mountain god dance

The sky is sinking, and the sky is also dimly lit, bright and dark, but what is the time?

The faint morning mist floats on the Kuo River, gathering and dispersing with the breeze.

Before the sun rose, Lan Jian sent Ilzaghi to the ferry, and cast a magic spell on her small boat. Immediately, the girl and the boat changed hazyly, making it difficult to distinguish clearly, like a bunch of shepherd's purse at the head of the stream. Dot flowers and willows.Passers-by looked at her, but could not detect her essence.

"Dolma, go back to the village."

Lanjian said: "This technique can protect you from being discovered by evil people, and you can get home safely all the way."

He changed into new clothes the color of tender lotus root, and a neat jade hairpin with ice core, which was more suitable for his white and pale skin.The figure also changes with the dense atmosphere, flickering and flickering.

The girl kowtowed three times to him on the ground, took out something from the bag of her clothes, and held it in her palm:

"Immortal, at that time Xu Jian gave me this thing, saying that it was left to me by my grandfather. But after thinking about it, I always think it shouldn't be, because... I can't blow it."

A quaint pottery xun lies quietly in the petite palm, with a dragon pattern printed on it, and a promise burnt on it.

Ilzaghi's eyes were red, but he still forced out a smile: "My grandfather left in a hurry, so he probably didn't leave anything for me."

After saying this, she shook her head and denied: "No, he left me, and kept me for me."

What she said was like a scholar's tone, and she smiled shyly like Broad Bean Flower.

Lan Jian silently pressed his hand on Tao Xun, clenched his fingers and wanted to take it back, but changed his mind in an instant.

"It's not mine." He denied: "This is your grandpa's. You are still young, so you have to use your strength to blow it loudly."

He quietly untied the restraint, and handed it back to Ilzaghi: "When there is any danger, you can use it to brag. I will go to your side to help you, um. I will not break my promise."

Ilzaghi hesitated, but when he heard that there was a gift from the immortal, he solemnly took it back and kowtowed to him again: "I was reckless before, Immortal, please don't blame me again. I will tell the villagers your name." No. I have always respected you."

Lan Jian: "You didn't know me before, so let's forget about those things. You go back and tell them to stop worshiping the mountain god immediately. If there is a team from outside the mountain to offer sacrifices, let them go home quickly. Next, thousands of villages in the vast mountains Baizhai...I'm going to do this too."

The day was getting brighter, and soon it was not time to talk.Lan Jian reached out and took out a new three-finger-wide knife from the gray mist around him, with a silver blade and red handle, the cold light melted away the ice.He raised it with a "swish", and the knife suddenly split like a flash of lightning, splitting a cloud of fog neatly, as if a piece of wood was split from the middle.

So he said to the people of the clan:

"Dolma, guard your family, guard your mountain."

"Yes!" Ilzaghi took it with both hands, raised his red face, and promised him: "According to the oracle of the god of the fog and wilderness, we, the people, will follow this practice from generation to generation."

The girl tidied up her cotton-padded clothes, carried a bow and knife on her back, chased up by boat, left the secret quiet stream, and embarked on the big river returning home.

Thousands of villages and hundreds of villages...

She saw that the strong waves and mountains separated people and blocked the road. People in the mountains couldn't get out, and people by the water couldn't get in. Not everyone was happy.And what she guards is the rugged peak, the offspring of Fengxue, even the melting Lishui is rare to see, and the sound of the oars is rare and gentle.

Ilzaghi put his foot into the river, splashed thousands of splashes, took out the Tao Xun from his bosom, stroked it carefully, and thought deeply about it.

"Grandpa..."

On the bank of Xianzhou, the people in the border village finally built an altar, and everyone burned incense and kowtowed to He Bo in the temple and recited prayers.In the sky above, the water-blue barrier brought endless washing, dispelling the malicious curses of evil spirits.

Suddenly, Jin Dian had an inspiration, he opened his eyes and took a look outside the village, as if he saw a large group of red and green withered wild vegetables passing by quietly on the river.

"what."

The soul wanders in all directions, regardless of form and thought, and rushes forward as if unable to stop.

Baigu entered into meditation according to the formula his father said, and even the spirit of the mountain god was leading Baigu. He looked around, and saw a handful of fairy artifacts and magic weapons shining in all directions, stained with the majesty of the heavenly palace, and they were like the sun. All rose from the seven heavens.Baigu rushed to the past again and again in his gnosis, and went to the next place again, and he was tired of looking at the golden cups and precious jades.Feet are like a squirrel falling into a pile of acorns, unable to find the most beloved one no matter what.

The energy was draining, and the back of my head was gradually aching. After a while, tinnitus also appeared, and I couldn't speak well.

"Hundred grains are pigs."

He was even more unconvinced when the tinnitus told him so.

Dad once said that if you are looking for someone, you feel the same way as everyone else, but you can't fall into it.The seeker is the one who solves the predicament, and must not stop for too long and let the other party's thoughts reverse.But looking for things has no synesthesia or empathy.His foundation is weak, and he can't understand the deeper sense of immortality, so he can only distinguish everything, running back and forth in the gnosis, and his body is tired.

But even if he is so clumsy, dull and unwilling to give up, he always has to do something.

Bai Wo knew what kind of character his son was. He sat behind Baigu, supported his shaky waist, and poured his cultivation over continuously, like watering crops.

"Go ahead and find it."

he said briefly.

The two fathers are helping Baigu, the mountains and seas are calm, and the young man is running again, look at this mountain-opening axe, then look at the cauldron of treasures, to detect the shining golden spots in the gnosis, Make a mark.

Suddenly, a strong emotion attracted him. When Baigu turned his head, a huge scarlet star appeared right in front of him. It was old and dilapidated, like a lone wolf that had been patrolling in the dark night Glittering hunger in the eyes.

"Hey, where did you go?" He scratched his head, "When did I have you?"

Baigu approached unsuspectingly, his crimson eyes widened randomly, the fire that burned his conscience devoured him, the spiritual realm changed the world, the thick darkness took away all the light, mud, bad blood, stench, bad The smell of chaos hits the face.

He stepped back in surprise, but he couldn't return to his original position, surrounded by manic shadows and dense cold lights.Baigu tried his best to see clearly, but what he saw was the ghosts in the cave!

They are distorted and inhuman, they are angry and strong, they are sinister and cunning, they spit foul breath, and roar unreasonably for ordinary people.They climbed on the rocks, sneaked in the bad water, some made silk, some laid eggs, some sharpened their claws, some polished human bones, and whittled them into sharp weapons.

Baigu hugged his knees, crouched in the dark and lost his judgment. Is he in the spirit realm, or has he really come to Changye Terrace?Will the evil spirits find him?

He felt a strong sense of destruction, Xie Ning grabbed him and collided with the fragile fairy, the blood in his body seemed to be out of control, gushing out.

Baigu lay on the ground, biting his lips tightly, his mouth was full of blood rust, and he was still shouting in his heart: No way!

He was very determined, I can't be a pig!

His fingernails began to ooze blood, and his nosebleeds were also flowing. His vision became blurred, and he could barely make out that someone was carrying a large sword that was constantly flashing crimson lightning... that color was similar to the red sun in the realm of gnosis. Very similar.

Wrath and Tingjun Sword!

Baigu regained consciousness for a moment, wiped his eyes, wiped himself gaudy to see who it was, so he leaned on two elbows and crawled outwards, two feet away from the goal.

This monster is walking around in the open space, and there is a distance from other ghosts. Presumably no monster likes to be next to the demon sword, but this monster can memorize it, and it can talk to others with ease, encouraging them to go out and do things , kill some people.

Baigu swallowed several mouthfuls of blood, his mind was dizzy, the spiritual realm began to vibrate, and many debris fell from all sides, forming a cobweb-like wall.Only then did he confirm that he didn't really come to the ground, but the touch generated by his thoughts made the two border, so he became bolder, staggered and supported the raised rocks on the ground, and moved step by step to the center where the monsters gathered .

So the ground no longer covered the man's legs, the stone curtains and curtains no longer covered the man's hair, and there were no strange ghost shadows covering his face, and this man could clearly appear in front of Baigu.

He has no legs, and from the waist down is a snake tail covered with blue thin scales. When swimming in the blood-colored pool, he has a kind of almost monster beauty; The king of faraway lands; he wears rare and precious purple clothes, and has a moonstone between his brows, which reflects many colors even in the evil land where the light is weak.

He turned his head and passed through the protection of thoughts and gods. His red eyes saw the enemy's immortal consciousness, his pupils stood up, and he bared his teeth at Baigu and roared!

Ghostly Sooo!

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