Bodhi

Su Xuechan drove far behind Qin Chen and Tu Ke, but was surprised to find that according to the direction they were going, they were also heading towards Longshou Mountain.

Is this just a coincidence?

He wanted to use his spiritual sense to explore the map of mountains and rivers, but after entering Nvchuang Mountain and Lutai Mountain near Longshou Mountain, the demon power in his body seemed to be suppressed by some external force, making it difficult for him to breathe, and even more so. Not to mention walking on the clouds, the group in front of them was even more unbearable. Qin Chen and Tujia had already been knocked down from the clouds and forced to walk on the ground.

Qinchen could still barely keep his human form, while the earth mole simply showed a sheep's body and a human face, using the four corners of his forehead to resist the huge pressure near the mountains.

As he walked, a dripping wound appeared unconsciously in his throat, and with the bumps of his body, dark red blood oozes out, Qin Chen glanced aside, and couldn't help saying: "This is... ...that witchcraft?"

Tu Mo forced a smile and said, "Yes, that's why I said that our clan has corrected that problem a long time ago."

Su Xuechan followed behind them, half knowing, half doubting.

Logically speaking, his cultivation level is almost the same as that of Qinchen's, but when he walks on his own, he has never been under such tremendous pressure as them, let alone showing his original shape.Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that I am more relaxed, so what is there to say?

He glanced at the moss-covered wet ground again, the blood of the soil mole dripped on it, like pouring a poisonous poison with phosphorous fire, quenching the ground to a scorched black.

Regarding the wound of the soil mole and the curse mentioned by Qin Chen, he was in the clan since he was a child, and he also heard Su Lanji tell him a lot.After the great catastrophe in the past, all the tribes of the Yaozu fell into ruins. Even the Kunlun tribe has not escaped the fate of being slaughtered by the gods and men, but the earth mole tribe is not exhausted. saved.

The earth mole family kept low and small, entangled in every possible way, and finally got a promise from Jubi that he would protect them in the Kunlun Mountains for a rainy season. Come to recuperate.

Although Jubi is a god, he has never seen the greedy and aggressive nature of the earth mole. He agreed to this request and agreed to the earth mole to drink a mouthful of blood on his wrist.

With the permission of the god, the earth mole was not satisfied with just drinking the blood of the god, but began to bite the flesh and blood of the god of heaven. When he noticed the strangeness, he waved his hands, trying to shake the earth mole away, but was caught by more earth mole. Fell to the ground, bit his throat, snapped his spine, and took turns drinking swigs all over Beeby's body.He struggled in vain, but the jade ring that tied the hair of the god was still broken in the dust, and one arm was torn off by the mole and swallowed into his stomach——

——The god of heaven was killed by the tribe he protected.

But he is a god after all. Before he died, with pain and remorse, he cast a curse on the soil mole. As long as they still walk on the earth with this ugly body, as long as they have offspring to reproduce, then his Blood will flow out from their slit throats continuously for thousands of years and forever.

Su Xuechan shook his head. Even though he was of the same Kunlun lineage, he still didn't understand why Qinyuan cooperated with such a lowly and inferior ethnic group to plan this matter.

Just as they were talking, they had already crossed the plain and entered the lush jungle of Nvchuang Mountain. Su Xuechan did not let go of the hand holding the formula, and the soil mole in front gasped, and suddenly asked: "Little prince, Are you sure that only our two clans know about Emperor Ying's release from prison?"

Qin Chen breathed unsteadily and said, "Not sure. We can only minimize the number of people who know about it, but we can't guarantee that only our two races know about it among the monsters."

The soil mole laughed at himself: "Yes, after all, it is such a great benefit."

They were discussing the matter of distributing dragon's blood unscrupulously here, but Su Xuechan's heart suddenly burst into an unknown fire.

Emperor Ying is the ancient dragon god, in their mouth, it is like a piece of fish meat placed on the zu, a piece of footless fertile oil that can be taken at will, let alone face the power of the dragon, even when Emperor Ying was not born, these wishful thinking It is so difficult for the monster clan to step into his mountain system that has experienced calamities, so what is the distribution of dragon blood...

It really makes people laugh out loud.

"Not good," Qin Chen, who was walking in the front, changed his expression, "Shut up!"

Behind him, a gentle divine power streaked across the sky, accompanied by jingle bells and fairy music all the way, Su Xuechan looked up, only to find that there were a few phoenixes clearing the way, and the chariot of the chariot led by strange beasts, Shi Shi ran from the top of his head. Swimming and coming.

As if a certain switch was turned on, since then, countless immortals who rode cranes and deer, purple aura falling, and many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with canopies, golden lotuses and pink butterflies, Su Xuechan Even in the farther western sky, there are still endless dark clouds and blood, thousands of miles of gold and new winds.

The beautiful woman sitting on the green luan has a high crown and a tall belt, with wide sleeves and flowing clouds. She glanced down lightly, and said softly: "The birth of Emperor Ying is a great event in the world, and it is worthy of congratulations from all over the world."

Beside her, an old man sitting cross-legged on a white deer stroked his beard, but he just sighed and didn't answer.

The beautiful woman showed a look of reluctance, she continued to chuckle at the old Taoist: "What do you think?"

The old Taoist fished out a jade hairpin from his sleeve, and scratched his forehead generously, "It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse, the old man just wants to take a step forward now."

The beautiful woman also slowly suppressed her smile, and murmured: "I don't know when and what month the Candle God will wake up from his sleep. Come to think of it, there is only one Emperor Ying in this world."

"If at that time, those elders above could help and save that person's life, the situation would not be as deadlocked as it is now," the old man blew his beard unhurriedly, "It's good now... …It’s us who are unlucky.”

"You forgot again," the beautiful woman also sighed, "Holy will cannot be speculated."

While talking, he only heard the roar of tigers and leopards from above the higher clouds, the beautiful woman and the old man all looked solemn, and said nothing more.We can only see the haze scattered colors, the sun and the moon flickering, but there is a heavy rain falling from the clouds, like a pearl falling from the sky, and the river and sea hang upside down with rolling waves, dyeing the mountains and rocks in blue, and knocking down thousands of jade in the fairyland.

Su Xuechan couldn't hear the conversation between the immortals, and didn't understand what happened above. After the rain, he only felt his body lighten, and he couldn't feel the huge pressure from the surrounding mountains anymore.

Looking from a distance, he could only vaguely see a figure of Yu Sheng in a Chinese dress in the clouds, sitting high on a strange beast that looked like a tiger but not a tiger, or a leopard but not a leopard.When he wanted to take a closer look, his eyes suddenly felt tingling, and he quickly retracted his gaze, already vaguely guessing the identity of the person coming from the bottom of his heart.

——Lord of Jade Mountain, Supreme Kunlun, Queen Mother of the West.

Su Xuechan tried his best to shrink his body in the shadow of the tall trees, and he dared not move in the midst of this mighty majesty.

"What did you say?!" Su Lanji stared at her beautiful eyes, "Emperor Ying was born at Longshou Mountain!"

Su Sheng nodded, and said in a low voice, "The news should have spread by now."

"Then Ah Chan..."

"Each has a destiny," Su Cheng repeated again, with complicated thoughts in his eyes, "This is destiny."

"We can't just sit like this." Su Lanji said softly.

"The fairy families from all walks of life have joined forces to block the news that the Queen Mother of the West has arrived, and she is going there on behalf of the monster clan," Su Sheng said, "Now that the monster clan is in decline and is severely suppressed by all parties, although Emperor Ying is a dragon god, In the prehistoric catastrophe, he was also counted as a subordinate of the demon tribe, and was conferred by the Emperor Wa's golden banner... I don't know what the consequences will be after being born this time, but with the Queen Mother of the West around, Xuechan will be fine."

Su Lanji let out a long breath: "I hope so."

"It's been a long time since the Great Thousand World has been so lively," Queen Mother Xi's voice was accompanied by dragons and tigers roaring, spreading across the entire sky, "Are all the ministers here for Emperor Ying?"

The lips of the beautiful woman and the old man moved, but they still didn’t respond. The immortals who stood in front of them also remained silent. The Buddha was silent, and the western thundercloud roared muffledly. Seeing this situation, they didn't dare to speak.After a long time, the Dragon King of Huaijiang, who was in charge of clouds and rain, came out and said: "Emperor Ying was born, even if there were thousands of entanglements with cause and effect before, and he was honed by this thousand-year torture, it should be exposed without damage. Its dragon god is honored..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the gods and Buddhas buzzed and discussed endlessly as if they had opened some chatterbox. The old man's lips moved slightly, and his long goose-feathered eyebrows furrowed heavily: "... after all, he is still young."

The other fairy, who was riding a three-eyed white bull, but hadn't spoken yet, chuckled lightly. Her skin was like snow, her almond eyes and peach cheeks, her lips were dotted with four petals of bright red peach blossoms, and a small red mole between her eyebrows was shining brightly. , even more graceful and outstanding, not stained with the world.Ji Ji smiled and said: "The Dragon King of Huaijiang River has only been enshrined for a thousand years, so it is naturally difficult to know the secrets of the ancient times. I just don't know what the two plan to do?"

The beautiful woman pondered for a moment, then shook her head: "The way out is determined, do your best."

"Heroes see the same thing." Xian Ji smiled slightly.

While they were talking, there was a sudden thunder and roar, and black winds rose from the sky and the earth, and countless fire beasts and lightning lights gradually appeared on the dome, flickering and wreaking havoc among the dense clouds and fog, roaring and spreading.

——Coercion rises!

The old man's eyes were like lightning, and he swept away his tiredness before. He stood in the wind and rain and shouted loudly: "Here we come! Let's sacrifice the magic weapon!"

Before he finished speaking, countless fairy music and misty lights appeared behind him, bursts of precious light, and a jade-armored godman appeared under the gloomy sky holding a golden mace and bone knife. The endless white waves and cold stars actually held up a corner of the thundercloud all over the sky!

"The Godly Corpse of the Eastern Sea..." the beautiful woman murmured softly, "You are willing to spend your money."

While she was speaking, the fairy girl beside her also clapped her hands and called out an old picture scroll, pinching out numerous imitation marks with her ten fingers like jade. It reveals the mysteries of countless changes in the universe and the swiftness of the sun and the moon.

"The map of the sea has also been released," Xian Ji said with a smile, "Colleagues can't be lazy!"

The beautiful woman shook her head amusedly, took out a small feather fan from her bosom, and swayed it in the wind, the fan showed a colorful prototype in the wind.While swaying gently and slowly, behind the beautiful woman, there is a sky full of rosy colors, which is fragrant through the ages, and the singing of birds is endless.

In addition, there are countless magic treasures of the immortal family, the scriptures of the Buddha, bursting out auspicious and auspicious lights in the shaking world.Needless to say, there is no need to elaborate on the falling of the necklaces, the gushing of the golden lotus, and the sweeping of the purple air.Those young immortals who didn't know what happened before came here empty-handed, and felt at a loss for a while, and were sent thousands of miles away by the Queen Mother of the West.

"Everyone came prepared, very good." The Queen Mother of the West looked up at the rumbling thunderclouds in the sky like a vortex funnel, "Yinglong God imprisoned for a thousand years, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover for a while. Ten thousand years of practice, the golden body is not easy, I also hope that my lords..."

Her words were suddenly interrupted, and all she could hear was an ancient dragon roaring from under the barren land, shocking the world!

Su Xuechan was already powerless to take another step forward, and the shock produced when the heavenly artifacts fought against the ancient dragon power almost tore everything apart.When the dragon chant sounded, there was only a buzzing in his mind—he couldn't remember anything, and he couldn't think about anything.