“Gurgle gurgle~”
Du Yu opened his mouth slightly and looked at the magnificent palace.
The scales had been ignited by the sea dragon candle. The palace was clearly standing on the bottom of the sea, but it was burning with raging fire. The scene was very strange.
It was not until he broke into this huge hall that Du Yu discovered that the texture of the ground had suddenly changed.
Bronze color, mottled and old.
The patterns on it are exactly the same as those on the wall of the Shanhai Bell.
"Is this the bell wall?" Du Yu swam downstream.
Sensing Du Yu's intention, Tian Qingci lowered its dragon head again and stretched its dragon whiskers towards the ground.
Du Yu placed one hand on the bronze floor, secretly admiring the wonder of all things.
So, this place can also be considered a gate to heaven
However, compared to the Sky Gate that opens automatically, this bell wall needs to be broken forcibly so that the creatures inside can escape from the boundary of mountains and seas.
"Xiao Zhong, can you open the bell wall here on your own initiative?" Du Yu asked in his mind through the spiritual contract.
"Yes, but this is a self-destructive act." Shanhai Zhong's low voice came from the spiritual contract.
"Forget it then." Du Yu stroked the lines on the wall of the bell with one hand, "Then we won't open it in this lifetime."
Du Yu here was studying the bronze floor, while Yang Qingqing next to him was swimming slowly and looking around.
The interior of the palace is also extremely gorgeous and spacious.
Beautiful scales cover every corner, and in the center of the palace stands a huge red coral.
There is nothing else besides this.
She swam forward slowly, looking up at the red coral, not quite sure whether it was a magical plant or some kind of ancient monster.
The only thing that is certain is that this is a dead object and has no consciousness at all.
She stretched out a white jade finger and gently stroked the exquisite coral, feeling a soft touch at her fingertips.
A dragon's beard slowly and gently rested on her shoulder.
Qingci brought Du Yu to the woman's side: "It once hung high in the sky, emitting a dazzling light, allowing me to see the scorching sun in my memory."
Yang Qingqing touched the red coral with her fingertips, seeming to be thinking about something.
In other words, this is a kind of monster.
Tianqingci: "The sun-like brilliance attracted many prisoners. They united together and tried to pull me down from the position of Sea God and reshape the order of the sea world."
Du Yu blinked his eyes, and reached out his hand to gently touch the red coral: "What happened next?"
Tianqingci said calmly: "Later, I made it into an armchair."
Du Yu: "..."
“Gurgle gurgle~”
Yang Qingqing sighed deeply. It was hard to imagine how many brutal battles Qingci had experienced over the past few hundred years.
The body of Celadon is so beautiful that it can be described as flawless.
But Qingci's experiences were enough to leave his heart riddled with scars.
If it weren't for the special healing magic and the sea dragon candle, I'm afraid this exquisite porcelain would have been covered with scars.
"There were many objects in the palace, but as time passed, most of them were melted by the sea."
As Tianqingci spoke, he slowly lay down, with his dragon head gently resting on the red coral.
Red coral exhibits amazing flexibility.
Under the pressure of the huge dragon head, the red coral was like a soft pillow, its shape being changed at will.
Yang Qingqing floated forward, her body falling into the dense coral branches: "Those who stay have the strength of demon saints."
Tianqingci: "Even if you are a demon saint, you need a body made of special materials, otherwise you can't withstand the ravages of thousands of years."
As he spoke, a small dragon jumped out from the dense branches of the red coral on the west side.
And there was a scroll in its mouth
Yang Qingqing: "What is this?"
The two dragon whiskers of Tianqingci wrapped around the master and the disciple respectively: "This is what I want to show you. It once belonged to a human spirit controller.
Back then in the Sea Realm, he triggered a war of massive scale.
It was even more intense than the time when Hong Shanhu led the others to attack me."
The dragon's whiskers fluttered gently, and the master and disciple landed on Qingci's face.
A small dragon swam past the two men's faces, and the scroll in its mouth suddenly opened and slowly fell.
This is a scroll painting that is nearly 2.4 meters long and about 1.3 meters wide.
The master and disciple moved in unison, each raising a hand to catch the falling scroll.
The material of its mounting is particularly exquisite, and the scroll looks like a jade product, with flawless jasper.
There is also a word "Chi" engraved on the lower part of the shaft head.
Unlike Du Yu's "ruler", the scroll in Yang Qingqing's hand on the right has the word "mountain" engraved on the bottom.
The master and the disciple looked at each other, picked up the scroll and turned it, looking at the top of the scroll.
On the left is Du Yu, with the word "seven" printed on the axis head above.
On the right is Yang Qingqing, with the word "Jiang" engraved on the axis head above.
So…Seven-foot River and Mountain Painting
The two men observed for a moment and stretched the scroll to both sides.
The painting is filled with gray fog and no mountains or water can be seen.
Unlike the exquisite scroll, this painting looks a little tattered.
Yang Qingqing raised her left hand and tapped several places on the scroll. There were five gaps of varying sizes.
Du Yu understood what he meant and asked, "Celadon?"
The Celestial Porcelain Dragon Whiskers rested on the two of them, conveying their thoughts: “When I arrived, the chaotic battle was almost over.
The sea surface was littered with the corpses of monsters.
Three of the spirit masters died together, and another was seriously injured while trying to pick up the scroll that fell into the sea."
“Gurgle gurgle~”
Du Yu grinned: "These spirit controllers must be at the level of Spirit Control Lord or Spirit Control God, right?"
The strength of the monster that could be taken into the sea realm by Yanjiang is beyond doubt.
Tianqingci: “I didn’t express it clearly. It was a civil war among the human race.
The floating corpses of monsters on the sea should be the monsters that joined the battle later.
In our time, the beastmen and humans were irreconcilable and wanted to kill each other without any reason. "
Yang Qingqing: "Civil war?"
A trace of reminiscence flashed in Tianqingci's eyes: "Those humans are dressed in the same red robes, so they should be companions.
I just don’t know why, but they started killing each other.”
Du Yu and Yang Qingqing looked at each other immediately. Red robe
Someone from Zhuxin Garden
Du Yu hurriedly summoned Shanhai Bell: "Xiao Zhong, do you remember this?"
Shanhai Zhong: "What's the matter?"
Shanhai Zhong, who was in the acupuncture point home, had no idea what Du Yu was doing.
Du Yu immediately told the story of the man in red robe and the seven-foot-high painting of rivers and mountains.
Shanhai Zhong had no impression of the Seven-foot River Mountain, but he had thought about the man in red robe for a long time.
“It seems… it seems that this has happened.” As it was too long ago, Shanhai Zhong was a little hesitant, “I was summoned by my old master and took in several red-robed men.
Maybe they are attacking the old master, otherwise the old master would not have put them in the sea prison."
Du Yu felt helpless, but he still thought he could get more clues.
However, he could understand it.
After all, every time Du Yu used the Shanhai Bell, it would flash for only a moment.
Unless the Shanhai Bell has been possessing its owner all the time, its memory of the outside world is almost fragmentary.
Tianqingci: "I know, this should be a treasure. Otherwise, the misguided people of the human race would not fight desperately for it and kill each other.
I took the scroll, and when I put it away, it wasn't intact, it was torn into many pieces."
Tian Qingci continued to communicate while reminiscing, "I also forgot how long it took, this magical painting began to heal gradually.
I don't know what its capabilities are, or what the character of the spirit in it is.
But this painting once belonged to a lost human, who was probably not a good person, so I took away a few pieces of it to prevent it from being put together completely. "
Du Yu asked: "Where are the fragments?"
Tianqingci: "I will keep it in safekeeping, Lord... Du Yu, do you want it?"
Du Yu reached down with one hand and grasped the dragon whiskers at his waist: "Scream."
Tian Qingci was silent for a moment, and looked at the small figure in front of him with his huge dragon eyes: "Master, do you want those fragments?"
Du Yu lowered his head and smiled: "Yeah."
It feels so comfortable to call the Demon Saint "Master", and the sense of accomplishment is so great!
Especially since this name came from the mouth of Gao Leng Qingci.
Tianqingci turned the dragon head and looked towards the palace gate.
A few more small dragons swam over quickly.
It can be seen that Tianqingci deliberately separated the fragments from the storage place of the scroll to avoid accidents.
Yang Qingqing put one hand on Du Yu's shoulder and said, "This is not an ideal place for research. Let's take it back first."
"Okay, Master Qing." Du Yu nodded immediately, "I'll hold the fragments, and you hold the painting."
Yang Qingqing did not refuse and quickly rolled up the gray mist scroll.
Du Yu also collected the five pieces one by one, his heart full of sighs.
It is worthy of being an ancient spiritual weapon!
This painting has been soaked in water for hundreds of years, but it has not melted.
"This is my home." Tian Qingci looked around and said softly, "There's nothing else to see."
Du Yu: "Didn't you build this palace yourself? Didn't you get every brick and tile here by yourself?"
Tianqingci: "Hmm..."
Du Yu: "So, this palace is your past, your life journey. Tell me about it."
Tianqingci: "What?"
Du Yu turned around and swam back, coming to the huge dragon's eyes, and pointed to the top of the palace: "That piece of scale is very big."
Tian Qingci looked up with a confused look in his eyes, as if he was recalling something.
Du Yu leaned against her white eyes, and it was her blue-green vertical boy: "Tell me about it."
"It seemed to come from... from a large fish."
"Take your time to think about it. We have plenty of time." Du Yu gently stroked the cold dragon eyes, his gaze passing through the beautiful candlelight and looking at the gorgeous palace ceiling.
Tianqingci: "It was a huge fish, covering the sky and swallowing the sea, with eight huge wings, disturbing me and making me restless."
Du Yu: "Thousand-winged fish king?"
"Perhaps."
"In modern society, the growth potential of small flying fish is low. It is hard to find four-winged flying fish, let alone the thousand-winged king fish... How do you fight?"
On the side, Yang Qingqing quietly looked at Du Yu's profile.
Her beautiful eyes gradually softened.
She knew that her disciple was using this method to accompany this ancient demon saint who had been lonely for thousands of years...