Lotus

Demon Realm

A strand of long white hair slipped from the tent and fell to the ground. Inside the red gauze curtain was a blood pool full of scarlet blood. An out-of-key opera came from the pool, and then the wind blew and the white silk fluttered, causing Yuan to close his eyes. The man who was humming the opera suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were as red as blood. He was as happy as if he had found a novelty toy, and smiled excitedly:

"Hee hee hee~~ah~ it's so interesting~ it's so interesting~ My lovely shadow, you were torn apart~hehehehehe~~Father devil, forgive me that you are not the only one in my heart, first let me I tore up the little thing that occupies the place in my heart, and then I will continue to look for you ~ hee hee hee hee~~~~"

Immediately, the blood mist filled the air, and his long white hair was scattered behind him. He stepped out of the bleeding pool and slowly walked into the blood mist, and the figure disappeared instantly.

In Dao Qiongjie, saying goodbye to everyone, Long Qian turned into a black giant dragon and soared into the sky, and Fo Weiguang also turned into a beam of Buddha light and flew into the scales of the black dragon. Suddenly, the giant dragon waved its sharp claws, and an amazing black crack appeared out of thin air. Now, it's like tearing apart the sky.The black dragon was not afraid of the wind blade thunder and lightning in the crack, and burrowed into the crack alone.

And the Buddha light hidden in the black dragon's scales looked at the strange scene in the crack curiously, only to see that the surroundings were boundless darkness, and the place illuminated by his Buddha light was barren, with many stones flying by from time to time, or a huge floating piece. The rock collided with another boulder, and sparks flew everywhere.Or it might be a fast storm sweeping through, the aura in this space is extremely chaotic, if it weren't for the black dragon's scales to block the aura, and everything close to him would be shattered, then once he entered this place, his body would be smashed to pieces.

There was a thunder, and a huge purple thunder flashed across the sky. In a flash, the Buddha only saw clearly that the place below was actually a ruin, with some broken pillars and a toppled roof, and the corpses of giant beasts were buried deep below. , Just a glance, you can feel that a huge war has taken place here.

At this time, the voice of the black dragon came out:

"This is the ancient prehistoric land, and it is also the place where life was first born. The corpses buried in the ground are the ancient gods who died in the battle. Therefore, the earth is split into countless time and space, and only this place still exists in nothingness."

Thunder strikes the ground from time to time, so Buddha Weiguang can completely see the vast land in front of him. There is no grass, no life, only the remains of animals and ruins on the ground. With divine thoughts, he said:

"Senior, I've heard people say that the Great Desolation was about to fall apart back then. Later, the Great Desolation used divine power to refine each fragment into an independent world, which is the current Three Thousand Worlds. But, why is it that only this place did not refine it? "

The black dragon was still flying fast, and while avoiding the dangerous purple thunder, he snorted coldly: "This is the battlefield of the great war, the first place to split the wild. Countless spiritual cultivators have fallen here, and those unresolved corpses on the ground , it is their hateful resentment, it is not that no one refines this place, but that it cannot be refined."

"Can't it be refined? What kind of war is this that led to this situation?"

Suddenly fell silent, the black dragon seemed to have lost the arrogance of the past, and there was endless sadness in the voice:

"The battle between the dragon and the phoenix... and this place carries too much hatred and enmity..."

The voice slowly turned into a sigh, the dragon stopped making any sound, but Fo Weiguang felt that there seemed to be many sad and complicated emotions in Long Qian's heart at this time, Fo Guang sighed slightly, and could only recite the Buddhist scriptures silently, trying to Dissolving the desolation of this land.

At this moment, the sky slowly climbed up densely packed with blood, and the sky seemed to be squeezed by blood, and a trace of blood came out of the cracks. The blood shadow seemed not afraid of the aura here, every time it was gathered by the violent aura The hurricane blows away a trace of blood energy, and more blood energy will pour in, continuously gushing out, and the vast space becomes smelly for a while, and the blood mist gradually surrounds the giant dragon.

Because the surrounding area was too dark, and the surrounding aura was extremely chaotic, a hurricane of aura blew by, immediately affecting their five senses.At this time, the blood mist rushed forward suddenly, and the black dragon didn't check for a while, but was actually approached by the blood mist. The blood mist contained the ability of assimilation, and the scales on half of the black dragon's tail became softened and smelly.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Fo Weiguang immediately used Buddha's light to resist the attack of the blood mist.And the black dragon violently got rid of the entanglement of the blood mist, and then burrowed into a newly formed crack.

Seeing that the person had fled, the blood mist condensed into a blood shadow, frantically looking at the disappearing crack and the person who ran away again, and finally turned into a crazy smile, a hurricane blew past, and the blood mist gradually drifted away again.

"hiss"

After Long Qian transformed into a human form, he could see black and red filthy blood continuously flowing out of his arm, which seemed to have a faint tendency to spread to the entire arm.Fo Weiguang hurried forward to eliminate it with Buddha's light, Long Qian frowned and let out a cry of pain, only feeling that most of the devilish energy hidden in his body gradually disappeared.

Damn it!Although staying with this monk can save his life, but according to this cycle, when will he recover? !If he could recover sooner, he wouldn't be in such a mess, and he wouldn't be able to resist at all.

Seeing that the blood stains had recovered, Fo Wei asked with concern: "Senior, is there anything else wrong?"

Long Qian quickly stood up: "Fortunately, as a dragon, I am not so fragile."

Then he looked around, frowned again, and said to Fo Weiguang: "Originally, we were going to the crack in the southeast direction, but unexpectedly, we fell into this place on the way, and we didn't know that this was a small space like a secret realm. ? Or a bigger repair? It’s just that the space just now is not safe now, and you can’t go back. You can only find the teleportation circle in this world and leave. I have no magic power now, so I can’t detect the situation here. It’s up to you to figure it out on your own.”

"Amitabha, thank you for your hard work, Senior Long."

Long Qian touched his ear, waved his hand very impatiently, and signaled: "Boy, I don't call you a monk, and you don't call me senior. I'm always a senior, and I feel like I'm getting older. The lives of our Dragon Clan live as long as the sky and will not grow old, so you can just call me Longqian!"

Fo Weiguang was very hesitant: "This... seems inappropriate."

Long Qian thought for a while, and suggested: "If you really don't adapt, I can also accept you as a foster son, and you can call me foster father, that's fine too!"

Buddha Weiguang said helplessly: "Amitabha, how about it, I will call you: Fellow Daoist Dragon."

Thinking about it, it sounded much better than his predecessors, so Long Qian nodded casually and said:

"Okay~ It doesn't matter."

At this time, the sky gradually began to snow. This is the first time for Fo Weiguang to see snow. He has heard it from others or seen it drawn by others. However, it is different from what he saw in person. It is a kind of The unique sense of reality, the snow is very beautiful, like ice crystals, bit by bit cold, he raised his hand to catch it, but it turned into snow water in the end, it was just like the description, making people feel peaceful and happy.

"Boy, let's go. We need to find the place where the monks live before dark."

With an impatient call, two figures, one black and one white, ride the wind and snow for thousands of miles, and walk slowly in the vast snow field, stretching as far as the eye can see~

(End of this article)

The author has something to say: I finally found out that the author may have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I must complete ten chapters!

Although I didn't plan to write only a little bit at the beginning, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. I feel that no one will read this article, and I can't write it down.I decided to try romance, because the author is learning to cook recently, so I want to write a food article.

Uh... well, I just want to write a new article.

However, if someone wants to read the follow-up of this article in the future, and the author happens to be still writing the article, it may be completed, after all, foreshadowing! ! ! !

Alas~ I can only blame myself for my poor writing style and the chaotic writing, which makes people have no desire to read it.