Chapter 1183: Ten Thousand Books
The blood was crimson and dark, and as soon as it spilled out, it instantly froze there.
There is no wind flow around, and where does the blood flow squirm, everything is imprisoned there.
In the deepest red, a figure can be faintly seen.
This is a figure stained with blood, the whole body, densely packed, all cracked, like glass, like a spider web, completely shattered, no longer visible to the figure.
This is true not only of the body, but also of the soul.
Everything is shattered, and the gorgeous color comes from this broken net.
There, only one pair of eyes were not stained red with blood. It's just that in the clear eyes, burning and confused.
This confusion is deep and deeply frightened.
"The host ........"
Below, two figures looked at the sky with anxious looks.
They did not know what had happened, but they knew that nine days ago, thousands of red wisps intertwined the heavens and the earth, and filled this heaven and earth. Then, the red light dyed the world again.
However, this red is a blood-stained color.
The blood of the strong, like the flow of a rolling river, can even submerge a realm, but in this heaven and earth, it is imprisoned here.
The bright light flickered brighter and brighter.
This is the light on that sculpture. The man surnamed Zhao and the old man saw that the freezing of the world was all because of this light.
Because of the existence of this light, this blood did not pour down like a heavy rain, and the terrifying qi contained in it did not collapse the heavenly dome and erase this square cave sky.
Since nine days ago, this vision appeared between the heavens and the earth, and it ended until this time.
The light grew thicker and thicker, and the bright red of the four directions faded from before, but this fading did not improve in the eyes of men.
There is still no clarity.
"Master... 's breath is getting weaker and weaker. The old man took a deep breath and pondered whether to make a move.
He knew that once the master died, the two of them would not be spared, and they would be buried here. Not only them, but also other second-step servants.
It's just that in his heart, there is a strong intuition, once the two of them make a move, then, the only vitality will also dissipate in an instant.
After all, the vitality has not completely dissipated, then, there is still a turnaround,
They don't know what this turning point is. But there is a strong intuition in his heart, that is, Chu Cheng may not die.
Because they don't feel the extinguishment of their souls. Although、The figure in the sky above seems to be about to be dissolved immediately。
The soul is not extinguished, not even dimmed. This shows that the blood is flowing like a river, and it may just be a façade.
It's just that the two of them are still worried, after all, this is just their speculation. The situation changes in an instant.
In an instant, there are thousands of variables.
They were still anxious, because on the ninth day, the darkness of life was even dimmer than the light of the broken candle.
"Although... You and I are not out of the ordinary at the moment. But in the master's case, you and I must prepare for the worst. The man surnamed Zhao sighed and said bitterly.
They have long known that this is not a good place, and they have long wanted to leave. If it weren't for their master's insistence on staying here, it wouldn't have been so.
There were once two strong men who descended here one after another, and there was even a battle of life and death. This doesn't have to be thought about, it's because of the relics of the fairy king.
They wondered if the two strong men had arrived, and the Heavenly Destiny Thing would definitely not be there. Why did their master insist on using the method of deduction to calculate the strong man who claimed to kill the gods?
The two don't know, and they probably never will. Because there was a strong wind in the distance.
The heaven and earth, which were originally still, suddenly rose into a violent wind. That, of course, is unusual.
This still heaven and earth finally began to move. The nine-day tranquility was finally broken.
The sound of shattering began to spread.
There was a light that began to fly around. It was a butterfly, a blood-colored butterfly, centered on that figure, and scattered in all directions.
The flesh of that figure finally began to disintegrate, and these butterflies were blood-stained shards of flesh. In just an instant, there was only a dim primordial god left.
The flesh is not the end, but the beginning. This primordial god is also beginning to show signs of collapse.
The blood finally began to dim, and it seemed to be all merged into the flying saucer.
Qingming gradually appeared, colorful, and it was a colorful star dome.
It's just that although the colors of this star dome are beautiful, there is a touch of desolation.
is like a snow, returning to the world, but also committing peach blossoms.
"Master!"
At this moment, the man surnamed Zhao and the old man finally changed their faces. The vitality dissipated, but in a trance, ten miles of peach blossoms appeared in the heavens and the earth,
This peach blossom suddenly appeared, and it lasted for a long time.
The rain of flowers is like a heavy rain. Floating in the air, slowly falling on the earth, stretching in the stream that began to flow.
In the same way, it also fell on the two figures standing on the ground.
What they saw was a trance. When the flowers fell, a fog instantly rose.
This fog was confused, because they didn't know why this scene happened, at this moment, they seemed to see the ten directions of heaven and earth, and countless figures appeared, meeting across the water.
The encounter of a water seems to have passed countless years.
Those figures, all stretched out their hands.
One hand, two hands. Tens of thousands of pairs of hands, one after another, stepped out.
On the bodies of those figures, all that overflowed was thick decay. It's just that when they appear, it seems that the heaven and the earth are completely merged together,
It's two in one. I saw spring before, but I always felt that something was missing when I saw it.
When the man surnamed Zhao and the old man saw these tens of thousands of figures, they suddenly realized.
What is missing in this spring is not greenery, but the flowers that once flourished.
What they saw, those tens of thousands of figures stepped hand in hand through that line of moat, it was a real encounter.
Laughter appeared one after another, the Tao was connected, and the Tao echoed in all directions, and it became countless laughter.
The peach blossoms become pollen, gently stacked in several layers, and gradually become light and even, and finally become a bridge road separated by yin and yang, leading to the world.
They walked on the bridge and looked at the palm.
It was the palm that could cover the sky with one hand, and it was the stone sculpture sitting on the back of a white tiger.
Some people bowed their heads and clenched their fists and arched high. Then he knelt down and prostrate. There are tens of thousands, and the sound is deafening.
"Sir. ”
This sound seemed to break through the entire sky, making this peach blossom bloom and fall more violently.
The light grew stronger and thicker, and at the end. The two people below couldn't see the sky clearly, so they could only close their eyes.
When they closed their eyes, they saw another heaven and earth, and the shattered primordial spirit finally collapsed completely.
Chu Cheng's soul was destroyed, but the two people below did not follow suit.
In the end, Chu Cheng relied on the last force to disperse the induction between him and the slaves.
At the last moment, there was a glimmer of collapse in the minds of those two. I was dazed for a long time, until the peach blossoms did not fall, and the ten thousand figures disappeared.
Their hearts were shaken, and they were panicked and guilty. When I looked up, I didn't see the palm again.
The stone statue in the palm disappeared with the tens of thousands of figures and the sea of peach blossoms and rain, without a trace.
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In the vast world, if someone can take it in their eyes at a glance, it is a big picture of mountains and rivers.
There is a wisp of wind that blows through a bamboo forest and finally comes to a curtain of waterfalls.
Before that, there was a table, and there was also pen and ink. There is also an empty piece of paper that has not been painted.
It was just a breeze, but when it passed the table, it lifted the stick that was placed in the inkstone and landed on the empty paper.
Then, the wind again. Kaneki flipped it over, and there was ink on the empty paper.
It was a faint inky black, like a stone floating in mid-air.
After the wind, it's the wind again. Thousands of bamboo leaves fell, and a little fell into the paper.
By chance, something strange happened in the world. Because of these leaves, there are several more times next to the stone.
That's ten words.
Look at the stone of the mountain, walk to the ten thousand book building.