The immortal who was punishing Xianxing Mountain was at a very high level and his formation was so strange that even the Yongzhutian sect was unable to find the center of the formation.
If one wants to break the formation by force, one has to flatten the entire mountain. Moving mountains and seas is beyond human power, and even if one has such power, it is impossible.
Xianxing Mountain is very close to the main city of Changping. If the mountain collapses, it will cause an earthquake in the whole city, and the whole city may be in danger.
Although Jun Shu had profound cultivation, he was not good at magic arrays, and for a moment he found it difficult to discern the tricks involved.
Zhu Changyang looked around and saw the vast and magnificent land of Changping.
Beyond the clouds and mist, the green mountains are misty, and the Xianxing Mountain Range stretches endlessly, with only sand, stone, and yellow earth, surrounded by clear streams and white silk, but no birds, fish, or animals, only desolation.
"What a pity." Zhu Changyang sighed, "I wonder what this mountain was like before it became bald."
"No one knows this now." Chang Fengchi said with a look of yearning, "But it is recorded in ancient books that before the punishment of shaving the head, this mountain was the most magical mountain in Changping. When a strong wind blows, if it is at night, the golden moss falls into the Jade Mirror Lake, and the golden light in the lake often attracts immortals to come down to earth and dance on the lake."
"Is it true?" Zhu Changyang expressed his doubt. The plot sounded so much like the kind of story that a scenic spot would make up for publicity.
"That's not clear." Chang Fengchi shook his head. "Whenever an immortal descends to the earth, there must be a strong wind. Ordinary people cannot go up, so we have only seen it from afar and have never verified it."
He smiled and said, "It is said that when the immortal master passed by this place, he stayed by the Jade Mirror Lake. Maybe he saw the immortal dancing when the wind was strong and he lost his mind..."
Halfway through his speech, he suddenly paused, "Brothers, what are you doing?"
Zhu Changyang suddenly started taking out wires and materials for making light bulbs from his pocket.
"Isn't it said that the golden light of the lake can attract immortals to descend to the earth?" Zhu Changyang ignited the spiritual fire and refined the light bulb on the spot, "I'll try."
Chang Fengchi was silent for a moment, then said dryly, "But that is the light of the golden moss."
"Almost." Zhu Changyang showed the colored lantern he had just refined, "Mine is also golden."
Chang Fengchi: “…”
He couldn't refute it.
Zhu Changyang naturally didn't believe in the legend of immortals descending to the mortal world. The great way was difficult to follow, and there were two worlds, immortals and mortals. If it was so easy for immortals to descend to the mortal world, why didn't any of the ancestors who ascended to heaven from various sects come back to take a look
Judging from his experience of watching 800 episodes of "Science Approaches" in modern times, the so-called dancing of immortals should be just far-fetched, but the scenery of Yujing Lake is quite good, and perhaps there really is a wonder.
As a broadcaster, having heard such bizarre news, I must find a way to reproduce it for the audience.
He didn't have any living golden moss, but it was still very easy to create some golden light.
It was already late when they arrived at the mountain, and the Jade Mirror Lake was large, so it took some time to refine the lamps again. By the time Zhu Changyang had prepared a long enough lamp belt, it was already dark on the mountain.
As the Golden Crow sank, one could feel more and more the power of the immortal's magic circle. Generally, the temperature in the mountains would drop a lot after nightfall, accompanied by gusts of mountain breeze.
There was not a single breath of wind on the Xianxing Mountain, nor any birds singing or insects chirping; it was like a dead place.
Chang Fengchi felt a little scared. He quietly took out a flashlight and turned it on, and asked humbly, "Brothers, how long will it take?"
"Wait a moment." Zhu Changyang made some hand gestures and placed the light bulbs around the entire Yujing Lake. These light bulbs made with spiritual fire had excellent waterproof properties and could be directly immersed in water without short circuiting.
The light strips were installed quickly, and a few spotlights were added around them in the end, in the hope of making the effect as close to that of golden moss as possible.
At this time, the mountain was completely dark, with only a bright moon hanging in the sky.
"Alright." Zhu Changyang used his cultivation to check around and confirmed that there was no problem, then he pressed the switch and said, "Let's see the effect."
The golden lights came on, and the entire lake was instantly illuminated, with the clear mirror-like surface shining brightly and sparkling.
The top of the mountain was dark at this time, making the golden light seem even more like a miracle.
Chang Fengchi was dazzled by the sight and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful."
"It's okay." Zhu Changyang didn't have any psychological fluctuations. The golden light of the lake was indeed very beautiful, but it was not very special.
The light shows in any modern scenic spot can be a hundred times more fancy than this.
He was only concerned about one thing now. He rubbed his hands and asked, "Do you think the legendary immortal will come down to earth?"
This is related to the traffic of his live broadcast room!
Chang Fengchi: “…”
So this is what you guys were planning!
Looking at Yujing Lake and its surroundings, everything was calm and peaceful, with no signs of any gods appearing.
Chang Fengchi said regretfully: "It seems that using lights to replace the golden moss is still not a good idea."
Jun Shu looked at the lake in front of him that was as bright as the Fairyland, and suddenly thought of something. He flicked his fingers lightly, and suddenly the wind rose from the ground and hit the lake.
The strong wind caused huge waves, and the clear lake water rose into the air.
The spotlights on the four corners suddenly lit up, shining on the waves. The golden light reflected on the white waves, and in an instant it was like flames.
But under the bright moonlight, on the top of the vast mountain, there was a lake full of golden fire, burning fiercely.
Ancient books say that golden moss "when thrown into water, spreads over the waves, and shines like fire in the sun."
The wind came up suddenly, and Chang Fengchi was caught off guard. He was splashed all over by the waves. He took a step back in embarrassment and said with a sad face, "Brother Jun, you should give us some psychological preparation..."
The words got stuck in his throat before he could finish them. Jun Shu was standing in front of Zhu Changyang, and while he was making hand gestures, he had already drawn a shield wall to block the incoming waves.
The developer squatted on Zhu Changyang's instep and was also not splashed by the water.
The family of three looks clean and refreshed.
Chang Fengchi's eyes were slightly wet: T_T
It turned out that he was the only one injured.
Chang Fengchi pursed his lips and wiped his face with his sleeve in grievance.
At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the surroundings.
"Did you hear any sound?" Chang Fengchi paused, thinking he had misheard. There were no animals or insects on Xianxing Mountain, so how could there be any sound
However, when listening carefully, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually became a "bibibobo" tone.
Zhu Changyang sensed something, walked to the water's edge, and said in surprise: "There is something in the lake."
The other two people and the cat followed after hearing what was said, and looked under the water, all of them were stunned.
After the Yujing Lake was swept by the strong wind, the surging waves lifted up the layers of mud, sand and pebbles on the bottom of the lake, and along with them, the things that were originally buried under the mud were turned out.
With the help of the light in the water, several people saw a group of foreign objects floating in the water that looked like honeycombs.
Looking closely, I found that the "beehive" was actually filled with groups of insect pupae huddled together.
Those insect pupae were about the size of a little finger, and they floated to the surface of the water in clumps. Before long, the golden lake surface was covered with densely packed black pupae.
Zhu Changyang couldn't help but get goose bumps on his arms.
The rustling and crackling sounds are the sounds of the cocoon breaking out.
Finally, the creatures in the cocoons broke free and flew out, turning out to be gorgeous butterflies.
Zhu Changyang had never seen this kind of butterfly before. It had broad wings with a circle of gold powder on the edge that emitted a faint glow. When the wings flapped, the glow swayed along with it, like a dream.
There were more and more butterflies, gradually forming groups, dancing and playing on the golden lake.
The broad butterfly wings vibrated, shaking off bits of gold powder, which, combined with the light, made people feel dizzy.
Zhu Changyang was fascinated by the show without realizing it.
Suddenly, two slender and graceful figures appeared on the lake.
The figure's clothes fluttered and his body emitted a faint golden light. The two of them danced gracefully on the lake, and the lake surface was as calm as a mirror, without the slightest ripple.
Apart from immortals, who else can have such natural beauty
I wonder if "Approaching Science" can find an explanation... As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zhu Changyang suddenly felt that something was wrong, but his mind was hazy, as if there was a layer of gauze between him and the world, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
A dangerous intuition flashed through his mind, and Zhu Changyang subconsciously shouted: "Jun Shu..."
At the same time, his wrist suddenly tightened, and two fingers touched the center of his forehead. A familiar breath poured into his sea of consciousness, sweeping away the confusion in his mind.
Zhu Changyang suddenly felt his mind clear, and he woke up instantly. He looked carefully again, but there was no immortal on the lake, only groups of golden-winged butterflies.
Studio:
[Oh my god, these butterflies are so beautiful! ]
[Ah, what happened just now? Why do I feel like I was dreaming? ]
Before Zhu Changyang could figure out what was going on, Chang Fengchi's silly laughter came from the side: "Fairy sister! Fairy sister, wait for me, I will come to dance with you-"
As he said this, he was about to step into the lake.
"Brother, wake up!" Zhu Changyang took a breath and hurriedly tried to pull him, but there was some distance between them and it seemed too late.
At the critical moment, the developer jumped out from the side, a faint light flashed under the white hair on his forehead, and a cannonball was fired, directly knocking Chang Fengchi back.
Chang Fengchi fell to the ground with a thud. Before he could react, he saw a black cat rushing towards him and a set of cat punches fell on him like a storm.
"Ouch, ouch, stop it!" Chang Fengchi cried out several times, quickly grabbed the cat's paw, and angrily accused, "Brother, your cat hit me!"
"I didn't mean to hit you, I meant to wake you up." Jun glanced at him, "Otherwise you would have fallen into the lake just now."
Chang Fengchi was stunned, vaguely remembering what had just happened. He then realized it belatedly and broke out in a cold sweat. He immediately shook the hand holding the cat's paw and said in a flattering manner, "Good cat."
"Ah!" The developer pulled back the cat's claws in disdain, turned around and jumped back to Jun Shu's feet, raised his face proudly, "Meow meow meow."
Jun Shu lowered his eyes and glanced at its forehead indifferently: "Not bad."
Chang Fengchi wiped off his cold sweat and was very puzzled: "What happened just now? I seemed to see a god."
Not only that, you were possessed by Duan Yu just now!
Zhu Changyang complained in his heart while looking at the golden-winged butterflies still fluttering in the lake. He frowned and said, "There's something wrong with those butterflies!"
"Yes." Jun Shu nodded, "That's Mengdie."
Chang Fengchi exclaimed, "Ah!" "Ancient Dream Butterfly?!"
The so-called dream butterfly is a legendary spiritual butterfly. It is said that this butterfly is born in the eye of the wind, has a kind of gold powder on its wings, and can create all kinds of strange visions.
Not only that, once living beings inhale this gold powder, their minds will be confused and they will fall into all kinds of illusions.
This kind of spirit butterfly is an excellent material for use in illusion arrays, but there have been very few of them left since the flood in the Great Wilderness Period, and thousands of years ago, they were completely extinct.
Chang Fengchi had only heard of this kind of butterfly, but did not expect to see it here.
"Legend has it that dream butterflies are born at night and devour fluorescent light, so their wings can produce gold..." Chang Fengchi was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized, "Ah, these dream butterflies should feed on creeping golden moss, so whenever creeping golden moss falls into the water, the butterfly pupae in the water wake up and break out of their cocoons."
In this way, the so-called "immortals descending to earth" wonder on Xianxing Mountain is explained.
Whenever the wind cave roars, the strong wind blows the golden moss into the Jade Mirror Lake. At the same time, the huge waves overturn the butterfly pupae at the bottom of the lake. The sleeping dream butterflies are awakened by the golden light of the golden moss, break out of the cocoons, and fly in groups on the lake. The golden powder shaken out by the flapping wings creates all kinds of strange visions.
When mortals looked from afar at the foot of the mountain, they saw the mountaintop shining with golden light and dancing figures, and they thought they were immortals descending to earth.
I think that the immortal master who advanced here not only encountered a strong wind, but also encountered a dream butterfly breaking out of its cocoon and inhaled a lot of the dream butterfly's gold powder.
It wouldn't be a big deal if it happened at normal times, but it happened at the critical moment of advancing to the realm and overcoming the tribulation. Any mistake would lead to all the previous efforts being wasted.
All these situations piled up together, leading to failure in breaking through.
After that, the fairy mountain was punished. There was no wind blowing here anymore, and the golden moss disappeared from then on. The butterfly pupae sank to the bottom of the lake and slept for a thousand years.
Until this moment, a viewer of "Science Approaches" lit up the lake with golden lights out of strong curiosity and professionalism of taking the audience in the live broadcast room to check in famous scenes.
The thousand-year-old dream butterfly awakens again.
After thinking through this, everyone felt complicated.
The next scene made them all even more confused.
After the group of dream butterflies had danced enough, they began to pounce on the light strips in the water. Soon, groups of golden-winged butterflies rushed into the water, but immediately flew out of the water, then pounced into the water again, and then flew out of the water again.
This cycle continued several times until the surface of the lake was covered with the gold powder they dropped.
Chang Fengchi was confused: "What are these butterflies doing?"
Zhu Changyang pondered for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, they probably mistook those lights for golden moss and wanted to have a feast on them..."
In the past, dream butterflies were awakened by the golden moss, and they would feed on the golden moss after breaking out of their cocoons. This memory engraved in their genes has been passed down for thousands of years.
So this time after waking up, it followed its instinct and began to eat the glowing objects in the water.
How could they know that this thing was completely different from the memory passed down from generation to generation? They went crazy.
Others: “…”
Studio:
[Poor butterfly, when he woke up, his home was gone, his food was gone, and he was tricked into eating glass...]
[Mengdie: Take a bite, ugh! I don’t believe it, take another bite from a different angle, ugh! ! ]
[You didn't expect it, right? There are so many shiny things in the cultivation world now! ]
(End of this chapter)