$889, Ladder (1/2)
In the yellow mud, figures one after another clung to Lunzhu's calves, pulling her deeper into the mud.
She bowed her body and walked forward silently and firmly.
The image of Blood Guanyin on the back is getting higher and higher.
Higher and higher.
Su Wu lay on Sister's thin back, his eyes were silent, but in the silence, there were balls of fire suddenly burning.
The fire light ignited his body and turned it into a red cloak. At the center of the cloak, red and white firewood gathered into an oracle bone inscription with the word "fire".
He became the fire itself.
In the flames, murmurs sounded over and over again: "At the beginning of the ancient times, who preached the gospel?"
"How can the Yin and Yang triad be transformed?"
Those sounds that are either deep, rough, or mellow are endless.
“At the beginning of a man’s life, he obeys the will of nature and responds to people.
The blazing fire will last forever in the world. "
…
"The fire will last forever."
"The fire will last forever..."
Each voice lingered in the fire.
A dark figure suddenly stood up in Su Wu's 'thought' - it stood outside the 'Nuwa Archway World', casting its gaze towards this world -
Its eyes were surrounded by two-color flames of golden red and jet black!
Buzz!
The entire 'Nuwa Archway World' trembled!
Around Su Wu, tiny cracks appeared all over the void where the red and white flames passed by!
——The power coming from the external pressure caused the world here to start to tremble, and cracks continued to appear in the tremors. The external pressure came from the dark figure in Su Wu's thoughts!
The Kitchen God got a ball of black fire that fell off from that pitch-black figure. He transformed the black fire into the 'Renchu Dazao' and established the orthodoxy of the Kitchen God's religion - and the origin of that pitch-black figure is still unknown!
Tortoise cracks surrounded Su Wu's body, and wisps of pitch-black flames spread out from the tortoise cracks, lingering on the fiery red cloak covering Su Wu's body!
The black flames instantly caused the river of yellow mud under my sister's feet to dry up and wither!
Sister 'pulled' her feet out of the yellow mud and stepped on the dry loess!
A cloud of black fire climbed onto the Blood Guanyin statue on Su Wu's back!
The Blood Guanyin statue is mottled and rolled up, and its mud skin is falling off!
It completely turned into a dead thing. As Su Wu raised his shoulders, it rolled down from Su Wu's shoulders and rolled into the yellow mud that was still churning and flooding next to it!
Wang Chuanzhen said nothing.
She may still be wandering around Su Wu and Lunzhu, looking for opportunities to pull them into the yellow mud river;
Or temporarily hide away and go to unknown places.
In this silence filled with only rushing mud and burning flames, the tumbling yellow mud river all around suddenly set off endless waves as high as mountains, rushing towards Su Wu and Lunzhu in the center!
Su Wu jumped off Lunzhu.
He held his sister's hand, and the blazing black fire behind his back kept pushing upwards. As the black flame climbed upward, it gradually 'discolored', turning from pitch black to black and red, and from black and red to red and white. ——The red and white firewood propped up the volcano that reached the ceiling!
In the volcano, another archway rose up in the 'Nuwa Archway World'!
There is a plaque hanging on the mountain-green stone archway.
Write the two ancient words "Xianmen"!
A tall and fat shadow loomed behind the Immortal Gate. 'He' stared at Su Wu in front of the door, and suddenly stretched out his arms with only vague outlines out of the 'Immortal Gate'——
The moment those arms reached out of the Immortal Gate, they continued to disintegrate and dissipate!
But the moment those arms made of firewood stretched out the 'immortal gate', a towering divine throne was thrown in front of Su Wu!
The four words "Zao Lord's God's Position" are written on the divine tablet!
The top of the divine card is burning with a golden and purple fire!
The magic tablet gradually sank in the huge waves of mud, freezing the churning mud ahead and turning it into a ladder at Su Wu's feet——
Su Wu's eyes suddenly turned blood red!
His Adam's apple twitched, he closed his mouth without saying a word, and pulled Lunzhu up the stairs.
Lunzhu looked at his profile and lowered his eyes.
The Immortal Gate stood behind Su Wu, and blazing flames twined around the stone archway. Among the flames, another number of divine tablets fell off one after another, forming an endless staircase in front of Su Wu.
The sacred statues suppressed the huge waves of churning mud, and slowly sank into the ocean of yellow mud under the countless figures transformed from the mud.
Su Wu pulled Lunzhu and lowered her head, stepping over every step, over every huge wave, every river——
He finally reached the end of the yellow mud ocean.
The large rivers of yellow mud that flooded in from all directions converged on the lake in the center. In that lake, clear 'lake water' flowed.
Although the lake water is clear, it can reflect the colorful brilliance.
Standing on the last divine throne, Su Wu heard the endless shouts in the void: "The fire will last forever!"
"The fire will last forever!"
"The fire will last forever!"
He turned and looked back.
In the Xianmen Archway, the tall and fat figure has no arms.
‘He’ was also behind the Immortal Sect, silently staring at Su Wu. Su Wu’s heart felt very sour when being shined by ‘his’ gaze.
He opened his mouth, formed the Heart Lamp Seal, and bowed to the figure who had lost his arms.
At the end of the rivers of yellow mud that were briefly suppressed by the Xinhuo God's throne, the 'Zao Lord God's God' has been mostly submerged in the yellow mud, leaving only a few rays of golden and purple fire on the top of the God's throne still burning.
Still burning.
Su Wu turned around——
Behind him, the last divine throne emerged.
On top of the white jade-like divine throne, a red-white flame rose.
The flames of light flowed on the divine tablet, revealing several bright words: "The Ancestor's Position in the Yinxi Meridian" - this was Su Wu's own divine position.
The god's position rose higher and higher, pressing from the height to the end of the yellow mud rivers - the lakes and pools that were extremely clear but reflected various colors.
Su Wu stood at the end of the long steps lined with statues.
His figure was reflected in the lake, and a ball of fire suddenly rose in the lake.
The golden red fire was like the morning sun rising from the sky. The morning sun cast its light on the mirror lake, turning the mirror lake into a sea of fire!
“That’s how human it is, that’s how human it is…
Mr. Lang, although the fire is magical, it is just a ball of fire. How can it withstand the flooding of the "race pool"?
You walked from there to here——
Walking from the sea of yellow mud to this human pool, I have exhausted all my strength.
It's better to walk down...
Come down...
Walk into this human race pool and let Empress Nuwa fabricate you so that you can be reborn..."
There were layers of ripples in the 'Ethnic Pond', and different faces floated out from the layers of ripples. They crowded the lake, opened their mouths at the same time, moved their lips slightly, and all of them made Wang Chuanzhen's voice. : "Come down, come down...
Stay, stay..."
Su Wu stared at the lake filled with countless faces, staring at the direction of each river of yellow mud. At the extreme of his vision, there were countless figures struggling and being pulled into the rivers of yellow mud.
He couldn't hear the frantic shouts of those figures, but he could hear his own inner voice.
Standing on the gradually sinking throne, he opened his mouth and said: "Wang Chuanzhen, if I can get out of here alive, I will fight you until death."
His voice was soft.
His oath is very serious!
The countless faces in the lake were stunned for a moment.
After a moment, countless faces were hidden under the lake.
Wang Chuanzhen's murmur floated out from the human race pool: "Why bother to persevere? Why bother to persevere...
You will always realize - you will always realize - that the human race pool is your final destination, your best destination..."
Su Wu was worried!
The 'ancestral throne in the Yinxi Meridian' is about to be pressed into the lake - give up this sacred throne, and give up all the firewood cultivation of the Kitchen King God Cult -
"this.
Use this... Adi. "At this time, Lunzhu pulled Su Wu's clothes hard.
She took off the fishing rod behind her.
On the fishing line hanging from the fishing rod, there is a headless body of the Buddha Mother - Du Baren!
"use this."
Lunzhu blinked slightly.
Dubalen's headless body on the fishing line swayed slightly.
The 'human race pool' that was gradually becoming silent suddenly rose into huge waves. The rolling waves turned into colorful arms, grabbing the 'Poisonous Baren Headless' on Lunzhu's fishing rod and fishing line. Body'——
Su Wu suddenly reacted!
Dark arms sprouted all over his body, holding up bowls of soul-removing rice!
The bowls of soul-collecting rice were splashed onto the headless body of Du Balen on the fishing line, suppressing the dim and strange charm emitted by Du Balen's headless body!
Countless grains of rice are spread all over Dubalen's headless body, and are steamed on the surface of its body.
Dusky rice shells covered Du Balen's body.
The total weight of the rice grains attached to Du Balen's headless body must be "eight or two three cents" - the blazing fire suddenly clung to Du Balen's headless body when it was wrapped with a layer of rice shell. On top of that layer of rice shell!
The headless body of Du Baren was wrapped in rice shells, with red and white fire burning all over it, like a statue showing its power!
The flaming idol suppressed the huge waves of the churning human race pool and sank into the human race pool!
The waves no longer roll.
There was a brief silence in the human pool!
Su Wu pulled Lunzhu and stepped up to the flaming 'god statue'. The statue became a ladder under their feet. The moment they stepped on this step, Lunzhu pulled up the fishing rod in his hand!
The statue evaporated a dim and mysterious charm, and the dim and mysterious charm was continuously absorbed by the rice shells on its body - the fire clinging to the rice shells burned even more fiercely!
All around the human pool, the river of yellow mud began to boil, and all of them flooded towards the flaming idol——
The sacred thrones that gradually sank into the river of yellow mud, lost the constant pull of the river of yellow mud, but were lifted out of the river one after another!
The divine thrones were lifted out of the yellow mud layer upon layer, shaking off the mud, and then continued in front of Su Wu one after another, forming a staircase leading further away——
Su Wu and Lunzhu ran up the stairs,
All the way to the end of the river!
The flaming statue also stumbled all the way up the stairs!