Chapter Eighty-Three: Raising the Gu Gate of the Bearded Protoss
After Yun Zhishang summoned the Gu worms in the Shadowless Stream, Duan Xiao took over his work, walked into the stream barefoot, blew the jade flute, and sublimated the silver Gu worms with beautiful music, completing the second metamorphosis in their lives - from tiny silver worms to fat golden silkworms, and at the same time, the light they emitted gradually grew until the entire Shadowless Stream was illuminated, and even illuminated half of the dwarf forest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The Shadowless Creek has undergone great changes, and what is even more peculiar is that the land by the stream is no longer peaceful, and suddenly the sound of "rustling" is endless, as if many creatures are about to break through the ground.
With this movement, the calm of the ground is also broken, and it becomes undulating, like water waves, about to flow.
The trees in the dwarf woods, as if summoned by some kind of magic, retreated back by the roots, so that the small clearing by the stream soon expanded, and the two of them looked to the left and right, and found that the place where they stood was empty.
Ling Xuanluo couldn't help it, and asked Yun Zhishang in a low voice: "Uncle Yun, is Uncle Duan planning to use the Gu technique to summon a certain plant?"
Yun Zhishang pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her thumbs at him, indicating that he had guessed correctly.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the two of them to see that the undulations of the land had subsided, and one small hole after another had been carved out by an invisible force and began to be densely arranged.
Immediately afterwards, a little green leaf tip drilled out of the small hole, and the leaf tip was reflected by the light of the stream, and with a struggle to break out, a thin green seedling broke free from the shackles of the soil and grew on the ground.
In every little hole, that's the case. The green seedlings rushed outward, and the open space that was still gray just now formed a whole field of trees that was difficult to harvest at a glance.
Duan Xiao, who was standing in the stream, was very excited when he saw that the saplings were growing smoothly, and the melodious sound of the flute just now turned into excitement with his emotions, giving people a strong sense of frustration.
Infected by the music, the green seedlings grew faster, quickly reaching the instep of their feet and not reaching their thighs, until they grew into trees that were taller than a person's head and joined into a new forest.
Ling Xuanluo and Yun Zhishang picked a leaf and took a closer look, it turned out that these newborn trees were all mulberry trees.
After the formation of mulberry forests, the fragrance of the leaves attracts the golden silkworms and stimulates their appetite. With food, they crawl happily to the bank of the stream without the sound of a flute.
After a short time, the bands of light in the stream were scattered and disappeared, and all the golden silkworms climbed the mulberry tree and stayed there to eat the mulberry leaves.
The brilliance of their golden rings turns this new and vast mulberry forest into a silkworm shadow and a brilliant brilliance, and the branches of the leaves swaying in the night breeze are extremely dazzling. And Shadowless Creek has regained its tranquility during the day.
The golden silkworms all dispersed, Duan Xiao stopped playing, and the jade flute was inserted back into his waist, and then his hands were clenched into fists, and words were chanted in his mouth, as if he was saluting an invisible phantom.
After reciting the mantra, he did not rush to the shore, but continued to stand in the stream and wait.
After a few moments, the stream began to flow, reflecting the light of the mulberry trees on the bank, and the golden light flowed at his feet, and one end of it left the earth and flew into the air.
The water jumped into the air, shaped along the arc trajectory, and when the stream on the ground ran out, a half-moon arch formed by the crystal stream appeared in front of everyone's eyes in the night.
Ling Xuanluo and Yun Zhishang admired all this in amazement, it was simply breathtaking.
Duan Xiao raised his sleeves, took out the Ximu Lingzhu containing Dawa Yangji, held it in the palm of his hand and said softly: "Patriarch Dawa, you are home!"
As soon as the words fell, the spirit bead became moist, as if tears were oozing out.
(To be continued.) )