Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 27 27. The Stars Guide the Way
As night falls, the stars are dotted.

The huge red monster quietly left Taihang along the river.

Li Xi'an was going to follow the river in the Taihang Mountains to enter the Yellow River, and then go retrograde all the way to the western plateau.No one will know that he has left Taihang, which is much safer than him leaving Taihang with a high profile.

The escape speed of Pang Ran Jiao's body in the river is not much slower than that in the sky, the reason for the slowness is that swimming along the river can't walk in a straight line, and sometimes you have to take a long way around.

Deep in the river, fish and shrimp open their way.

The monster covered with iron scales swam by like lightning, so huge that it was difficult to see the whole picture.The twists and turns of the body seem endless.

"Are you leaving my golem in Taixing?"

At the bottom of the dark and silent river, voices rang out in Li Xi'an's ears.

"Not only the golem, I also gave the key." Chi Jiao said calmly.

Before Li Xi'an left Taihang, he left behind the terrifying golem he got in the imperial capital.The golem planted the key to unlock the souls of those elders, so he asked Qing Yan to refine the souls of those elders into ghosts.It can satisfy the wishes of these old people who don't want to go to reincarnation, and it can also facilitate Qingyan to drive the golem.

Although the golem has lost the thousands of living souls it has stored since ancient times, once the golem is activated, its power is enough to resist the great monster of the Yang God Realm, and even kill it.

This is the strength of the golem described by the bloody figure.

"You went to Kunlun Shenshan, but you didn't even bring a golem that could resist the Yang God Demon King. You placed it behind. You really are confident and invincible." The voice sighed a little.

"If you want to say that I am reckless, you can say it directly."

Chijiao looked at the stars dotted on the night from the bottom of the river, where the words were lit up, like signposts.During the Great Celebration Ceremony, the Jiantiansi Divine Dance engraved on the heaven and earth lit up the script script in the sky. When the Great Celebration Ceremony ended, these ancient characters were still hanging high in the sky, as if they were waiting.

"I'm not sure whether these star characters can still be manifested in the future, and I'm not sure whether there will be drastic changes in Kunlun in the west, so I can't wait any longer. Taihang is my homeland, so there can be no difference. A golem that is comparable to the Yangshen realm That's all, if you give it up, you give it up." Li Xi'an didn't care.

According to what the blood-colored figure said, the Yangshen Realm is the fourth largest realm on the road of practice, and it is enough to be called the king among thousands of living beings.It is difficult to be completely killed if it can condense the golden body of Yuanshen.In his words, rising creatures are creatures who have just embarked on the road of cultivation, and they have changed from acquired to innate, which is the second realm.

Qing Yan is now in the third largest state, named Ju Ling.The monks of their era would forge natal instruments in this realm, and store them in the sea of ​​consciousness to nourish them with essence and blood, which is a great weapon to kill the enemy.He is now the Yang God after the Juling Realm, and he can be called the Demon King.

"But you are really a monster, you are only in the Yang God Realm, and you can actually kill my incarnation."

"Let's not talk about this first, you really don't remember the era when you were suppressed and the reason why you were suppressed?" Li Xi'an asked, this figure clearly remembered the division of realms, the path of practice and some methods. , but know nothing about what happened in the last era.He wasn't worried that the figure would deceive him, the spirit engraved in seal script on Zai Tianding could not have a different heart, Li Xi'an's inquiry was just to hope that the figure could recall a little more.

"I'm not even the true spirit of my body. At best, I'm just an incarnation. Most of my memories were forcibly cut off when you took me in with that weird big cauldron. Now I still have spiritual consciousness. I find it unbelievable that you expect me to remember these things." The figure spread his hands.

"As for what you said, why do I still remember realm cultivation and many other things..." He shook his head. "These are too basic for us. Telling this information is as instinctive as eating and drinking."

Chi Jiao was silent for a long time.

"Is this the means of the Realm..."

The sixth great realm on the path of practice, the creatures at this level are honored as "ancestors" in ancient books.

When asked how terrifying the "ancestors" of the True Realm were, the bloody figure was very frank, saying that if it was an ordinary Yang God, his incarnation could be destroyed with a single lift of his hand.

It can be destroyed by raising your hand.

The living beings who are almost standing on top of the mountain in this world will be raised and killed if they face an incarnation that has been suppressed for tens of millions of years.

Chijiao exhaled from the bottom of the water, a series of bubbles floated up to the surface of the river and shattered, causing ripples.

He still has a long way to go.

The water turns sharply, and there is a waterfall in front of it, and the sound of thunderous rapids is approaching.Chijiao is traveling westward, and the terrain is from low to high.

The sound of splashing water frightened the deer drinking on the bank, and when the water shone, a huge monster raised its head, with a red copper ghost face on its bony face, and the water flowed down its iron scales and branch-like horns, forming a A short, small waterfall.

The dragon-like creature got up, and its red body rose up like a raging fire from the river.

He quickly crossed the waterfall and dived back into the depths of the river.

When the last ripples spread to the bank and disappeared, it was as if nothing had happened.

…………

Kunlun, a rock cave in the corner of the mountains.

This cave was excavated on the cliff, and it was able to leave deep white marks on the mountain like a sharp wind.

A fox statue is enshrined at the entrance of the cave, with four incense sticks inserted, and red couplets pasted on both sides.

Really festive.

"Lord Fox Immortal, spare your life, spare your life! I will definitely work hard to cultivate, and I will definitely satisfy you!" Inside the cave, a middle-aged man kowtowed vigorously, his fat body curled up tightly, as if to make himself into the crevices of the rocks.

The direction his head was facing was darkness and silence.

"Master Fox Immortal! Lord Fox Immortal!" The man's voice was close to roaring, tears and snot mixed and slid down his cheeks.

Some were eaten into the mouth, and some dripped to the ground.

Around the man, there were still a few figures sitting cross-legged. They looked at the crying man, their eyes did not fluctuate at all, and their faces were full of glaze-like luster, which was closer to porcelain dolls than to people.

A pair of dark blue phoenix eyes opened on a dark height, looking down at the man.

"Actually, I also trust you very much, and I believe that you will definitely cultivate Dafa..." The charming and lazy voice said, and before the smile of the man who heard these words appeared, the voice rang again: "But every day, you must go out alone. , This is our rule, didn’t you just throw away the person who competed with you a few days ago? At that time, you very much agreed with this rule.”

The man's pupils shrank sharply, and his crying expression froze.

"Then I want to compete with her!" He raised his head, with a ferocious face, pointing his finger at the young girl sitting cross-legged in the corner of the cave.

"Okay, okay." The voice in the darkness was unhurried, "After all, this is also our rule."

"Wu Jinyao, your uncle wants to compete with you..."

(End of this chapter)