Dark green moss covered the stones that surrounded the pond, and the Spirit Turtle's pale voice shook up a circle of ripples that swayed all the way to the edge of Ning's feet long ago and Siwei's.
"A sea-setting spirit?" Ning was long confused and asked, "What kind of spirit?"
Zhenhai Spirit Turtle lying on the drift, a beam of light fell on its back, the dense entangled lines on the turtle shell is like an ancient fossil, the pale skin scales between its neck became creased with the movement of his head lifting, both sides of the conical head, the pair of cloudy pupils in the transient membrane of the scrubbing gradually became clear.
The Zhenhai Spirit Turtle looked at them, and his gaze landed on Si Man, saying, "You are very powerful."
Simian nodded proudly, "Well, your breath isn't exactly weak."
The Zhenhai Spirit Turtle glanced at Ning for a long time and said, "This youngster should be your slave, right?"
Szell was silent for
High mountains towering, the river running, the sword rainbow like a meteor through the sky, breaking through the layers of clouds, over the mountains and rivers, traveling for tens of thousands of miles in a day. The scenery under it also changes, from pine forests and cypresses to pale mountains and snow, the four seasons in the eyes of the microcosm, the terroir of each place with its evolution of ten thousand years of the appearance of the treacherous bizarre to show its beauty. Simin clearly stood with his sword high in the sky, but it was the first time he had ever viewed the earthly landscape so closely. "In the past when I was in the Divine Kingdom, the earthly world was nothing more than a scroll of mountains and seas in my eyes, nearly flat, and the sights and secrets within it were also plain to see." Si Ming stood on the tip of his sword, his divine robe like a black flame against the wind. She spoke softly as she looked down at the arching, reced
Siwei looked at the back, only to see the white clothes and green silk embedded in the moon, sitting cross-legged, the moonlight under the skirt gently spread out, I do not know whether it is the sky or the water. She seemed so far away and so close. Sifu silently watched the disembodied back. "A heart demon?" Szell whispered to himself. She realized she was in a dream. She hadn't had a dream like this in a long time. Because it was a dream, she could clearly see what she looked like at the moment. Her side hung the ancient sword that was pitch-black, and her body was also changed into a half-exposed shoulder, based on the star as the blueprint, outlining the golden pattern of the god's robes, under the god's robes, the slender and complicated silver tattoos on her skin penetrated, drawing lines neatly, blending with the robes that were tailored by the long night, which was the unique tattoos that were inherent in the Divine Ma
Towering black walls stood behind them, blocking out large swaths of light, the ancient demonic beasts climbing the walls becoming silhouettes. The rolling houses were constructed in varying shades of black, and the structure of the roofs carried the bone-like sharpness of the beasts, and at a glance it looked like a cliff full of black barbs. Ning stood in the shadow of the eaves for a long time, and the blind dog demon was pointing its way along the street. "Our ten thousand demon city, not much else, is the temple more, big and small also have dozens of seats, if you want to go to the biggest one" Blind Dog Demon pondered bitterly. Seeing the slowness of his words, Ning longingly asked, "What's wrong?" The Blind Dog Demon sighed and said, "The biggest one, should be the Southern Demon Palace, it's just that that temple has recently closed down and doesn't bear incense, it's not a good time for Gongzi to come." Ning Changjiu pondered slightl
Simin stared calmly at the mirror in front of her, her face reflected in the smooth mirror, the woman's long slender knuckles clasped on the wooden comb, the watery robe slipped down from between her arms and piled up in the crook of her elbow, revealing her snowy tender and slender arms, she pulled her hair back with one hand, and slid the comb through her hair with the other, like a flatboat dripping across a river of white silver. Ning looked at her silently for a long time, noticing that her hair was slightly damp. A goddess like Simian was immaculate, both in terms of her skin and her clothing, but she would still bathe from time to time, cleansing her body with pure, clear water. Ning stared at the fruit bowl for a long time, and after a moment, his gaze quietly swept around, looking for any traces of fruit peels, but Simian had obviously gotten up early and cleaned everything around him. Szell noticed that Ning had long since woken up, but she regarded
How do I dream like this? Zhao Xiang'er opened her eyes, she slightly raised her left hand, lifted a strand of hair from her right dimple, lightly pinched and lifted it over her lips, her thin and curved lips slightly opened, pursed the hair between her lips, she slowly supported her body by holding the sword of the red umbrella, the wind blades blowing ahead of her pressed her skirts, her icy cheeks flushed with a sickly white color, her complexion was as cold as Xuanfeng. Earlier, she had dreamed that she had come to come to a Taoist temple, with the buildings behind her undulating darkly along with the mountains, and before her was a moonlit landscape, with a wheel of ice shadowed as if it were a perfect circle, hanging in the sky, close at hand. She followed her mind out of the view. She had a vague feeling that she was followed by someone behind her, but after all, she didn't look back. She looked at the moon and drew her sword, her subco
Big River Town green caper wheat in the wind undulating like waves, faded stakes standing in the two ends of the mountain road, like a white arm bone, the distance can not see the arc of the other mountains, once he was in this place, the vision is only behind the staggering mountain towns as well as the end of the steps in front of him, written all the ancient years of the Taoist temple. Ning walked forward slowly for a long time. The cold and slightly damp morning mist was slowly blown away by the wind, and Ning long walked on the mountain path, which was the junction between Dahe Town and Bu Ke Guan, and he looked at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar, as if it was a lifetime ago. Is it because of the proximity of the Moon Kingdom of Kunlun that I started to have such strange dreams? Or is it just a thought buried in the back of my mind? It was also true that twenty-four years in his previous life, no more than a snap of the fingers, was n
The fog had lifted from the steps below the Taoist temple, and the sixteen-year-old teenage girls stood on the mountain path, the sky and the earth opening up behind them, and the waves of wheat rising and falling. Ning Changcheng wore a green-colored Daoist robe, which was even more graceful, while Zhao Xiang'er's Daoist robe was snow-white, adding to her childish beauty. After the pleasure of meeting you, the two looked at each other. The breeze was gentle, softly caressing their clothes and hair, and as Ning Changjiu looked at Zhao Xiang'er, at one point, he suddenly thought that this could be Xiang'er, and that they were dreaming at the same time! But soon, Ning long rejected this idea--Xiang'er didn't even know she had another life, and could never have come to Bu Ke Guan, so she shouldn't be so calm at this moment. This should be an illusion constructed by the consciousness. When the rain and sunset in the imperial city of Zhao has long
The rainstorm poured into the forest, and the rocks of Beechwood Peak were washed by the rain, glowing silver in the light of the thunder.The huge ginseng tree stood in the rain, the only fruit on its branches swaying as the gusty wind and rain swept through the gaps, emitting gusts of sadness like the cries of the ginseng fruit.The little monkey ran wildly through the stormy forest, blood rushing up inside his body, and his heart kept beating violently, like a drum beating in his ears.The rain lashed its body, each blow seemed to weigh a million even, and in the darkness of the forest, it tilted its head up, looking at the raindrops falling all over the sky, and an infinite fear flooded its heart.The little monkey demon kept gasping for breath as it clutched its head and knelt down by a giant tree, crying with a suppressed voice.The guests didn't come after us.He looked at his leg, which was covered in bloodstains from the thorns when he ra