Chengtian Ba ​​Suo

Thunderclouds, lightning and thunder. [ y ] That figure, like a bright light in the dark, opened up a road to the limit in the overlapping clouds.

The road was white, somewhat blurred, but stunning.

The thunder roared above the nine heavens, as if the gods were about to send down the punishment of destroying the world.Seeing the golden electric snakes biting away at the figure wrapped in water mist, my heart immediately aroused.

Maybe it was because the movement just now was so loud that even the little beauty couldn't help poking her head out to look.When she saw the whiteness, she let out a voice of surprise.

The little boy Tian Tian took the opportunity to get rid of her palm and ran over happily.

Uncle, can that be eaten?he asks.

cannot……

Oh...he wrinkled his face, full of regret.

The wind is coming...

Slowly, slowly.

At the beginning, it was soft, like wheat ears swaying randomly, hitting people's faces with only a numb feeling.

The fallen leaves on the ground rustled and danced with the wind.The sound of them rolling and colliding with each other is like children's laughter.Pieces, slips, along the wind, into the sky, into the clouds.

The wind gradually became stronger. This scene was like the bone wings of a giant bird waving in Kunlun.It's just that it's not that huge and amazing.

The dust and sand on the ground was blown, and the shuttle rolled on the ground.A tornado faced them, lifted them... Gradually, the wind blinded the eyes and covered the sky.

The transparent wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the whistling sound also followed.

The sound was like someone whistling, big, sharp, continuous...

Huh~~咻~~~咻~~~

rumbling rumbling...

The wind and thunder are mixed together, like a sentence I learned in a textbook: This is a symphony composed and played by nature, which includes the sound and breath of nature, and expresses to human beings how much they are. powerful.

boom!

Thunder rang, and the thick golden electric snake penetrated the water mist and landed on the top of the mountain.After the loud noise, wild smoke rose everywhere, but was immediately blown away by the strong wind.

The water mist seemed to be a little lighter, but it still climbed tenaciously to the sky.I can't see Lord Jiao, I can only see countless white vapors...

At this moment, the word worry can no longer describe my mood.

The feeling that the heart is twisted, tumbling, and curled into Tianjin cannabis flowers is hard for others to understand.You will feel chest tightness, suffocating and difficult to breathe.You will feel distressed, like your heart is being slowly dug open with a knife.The longer the time passed, the deeper the knife dug.

I involuntarily clenched my fists and opened my eyes wide, not wanting to miss every detail.

I want to watch Master Jiao succeed with my own eyes, or... fall.

The wind was strong, and a lot of things were swept away, and a lot of things were also brought in.

I suddenly felt a chill on my cheeks, and something was blown over.Touch it with your hand, the wet liquid.Then, another drop, and then another drop.

This is... rain?

Thunder is stirring, wind and rain are mixed, and it looks like a dragon.It seems that it has really successfully broken through the shackles and reached that unimaginable step.The old Taoist spoke beside him.

I looked at him, but I heard him continue: But just half of the arm of the immortal corpse can replenish so much lost power?It was strange, unimaginable.

Listening to his words, I couldn't help feeling bitter.

It seems that Lord Jiao is really going to turn into a dragon... Looking at the water mist in the sky, which is still stubbornly reaching the sky amidst the continuous bite of the golden electric snake, in my heart, it is really like knocking over a five-flavored bottle, with all kinds of flavors.

The little guy who likes to curl up on my arm, licks his cheeks foolishly, and only knows how to eat and sleep, is about to turn into a dragon and soar into the sky without knowing it.

This is really an incomprehensible upheaval, which is amazing and sad.

The rain gradually became heavier, hitting the bricks and tiles of the Taoist temple, making a crackling sound.

In the past, I would listen to it comfortably and watch the raindrops fall.But now, this mood is no longer there.

The rain that fell from the sky was heavy, like soybeans, and the people who were beaten were in pain.I had to cover my forehead with my hands, barely raised my head and continued to look.

The thunder was loud, and the lightning flashed continuously, illuminating the entire sky.

The water mist increased with the height, and it was impossible to see clearly in the wind and rain.But I still look at the sky persistently, I want to see it really leave, I want to see it fly away without looking back, I want to see the moment when the thunderclouds dissipate in the sky.

At this time, something slowly fell from the sky.

That thing is like a piece of paper, being blown by the wind, swaying left and right.I don't know if it was a coincidence, but when it fell to the ground, it happened to be beside me.

It was a pink thing, I couldn't tell what it was, I walked over to pick it up like a ghost.

Faintly, I felt a familiar smell from above, which made my nose sour.There seemed to be some warmth left on that thing.

It is said that snakes are cold-blooded animals, but Lord Jiao is no longer a snake. When I think of it, I can only feel warmth in my heart.

The old Taoist came over to have a look, and said: This is the skin it has shed, but it took so long to shed the first piece, it seems that its outer shell is stronger than expected.

Um?My heart trembled, and I quickly wanted to ask carefully.

The old Taoist said: The transformation of a python into a dragon is just to increase the hardness of the body and make the blood closer to the dragon.There are a very small number of people who can overwhelm the river and sea when they transform into flood dragons, which is a rare and unusual species.When transforming into a dragon, one must abandon all the old things, stimulate the potential of the blood, let oneself melt into the flesh and bones, and become a real dragon that can soar into the sky.At that time, calling the wind and calling the rain is nothing more than his interest in playing.

It is now in the shape of a dragon, but it has just shed its first piece of skin when it is about to ascend to the sky. It seems that it is not easy to succeed.The old Taoist finally said this sentence conclusively.

You mean, it has the potential to fail?I asked in surprise.

That's right.The old Taoist nodded: No matter how good the jade is, if you want to achieve the ultimate beauty, you need to carve it.The strength of the craftsman is great, and the jade shape will lose its shape.If the strength of the craftsman is small, it is impossible to carve perfect lines.Thunder is like a craftsman, carrying out the final baptism for this rough jade.But now it seems that it is difficult!

I looked down at the pink skin in my hand, suddenly a little disappointed, but also a little happy.

Ambivalence is an emotion that everyone has.Because most of the time, we can't tell what we really want.

can we help itI asked.

cannot.The old Taoist said with certainty: Transforming a dragon depends on the sky, and success depends on the will of God.You see, on that day, the walking thunder is very common, but it represents the power of God.We are neither immortals nor gods, so how can we help it.What's more, no one knows what to do.In ancient times, dragons were mostly born by nature, and there are very few examples of boa constrictors transformed by chance.Like it, it is unique.If we act rashly, not only will we have no way to start, but we may also cause incalculable damage to it.

The old-fashioned words made me more silent.Of course I knew he was right, but when I asked if I could help, I had a real decision in my heart.No matter what, I want Master Jiao to transform into a dragon.Even if I don't see it again in the future, I don't want to feel guilty anymore.

The little boy was naturally depressed by the side, looking up at the sky from time to time, with a face like a glutton.I was afraid that he would come up with some weird tricks, so I twisted it and sent it directly to the little beauty's room.

Keep an eye on him, don't let him out!I exhorted with a serious face.

The little beauty looked at me, nodded, and hugged Tiansheng in her arms.

When I turned around and went out the door, suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky like a sharp knife piercing the sky, cutting the entire thundercloud in half.

The thunder was so loud that even the mountains were shaken.I held on to the doorpost, and saw a few things falling from the sky.

When the thing fell and picked it up, it was still the same skin as before.

I covered my forehead, looked up at the sky, and thought in my heart: Let the thunder be bigger, let it be bigger, let it transform into a dragon!

The essence of Basuo's Taoism lies in exercising the will of God with will.I don't know if my persistent thoughts had an effect, the thunder became louder every time, and the cracking sound resounded through the sky and the earth, gradually becoming one.

Piece after piece of pink skin fell from the air, and each piece was no larger than the size of a palm. If you look carefully, you can find that there is not much flesh and blood remaining under the skin.My heart trembled. Could it be that every piece of skin was torn off by lightning?What a pain!

What kind of transformation is simply a living peeling!

Imagine that the skin on your body is connected with flesh and blood, but it is forcibly torn off by someone.One piece at a time, one at a time, how can this be endured?

With Lord Jiao's delicate body, how could he bear it?Is Hualong good or bad for it?

It suddenly occurred to me that although a boa constrictor can turn into a dragon or even become a dragon if given the chance.But, do they really want to turn into dragons?Do you want to leave the place where you have lived for many years?Do you want to abandon your body and become another completely strange thing?

No one knows, everyone only knows that when the strength is reached, you will naturally go.

And if you don't succeed, everything will be erased.The power you got before was like a prelude to your death at that time.

Is this God's will?

Why do I suddenly feel that it is a bit cruel, like a tyrant who doesn't consider other people's feelings at all.He thinks you have to do what you want to do.He thinks that you don't need to do anything, no matter how much effort you put in, you will never succeed.

This is God's will?

If this is the will of God, what is the will of man?

I suddenly thought of what my mother was going to do. The old Taoist said that what my mother did might go against Basuo's consistent will.

Does she also feel that God's will is unfair like I am now?

Although I said that many things in the world are not necessarily fair if you think they are unfair.But we are human beings. When we have our own will, we live to strive towards fairness.

This is what we live for.Live for fairness on a large scale or on a small scale.

hold head high!

There was a roar that shocked the sky, and it was like a bomb exploded in the thundercloud, and everything within a radius of several hundred meters was swept away.

I saw a long figure moving through the nearby thunderclouds, flickering.