterflies, also golden, they shuttle between the forest, retaining only the instincts of the pre-life, do not drink, do not eat, forget about life and forget about d
The sea of dust from the star explosion was like a layer of barrier between heaven and earth, as if the myth and legend had been verified, and the heaven and earth were divided into nine, and the sunlight was reflected by the ashes floating in the sky, unable to shine onto the ground. The ground was dim, and the temperature dropped dramatically.The aftermath of the meteorite's explosion was still leveling off at unimaginably high speeds, the tumbling embers were filled with high temperatures, there were no more birds of prey in a thousand-mile radius, and the boisterous dust constructed a purgatory in which living beings could not survive.Not to mention the high altitude, the earth was swept away by the heat wave of the explosion, but fortunately the center point of the explosion was the boundless Mirror LakeThe water in Mirror Lake has been boiled and large numbers of fish carcasses have surfaced from underwater.Bai Zang's body stained with a silver skir