As usual, Amang held Yun Qing on his shoulders, and then strode towards the place closest to the sky. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
This tunnel soon broke away from the inside of the mountain. It tilted and opened toward the outside of the mountain wall. Looking to the side, it looked like a steep cliff. The higher you go, the more uniform the rocks become. The bumpy ground becomes smoother, and finally it even looks like steps. Smooth stripes began to appear on the inner wall of the tunnel. The specific content could not be seen, but these stripes were compatible with the mountain, as if they had grown in the mountain, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.
Yun Qing said nothing, and Amang was also very quiet. Only the heavy footsteps echoed between the two. It was a bit difficult for a man as big as Aman to walk on the narrow mountain road. Yun Qing was just thinking about whether to get off his shoulders and put him back into the mirror, when his eyes suddenly opened up.
The surrounding soil disappeared, the rocks no longer had undulations and pits, and the inner wall of the tunnel became smooth and clean stone. There is no trace of connection between these stones. It seems that the entire tunnel and the palace it is connected to are made of one huge stone.
Yun Qing carefully observed the changes around him, and the traces of Shinto became more and more obvious. Those smooth stripes gradually become zigzag and complicated. They extend infinitely in all directions, full of vigorous vitality. Even though he was high up in the nine heavens, surrounded by blue-gray boulders, Yun Qing could still clearly smell the fragrance of vegetation and soil.
This is the scent of Qing Emperor, a very gentle scent of spring.
Yun Qing remembered that when she left the palace, she was only thinking about how to get the orthodox inheritance of the magic path from Song Liyou, and she didn't pay much attention to this aura. Now that I think about it, the entire palace is filled with a similar vitality to this place.
But after all, it has been too long since Qing Emperor was alive. Even if the warmth from that time still remains in the breath, the entire Tongtian Divine Vein is still cold. The misty white mist filled every place, the air was filled with moisture, and the fragrance of the vegetation became more and more obvious.
I don’t know how long I walked up, but this tunnel gradually approached the corner. The slope of Tongtian Divine Meridian is already very gentle. It seems that if you go further you will reach the top of the mountain. In front of Yun Qing was the vast sea of clouds, mountains and fog, and behind the corner, there was probably the empty temple.
The power of the Qing Emperor is becoming clear, and the rules of the God of Sichun govern everything here.
Yun Qing jumped off Amang. He looked a little restless. The power of Emperor Qing was unmatched by all gods. It was natural for Amang to feel the pressure.
Amang's eyes were evergreen, and his pupils were like emeralds. They were dazzling but could not see human aura. After Yun Qing fell from him, his feet quickly left the ground and turned into claws, and his arms turned into powerful wings.
Yun Qing stopped and looked back at him. In recent years, Amang has transformed into Jumang more and more times, and each change is closer to Jumang's original appearance than before. Maybe the powers he had taken away from him by heaven were returning to this body little by little, but at this time Yun Qing no longer felt fearful.
He is just a god, and there are things in this world that are more powerful than gods.
Amang's face is covered with thin feathers, and new buds are sprouting from behind his ears. At a glance, his whole body is green. en8. When he saw Yun Qing stop walking, he immediately stopped moving forward. He looked at her without blinking and let out a clear bird song in his throat.
Yun Qing smiled at him: "Let's go."
At the next moment, peach blossoms suddenly flooded into the eyes.
Along the way, the eyes were filled with monotonous white mist and gray rocks. The sudden peach color made people feel refreshed. Light pink like clouds, bright red like the blazing sun, towering ancient trees intertwined into the sky above the divine veins of the sky. The mahogany crown is like a canopy, and branches poke out from the two huge bronze doors. Countless branches climb to the top of the cliff. This kind of vitality that seems to burst the sky is really astonishing.
Yun Qing was stunned. She didn't expect to see such a big tree without even entering the door.
The two huge bronze doors were obscured by peach branches, and the narrow gap between the doors seemed to be held open by peach wood. There are thousands of flowers and trees in spring, but the Qing Emperor seems to have a special preference for peach trees. The sacrificial vessel he left in Mianfeng Gallery was a peach tree, and now the peach blossoms are in full bloom in the annex. Yun Qing didn't know if there were similar giant trees in Ligong, because she didn't explore that place in depth at that time.
Yun Qing walked towards the gap between the two doors, and suddenly remembered the words Zhong Guanyuan always said, "The emperor's peach never comes in spring."
This statement is actually talking about the limitations of the power of gods.
Every god is the incarnation of rules. They abide by the Dao and control the spring harvest and autumn collection in this world, as well as the birth and death of all things, without any deviation. For example, Emperor Qing, no matter how much he prefers peach trees, he cannot keep them blooming undefeated. He will always watch them flourish year after year. The words "Emperor's peach is not in spring" contain a warning to those who possess supreme power - even the most powerful practitioners cannot violate the supreme Tao.
Zhong Guanyuan always mentions this, because he is still living in the shadow of the fall of Biluo Huangquan a hundred thousand years ago, and he is taboo from the bottom of his heart that the way of heaven may take away everything from the practitioners at any time.
But the fallen god didn't care and left behind this ridiculously huge ancient tree.
It cannot enjoy spring when it is alive, but its blooming for a hundred thousand years after death becomes a silent resistance.
The gentle-looking god does not seem to be as sharp as imagined.
Yun Qing walked in the shadow of the peach trees, and the entire palace seemed to be covered by its body. The shiny blue imperial seal stretches into a road, and you won’t feel spooky even when walking in the shade of trees. Those imperial seals flowed and changed, overflowing into green rivers in the darkness, complementing the clouds made of peach blossoms in the sky. There was silence in the palace, and Yun Qing felt as if he had entered another world.
Every time Aman flapped his wings, more branches were pulled out, and the place gradually turned into a forest composed of one tree.
According to legend, Goumang is the god in charge of the growth of trees, and appears as often as Qingdi in spring.
The two springs burst out with endless vitality in the temple. Yunqing walked and stopped, looking for a place where the annex and the palace were disconnected among such dense trees.
At that time, the Palace of Farewell was built on the Hidden Sky Mountain, and the Hidden Sky Mountain was located above the blue clouds, a place that could not be touched by mortals. Later, after the fall of Emperor Qing, Hidden Sky Mountain also fell from the top of the world, and the Palace of Bidding was disconnected from its central axis and turned into the current Palace of Bidding and Annex. The annex is still close to the Hidden Sky Mountain, and the Hidden Sky Mountain takes root and directly becomes the current Tongtian Divine Vein; while the Li Palace flies far away and directly hits the Nanfeng Continent.
Fortunately, the divine realm left behind by Qing Emperor was still there, and neither place received much damage. Even their isolation from the rest of the world has not changed. People today have no way of finding their way into the villa.
The Qing Emperor should have known the fate of the Farewell Palace before his death, otherwise he would not have arranged two holy places to guard them.
Yun Qing thought of this and suddenly remembered something that a Buddhist saint once mentioned to her. The Buddhist and Taoist saints once said that the sacrificial vessels left by the Qing Emperor were all of profound significance to him, so the Farewell Palace might not just be the place where he lived during his lifetime, but there must be something else hidden there.
But time is really tight now, and Yun Qing can't dig deep enough to find out what's so special about this palace. She could only honestly find the place where the palace and the annex were separated among the peach trees, and try her luck by observing a little on the way.
Enter through the bronze door on the front and walk forward. Amang shuttled through the forest, flying very fast, Yunqing Yanmo's holy body was fully formed, and his movement skills were also able to travel thousands of miles in an instant. The two of them walked not long before they saw the end of the temple.
It's a pity that Yun Qing's luck seemed to have been used up when he escaped from the Wuwu Demon Realm. Nothing happened along the way, even the smallest things that looked dangerous were encountered. She felt that she was not walking in a divine realm, but in an ordinary forest. Although the divine realm is completely ignorant and cannot discern the direction with the mind or Taoism, there are countless imperial seals around to guide them, so they will not get lost in it.
What stands in front of Yun Qing now is a stone wall, with no vertex or edge visible. The peach wood stopped growing not far from the wall. The divine power here should be relatively weak.
Yun Qing reached out and touched the imperial seal on the side, and then covered these wandering lines on the stone wall, laying out a complete formation bit by bit. The connections between the imperial seals are very delicate and complicated, but for Yun Qing, as long as there is enough time, it is not too difficult to put them back together like a puzzle.
The problem is that there is not enough time.
The movements in Yun Qing's hands became faster and faster, and his expression became a little solemn.
It took Zhong Guanyuan and Ji Yihe to completely repair the formation in Li Palace for nearly a hundred years. According to her method of spelling out the Emperor's Seal bit by bit, it would be as hopeless as a drop of water gathering into a sea. But there is no other way. Even the larger Taoist magic cannot be used in the area covered by the divine domain, and the demonic energy is suppressed to death.
Yun Qing waved his sleeves and pushed those gleaming imperial seals to Amang: "You also try your best."
Hope it's not too slow.
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A sacred mountain slowly floats above the North Sea.
The shape of this mountain is similar to a pillar, rising straight into the sky. Most of the North Sea is frozen. It breaks through the thick glaciers and penetrates from the bottom of the sea. The mountains and rocks are exposed, and there is no vegetation covering the surface. The water in the air quickly condensed into ice, covering the outer layer of the sacred mountain, and soon it turned into crystal clear icicles. The glacier is broken, and the cracks are still expanding. It can be seen that this sacred mountain is still extending upward.
Its top quickly disappeared into the gray clouds, and no one knew where it led.
It is very easy to combine the palace and the annex. You just need to use the emperor's seal to repair some of the damaged formations. It will take a while at most. But building the Four-Pole Tianzhu is much more difficult than this.
The Farewell Palace of Hidden Sky Mountain fell from the blue clouds. Now to get them back, without the clear blue sky, Shinto can only choose the most difficult method. They abandoned the four sea gods, refined them into the ancient mirror of the four seas, and then used their bodies and souls to build the pillar of heaven. When the Farewell Palace of Yintian Mountain merges into one, the power of the Four Seas Ancient Mirror will completely burst out at once, directly sending the palace to the sky.
At this time, the Burial Cloud Heavenly Palace happened to fall from the sky. If the two could overlap in the air exactly, then it would be considered a success. If it is accidentally misplaced or the time is not correct, the Farewell Palace will definitely fall again, and the Burial Cloud Palace without the protection of the Qing Emperor's divine power will disappear directly between heaven and earth.
The fall of Burial Cloud Palace is fixed and cannot be changed, so Zhong Guanyuan and Ji Yihe must find a way to make the Four-pole Heavenly Pillar send the Palace of Farewell to an absolutely precise position.
Zhong Guanyuan sat on the ice and tried to raise his head to see the position of the Tianzhu: "Is it a little shorter?"
Ji Yihe covered the sky pillar with his hands, his face was a little pale, and he looked like he was very exhausted. He forced a smile and replied: "Master Zhong, how can you see clearly with your eyes? I feel there is nothing wrong here, don't worry."
Zhong Guanyuan almost broke his neck: "What about the position? Is it right or not?"
Ji Yihe took a hard breath and then replied: "No problem, this is indeed the eye of the North Sea. But we still have to consider the erosion of the sea currents... "
Zhong Guanyuan yawned and said: "Then set up a formation and don't let the sea currents affect the Tianzhu. I don't know how long it will take that guy Yun Qing to complete the annex. If her completion time, wind and waves are even longer, Taking into account ocean currents, that’s too much trouble.”
Ji Yihe's sweat had already dripped into his white shirt. He nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, Master Zhong."
Zhong Guanyuan felt that the ice cube under his butt was shaking so much that he would fall asleep. He narrowed his eyes and yawned again.
Ji Yihe had sharp eyes and said quickly: "I'll set up a formation for you. Can you take a nap first? You are tired after so many days."
Zhong Guanyuan is just an ordinary person, no better than a practitioner. He is exhausted from running around in such a harsh environment for several days. But he tried his best to keep his eyes wide open, and after a few kicks he stood up from the ice. He said, "It doesn't matter if you don't sleep or sleep. I just want to watch the palace villa be repaired, watch the four-pole pillars being built, and watch As our Shinto returns to this world."
He was exhausted and experienced many vicissitudes of life, but those eyes were as full of hope as they had been for a hundred thousand years.