high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 152 Ancient Shinto [Two Chapters In One]

At the moment when the music sounded, in Qingli Palace, countless figures coincided with each other, all riding the light and flying into the sky.

Building boats, flying boats, treasure cars, Shenshuo... all kinds of flying magic weapons and rainbow lights dancing in the sky are dazzling.

In it, Bai Shu even saw a few monks riding pigs.

The pig was extremely fat, with a round head and a somewhat naive attitude.

On both sides of the pig's body, a pair of palm-sized, better than nothing wings were born, and they were flapping vigorously.

Cui Yuanzhou glanced back, his throat moved, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"What are you thinking?" Monk Huiyuan said:

"Can you eat someone's spiritual pet?"

"I just think it's fat." Cui Yuanzhou muttered, "I didn't say I wanted to eat it."

Bai Shu smiled, and pinched Liu Yun's big sleeve, half of the palm-sized blue-gray dragon scale.

This scale was Xu Yi's token for him to participate in the election of his son-in-law.

The moment the music sounded, there was infinite heat generated in the scales.

After Bai Shu took it out of the Niwan Palace, Long Lin vaguely guided Bai Shu to the source of the music.

On the bright and bright crystal palaces, all kinds of brilliance pierced the sky, and they were gorgeous and boundless.

This noise alarmed the countless water tribes in Qingli Palace.

In Xiaodongtian, a vast land boundary, the huge black tortoise slightly opened its old eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the water flow around him fluctuated for a while, causing billowing waves.

"It's started."

The old turtle moved his lips, and a sound spread.

He looked at the woman under the colorful coral bush not far away, and said with a smile:

"I heard that young heroes from various holy lands and aristocratic families rushed over one after another. Not only Dazheng, but also Beiwei and Dachu, and even small countries such as Nanhai Kingdom, many people came here."

The old turtle rambled:

"When I was young, I went to the South China Sea country and was almost killed by the aquatic tribe in the sea.

In the sea, it is no different than Tongjiang. The ancient survivors before the Jedi Tiantong are everywhere, and I don't know how such a small country as the South China Sea survived. "

The old turtle paused, then continued:

"With so many heroic characters, Princess Seventeen won't go and see them? What if there is someone she likes?"

"You old ministers suppress the water veins for the emperor, and you bear the weight of the entire river every day, so you can't move."

After a long time, the woman under the coral bush spoke lightly:

"Every day I am invaded by water veins and qi, and I am in great pain like being hit by thousands of arrows.

I'm curious, are you not unwilling in your heart? "

"Are you unwilling?"

The old turtle pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled softly:

"I have known Junshang since I was a child. Without him, let alone my cultivation, I would have been swallowed by countless water monsters in Tongjiang long ago. How could I have survived to this day?"

"Others don't know, but the seventeenth princess knows that the three realms of martial arts, the king is already hopeless."

The old turtle's voice faded away, he stared at the woman under the tree, and said indifferently:

"For a long time, the world has been ruled by the human race, and the only two saints of the upper three realms are all of human origin.

Monsters like us, those with stronger cultivation bases, are either captured to become mountain guardian spirit beasts, or used as mounts for human overhauls, and those with weaker cultivation bases are not worth mentioning. "

He suddenly sneered, mockingly:

"Although there are many demon cultivators in the world, how can they be of one mind? Water demons and land demons, bird demons and beast demons, although they are the Four Great Demon Immortals on the surface, but the other three have never been of one mind with the monarch.

Now, with the purple mist descending from the sky and the chaos of human beings and demons, the war between the Three Kingdoms is just around the corner. "

"Why? The human race is the leader of all spirits?!"

The huge water waves that suddenly rose, wave after wave, surged and pressed towards all directions.

With a wave of the woman's colorful sleeves, the heavy water that was approaching in front of her suddenly disappeared invisible.

"There are two saints in the upper three realms."

The beautiful woman's face is cold:

"Your Majesty, what waves can he cause? Even if..."

There was a bit of coldness in her voice:

"Even though Master and Junshang have some friendship, but what about Mr. Xuanwen, will he sit back and watch Junshang's monsters mess up the earth and create a demon kingdom on earth?

You are full of calculations, in front of the saints, you are just childish nonsense. "

"I have always been aware of your majesty's plan, since he came back from Songdu..."

After the woman said those words, there was silence all around. After a long time, the old turtle's voice came slowly:

"He met Weihe who was herding cattle, and he always wanted to be the master of the world.

Since your majesty has the heart, we, as ministers, will have to sacrifice our lives to accompany you. "

"Besides..." Old Gui laughed with some joy:

"Although martial arts are hopeless, but after the purple mist descends, your majesty has obtained that thing, so why do you need to practice martial arts again?"

The purple mist descended from the sky, bringing not only chaos and demons, but also other, more things.

For example, under the Fengshan Temple, the celestial beings trapped by the Great Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.

The divine foot monk brought him back to the Vajra Holy Land from the small barren mountain in Dachu with great magic power.

It wasn't just that the god-footed monk had an encounter. At the moment when the purple mist fell from the sky, Lord Qingli also got what fell from the purple mist.

It was a broken one, and the whole body was covered with small and smoky gold seals.

The moment it fell into the Tongjiang River, countless lives were killed and injured in the water, making the river surface a layer of scarlet.

Lord Qingli, who was living idle in the palace, felt something, and rushed to the location of the golden seal in an instant.

After obtaining the golden seal, Lord Qingli issued a strange order.

Taking the place where the golden seal fell as the origin, all the Shui people living nearby were all strangled by Qingli Palace soldiers.

No one dared to violate it, and no one dared to dissuade it.

When Lao Gui led his army to exterminate a tribe of water apes, he was just about to return to the palace when he was suddenly called into the palace to discuss matters.

In the magnificent palace with bright jade pillars, a man in a green robe and bamboo crown sits on a big treasure, holding a broken golden seal in his hand.

All around, all the veterans of the Dragon Palace stood by His Highness, their eyes excited but dazed.

At this time, the old turtle who returned late finally found out.

What kind of creation is the golden seal in Lord Qingli's hand?

It is called the Shinto Talisman, which is the authority of the gods.

In the golden seal, there is a scripture called "Zhongyu Yushu Shisheng Huanghuajing" is recorded.

"Zhongyu Yushu Shisheng Huanghua Jing" - is the scriptures of Shinto.

It is completely different from the martial arts that prevailed at the time, whether it is the concept or the key points, they are completely different from martial arts practice and are incompatible.

According to Mr. Qingli's speculation, this is suspected to be the cultivation method of the ancient gods before the Jedi Tiantong.

Absorb the mighty power of one side of heaven and earth as authority, from then on observe the way of the sky, stick to the way of the sky, and coexist with the captured heaven and earth, neither birth nor death, neither increase nor decrease.

The ancient gods had sowed countless seeds in this world before the Heavenly Power of Jedi.

There are many temples, and the kingdom of God is immortal.

Countless believers are running on the earth, preaching the scriptures of the gods, and spreading their glory.

Even today, even in the endless years after Jedi Tiantong, in the ancient ruins, traces of the existence of the divine way can occasionally be glimpsed.

As the existence of the most ancient immortal, Lord Qingli has lived in this human world for an extremely long age.

The upper three realms of martial arts have long been untestable, not to mention the scriptures on cultivation, and even the titles of the upper three realms have not been handed down.

Lord Qingli also asked his master several times, but he never got an answer.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and thousands of years have passed by like this little by little.

But the golden seal that fell out of the purple mist opened a new door for Lord Qingli.

The ancient gods reversed yin and yang, drew rivers to form land, saw through walls, mended the sky and bathed in the sun.

Just a cursory look, the "Zhongyu Yushu's First Birth Huanghua Jing" in Jinyinli opened a new door for Qingli Jun.

Almost without thinking about it, he abandoned the martial arts that could not see the way forward.

Afterwards, Lao Gui and other officials of the Dragon Palace suppressed the water veins here, and it was also for this reason.

The Tongjiang River is vast and boundless, and it is only slightly inferior to Yuanhai.

If Lord Qingli can worship Tongjiang with divine means, he can be transformed into a true Jianghe righteous god.

With the support of the entire Tongjiang River, even if he can't compare with Master, he is not far from Xuan Wenjun.

At that time, it was the real land of demon chaos.

After he establishes Jedi Tiantong, he will be the first demon kingdom on earth and become the master of the demon court.

It's just that the water veins of the Tongjiang River are unrivaled. Although I don't notice it on weekdays, if I sacrifice it by means of the divine way, it will be like awakening a dormant real dragon.

Even Qingli Monarch's powerful six-level demon cultivation could not restrain this angry dragon.

Only then did the scene in front of the woman appear.

Countless veterans of the Dragon Palace volunteered to bear the pressure of the water veins one by one, so that their bodies were restrained in place, unable to leave a single step.

But with the help of a group of veterans, Lord Qingli somehow freed his mind and began to sacrifice water veins.

After listening to the old turtle's words, under the colorful coral bushes, the beautiful woman remained silent.

She turned around Yurong lightly, and her figure was engulfed by the water and drifted into the distance.

As she left, she took one last look into the distance.

Including the old turtle, dozens of figures covered the sun with clouds, and seemed to fill the Tongjiang River with huge figures. Unlike the old turtle, they were all shrouded in bright flames, separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

The dozens of qi machines echoed each other and cooperated with the ancient magic circle of Qingli Palace, as if they were suppressing something.

"Princess Seventeen! Think about it carefully, you can't escape this marriage!"

After the woman's figure floated out, the void beside her was rolled up like a gauze curtain, opening a way for her to the outside world.

The old turtle's voice came from behind the woman:

"You are the heir of Lord Qingli, this marriage is not only your own business, it is also a matter for me to wait for Qingli Palace to go up and down, and the endless water people's affairs!"

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And at this moment, Bai Shu and the others finally arrived at the realm where the music sounded.

He stopped to escape the light and raised his eyes to look ahead.

Densely packed, what catches the eye is the floating void, thousands of vast jade platforms.

Many people came gradually, and they looked up one after another, with expressions of astonishment showing on their faces.

The jade platform has a warm color, is broad and gorgeous, and there are countless talismans engraved on its body surface, which is faintly shining.

Only such utensils can withstand the attacks of refining orifices and even Yangfu monks, without cracks and damage.

From this point of view, those thousands of jade platforms are rare treasures.

Countless cultivators who raised their heads unconsciously clenched their fists, their faces blushing with excitement.

Qingli Palace... so many treasures...

Cui Yuanzhou looked away tremblingly, and jumped up and down three times on the spot.

"Dragon Palace, you are really rich!"

He held on tightly to Bai Zhu, his voice trembling:

"Brother, if you really marry a dragon girl, don't forget my brother."

I can marry a dragon girl with a hammer...

Bai Shu pushed his hand away helplessly, raising her eyebrows slightly.

Don't talk about Fengshan Temple, just talk about Lord Qingli, he won't let his daughter marry a monk.

As a monk, he can participate in the selection of son-in-law in Qingli Palace and compete with everyone for the Miluo Lantern, which is a big concession from Lord Qingli.

"Compared to Dragon Girl, I am more interested in Miluo Lantern." Bai Shu smiled at Cui Yuanzhou.

"Senior brother really has a heart like iron!" The little fat man was filled with emotion: "Compared to senior brother, I am still far behind."

"It's okay, it's okay." Bai Shu bowed his head modestly.

But when he arrived at this place, the dragon scale token in Bai Shu's hand suddenly burned hot.

An inexplicable message flooded into his head, Bai Shu frowned slightly, and then looked at one of the jade platforms above the void.

At this time, Cui Yuanzhou also felt something, he also glanced at a jade platform in the sky, exchanged glances with Bai Shu, and nodded thoughtfully.

The second monk Hui Yuanzhang next to him was puzzled. He looked at Bai Shu and then at Cui Yuanzhou, his face full of puzzlement.

"Who to fight and where to fight."

Cui Yuanzhou raised the blue-gray dragon scale in his hand, and explained to Huiyuan:

"Just now, this scale told us."

"The bald donkey doesn't have it?" The little fat man looked curious.

"Are you stupid? I am a monk, Lord Qingli will give me this thing?"

Huiyuan cursed:

"Little Buddha represents Jinghai Temple, and came to watch the ceremony!"

"Oh haha……"

Cui Yuanzhou shrank his head shyly, apparently forgot about this incident.

"I'll go first."

Bai Shu patted Huiyuan's shoulder, turned into rainbow light, and swept towards his Fang Yutai.

Cui Yuanzhou and Huiyuan also flew towards different boundaries.

Far away, on the other side of the clouds and mist, there are crystal palaces used for watching ceremonies.

Bai Shu watched Huiyuan's escape light fall in, and blended into it.

"Under Marlowe!"

Suddenly, when he turned his head, a voice suddenly sounded on the jade platform.

The black-faced man stared and said in a soft voice.

"A mule's snail?" Bai Shu asked curiously.

"It's Luo!"

"The radish of the radish?"

The black-faced man roared angrily, his body exploded, and he immediately bullied him.

"Eat my big peacock fist!" Bai Shu also roared and pointed out.

The black-faced man was startled, and stopped suddenly, a black light appeared from his toe, instantly pulling away the distance between himself and Bai Shu.

Big Peacock Fist - From what I hear, it is the door fist.

While secretly mocking the inexperience of the young man in front of him, Maro took a deep breath, black light surged around his body, like an abyss.

As soon as he raised his eyelids, what met him was a rainbow of lights.

Bang!

Under the astonished gaze, Maro was sent flying like a rag doll, and fell hard onto the jade platform.

moment.

Another black shadow flew up into the sky again, staring at Bai Shu fiercely.

"Isn't it the Peacock Fist?!" Maro said with grief and indignation, "You bully an honest man!"

"It was originally the Great Peacock Fist."

Bai Shu looked at the faint white marks on the black-faced man's chest, and was a little surprised in his heart. This man's horizontal kung fu is obviously not weak.

"You are too slow, and you lack the means to deal with the enemy."

Bai Shu kindly reminded: "Don't just practice the physical body, practice other things too."

"Hmph!" The black-faced man turned his head and turned his body away.

Bai Shu shrugged, not paying attention.

Suddenly, the expression on his face changed, and the black-faced man also turned around.

The sound of mountains roaring and tsunami spread from the viewing place, and they stared at one of the jade platforms, bursting into cheers.

When Bai Shu saw the scene on the jade platform clearly, he and the black-faced man exchanged glances, and both saw the astonishment on each other's faces.

(End of this chapter)