Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from the Original God

Chapter 104 Ideals and Realities

"Why are you knocking on the door like that?"

Qilan was full of question marks, he really didn't understand why Old Tang knocked on the door here, and the door wouldn't open if he knocked like that.

"Nonsense, of course go out, there are devils inside!"

Old Tang kicked on the door again. This time he learned to be smart and didn't kick with his toe. It's a pity that this door cannot be shaken by ordinary people, and there is no gap for them to open.

With this kick, Old Tang used too much force again, and he fell to the ground. The flames of the magnificent building behind him had been extinguished, and one after another exquisite portraits were revealed, which were carved on the wall.

No wonder Qilan didn't feel it. It turned out that those flames that burned out of thin air were extinguished, and there were no such strange scenes here.

"Qilan, do you understand these murals?"

Just about to help Old Tang up, Qilan heard the words and looked at the murals he was pointing at, each one was so exquisite and the colors were so bold, it was like the handle of a god.

On the mural, the white dragon descended to the earth carrying a black stone. Countless human beings reveled for their arrival and bowed their heads under their majestic bodies.

Not long after, the white dragon built a huge castle. He carefully stored the black stones in the castle, and arranged countless dragons to guard it, and he flew high again.

He came to the palace of the king, where there were iron and fire, and the violent flames forged unparalleled alchemy weapons. Seven swords of different shapes were used as the background, which seemed to indicate the king's preference.

Over time, a sharp sword pierced the white dragon's brain, and the dragon's blood splashed everywhere. He turned into a white stone and was sent to a distant mountain country by the king.

The portrayal of the king ends here. The king killed his own people. He didn't want to meet him in the final battle, so he had to do something wrong.

"It feels so familiar." Old Tang who didn't know when he stood up, stood behind Qilan and murmured softly.

"I seem to have seen this scene, no, I seem to be wielding that sword."

"Brother, I seem to have a younger brother, what is his name?"

Old Tang raised his face, what was he recalling, was it the memory of ancient times, or his life as a dragon.

When Qilan heard these words, his expression changed instantly, wouldn't it?No way!Without God by his side, he couldn't deal with an awakened Dragon King.

"What? Old Tang, what are you talking about? You are a Chinese living in the United States. Where is your younger brother? You think too much. You really want a younger brother. I can't."

Qilan quickly interrupted Old Tang's thoughts, "What's so interesting about this mural, don't look at it, don't look at it, let's find a way to open the door."

"Don't disturb my thinking." He responded with cold eyes. At this time, he was not Old Tang, but the famous violent king in history.

But in an instant, he failed. Seeing Qilan fall backwards in shock, he rushed over to grab his hand.

K and Q arrived at the destination according to the route they had already calculated. A huge pippala tree grew in the courtyard, and there was a finely carved statue of Sakyamuni under the tree.

This is the place where Sakyamuni enlightened in history, that is, the place where he became enlightened and became a Buddha. From here, Sakyamuni began his career of preaching Buddhism and Taoism.

However, K and Q did not come to pay their respects to the legendary Buddha. They bypassed this symbolic sculpture and walked into the Buddhist temple behind them.

This temple was built during the Ashoka period, and was later buried by sand, and then excavated by archaeologists, and the Indian people rebuilt it, but at the same time, they also lost the original function of this temple.

They found bits and pieces of records in an ancient book in India, and then came to the result of field investigation. The Mahabodhi Temple also has the meaning of suppressing hell.

Through the corridors in the temple, they went deep into a place that ordinary people have never been to. There is the oldest passage in this relic, blocking the magical road to hell.

According to the ancient notes, the seals of the ruins were unlocked layer by layer, like a channel made of crystals, extending from another space. Without hesitation, the two of them walked towards this weird road.

When they walked halfway, they suddenly saw figures emerging from the bottom of the bridge, and two men appeared at the twisted break of the bridge.

"Yes, anyone?"

Q doesn't quite understand. Shouldn't the water surface under the bridge be a reflection? How could there be other figures?

K hastily looked at the picture pointed out by Q, but there was only a slight lingering time at the twisted fracture, and she saw only two backs.

"Either this is a phantom, or there is another world under the water, and the surface of the water is a projection."

It's easy to understand, the answers here are nothing more than these two, and she prefers the second one. This is the world of dragons, and any weird things can happen.

The two couldn't help speeding up their pace. They quickly crossed the twisted gap and came to this mysterious castle. Angry faces hung high at the door, as if glaring at all the people who came.

"With the essence of blood, one can see ideals."

K muttered to himself, this is a sentence specially marked in the ancient book, and it is also the key to open the door in the ancient book.

She cut her palm with a knife, and a handful of blood flowed into the mouth of this angry colossus with a human face. The colossus showed a humanized expression, it seemed to be tasting, and it seemed to be reminiscing. In the end, the gate still stands here .

Her blood is not enough for it to open the gate, and lowly half-breeds are not worthy to enter the prince's hall.

"I, I, I'm coming."

Q snatched K's knife, and his blood mixed with K's blood flowed into the mouth of the greedy giant. After tasting for a while, the giant opened a gap for them.

The Prince's Hall, which had been covered in dust for a long time, reappeared in the eyes of the world. The two of them slowly walked into this incomparably magnificent ancient building, and the long history was revealed to them.

The black stone is engraved in the mural, and it was discovered by an Indian who raised peacocks in the grand underground building. The Indian and the black stone seemed to have had a conversation. After that, the Indian held the so-called The original human eye came out.

He began to form an army, and launched a struggle against those oppressions. One war after another, one victory after another, he was the invincible king, and he was the ideal king of the people.

But a mortal will grow old eventually, even if he has the power bestowed by the original man, he will not be able to resist the erosion of the years after all, the black stone is passed on to the next king, and his ideals are passed on to future generations.

At the same time, the second-generation king's heir fell into the sacred lake, saw the cruel reality, and began to show his extraordinaryness.

He is so brave that he can bring down an elephant with a stick, which is a war elephant that charges into battle on the battlefield; Resolutely, after the second generation king got old, he slaughtered all his own brothers with the force of thunder.

He inherited the eyes of the original people passed down from generation to generation by the family, inherited the ideals passed down from generation to generation by the family, pacified this continent, and created the reputation of a unified dynasty.

King Ashoka became the voice of an era. He fulfilled the ideal of family inheritance from generation to generation, followed by an extremely cruel reality.

He abandoned black stones, and did not choose white stones. He did not want absolute ideals, nor absolute reality. He created his own dynasty.

It is a pity that the dynasty without the support of absolute power, the royal family without the support of absolute power, fell apart not long after Ashoka passed away and turned into the dust of history.

At this point, the mural is over, and the legendary eye of the original person who endowed the Peacock family with an unparalleled bloodline is in front of him, and a black stone is quietly lying on the huge throne.

K and Q looked at each other, and retreated tacitly. This thing is not a treasure, it has its own consciousness, and it is a deceptive disaster.

"Are all human beings this timid now?"

A grand and distant voice sounded from nowhere, and the expressions of K and Q changed drastically in an instant.

A child came to the white stone. His humble blood was not worthy of entering the palace of the prince, but his black blood made him make an exception to open the door.

The child knelt on the ground respectfully, looking at the white stone with admiration. Grandfather once obtained the black stone, which brought ideals and prosperity to the peacock family, making a family that raised peacocks the head of a huge dynasty. ruler.

Now he sees another road, which is the road of cruel reality, pointing to another ultimate, and he will definitely become a person not inferior to his grandfather.

He held up the white stone as if holding the most noble artifact in the world. Black and white finally met again, but this time it was no longer peace, but war. In a place invisible to mortals, a battle of dragons The war broke out.

The ending is that the two dragons live in peace. After all, they are thinking about the old love in the past, and they can't really fight to the death, so they turn to fight between the ideal and the reality, and the most important chess piece is the human being who blends the two.

The two dragons did not decide the winner in ancient times, and neither of them achieved their ideas in the end. After reincarnation, they will fight again to decide the winner.

That child did not live up to their expectations. He inherited the power and ideas of these two giant dragons, and brought forth new ideas on the road of ideas. He was no longer limited to the so-called ideals and reality, but practiced his own ideas of peace.

The two giant dragons lost the battle again, and the loss was so miserable that there was no winner. The human also abandoned them, threw them back into the dark world, and sealed them forever.

(End of this chapter)