Chapter 1157 Tide Gathering (12)
In the Taihang Mountains.
The dragon veins at the root of the mountain are rising and protruding above the mountain-shaped land.
The dark shadows of the robbery and the golden blood paint the dragon veins between the mountains, making them mixed into a dark yellow color.
The black-bearded Taoist priest, carrying a boy in a basket and a female nun with freckles on her face, came to the foot of the shaking mountain, surrounded by several disciples.
He looked up at the mountain that was emitting a terrifying and strange aura, then lowered his head to look at the dragon vein at the root of the mountain that had turned into a dark yellow color, and whispered to himself, "Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is dark yellow..."
"The interpretation of the hexagram 'Dragons fight in the wild, their blood is dark yellow' in the Book of Changes refers to the time when the battle between yin and yang reaches its most intense level, to the point where dark yellow blood is shed - this is also the time when the battle between the two sides is about to decide the outcome." The nun looked at the bulging dragon vein at the root of the mountain, where strands of dark yellow color were slowly converging toward the mountain in front of her. Her face also became extremely serious, and she said, "It seems that we are still too slow... The battle between the little master and the enemy has actually reached this level... …”
“This may not be a bad thing.” The black-bearded Taoist priest, Shao Daoshi, stroked his beard and smiled, “We can step into the battlefield when the battle between Yin and Yang is the most intense, and it is finally worth the kindness of Brother Dao in the past.
Moreover, you see, the ‘human heads’ all over the mountains are now soaked in the dark yellow blood and annihilated in large pieces.
From this point of view, although the ‘battle between Yin and Yang’ is at its most intense, Brother Dao may not be at a disadvantage - if he is at a disadvantage, these heads should be more rampant…”
“Let’s go up the mountain!” Shao Shoushan’s Taoist companion, Ma Xiangu, waved her hand and urged Shao Shoushan and his disciples to go up the mountain.
The dark shadow of the catastrophe and the golden blood formed the Xuanhuang blood, which spread everywhere along the dragon veins at the root of the mountain and gathered towards the mountain peak. As the sea of ‘Xuanhuang blood’ rose and fell, large areas of ‘rootless skulls’ and ‘nine-headed demons’ disappeared between the mountains. As the many rootless skulls disappeared, strands of Dao rhyme also gathered towards the mountain peak.
A strand of Dao rhyme is as fine as a hair, and ordinary people can hardly detect it.
But now countless strands of Dao rhyme converge on the peak, and when they accumulate, they form a purple-red ocean tide, filled with thunder and lightning, rushing towards the mountain peak!
When the rolling Dao rhyme converged on the mountain, the sky light that covered the earth suddenly gathered in a certain direction. The sky and the earth fell into complete silence in a short moment!
In the boundless silence, the strange rhyme that made Shao Daoshi and Ma Xiangu unable to help palpitating suddenly erupted from the mountain peak!
A pale cross suddenly appeared in the sky as the strange rhythm burst out and spread endlessly in all directions. It stagnated in the sky, making everything flowing, moving, and rolling forward seem to be stagnant at this moment!
Time lost its meaning at this moment!
Wow!
Ma Xiangu's hair was loose, and her slightly white hair was all black, like a huge wave of the black sea, engulfing several Taoist priests from Tianwang Temple behind her, as well as the little boy in the backpack behind Taoist Shao. Layers of hair tightly wrapped around them, isolating the strange rhythm that was rushing around and "stagnating everything" -
Buzz!
Scarlet lanterns appeared on both sides of Taoist Shao's head and around his body at the same time!
The lantern light flickered, and the flickering flames fixed the strange rhythms rushing around, and excluded the strange rhythms that "frozen everything" - his eyes were horrified, and in the incident just now, a layer of white sweat suddenly covered his back. He looked up at the pale cross that was frozen in the void, and at this moment, it seemed that in the cracks of the pale cross, he saw countless heads gathering - under the cover of the cracks of the pale cross, there seemed to be another "world"!
In that world, there seemed to be many people!
They seemed to sense Shao Daoshi's gaze, so they all raised their pale, desperate faces and cast their eyes on Shao Daoshi - Shao Daoshi seemed to have heard their desperate cries, and the vague, almost imperceptible cries at this time were like a huge hammer, hitting his soul heavily!
"Hmph!"
Shao Daoshi suddenly groaned, and blood came out of his mouth and nose!
The red lanterns floating around him trembled as he groaned, and the flames of the lanterns shook more and more violently, as if they could go out at any time!
"Don't look at that cross!
That cross - that cross is extremely terrifying!" Shao Daoshi spat out blood and reminded his Taoist companion in a hurry.
Upon hearing this, Ma Xiangu stopped looking at the cracks on the cross in time, and hurriedly supported Shao Daoshi beside her: "Brother Daoist, what's wrong, you..."
"I'm fine!
The Taoist brothers on the mountain are probably in danger!
Let's go!" Shao Daoshi held Ma Xiangu's palm with his backhand, held the magic sword in one hand, and pulled Ma Xiangu up the mountain.
As they ran to the top of the mountain together, a burst of red or purple flames suddenly lit up among the dark mountains - among them, there was even a dark flame that shot straight into the sky like a pillar - the dark flame burned vigorously in this dark world, which was clearly different from the darkness that covered the world!
Boom!
The firelight illuminated large groups of Eight Banners soldiers wearing helmets and armor of different colors!
The aura of "neither life nor death" erupted from the Eight Banners soldiers array with flags flying and a strict and solemn military appearance - and then they were stained and ignited by the red, purple or black flames!
The strict military appearance was shattered in an instant!
Another team, under the influence of four flames, broke through the Eight Banners Army array and rushed to the top of the mountain!
"Vacuum hometown, no birth parents!"
"Vacuum hometown, no birth parents!"
The shouts tore through this darkest world!
Taoist Shao and Ma Xiangu looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes!
The black-bearded Taoist priest said directly: "White Lotus Sect? Vacuum Hometown Association?!"
"Why are they here to join in the fun?! Is this the regular meeting of the Vacuum Hometown Association, or the separated 'Vacuum Lotus Township Association'?!" Ma Xiangu was also full of doubts.
Just when the two of them were surprised, a dark red mystery suddenly filled the top of the mountain!
In the dark red that boiled like magma, a sheep skull with two curved horns slowly emerged from the rolling bubbles of dark red magma. Blood-red magma accumulated in its eye sockets.
The magma turned into the sharp eyes of the sheep head surrounded by six pairs of blood-stained wings. In one of its eyes, the pupils of an inverted cross were condensed!
Li Gui, a twelve-winged sheep-headed man, was wearing clothes covered in blood. In one hand, he held a black knife wrapped around countless screaming human heads!
His appearance caused the cross-shaped crack suspended in the void to tremble suddenly!
Everything that has been stagnant is back in motion!
"'Xiangyang' - the 'Xiangyang' who once destroyed several provinces of Daqin's main temple is here too?!
This person was designated as a ‘great treason’ by Kangxi! "
"The Eight Banners Army has appeared here. It is understandable that the 'Da Ni' has appeared here..." Ma Xiangu looked at the top of the mountain from a distance, thoughtfully.
As for now, various forces have appeared on stage and gathered on an unknown peak in the Taihang Mountains. Taoist master Shao and Ma Xiangu were no longer worried about the safety of the Taoist brother - in the midst of the chaos, the Taoist brother was 'like a fish in water'!
But that's what they thought, but the two of them were not slow at all.
When they were talking to each other, they were already halfway up the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, on a vertical cliff, a red sedan chair was carried by a few smeared 'bearers', and was played by dozens of trumpeters, drummers, musicians and attendants in red and green. Get off, rush straight to the top of the mountain in a lively manner!
The team flew past Shao Shoushan and Ma Xiangu over the cliff. The aura emanating from the scarlet sedan made Shao Shoushan's eyes solemn: "The 'God of Sorrow' of the Red Sorrow Society?!"
"The bearers carrying the sedan chair, the musicians who played the instruments, and the various attendants - their faces were heavily powdered, and their clothes were heavily painted with 'hi paint'. These people are not living people, nor are they dead bodies. But a paper man.
This form is inconsistent with the form of the mourning god's journey.
The person in the sedan chair should not be the 'God of Sorrow', but the 'Paper Lady' from the 'Paper Lady Society' who rebelled from the Red Grief Society. Looking at the momentum, I don't know whether it is the 'White Paper Lady' or three of them. One of the "Red Paper Empress"? " Ma Xiangu looked more carefully and explained a few words to Taoist Shao.
When Taoist Master Shao heard that the visitor was from the 'Paper Queens Association', his expression relaxed slightly: "We at Tianwang Temple still have some contact with the Paper Queens Association, so we can talk to them later."
He just finished speaking!
Waves of shrill trumpet sounds sounded again from a mountain trail on the other side of the mountain!