high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 146 The Seven Sons of Qingli

Gorgeous glow.There are many auspicious haze.

Daoist rainbows traverse the sky, with thousands of lights reflected behind, fluctuating ups and downs, sweeping in turbulently like raging waves.

Just as Cui Yuanzhou probed out, he was caught off guard and was almost blinded by the bright light.

In this sea of ​​light that blocks out the sun, the lingering cloud car is like a rice in Taicang, inconspicuous at all.

Yuanlei's roar was like an ancient god sitting on the nine heavens, beating the big drum heavily.

He quickly shook his head, opened his eyes wide again, and looked into the distance curiously.

Apart from myself, there were hundreds of densely-packed escaping lights, which also stopped one after another, and the voices of bustling people spread from the escaping lights.

All the inspirations in a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles were drawn, causing the surrounding celestial phenomena to be chaotic and obscure.

Billowing warm light poured down from the sky, like a golden crow spitting fire, and even the air was a bit hot in summer.

On the other side, it was still raining and snowing, pale and misty.

On the vast and distant river, an incomparably wide, boundless and tall mirror of clear water stands abruptly across the river.

Keep the bad wind, the muddy waves, the miserable fog and the cloud far away.

Cui Yuanzhou opened his eyes wide again in astonishment, and made a sound of admiration from his mouth.

Dry clouds cover the sun, and the wind jumps over the clouds... It's hard to describe the magic of the water mirror.

It was like breaking off a piece of the sky, what caught Cui Yuanzhou's eyes was the most clear and flawless color.

His heart tightened, as if being tightly pinched by two big hands, and he didn't even consciously slow down his breathing.

In the Mingming water mirror, the sky, clouds and shadows of hundreds of miles around are reflected one after another.

Cui Yuanzhou watched carefully, and finally found the location of Yunche.

It is a small rainbow spot in the water mirror, if you don't pay attention, you may overlook it.

He took two steps back in disbelief, hesitant to speak.

Even though he came from an extraordinary background, Lingchi Taoist Temple is one of the three lower courts of the Taoist sect, and there are very few vulgar things in his life.

But the Dragon Palace has been full of treasures since ancient times, and Lord Qingli is even the Great Demon Immortal of the Six Realms.

This is the first time for Cui Yuanzhou to see such a magnificent artifact as the water mirror in front of him.

Needless to say him, even Bai Shu and Hui Yuan beside him were shocked and speechless.

The water mirror is tall and broad, like a barrier between heaven and earth.

Around the water mirror, under the rule of Qingli Palace, a group of aquatic creatures covered in scales and armor, with shrimp heads and fish tails, all brought up waves of water, flew into the air, and surrounded the water mirror.

In a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Bai Shu's eyes suddenly fixed.

Huang Jiao...

This is obviously the yellow flood dragon that Wuhui met in the middle of the Tongjiang River when Wuhui took Baishu to Fengshan.

Each of its scales is as bright as gold, shining with a dark golden luster, adding a bit of color to the sky, like a small sun flying from underwater.

Huang Jiao flew in the air, every move was in harmony with the water veins here, setting off countless turbulent waves, and slapping away in all directions.

And the body of the Jiaolong, which is as huge as a mountain, is as small as an ant in front of the water mirror.

Huang Jiao let out a long chant, and the sound waves rolled and drummed in the sky,

It turned into a yellow-shirted boy with a protruding nose and brows drawn into his temples.

Under the feet of the boy in the yellow shirt, there seemed to be an endless river of bright stars, rushing and surging, giving off a brilliant glow.

Following the long chants of the boy in yellow, five or six thick black shadows suddenly flew out from under the river.

The sound of dragon chant resounded between heaven and earth, like spring thunder.

Bai Shu caught a glimpse of the painful look on Cui Yuanzhou's face, and flicked his finger, a five-color halo enveloped him.

Cui Yuanzhou breathed a sigh of relief, he rubbed his head, shook his head vigorously,

After those dragon chants, beside the yellow-shirted boy, six more boys with different clothes and body shapes appeared.

Those six people either wear golden crowns on their heads, with staring eyes;

Some are holding Dharma swords, and there are signs of thousands of rivers flowing on their heads, faintly converging into a boundless sea, and there are green lotuses growing all over their sides, and the majestic existence of the sun and the moon are hidden in their eyes.

"The seven sons of Qingli."

Huiyuan on the side sighed softly:

"These seven dragon sons are the seven highest-cultivated people in Qingli Palace except Lord Qingli."

He looked at the two people holding the magic sword and the sun and the moon hidden in their eyes, and said in admiration:

"Among the seven sons of Qingli, these two are the most outstanding, overwhelming all the heroes."

"Who are they?"

Cui Yuanzhou asked curiously.

"The fat cow is really ignorant." Hui Yuan lazily replied, but ignored him.

"All right."

Bai Shu stopped the furious Cui Yuanzhou, and asked the same:

"These two, what is the allusion?"

"The one holding the Dharma sword is called Mr. Zhemei, and he is a real romantic person."

Huiyuan's expression became solemn, and he quickly said to Bai Shu:

"Mr. Zhemei once studied in the Yedu Academy, and she is good at calligraphy and painting. She was later than the great rebellion against Song Dynasty, and she did not give in too much."

"Just a few strokes of bird characters?" The little fat man squinted: "That's it?"

"You are really stupid."

Huiyuan scoffed:

"It can be seen that the magic sword in his hand is not good? Mr. Zhemei is a world-renowned little sword fairy. His swordsmanship is superb, and he has overwhelmed the talents of many families in Yedu."

"What about the one with the lotus?"

Cui Yuanzhou was angry at first, but also very curious about the next story, so he had to give in to the black fat bald donkey in front of him for the time being.

"The one with green lotus blooming all over his body does not have a name. The monk only knows that he is not a pure-blooded dragon, but the offspring of Lord Qingli and our human woman."

"Since his name is not obvious." Bai Shu couldn't help but asked curiously: "How can he be so respected by monks?"

"Does the Taoist priest know about Taiwei Mountain?" Hui Yuan shook his head, "The Taoist priest should have heard of the reputation of Taiwei Mountain Taoist."

"I know that." Bai Shu nodded slightly.

In Changle City, Bai Shu once met Xu Yan, a human demon from Changshui Temple.

It is said that Taiwei Mountain Daozi personally killed him and sent his head to Yedu.

But in Xiaozang Mountain, Bai Shu fought with Xu Jiazhong's pupil Xiaoxiao.

The younger sister of Daozi in Taiwei Mountain, the proud celestial being known as Xiaodaozi, is also in Xiaozang Mountain, competing with the double pupil Xu Yong for the spirit of the mountain.

In the world of Dazheng, Buddhism has honored King Kong Temple since ancient times, and it is difficult to have a match.

But in Taoist sect, Daodezong and Taiwei Mountain and others competed with each other for infinite years.

But after Taiwei Mountain Daozi was born, Taiwei Mountain overwhelmed several other families in the younger generation.

He and Wuxian, the divine monk of King Kong Temple, were known together for a while, and they are often compared by the world.

There is no reason why Bai Shu wouldn't notice such a hero.

"Jiaolongzi with green lotuses all over his body, although he doesn't have a name, was hidden by Lord Qingli."

Huiyuan opened her mouth and explained:

"However, there was a debate between him and Daozi of Taiwei Mountain, which was recorded by Baixiaolou under Jiejing Mountain."

"How is the result?"

Cui Yuanzhou listened with gusto.

"Invincible and undefeated." Huiyuan responded.

"Invincible and undefeated..." Bai Shu sighed:

"I heard that this time to choose a son-in-law, there are Buddhist sons from Jingang Temple who will come to Tongjiang from afar, and outstanding people from Taiwei Mountain, Daodezong and other aristocratic families will come to watch the ceremony.

The world's talents can be described as a collection of phoenixes and phoenixes. "

……

While Bai Shu was talking with Hui Yuan and others, in front of the boundless water mirror.

The boy in the yellow shirt focused his eyes. He looked at the hundreds of rays of light below, and the densely packed crowd that was gradually approaching in the distance. He said in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, listen to me!"

(End of this chapter)