high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 80

Three months later, above the miao miao qingming, a golden light switch was flying like a flying snake, criss-crossing the boundless emptiness.

In the distance, there is a densely populated city. The buildings in the big city are lined up in rows and arranged in a well-organized manner.

Bai Shu leaned on the light and looked down, the dense crowd passed by in a flash, in the middle of the big city, there was a stone statue tens of feet high, with the appearance of a middle-aged scribe, holding a pill furnace in his arms, with a warm smile.

The smoke in the three-treasure furnace rose to the sky, shoulder to shoulder, and the pilgrims from Shaochang Xianji were bowing their heads devoutly to the stone carving, chanting endlessly.

"That's the image of the eldest son."

When Bai Zhu was more and more surprised, Wu Hui, who was sleeping beside him, woke up at some point. He rubbed his eyes and lazily explained to Bai Zhu.

"Uncle Master."

Bai Shu nodded to him.

It has been three full months since the monk who Wu Hui called Shen Zu Shishu left.

After those weird words, Bai Shu also had some suspicions in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it after all.

This scandal is too implicated, if it is leaked out, it will be a real bad news for the King Kong Temple and the Shenzu monk.

Bai Shu didn't understand why the divine foot monk didn't take the next step after he finished speaking.

Intolerance, or compassion?

At that time, his shirt was drenched in cold sweat, Bai Shu was not surprised at all, the monk would kill him.

But, nothing happened in the end.

Bai Shu thought of the eyes of the god-footed monk again, that old lion's eyes, as if tears would roll down at any moment.

After the divine foot monk left, the stagnant time river slowly began to flow.

The sound of the dull and broken wind, the chanting that seems to be absent in the twilight, the whistling sound of the rolling pines under the blue sky...

On the other side, the mud and wood sculpture-like eyes blinked in confusion.

In his senses, the divine foot monk only came for a moment.

He patted his head, but before he could show his courteousness, he disappeared.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't think about it any more, and Bai Shu was naturally tight-lipped and kept it secret.

Three months passed quickly, they crossed the Tongjiang River, and finally came to Jiangbei from Jiangnan.

During these three months, Bai Zhu really opened his eyes.

The endless water monsters in the Tongjiang River are even more so.

It has a bull's head but a frog's body; giant pythons and long snakes that are hundreds of feet long and short like driftwood, their pupils are as bright as golden lamps, like burning fireballs; carrion is piled up with human faces "Water Maitreya"; a giant octopus the size of a house...

The water apes are in groups, like a dense school of fish, and the tortoise mountain the size of a city wall is floating on the surface of the river. These ancient huge creatures are covered with thick algae.

The river is simply jaw-droppingly wide.

It is not like a river, but more like an endless sea.

Bai Shu looked down from the light, under the deep water, there were dense and chaotic shadows.

Even, at the center of the river, he saw a dragon.

A real, authentic yellow jellyfish.

Wearing scale armor, with beards and horns on his head, thick fangs, and extremely dark eyes.

It is hundreds of feet long and short, like a huge twisted pillar of heaven, each scale is shining brightly with yellow brilliance.

When Baishu saw it, dozens of tornadoes were falling from the sky, making the Tongjiang River turbulent. Huangjiao roared in the tornado. In the meantime, I saw a yellow flood raging freely and surging thunderclouds.

The dragon head, as huge as a mountain, lowered its eyes coldly. In front of its body, which was thicker than the mountain range, Wuhui and Baishu in the light were as small as insects and ants in comparison.

Unexpectedly, after Wu Hui voluntarily reported his identity, Huang Jiao went silent and dived into the bottom of the river.

Dragons follow the clouds and tigers follow the wind. After Huang Jiao dived into the river, the storm, thunder and clouds all over the sky suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

At that moment, when looking at the golden light on the mirror-like river, Bai Shu couldn't help feeling like a dream bubble.

And now, three months have finally passed, and he has finally come to the other side of the river.

The incense burns up, and the overwhelming white smoke envelops the stone sculpture, like a raging sea tide.

"The Changshengzi is the leader of alchemy in the current world, and he is also an immortal of the six realms."

Seeing that Bai Shu was curious, Wuhui lowered the light on purpose so that he could see clearly.

"This place is the capital of Zhongli County, called Changle."

Wuhui stretched out a finger:

"During the reign of King Xi, the epidemic was rampant in Zhongli County, and the ten rooms were empty. The medical officers at that time were helpless. As time went on, there was no way to suppress the epidemic."

He suddenly smiled softly, with a bit of admiration in his tone:

"At that time, the eldest son was still studying in the academy, when he heard about this, he was alone with a sword in his hand, and walked away in white clothes.

In just a few months, the epidemic that made people helpless in the world disappeared without a trace, and the Changshengzi was instantly in the limelight.

It was precisely because of this that the Changshengzi was called into the Weiyang Palace by King Xi, and together with De Qiugong and others, he refined the Changsheng Pill.

As for the longevity pill, it is another grand event in the world. "

"Longevity Pill?" Bai Shu was taken aback, "Immortal Pill?"

"Exactly." Wuhui nodded:

"The whole story of Changsheng Dan, you can save it and ask the dead bald head of Fengshan Temple. Those bald donkeys are the most talkative. They talk like farting, which is very annoying."

The pilgrims who kowtowed devoutly in front of the stone sculpture saw a light hovering in mid-air, and after a little commotion, they returned to calm.

The city of Changle is far more prosperous than Fenyin. After the training is complete, the small world of the human body is first formed. Only at this time can the warrior be able to initially control the escape light, travel in the void, and travel across the vast and dark.

Seeing the reaction of the pilgrims in the city, at least Changle has a few more fighters than Fenyin.

"Let's go."

Wu Hui and Bai Shu stopped to watch for a while before he let out a long sigh and patted Bai Shu on the shoulder.

"Since we have arrived in Changle, we will not be far from Fengshan, and this trip is almost over."

He looked at the stone sculpture from afar for the last time, but he was a little more disappointed.

"I don't know if I can still hope to reach his realm in this life."

The leader of alchemy in this world, people in the world who are as proficient in medicine as Wu Hui are all eager to hear a word of his teaching.

It's a pity that the eldest son has been sitting on Ganshan for hundreds of years, and there is no news about him anymore.

Xuanhe's escape light stopped, and suddenly flew straight up into the clouds, flying high to Qingming, leaving only a long-lasting white mark at the place where he originally stood.

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After about half a meal, under Wuhui's significantly accelerated movement speed, in the distance, a green hill that looks like a house and lined with Buddhist pagodas appeared in front of him.

There are many people walking down the mountain, and the incense burns endlessly, covering half of the small hill in the vast white mist.

"arrive?"

Bai Shu was puzzled.

The buildings on this hill are very neat and majestic, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians, forming a queue like a long snake at the foot of the hill.

"No."

Wuhui shook his head,

After another two or three sticks of incense, at this time, an incomparably majestic Great Barren Mountain, almost crawling like a giant beast, came into view.

The mountain is extremely majestic, the forest is secluded, and the sound of birds and beasts can be heard from the high forest from time to time.

On this great barren mountain, there are continuous buildings, tall halls and wide mansions, row upon row.

"finally reached."

Wuhui laughed loudly, and lowered the Dunguang straight down.

(End of this chapter)