As usual, Aman hugged Yun Qing to his shoulders, and strode towards the place closest to the sky.
The tunnel quickly broke away from the interior of the mountain. It was slanted and opened to the outside of the mountain wall. Looking to the side, it was a steep cliff. The more you go up the mountain, the more orderly the rocks become. The originally bumpy ground becomes flatter, and finally there are even vague steps. Smooth stripes began to appear on the inner wall of the tunnel, and the specific content could not be seen, but these stripes were compatible with the mountain, as if they grew in the mountain, without any abruptness.
Yun Qing didn't speak, and Aman was also very quiet, only the sound of heavy footsteps echoed between the two. It was a bit reluctant for a man of his size to walk on the narrow mountain path, Yun Qing was thinking about whether to get off his shoulders and put him back in the mirror, when his eyes suddenly opened up.
The surrounding soil disappeared, and the rocks were no longer undulating and potholed, 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 connects are built from one huge stone.
Yun Qing carefully observed the changes around her, and the traces of the divine way became more and more obvious. Those smooth stripes gradually become zigzag and complicated, and they extend infinitely in all directions, full of vigorous vitality. Even if it is high above the nine heavens, surrounded by blue-gray boulders, Yunqing can still smell the fragrance of vegetation and soil very clearly.
This is the breath of Qingdi, a very gentle smell of spring.
Yun Qing recalled that when she was in Li Palace, her mind was full of how to obtain the orthodox inheritance of the magic way from Song Liyou, and she didn't pay much attention to this aura. Thinking about it now, the entire Li Palace is also filled with vitality similar to this place.
But now, after all, it is too long since Emperor Qing was alive, even if the warmth from that time still remains in the breath, the entire Tongtian Shenmai is still cold. Misty white mist filled every place, the air was damp, and the fragrance of vegetation became more and more obvious.
I don't know how long I walked up, but the tunnel gradually approached the corner. The slope of Tongtian Shenmai is already very gentle, it seems that if you go further, you should be at the top of the mountain. In front of Yun Qing was an empty sea of clouds, mountains and mist, and after turning the corner, it was probably the empty temple.
The power of the Qing Emperor is becoming clear, and the rules of the God of Spring govern everything here.
Yun Qing jumped down from Aman's body, he looked a little restless, the power of Emperor Qing was irresistible to all gods, and it was only natural for Amang to feel the pressure.
There is endless blue in Aman's eyes, and his pupils are like emeralds, dazzling but cannot see the aura of people. After Yun Qing fell from him, his feet quickly lifted off the ground and turned into claws, and his arms turned into strong and 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. Perhaps the power he had been taken away by heaven is returning to this body little by little, but at this time Yun Qing no longer feels fear.
They are nothing but gods, and there are things in this world that are stronger than gods.
Aman's face was covered with thin feathers, and sprouts sprouted from behind his ears, and at a glance, he looked like Cui Cui. Seeing Yun Qing stop, he immediately stopped moving forward, looked at her without blinking, and let out a clear bird song from his throat.
Yun Qing smiled at him: "Let's go."
In the next moment, the peach blossoms suddenly flooded into the eyes.
Walking along the way before, the eyes are full of monotonous white mist and gray rocks, and the sudden peach color makes people feel refreshed. Light pink like clouds, bright red like the scorching sun, towering ancient trees interweave into the sky above the Heavenly Veins. The mahogany canopy is like a cover, and branches protrude from the two huge bronze doors. Countless branches climb to the top of the cliff. This kind of vitality that seems to break through the sky is really staggering.
Yun Qing stared blankly, she never expected to see such a big tree without even entering the door.
The two huge bronze doors are vaguely covered by peach tree branches, and the narrow gap between the doors seems to be propped open by peach trees. There are tens of thousands of flowers and trees in spring, but Emperor Qing seems to be partial to peach trees. The sacrificial vessel he left in Mianfenglang is a peach tree, and now the annex looks like peach blossoms are in full bloom. Yun Qing didn't know if there were similar giant trees in Li Palace, because she didn't explore the situation in that place at all.
Yun Qing walked towards the gap between the two doors, and suddenly remembered the words that Zhong Guanyuan always said, "The emperor's peach is not in spring".
These words are actually talking about the limitations of the power of the gods.
Every god is the incarnation of the rules. They abide by the Dao, control the spring harvest and autumn collection, and the birth and death of all things in this world, and they have never deviated from it. For example, Emperor Qing, no matter how much he prefers the peach tree, it is impossible for him to keep it blooming and invincible. He always wants to watch it flourish every year. The words "the emperor's peach does not come in spring" contain the meaning of vigilance to those with supreme power - even the most powerful practitioners cannot violate the supreme way.
Zhong Guanyuan always mentions this, because he is still living in the shadow of falling from the blue sky and the yellow spring a hundred thousand years ago, and he is jealous from the bottom of his heart about the way of heaven that may take everything away from practitioners at any time.
But the fallen god left behind this ridiculously huge ancient tree indifferently.
You can't be in spring when you are born, and the blooming one hundred thousand years after death becomes a silent resistance.
The gentle-looking god does not seem to be as blunt as imagined.
Yun Qing walked in the shadow of peach trees, the whole palace seemed to be covered by its body. The shiny cyan imperial seals form a continuous road, and you won't feel eerie when walking in the shade of the trees. Those imperial seals flowed and changed, flooding into blue rivers in the dark, and complementing the clouds made of peach blossoms in the sky. There was silence in the palace, and Yun Qing felt as if she had come to another world.
Every time Amon flapped his wings, more branches would come out, and the place gradually turned into a forest composed of one tree.
According to legend, Jumang is the god in charge of the growth of trees, and appears in spring as often as Qingdi.
The two springs burst out endless vitality in the temple together, Yunqing stopped and walked, looking for the place where the other hall was separated from the palace among such dense trees.
Back then, the Farewell Palace was built on the Yintian Mountain, and the Yintian Mountain lived above Qingyun, a place that mortals could not touch. Later, the Qing Emperor fell, and Yintian Mountain also fell from the top of the world. The Farewell Palace was disconnected from the central axis, and became the current Li Palace and Annex. The other hall is still attached to the Yintian Mountain, and the Yintian Mountain took root and directly became the current Tongtian Shenmai; while the Li Palace flew far away and smashed directly into the Nanfeng Continent.
Fortunately, the God's Domain left by the Qing Emperor is still there, and neither place has received much damage. Even their remoteness from the world has not changed, and people now have no way to find their way into the Rigong Annex.
Emperor Qing should have known the fate of the Farewell Palace before his fall, otherwise he would not have arranged two holy places to guard them.
Thinking of this, Yun Qing suddenly remembered something that the Buddhist and Taoist sages had mentioned to her. The Buddhist and Taoist saints once said that the sacrificial vessels left by the Qing Emperor were of far-reaching significance to him, so the Farewell Palace may not be just the place where he lived before his death, there must be something else hidden.
But now the time is really tight, and Yun Qing has no way to dig three feet to find out what is so special about this palace. She could only honestly find the place where the Li Palace and the Annex were separated among the peach trees, and observe a little on the way to try her luck.
Come in through the front bronze door and walk all the way forward. Amang shuttled through the forest, flying extremely fast, Yun Qingyan's holy body was great, and his movement was also a thousand miles away. Not long after the two walked, they saw the end of the temple.
It's a pity that Yun Qing's luck seems to have been used up when he escaped from the Wuhuang Demon Realm. Nothing happened along the way, and he even encountered a little bit of dangerous things. She felt that she was not walking in the realm of the gods, but in the ordinary lush forest. Although God's Domain is completely ignorant, it is impossible to distinguish the direction with the mind or Taoism, but there are countless emperor seals around to guide, so it will not get lost in it.
What stands in front of Yun Qing now is a stone wall, with neither the apex nor the edge in sight. The peach trees stopped growing not far from the wall, and the divine power in this place should be relatively weak.
Yun Qing reached out and touched the emperor's seal on the side, and then covered these wandering lines on the stone wall, laying out a complete formation bit by bit. The connection between the emperors and seals is 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 of Yun Qing's hands became more and more rapid, and her expression began to be a little solemn.
It took Zhong Guanyuan and Ji Yihe nearly a hundred years to completely restore the formation of the Li Palace. According to her method of spelling out the emperor's seal bit by bit, it is as long and hopeless as a sea of dripping water. But other than that, there is no other way, the place covered by the God's Domain can't even use the larger Taoism, and the true energy of the Demonic Dao is suppressed to death.
Yun Qing waved his sleeves and pushed those gleaming emperor seals to Aman: "You try it too."
Hope it's not too slow.
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A sacred mountain slowly rises above the surface of the North Sea.
The shape of this mountain is similar to that of a pillar, and it soars straight into the sky. Most of the North Sea is frozen. It breaks through thick glaciers and pierces from the bottom of the sea. The rocks are exposed and there is no vegetation on the surface. The water in the air quickly condensed into ice, covering the outer layer of the mountain, and soon it turned into crystal clear icicles. The glacier is shattered, and the cracks are still expanding, which shows that this sacred mountain is still extending upwards.
Its top quickly disappeared into gray clouds, and no one knew where it led.
It is still very easy to combine the Li Palace and the other halls. You only need to make up the part of the formation that was damaged back then with the emperor's seal. It will take a little time at most. But building a quadrupole pillar is much more difficult than that.
The Farewell Palace of Yintian Mountain fell from the blue clouds, and now they have to be brought back. Without the blue sky and the yellow spring, Shinto can only choose the most difficult method. They abandoned the four sea gods, refined them into ancient mirrors of the four seas, and then used their bodies and spirits to build the pillars of heaven. When the Farewell Palace of Yintian Mountain is merged into one, the power of the ancient mirror of the four seas will be completely erupted all at once, sending the shrine directly to Qingyun.
And at this time, the Buried Cloud Heavenly Palace also happened to descend from the sky. If the two can coincide in the air without any difference, then the seduction will be considered a success. If it is accidentally wrong, or the time is not right, then the Farewell Palace will definitely fall down again, and the Buried Cloud Heavenly Palace without the protection of the Qing Emperor's divine power will directly disappear between heaven and earth.
The fall of the Buried Cloud Heavenly Palace is fixed and cannot be changed, so Zhong Guanyuan and Ji Yihe must find a way to make the four poles of the sky properly send the Farewell Palace to an absolutely precise position.
Zhong Guanyuan sat on the ice, trying to raise his head to see the position of the Tianzhu: "Is it a little short?"
Ji Yihe covered the Tianzhu with his hands, his face was a little pale, and he looked exhausted. He forced a smile, and replied: "Master Zhong, how can you see clearly with your eyes? I don't think there is any problem here, so don't worry."
Zhong Guanyuan was about to break his neck: "What about the position? Is it right or wrong?"
Ji Yi took a breath with difficulty, and then replied: "No problem, this is indeed the North Sea Eye. But we still have to consider the erosion of the current..."
Zhong Guanyuan yawned, and said: "Then set up a formation, and don't let the current affect the Tianzhu. I don't know how long it will take Yun Qing to finish the annex. Counting ocean currents in, that would take too much thought.”
Ji Yihe's sweat dripped into his white shirt, he nodded helplessly and said, "Yes, Master Zhong."
Zhong Guanyuan felt that the rocks under his buttocks were shaking him to sleep, so he narrowed his eyes and yawned again.
With sharp eyes, Ji Yihe quickly said, "I'll set up a formation for you, why don't you sleep for a while? You're tired after so many days."
Zhong Guanyuan is an ordinary person, no more than a cultivator, and he is exhausted after running around in such a harsh environment for several days. But he tried to open his eyes wide, and stood up from the ice after kicking a few times, he said: "It's okay if you don't sleep, I just want to watch the Li Palace be repaired, watch the quadrupole pillars be built, watch Let us Shinto return to this world again."
He was exhausted and experienced vicissitudes, but those eyes were full of hope for a hundred thousand years.