Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 15
How much rhyme does the mountain look after the rain stops?It's not like living flowers and birds in the corner of your head.

The young man leaned on the tree trunk to read the scriptures, and birds chirped on the branch-like jade horns on his forehead.

Looking up, you can see the phantom shadows of towering mountains on the clouds, stretching for thousands of miles, towering like clouds, even if they have not been solidified, the breath from the vast and ancient has enveloped the surrounding fields.In recent days, Li Xi'an has personally witnessed the appearance of these phantoms of mountains, and as time goes by, it becomes clearer and clearer. It won't be long before these majestic mountains will appear in this world.

The true face of Taihang Sacred Mountain hidden in the shadow of time is indescribably majestic and magnificent.

The green thunder suddenly appeared, and the pale giant claws appeared under the old camphor tree.

A flaming giant tiger stepped out with a stack of documents in its mouth.These were paid tribute to Li Xi'an by those families with ancient inheritance, trying to use this method to avoid the birth of Chijiao in the future and to liquidate them.Every once in a while, Qingyan will fetch it and place it under the old camphor tree on the island in the middle of the lake.This is also the source of the scriptures in the boy's hand at the moment.

They were terrified at first, but it can be seen that the one in the Taihang Mountains did not refuse and finally let go of his suspense, so he paid tribute even more diligently. Those aristocratic families who have not set foot in Taihang also paid tribute to some ancient books when they heard about this, in an attempt to beg for some from Li Xi'an's hands. benefit.There was no movement in the depths of the mountain for several days, which made people feel at ease, thinking that Chijiao either no longer cared about their previous offenses, or did not plan to go out of Taihang at all.

"So forget it?" Qing Yan said in a deep voice.

Its gigantic tiger body is now pale with black markings.Flying while running, majestic.But the horrific scar on the left eye is still there. It could have healed during the metamorphosis, but it didn't. It said that the scar is also part of the king's crown, not to mention that it will never forget that day.

"I never said let's forget it." Li Xi'an slowly turned the page without raising his head, "This is the self-righteous understanding of human beings."

"But you accepted the tribute." The fierce beast was upright, thinking that since accepting the benefits, it meant agreeing to the deal.Isn't that how the ancient subordinate vassal states paid tribute to the dynasty so that they could send troops to save the country in times of crisis?

"Ahhh... I accept it." The young man rolled his eyes, jumped down from the tree trunk, folded up the scriptures in his hand and pointed at Qing Yan. "Mao girl, you are good at everything, just being straight."

The cat girl, ever since the red jellyfish transformed into a human form and walked the mountains as a teenager, she has been calling the peerless fierce tiger beside her like this.Qing Yan didn't care, the king of beasts quite naturally thought that the Chijiao was the oldest creature in the mountains, so it was understandable to call it a junior.

"Straight?" The fierce tiger didn't understand the word.

It looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and felt that the other party had changed a lot.The former scarlet serpent had a majestic majesty every time he met, but now the boy's voice is calm, without the suffocating sense of oppression, and sometimes Qingyan even sees the boy talking funny jokes to himself.The appearance and words are like... Qing Yan racked his brains and remembered an adjective in human beings, like a friendly boy next door, although the other party always calls himself a girl.

Whether this change is good or bad is unknown.

Without the majestic aura of a king, like relatives and friends, Qing Yan actually feels that this young Chijiao is extremely awesome from the bottom of his heart.

Li Xi'an threw aside the scriptures that the family had kept in his hand, and picked up another one from the stack of books that Qing Yan brought.

"I won't do anything to them, but some lonely ghosts are still in the world, and I will personally send them to reincarnation."

After the boy finished speaking, he sat back on the branch and opened the ancient book to read.The bird that was frightened by his getting up earlier flew back and stopped on his corner, combed its feathers, and glanced at the green flame under the tree from time to time, with an inexplicable disdain in its eyes.This flood and one bird rippling on the old camphor tree presented an indescribably weird sense of harmony in Qing Yan's eyes.

The fierce tiger lay down on the spot, basking in the sun.

Wait until the sun dips slightly to the west.

Qingyan didn't stay any longer, and the giant palm exerted force, turned into blue light and left.On the way, it thought from the bottom of its heart, and felt that it might need to find some mountain people and ask what "straight" meant.

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Watching Qing Guang escape into the mountains, the young man withdrew his gaze.

The ancient books collected by these families provided great help for him to re-understand the world.

Although it is roughly the same as the human memory in his memory, the difference still exists.In Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the emperors with names and surnames did not match up. , the saying of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors is even less obvious, so people living in this land in this era call themselves "Descendants of the Great Yan", and the title is taken from the Great Yan Empire that unified the kingdoms after the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.Most of the ancient artifacts held by rising creatures among humans come from the three ancient dynasties of Xia, Shang and Zhou.

People in that era sealed the true spirits of heaven and earth with ancient bronze vessels, so that the supernatural powers could continue. Even today, thousands of years later, the sealed spirits still haven't completely disappeared, and they are used by the rising creatures as the cards of the aristocratic family.

The young man looked up at the majestic and unreal mountains. In these ancient books, he also learned a very interesting secret.

People in this era have worked hard for thousands of years, groping for the progress of civilization from the beginning, and accumulating thousands of years of progress just to rise together with the world one day. They hold the sharp weapon of civilization and stand at the top of the world's ecology, thinking that it is enough and just need to wait.But when they left Taihang, they failed to take away any plants or trees. Li Xi'an didn't think it was his own fault, but Taihang's own mighty power.

So, after all, they underestimated nature.

The so-called heaven and earth are not benevolent, and treat everything as a straw dog.In the revived world, all living beings are just a bunch of waves struggling to cross.

No one is an exception.

Thinking about it, the boy casually picked up a piece of fruit and fed it to the flying bird on the corner.His breath is not like a big monster, but more like a natural part of the mountains. Recently, there are often birds on the corner of his head. By the way, he looks at him. I don’t know if he is wondering why this person has branches growing on his head, or why the old branches Looks like a person.This one could be called a novelty. Ordinary birds would startle away when he moved down, but this one would wait for him to sit back on the tree again.

Take out the bronze tripod, and all the pictographs engraved on it returned to the tripod, except that one corner was missing.
A small deer in Zhuanwen has not yet returned, and the wisp of "spirit" it carries has not yet found its destination.

Go and have a look, if you stay any longer, this bird is really going to build a nest on his head.The young man sacrificed the bronze tripod, and quickly put in the ancient scriptures on the ground. He stood up on the branch and raised his head. The golden candle was burning in the bottom of his eyes, and red scales appeared on his fair neck and cheeks.

The wind blew up, and there were creatures deep in the mountains who saw a slender figure like a blood jade rising straight into the sky.

Disappeared in the clouds in an instant.

(End of this chapter)