Xi Ping was dragged by Zhuo Ming to hide at the bottom of the lotus pond, and he didn't know what was going on outside, but he felt that the east seat was about to collapse.
He felt that this matter was very important. First of all, Xuanwu never expected that the head of the sect could be Moonman, otherwise the white hair would not have sent him to the door to be used as fuel for others; secondly, no one had touched the living Yueman. I am carrying a silver moon wheel, and even if I can be crushed by Xiang Rong, can a "back hand" left by a cicada who doesn't know whether it is dead or alive really work
If it could, why didn't Xuan Wu use it earlier
At this time, the lotus pond suddenly tilted, and they both heard an ominous cracking sound from the depths of the ridge at the same time, and then, the entire mountain began to topple to one side.
Xi Ping re-experienced the feeling of climbing down the cliff after learning how to control the sword on the north slope of Feiqiong, but this time, there was no master to pick him up.
The fragment hidden in Zhao Ting's altar was covered by Xi Ping's spiritual consciousness when Xi Ping was smashed into several pieces-the general was trapped in responsibility all his life, and his heart was more than Lingshan. The chaotic scene in the furnace at that time, I am afraid that I must go crazy on the spot. It's a pity that Xi Ping's consciousness was almost shattered in the middle, and he passed out for a while. He really had no choice but to perform "arrogance" for Zhao Ting on purpose, pretending to have everything in his hands. Otherwise, when Xiang Rong's spiritual sense swept over, he would have run away like a shit, full of food and provoking God Moon Man there.
He wanted to fly the imperial object, but soon found that it was a waste of effort - the aura of Sanyue Xianshan now has a clear surname and cannot be deployed by him.
This is how the Holy Moon Man crushed the little Ascension Spirit, directly suppressing them into mortals!
The water in the pool became a mess, Xi Ping shook off the fishy lotus root all over his body: "Are there no other exits from Sanyue Mountain?"
"Yes," Zhuo Ming said, "but where else do you want to go?"
Xi Ping: "..."
good question.
"Except for the restriction left by Dongzuo Xuanwu to stop him, let alone Sanyue Mountain, you can't be faster than Xiang Rong in any corner of Western Chu." Zhuo Ming calmly replied, "This is a relatively short time. It's the safest place elsewhere, can you stop flailing and soak quietly for a while, wouldn't you?"
Before he could finish his sentence, the hill at the "safest" place fell down, and the boulder by the pool was wrapped in old trees and fell down the high cliff, and the pool was filled with earth clods.
A monster like the Wuxin lotus is not a flower that can live in the mortal world at all, and the aquatic plants that Zhuo Ming can assimilate are limited to a place as big as Sanyue Mountain. Xi Ping's reincarnation trees are all over the world. With his current body of ascension, he could even return to Tao County in an instant, but he didn't dare. Where Shengling's consciousness can sweep, Yueman is only faster and has a wider range than him. He dare not use Yueman to test whether the magic-breaking bracelet can stop it. If he is caught sneaking towards Tao County, the 100,000 Western Chu army will be able to flatten Tao County by turning around.
The master, the third brother, Lu Wu, the eldest lady, the second mistress, the cook, and the small vendors who knocked and fucked with him every day... Countless people rushed into his heart.
What else can restrain Xiang Rong
"Boom"—another loud bang, and the lotus pond began to fall in another direction.
This tilt left and right, Xi Ping had clearly felt that the ridge was broken, and if they swayed again, they would have to be thrown to the bottom of the cliff!
"A kid who is less than a hundred years old." Zhuo Ming waved away the tiny bubbles that Xi Ping released with a little helplessness, and sighed. His facial features are normal at this moment, and his expression is very peaceful, as if he is not desperate and about to be crushed by Lingshan, but just woke up in the afternoon, and he is realizing something.
His eyes were blankly reflecting Xi Ping's figure, he suddenly tilted his head, and asked, "How many people are in your mind?"
Xi Ping subconsciously leaned back, slightly away from him.
"Ah, don't be nervous, I'm not the 'shadow' who escaped from Yujiawan, and I won't let people say what I think in my heart." Zhuo Ming reached out and gestured on his temple, as if he didn't know why Expressing, "I can just vaguely see..."
Xi Ping knew that his third brother could even deduce other people's Taoism through some method, so he waved his hand to interrupt Zhuo Ming: "That's not important! You're going to die, first think about what..."
"Don't think about it, do your best and obey the destiny, you have already done double your human affairs, why don't you wait and see?" Zhuo Ming resolutely changed the subject, "Do you know many people?"
"Who are you waiting for? Your master can be carried out of the funeral. Do you want to wait for Xuanyin's people?" Xi Ping snapped back the words like wrestling his wrists, "Xuanyin only has two cicadas left now. Well, the two old men are old, so they may not be able to fight Xiang Rong together. Besides, with my pissing nature, if the two old men come, it is hard to say whether they should deal with Xiang Rong first, or get rid of us first... "
"Hey, you're so annoying," Zhuo Ming interrupted him again and asked again, "Do you know many people?"
Xi Ping was about to say something when he suddenly met Shang Zhuoming's serious eyes. For a moment, he realized that this lotus flower essence had been in Sanyue for three hundred years, and there seemed to be only Xuanwu by his side.
"Since you can roam around Sanyue Mountain at will, why don't you chat with others if you have nothing to do?"
Zhuo Ming grinned to an arc that human mouths cannot easily reach, and said softly: "I will scare them to death."
The ridge trembled again, and Xi Ping was thrown to the stones by the lotus pond.
The lotus leaves gathered quickly and gently cushioned him.
Xi Ping said at the same time: "Don't you want to scare people?"
While including the bald man in front of him into the group of people who disturbed his mind, he thought to himself: He and Xuan Wu have such a trouble, the origin is not righteous or evil, what should we do in the future
With a thought in his mind, Zhuo Ming immediately "seeed" something, his willow-like eyes opened to a terrifying size, and his neck twisted around.
Without waiting for him to say anything, the east block finally became unsustainable, the Thunder Cloud Cave pierced through the restriction, burned the top of the mountain, and then a thunderbolt struck the lotus pond!
The Wuxin lotus grew wildly in the water for more than ten feet, and lifted the two of them out of the water. The flowers and leaves were not fully unfolded, and the condensed lotus root belt was cut in half by the wind.
Xi Ping was thrown a few feet away and couldn't breathe for a while, so he put a paper doll on himself as a substitute in vain.
However, in the face of absolute power, the trick was simply a joke, and the seven or eight layers of paper figurines were broken at the same time. A few huge lotus leaves flew over to block him, but they were not much stronger than the paper man. The lotus leaves, which were as long as a person, fell down one after another, and Xi Ping was stuffed inside to block his sight.
Just when he was in a hurry, the crumbling east mountain top suddenly stopped, and the sound of the wind around him suddenly stopped.
Xi Ping: "What..."
The next moment, a sudden strong light pierced through the layers of lotus leaves covering his body, piercing his eyeballs. Xi Ping lost all six senses for a moment, his mind went blank, and only one thought remained: Silver Moon Wheel!
He managed to get through the Ascension to Spirit, so he was going to be smeared to pieces by the vicious moonlight silently like Qiu Sha
Why
How can an artifact that can be tamed by man represent God's will? Who decides who is the saint and who is the devil? Why destroy the food rations that people in a county have worked hard for a spring and autumn? Why burn a hundred thousand white spirits on the body of an innocent child to buy back the full moon scab
Just rely on it to bully the weak and fear the hard
Xi Ping curled up subconsciously, using his hands to protect the space between his brows in vain—the fragments of Zhaoting are still in his altar...
Wait, hand? Why is his hand still there
Xi Ping opened his eyes with difficulty, and was shocked to find that his limbs were still alive and had not been melted by the silver moon.
The burst of unknown glare had passed, and it was pitch black all around. With a thought in his mind, the spiritual energy around him immediately surrounded him flatteringly, lifted the lotus leaves that were pressing on him, and the suffocating sense of restraint just now disappeared. The night sky was as clear as washing, and the moonlight burned all night, as if exhausted, it was hidden behind the clouds, but the sky had not yet dawned, and Sanyue Mountain was as quiet as if nothing had happened.
Xi Ping and Zhuo Ming who fell several feet away looked at each other for a moment.
Zhuo Ming's neck stretched out as high as a room like a snake, and sent his top-level inspired head out, and turned around for a while: "Xiang Rong's aura seems to have disappeared."
Xi Ping: "Huh?"
"look by youself."
Xi Ping tentatively released his divine sense, and glanced over, only to see that the empty Sanyue Xianshan was full of ruins, and the "masters" of the Xiang family hid outside the Lingshan Mountain one after another. Tonight, the people of Dongheng City can see There are probably more immortals than street lamps.
Xiang Rong... such a big month full of true god steam, disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, he heard the "click" sound from the mountain ridge again, and Xi Ping immediately stepped on a fallen lotus leaf and floated into the air.
Then he discovered to his astonishment that the rocks that had been broken just now were quickly returning to their place, and the gap was healed—in less than a moment, the top of the mountain was firmly united again.
Then there is the west block, the most severely damaged middle block... The rolling boulders are attracted by some invisible force and return to their original positions; the collapsed palaces and towers are restored in an orderly manner; The large formation protecting the mountain was automatically "stitched", and the destroyed inscriptions and magic circles returned one after another... Finally, the silver moon wheel slowly rose from the middle seat.
The mountain artifact was intact, as if it had never been wedged into the mountainside, and even because the Wuxin lotus was stripped off, it looked "cleaner" than before.
The injured Lingshan seems to have been fully nourished and is healing himself in an orderly manner.
What is nourishing Lingshan
Xi Ping remembered what he saw in the furnace, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and turned to Zhuo Ming. At that time, he was shaken by the phantom of the senior in the furnace, thinking that his guess was wrong——
Zhuo Ming sighed softly: "Saint Yueman, after conquering Lingshan, the next step is to integrate into Lingshan."
"Wait," Xi Ping said, "I remember that the previous sages didn't dissipate as soon as they crossed the realm. Especially Xuandi, the patriarch of your three mountains, didn't he go to fight with Wuxinlian when the Lingshan was completed after the moon was full?" ?”
The corners of Zhuo Ming's mouth pulled toward his ears again, and a voice came from behind Xi Ping: "I guess, it may be because the saint's Dao heart was not roasted in the stove."
Xi Ping turned to avoid a lotus flower that suddenly opened its mouth to speak. The lotus rubbed against him and fell back into the pool. The petals were cold and greasy, like a layer of mucus.
"First there is the full moon, and then there is the Lingshan Mountain." A lotus leaf said softly, "The Lingshan Mountain was born because of the full moon sage, so after the sage ascended, there will be another new moon full copy that is exactly the same according to the sage's heart. So, does Lingshan regard him as his new master? Or does Lingshan regard him as a part of himself?"
"Hee hee hee," a lotus flower trembled with laughter, "I made a bet with the lotus leaf, and I won."
Xi Ping: "You knew..."
"I don't know, the flower and the leaf bet, I'll just try it. You, me, Wan Qiuhong... People like us, when do we want to win without gambling?" Zhuo Ming took a deep breath, "Ah, thank you The head of the sect sacrificed himself to enter the Lingshan Mountain, and the aura of Sanyue became stronger than before."
"So happy!" said the mouth on the leaf.
"So happy..." Countless whispers sounded from the lotus pond, and the sound waves echoed layer by layer, making Xi Ping's skin crawl.
He saw that Sanyue Xianshan was restored in just a moment, and the majestic shadow of the mountain still fell on Dongheng City in darkness. This place is still the most blessed place in the world.
Despite the chaos and absurdity of Sanyue, there will still be geniuses from all over here. A hundred years or a thousand years later, someone may once again overwhelm the crowd and become the person closest to the full moon in the Zhongzuo Immortal Palace... Repeatedly.
"You got what you wanted, and I got what I wanted too," Zhuo Ming waved his hands at Xi Ping with his back turned to him, "Let's make this round a success—oh, yes, I have a question. "
Xi Ping hadn't recovered yet: "Well, what?"
Zhuo Ming said: "I just felt that you thought of me, what were you thinking of?"
Xi Ping was stunned for a moment: "Oh, your master is lying on the board, and Sanyue looks like a bird. I'm thinking about what you will do in the future."
Zhuo Ming, who had his back turned to him, was motionless.
"However, your cultivation is not uncontrollable, and you can walk sideways wherever you go." Xi Ping also fell back into the lotus pond, took out the furnace from the water, put in the mustard seeds, and asked casually , "You mentioned Qiu Sha just now, what, you still recognize her?"
The facial features on Zhuo Ming's face, who was facing away from him, have gradually disappeared, leaving only a mouth. His eyes quietly moved to a lotus leaf, peeking out from among the layers of leaves, peeping at Xi Ping's back, and his two ears respectively moved to the lotus root under the water, and then covered by dense flowers and leaves, he slowly approached Xi Ping's ankle , listening to the pulse beating in his leg.
Fresh and warm...
"I know," Nazui said, "As soon as Wan Qiuhong enters the country, Yinyuelun will feel it. She is a parasitic vine, and she lives by sucking other people's true energy. Get a few useful supernatural powers."
After a pause, Xi Ping slowly straightened up in the water.
"Xiang Zhao was also fed to her by me." Zhuo Ming, whose neck was half as tall as the Azure Dragon Pagoda, slowly turned around, and lowered his head condescendingly to "look" at Xi Ping—although there was only one mouth left on his face, "she I took a good thing in exchange, do you want to see it?"
There was a sudden coolness on Xi Ping's back, but he had just experienced the thunder disaster of ascending spirits and the pursuit of the full moon, so his inspiration was unavoidably dull, and it was already too late to warn. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and his new Ascension Body split open from the inside, revealing a bloody lotus root belt.
Immediately afterwards, the lotus root girdle spread all over his body, binding him firmly in place like a spider web, and piercing between his eyebrows mercilessly.
Xi Ping's consciousness immediately wanted to flee, but the next moment, he seemed to hit an invisible net. His consciousness was struck by lightning, and for a moment the pain was as if Xiang Rong had crushed his body out of the furnace.
A flower said: "I know where your hidden bone is."
Lianye smiled and said, "I've caught you."
The lotus root belt wrapped around Xi Ping dragged him into the bottom of the pool, and a dead man's cold hand stretched out to hold his face: "A while ago when Lu Wu entered the country, I saw that they got Zhou Ying's portrait. , why do you look like the lower half of your face?"
Xi Ping was speechless, but he couldn't help but recall in his mind the scene when he went to Prince Zhuang's mansion to recruit cats and dogs to make people hate him when he was young.
"Ah, I know, it was born," a lotus flower whispered miserably, "He was born with so many things, he was born with you, damn it."
search... soul...
"It's not a soul search, nor is it a low-level insinuation." A mouth on a lotus root said.
At this time, Xi Ping had been dragged to the bottom of the lotus pond, and he saw a cluster of cold flames out of the corner of his eye.
A fire in water
"Yes, that's it." Zhuo Ming sighed, "I got it from Wan Qiuhong, the heart of the furnace."