Chapter Eighty-Six: The Return of the Demon King to the Tanglin Gate
Reluctantly leaving Jiluo Mountain, leaving Xi Mutong, Yufeng stepped on a cloud and walked slowly.
The clouds are light, but his heart is as heavy as ten thousand pounds. He wished to look back at her again, but he endured it, and finally kept moving forward until the little fairy mountain completely disappeared behind the clouds.
At this time, the east is dawning, and everything is beginning to wake up. A round of morning sun is breaking through the clouds, and thousands of rays of light are blooming, making the ground under his feet like Mu Jinhua.
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the oval like a goose, lightly covered by mist, seemed to be still coquettish and shy, unwilling to show his true face. But when he stretched out his hand, the light of the rising sun flowed like golden sand between his fingers, as if quietly reminding him that this trip was to dispel the layer of mist that could be reached, so that the red sun would return to the world.
In fact, he is still hoping that the road under his feet can be extended infinitely, so that he can go all the way to the end of his life, and no longer have to go against his will and re-enter the Tomb of Despair.
However, even if his speed was too slow to be slow, the roof of the Demon King's palace still appeared in front of him after all.
He frowned, took a deep breath of the morning dewy air, stepped down from the clouds, and landed firmly in front of the closed gate of Miyagi.
He was not in a hurry to enter, but turned around and set his eyes on the river that passed in front of the temple.
Xi Mutong's guess is correct, this river starts from Xuanyuan Mountain and ends at the Tomb of Despair, which is the link between the two places on the ground. And in between the two is the one he has lived for 500 years and still can't give up, Pear Blossom Pass.
"Pear Blossom Ao, Si Guo Zhai, Tong'er...... Farewell...... From this moment on, there is no need to bother the world to find it, the feather wind disappears, the son of heaven is reborn, the demon clan, and returns to the Six Realms!"
After praying in his heart, his gaze suddenly condensed, causing his entire face to turn red and turn into ice. He raised his right palm, and when the wind blew through his palm, a golden blade of light slashed through the river, and the river was cut off instantly, and then the land through which the water flowed dried up, and the river was completely hidden under the dirt and disappeared.
He turned around and faced the gray and old Xuantie Gate of the Tomb of Despair again, his palms clasped together, and when he pulled it open again, a rapidly spinning golden ball of light appeared, and with a roar of rage, it exploded.
In the brilliance, the green vines on the winding door are all dispersed, the hidden plaque is reappeared, and the main gate of the Tomb of Despair, the three words "Donglin Gate" jumped on the plaque.
Then, the darkiron gate rumbled open, splitting into two sides. He kept his feet on the ground and walked towards Miyagi step by step.
From the first step, with each step, his body would glow with a heavy golden halo, in which the pear petals appeared, like crumbs, and then accumulated more and more, and in an instant it was like a rain of golden flowers.
When the figure completely submerged into the Tanglin Gate, his warm yellow gauze robe of an ordinary boy brother had been replaced by a golden and gorgeous brocade demon king robe with a huge tail.
His appearance is also different from before, the part of the black hair that was not tied by the jade crown is scattered like a waterfall. The phoenix's eyes are no longer like two bays of clear springs, but the eyelids reflect the color of the red flame, lining his pink countenance, more snowy as agar, bright as peach blossoms.
After entering the city, this pan-bright person walked all the way to the front of the main hall and climbed up the steps along the white marble steps. The light touched the door of the temple, and the six closed mahogany doors all returned to the golden gate of the carved dragon and phoenix in an instant, and it was no longer a thin crack, but solemnly opened to both sides at the same time. (To be continued.) )