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Chapter 696: Qi Sea and Snow Mountain, Resurrection from the Dead

Xiling Peach Mountain is also known as the Holy Mountain. On the south side of the mountain facing the sun, thousands of pink peaches bloom. The Taoist temple hidden among the layers of flower trees and cliffs grows higher and higher, looking extremely majestic and solemn.

On the other side of the mountain, there are steep cliffs and smooth boulders, as if they were split by the gods. There are almost no cracks and soil. Not to mention peach blossoms, not even a single weed can survive on them.

Even the most stubborn weeds cannot gain a foothold on the rock wall, but people can.

Countless years ago, the most devout believers of the Haotian Dao Sect, inspired by their fanatical worship, used the most primitive tools and the most primitive methods to dig dozens of holes into the rock wall with their own hands. steep stone path.

During the construction of these stone paths, countless people fell off the cliff and their bodies were hard to find. But in the end, the believers still accomplished what they wanted to do. This is probably the reason why human beings are superior to everything in the world.

The steep stone path shows a huge zigzag shape, all the way down to the depths of the back rock wall of Taoshan. This place is surrounded by clouds and fog that never disperses. You can't see the sun, you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand, and you can only feel the wetness and humidity around your body. The sound of water sounded from nowhere.

There is a door deep in the fog. Behind the door is a gloomy world, and the faint smell of blood echoes in the dry passage.

This is You Pavilion, a place that millions of Haotian believers in the world have never heard of. This place is responsible for imprisoning the remnants of the Demon Sect and the sinners judged as heretics by the Xiling Temple.

Only those sinners whose sins are so serious that even burning at the stake cannot burn away their filth are qualified to be locked up here.

A few years ago, he once saw the shadow of night floating from the wasteland to the Tang Empire. It was precisely because of this belief that he did so many things in that powerful empire in the north at all costs.

After that incident, he, who had a high status in the temple, was instantly thrown into the dust. Faced with the joint efforts of the headmaster and the Taoist priest in Qingyi, as powerful and intelligent as he was, he had no choice but to be captured, and he became a nobody in the back foot of Taoshan. A prisoner of knowing.

This wooden fence looks ordinary. It is not a precious wood, nor does it have any runes written by a talisman master.

The Great Priest of Light does not have the ability to predict the movement of all things in the world, that is the God-given ability of the Oracle of Heaven. But as a person with the purest and firmest Taoist heart, a priest with light in every hair and blood drop. He has a very special ability. He has the brightest eyes in the world and can see the real darkness in the world.

The dim yellow bean-spot light shines on the iron wall, giving the complex and gorgeous rune lines on the wall a somewhat eerie and heavy meaning.

At the end of the dim passage, a wooden fence appeared deep in the heart of the sacred mountain.

Behind the wooden fence, an old man was reading a book of Haotian classics in his hand. Suddenly he looked up at the sunny side of Peach Mountain, and seemed to be able to see clearly everything in front of the temple with falling peach blossoms through the rocks and darkness.

His deep-set eye sockets, the dense holy light gradually dissipated, and the black pupils were strangely enlarged, occupying the entire eyeball, and looked like a transparent black jade without a trace of dust.

However, just such a wooden fence has imprisoned someone for three years.

The old man's face was extremely thin, his expression was calm and peaceful, and his deep-set eye sockets were filled with holy light. That light is so peaceful and pure, without any impurities or dirt, as if it can see through everything in the world, and can see the darkness between the appearance and heart of everything in the world and everyone, it is extremely bright.

The old man looked up at the top of his head. The wrinkles on his face were as dense as the wood lines on the fence. The expression on his face was extremely gentle, and there was no trace of the wisdom and majesty of the great priest of the past.

The wooden slats are widely spaced, wide enough for a person to walk out casually.

The Great Priest of Light, under the Haotian God's throne, above all living beings, overlooking the world.

On this day, although the Youge was in endless darkness, the old man, as the Great Priest of Light, could feel the shocking miracle of the Sun of Peach Mountain.

"The child of light... has arrived?"

The old man in the pavilion sighed, then turned his eyes to the scripture in his hand and continued to recite and pray. This is the depth of the South China Sea, thousands of miles away from the land. The coastline has long been invisible. A small boat rises and falls among the waves. The sun on the sea is extremely bright. The fish have already dived into the deep sea, and the seagulls have naturally disappeared without a trace. .

"Peach Blossom...Brightness..."

The Taoist priest in Qingyi stood at the head of the boat, looking in the direction of Peach Mountain, murmuring in his mouth.

Tang State, Chang'an, Academy, Back Mountain.

A tall, gray-haired old man walked out of the house. He rubbed his waist and stretched his arms. He looked in the direction of Taoshan in the distance for a long time and said, "It's weird? Is it a child?"

He observed for a long time, but in the end he didn't gain much. He said angrily: "No matter what, go eat, the peony fish is very good..."

In the fourth year of the Apocalypse, this miracle of peach blossoms brought about many changes.

On the day when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, a group of young believers from the countries under Xiling were sent to Peach Mountain to practice. There are princes from Yan Kingdom, princesses from Yuelun Kingdom, and many princes and nobles from other countries.

After that day, this group of believers were valued and cultivated by the Xiling Temple, and they were also watched by many forces.

Everyone wants to know, who caused the peach blossoms to bloom that day?
Spring passes and autumn comes, and the peach blossoms wither.

The peach trees in Taoshan have not bloomed for many years in a row. The young disciples who stayed in Taoshan developed their own lives after many years. Some disappeared from all living beings, and some rose to great heights, but none of them were truly qualified to make the world of Haotian. Valued by the top big shots.

However, on top of Peach Mountain, a "Son of Light" appeared.

Long Qing, the prince of the Yan Kingdom, has extremely high cultivation qualifications and is also known as the most beautiful man in the world. Because of his incomparable faith in Haotian, his good eloquence, and his upright and upright behavior, he is supported by many disciples of the Xiling Temple. Call him the "Son of Light."

……

Peach Mountain, a peach forest with thousands of trees, among the withered and leafless branches.

The beautiful girl held the handsome young man who was seriously injured and seemed to be about to die in her arms. The two opened their hearts and told about their love and affection.

"You are not allowed to die."

"Long Qing!"

"Long Qing..."

The handsome young man passed out, and the palm that held the girl's tender hand fell down weakly. The stunning girl cried and wanted to wake up her lover. When her tears fell from the corners of her eyes, dripped on the young man's forehead, and splashed on the ground, a wave of Strange vitality fluctuations are overflowing.

"This is……"

The girl looked up to the top of her head. The withered branches swayed, giving birth to a bunch of young leaves. Pink flower buds sprouted and bloomed. A peach blossom floated down in the wind and landed on her fingertips, between the sea of ​​youthful energy and the snow-capped mountains.

The peach blossoms turned into pink light, seeping into the young man's clothes and passing through his skin. In the girl's surprised eyes, the young man's pale face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. His vitality was reviving and growing.

(End of this chapter)