Chapter 135: The Raptors Want to Cross the River
Deep in the Endless Mountains, the Unknowable, a misty valley.
One of the top ten forces in the Central Plains of the vast land of Shenzhou, where the mountain gate of Shenji Pavilion is located.
The two high pavilions in the valley that pierce the sky stand tall, exuding the breath of time from the past and the present, the Shenji Pavilion has been inherited for a long time, and the existence of the Shuangge Pavilion in the Shenji Valley is also impossible to study, perhaps before the rise of the human race, it already existed.
Countless crane cranes hovering and flying between the clouds and mist, in the past, these crane cranes would fly into the high pavilion in groups, and then the information under their feet was taken out by phantoms, and classified into categories, but today it is different, the doors of each floor of the two pavilions of the universe are closed, and the people in the two pavilions go to the empty building, which seems to be a little quiet.
The trial and arbitration of the Shenji Pavilion began today, and all the disciples in the Pavilion participated in the trial except for walking outside.
Under the double pavilion of the Valley of Divine Machines. There is a huge circular square, there is a high platform rising from the ground in the center of the square, and the rest is circular and spreading outward, thousands of phantoms from the inside out, sitting on the ground, staring at the center, exuding a strong momentum up and down the body, each of them has faintly reached the cultivation above the Dao realm.
On the high platform, the two stood and looked at each other.
One is an old man of the human race who is dressed in a white robe and has a white beard, time and space change in his eyes, and the other is a black phantom, his face is blurred, but there is a purple vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows, which is impressive.
After a short period of calm. The white-robed old man was the first to speak:
"In the name of the Pavilion Master of the Divine Machine Pavilion, I will open the trial and arbitration, and judge the Pavilion Master of the Yu Pavilion for violating the rules of the Divine Machine Pavilion, participating in the battle for the throne of the dynasty, and provoking the Zhao family, the lord of Great Xia. ”
"Evidence. The voice of the black phantom rang out, the sound was sharp, like metal rubbing, and it made people palpitate.
"Provide the method of sanctification of the regent of Great Xia, Empress Wu, but this method seems to be ordinary, but it is actually vicious, if this method is adopted, Great Xia will be chaotic. "The voice of the Pavilion Lord is old, but it is full of energy.
"The old pavilion master's testament doesn't say that he can't help people become holy, why am I wrong?"
The white-robed old man of the human race stepped forward, his face gloomy, and he shouted angrily:
"Pavilion Master, what do you want to do by providing this method? Passers-by know it!
"Sophistry? Why do I have to quibble, I'm just unwilling, a small dynasty of the human race, dare to override us, my Shenji Pavilion has gone through six dynasties without extinction, and Great Xia is less than a hundred years, why? Today, all the disciples in the pavilion are here, I just ask, are you willing?"
The black shadow on the stage, the purple vertical eyes looked around the entire square, and the voice was like the anger of the thunder god, resounding throughout the entire Shenji Valley.
Then Yu Ge Ge advocated opening his arms and let out a roar and roar:
"I don't accept it, I'm not willing to escape from the world in this corner of the endless mountain, are you willing to nest in this valley for the rest of your life, even the Central Plains dare not step into, the ordinary human race has a lifespan of less than a hundred years, and the cultivation of a strong person is also a thousand years at most, and my clan can be called immortal and immortal, are you really willing to hide in these two attics and spend this vast endless life?"
When the words fell, there was silence in the square, and after a while, the phantoms who were sitting on the ground stood up one after another, and their whole body was full of momentum, and they soared into the sky, and the number of people still sitting was less than one-tenth.
After being silent for a long time, the white-robed old man suddenly sighed, and the old man's voice was lonely:
"Have you forgotten the catastrophe of destroying the Pavilion a hundred years ago, and now you are going to repeat the mistakes of the past, I am a human race, but I am also the Pavilion Master of the Divine Machine Pavilion, I have seen a huge cause and effect in the long river of time, and there are calamities, I am not willing to inherit the Divine Machine Pavilion that is about to be 100,000 years old, and cut it off in our hands, otherwise I will have no shame to face the old Pavilion Master in the Nine Springs. ”
"Zao Wou-Ki has been missing for nearly forty years, and there are only a few people supporting Daxia, so why be afraid?"
"It's just arrogant, from today on, the Pavilion will be closed for a year, and you can do it yourself. ”
The figure of the white-robed old man disappeared in place, and a tenth of the illusory shadows below also disappeared.
A moment later, the Pavilion of Heaven shook as it reached into the sky. Slowly sinking to the bottom of the valley, there is only one of the two pavilions of the Shenji Valley.
Leaving a single Yu Pavilion alone, the figure of the Yu Pavilion Lord slowly rose into the air, the purple vertical eyes on his forehead became more and more demonic, and then a purple light shot out, and a purple light door appeared in the void, leaving a faint sentence, and the figure stepped into it and disappeared.
"Come or die, what a big breath, then let's see if your Great Xia River can suppress the fierce dragon of my Shenji Pavilion." ”
The night is deeper, and the moon is in the middle of the sky.
The town on the edge of the Dao Palace was silent, and a gentle knock on the door sounded, and Chu Yanyan, who was wrapped in a quilt, poked his head out of the room and tiptoed into the courtyard. I took a deep breath and felt the cold air inhaled into my heart, and I felt that the irritability in my heart had decreased a lot.
Since her father said that at dinner, she has been unable to sleep, thinking about what is wrong, although her father is kind, he is obsessed with books on weekdays, elegant and profound, but his vision is extremely high, and the so-called young talent is completely unable to enter his eyes, since his father said that he is a true dragon in the abyss, then this young man must be a person who stands alone in the world.
"I don't know if it's good or bad. ”
Miss Yanyan thought secretly in her heart, and suddenly felt that the distance between her and the young man next door had suddenly lengthened a lot, obviously only separated by a wall, but it seemed to be separated by heaven and earth.
In the moonlight, the girl lowered her head, and the figure wrapped in a quilt paced back and forth, across a wall in another courtyard. A light slowly lit up, Yan Yan felt that the scenery under his feet brightened a little, and there was a bright light in front of him, and he raised his head suddenly.
The wonder of Endless Mountain is that one second in the Autumn Moon Fortress there were still three rounds of scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly, and the next second when I returned to the Spring Flower Fortress, it was already covered with stars and moons, and it was quiet in the dead of night.
Without alarming the rest of the people, Zhao Yu quietly returned to the Kucha Courtyard located on the outskirts of Shenjing Mountain.
He sat down under the pomegranate tree again, and then let Liang Po boil a pot of hot water, soak his feet comfortably, and the intimate rouge girl beside him had already brewed a cup of bitter tea and handed it over, Zhao Yu took it, took a sip of it, and immediately washed away his fatigue.
In the past few days, I have seen blood, killed people, and killed the incarnation of gods, but it is still the most comfortable and nostalgic at this moment, Zhao Yu leaned on the recliner behind him, supported his head with his right hand, and his eyes were slightly closed.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of small feet reach into the bucket, stepping on the instep of his feet, smooth and warm, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a carmine puffy cheek.
Unpainted rouge but better than rouge, she is the most moving pastel in the world.