From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

The Yellow River is the artery of Dachen, but this artery is blocked by yellow sand, and the blood vessel will burst every three to five years.

In the past two years, disciples of Xichen have launched a large-scale meritorious activity to protect the mother river on both sides of the Yellow River, using magical powers to plant trees and afforestation. However, compared with the 5000-kilometer-long Yellow River, it will take a long time to see the results.

Chen Xi flew into the sky on a dragon, looking down at the earth.

Different worlds, similar rivers, just like copied by computer, only the details have been adjusted.If the world had copyrights, they would surely be sued for piracy infringement.

Auspicious clouds floated from afar, and in the cloud nearly a hundred maids of Xichen Palace held flower baskets and greeted Chen Xifu with smiles.

Chen Xi pointed to the ground.

"Go."

The maids are dressed in fairy clothes in neon clothes, with celestial buns on their heads, pearls and jade rings and jingle bells all over their heads, just like the flying fairies in the murals.They carried flower baskets and sprinkled countless seeds on both sides of the Yellow River, causing the mortals below to shout and bow down.

This is the spiritual grass that Chen Xi spent two years improving and cultivating to enhance the spiritual energy and strengthen the soil to protect the slope.

Chen Xi waved the divine bone whisk, sprinkled the water of life, the spiritual grass quickly germinated and grew, and the green spread out one by one.Below the ground, the grass roots grow faster, and they form a web that burrows deeper into the earth.

When the green rushes from the plateau to the plain with the river, the black dragon dives into the sea and goes upstream along the mouth of the Yellow River.

Chen Xi held a dragon skin bag to hold sand.

The raw material of the dragon skin bag is not the skin of Mo Xuan, but the loot that Mo Xuan found out according to Chen Xi's needs. It is said that it comes from the skin shed when the mixed blood advanced to the real dragon, and it can be refined to hold stars.Chen Xi forged it with the help of Dragon Balls and Dragon Yuan. Although the refining level is not good and the finished dragon skin bag is relatively rough, it is not a problem to hold half of the East China Sea.

Cleaning up river bed deposits and silt cannot be sucked away all at once.

Chen Xi set up a layer of life-repelling barrier at the mouth of the bag to prevent fish, shrimp, snails and crabs from being suffocated by sand you into the bag.He moves carefully, trying not to affect the survival of fish, shrimp and aquatic plants in the water.

In the spring of the tenth year of Zhenghe, the Shangsi Festival on the third day of March, the emperor Jiang Da and the crown.

During the pro-government ceremony, Jiang Tian wore a twelve-pronged crown to sacrifice to the heavens, and Hua Manlou led the disciples of Xichen Palace to observe the ceremony and pray for blessings. At the last moment of the ceremony, Chen Xi descended from the sky on a dragon, holding a golden basin in his palm.

The golden basin slowly fell in front of Jiang Da.

All the officials in the audience thought of the cornucopia at the same time.

Jiang Da had a strange expression on his face.

There is only half a basin of clear water in the golden basin, a young turtle just out of its shell, and a few pieces of duckweed.

"May the imperial dynasty be under your rule, and the officials be as clear as the water of the Yellow River."

Chen Xi leaves her wishes and rides the dragon away.

Jiang Da raised the golden basin high, landed on his knees, and shouted loudly: "The disciple will obey the master's order."

The first decree of Jiang Da's pro-government was to change the yuan, and the tenth year of Zhenghe was changed to the first year of Xichen.

All the ministers secretly scolded the emperor for being shameless in order to please the gods, but on the face they cheered three times and shouted Long live Shengming, and Fu Zongshu's dog leg asked to seal the spiritual grass on both sides of the Yellow River as 'evergreen grass'.

Fu Zongshu, who was forced to sue the old man and retired at home, could only throw a cup and curse at the wall, a flatterer!He wants to thank his daughter who is also a disciple of Xichen with the emperor, otherwise he will be like the king of Nan, accused of treason, the whole family will be demoted to common people, and the princess and concubine will be separated from the prince with the permission of the emperor, but she will still be implicated and rejected by Yunqiao , can no longer board the Xichen Palace.

Having said that, when Chen Xi returned to Xichen Palace, he almost fell when he jumped off the dragon head.

Mo Xuan turned into a human form, hugging his waist to support him.

Chen Xi waved his hand: "It's okay, it's just a little support."

For thousands of years, the Yellow River has been the birthplace of civilization, and it has condensed the beliefs of countless living beings. Chen Xi planted grass to consolidate the soil, and cleaned up the silt that had been deposited for thousands of years. There were more than Chen Xi expected, and Jindan Xiaojie couldn't digest them for a while.

He is full.

Speaking of support, Chen Xi really hiccupped, and was about to save the extra belief and merit in the heavens, suddenly frowned, froze for a while, grabbed Mo Xuan's arm, and asked in amazement: "Did you hear the voice?" ?"

Mo Xuan frowned: "The remnant soul of the divine body has awakened?"

"No." Chen Xi patted his head: "I heard Jiang Zhu's voice, still saying..."

Mo Xuan let go of his brows: "Jiangzhu is the head teacher of Xichen Palace, a primary school in the Illusory Realm of the Eastern Sky District."

"Well, you said it." Chen Xi left suddenly. It was Mo Xuan who passed the position of head teacher to Lin Daiyu on his behalf. As long as he thought about it, Chen Xi felt anxious and couldn't rest assured.

The Xichen Palace in the world of Red Mansions has a lot of industries. Although the boundless Dashi and Miaomiao Daoist may not be divided and can guard the Yaozhai Xianfang, the royal family is too deeply involved with the Xichen Palace. Of the twelve registered disciples, five Married into the royal family, there is also the Supreme Emperor in the medicine room.

Lin Daiyu's cultivation is just foundation building, can she resist the erosion of the Xichen Palace's property by the royal family and dignitaries?Will it become a puppet on the altar?Jing Huan knew about the divine body, obviously Tu Feng had an affair with her, did that Tu Feng leave the royal family with magic skills?

Mo Xuan said: "I have passed on the ritual technique of the crimson pearl to communicate with the heaven and the earth."

Chen Xi took out the golden book and searched for the supernatural powers and spells related to the sacrifice.

In ancient times, mortals could connect to heaven through sacrifices.

The sacrificial technique in the golden book is an improved version, which is mainly used to transmit information to different worlds through media.

Lin Daiyu's cultivation of the Good Fortune Sutra is itself one of the mediums. In addition, the shell altar in the Xishan Crystal Palace infects Chen Xi's breath and stimulates it with the technique of sacrifice, so Chen Xi can receive her voice.

Chen Xi read the principle of the sacrifice technique, found the corresponding method of consciousness descending, and learned it on the spot, then closed his eyes and concentrated, looking inside the small realm of the golden elixir.

Because of the large amount of merit and belief brought by the clear water of the Yellow River in Jindan Xiaojie, the two worlds became much clearer, and Lin Daiyu's voice came from the light group projected by the world of the Red Chamber.

"...Master, please tell me, what should the disciple do?"

In the World of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu prayed in a low voice by the spirit pool, the big cat was lying on the left side, and the fat crane was standing on the right side. Since becoming the headmaster of Xichen Palace, there are only two spirit beasts and spirit birds around her that she can trust wholeheartedly .

Suddenly, the big cat, lying on its stomach, puffing out its spiritual energy, jumped up and jumped into the spiritual pool. Regardless of the piercing pain caused by the remaining dragon energy, it swam towards the big shell in the center of the spiritual pool.

Lin Daiyu sighed, and murmured: "Brother Hu, no matter how many times you go to see it, the master has already left."

The fat crane flapped its wings and made a long cry.

"Even you..." Lin Daiyu was about to appease Fat He, but when she opened her eyes, she saw an extra figure on the Lingbei, she forgot to say anything, and she didn't dare to blink, for fear that the illusion would disappear.

The master was sitting in the shell with a smile on his brows and eyes, as he had seen countless times in his dreams, with gentle and amiable eyes.

The big cat climbed onto the Lingbei and rubbed against Chen Xi vigorously, but its head missed and fell into the pearl.It raised its head in doubt, stretched out its paws, and found that the person in front of him could not be seen, so he stood up and waved his claws, trying to fish him out.

Chen Xi patted the big cat's head. Since it was a projection of consciousness, he couldn't enjoy the feeling of touching the cat, but the irritable big cat became tame gradually.

"Crimson Pearl." Chen Xi stood up.

"Master...Master..." There was water in Lin Daiyu's eyes.

Chen Xi stepped out of the spirit pool, smiled and said, "You did a good job."

"Master, I'm not good at being

Headmaster, come back! "Lin Daiyu shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Chen Xi felt distressed for a while. In order to save some tears, the minced garlic and ginger juice was only a dozen milliliters, "It's too wasteful."

Lin Daiyu was still touched at first, but when she heard the word "waste", she choked and couldn't cry anymore, she stared at her beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes, and said angrily, "As long as you come back, I'll give you a bowl." .”

"Forget it, I don't want little Jiangzhu to cry." Chen Xi put his hand on Lin Daiyu's head and stroked it gently.

"I'm not young anymore." Lin Daiyu rubbed her hands, obviously she didn't touch anything, but a warm feeling filled her heart.

Chen Xi reckoned that his spiritual power would not be able to support the projection for too long, so he went straight to the point: "Time is limited, what trouble are you in?"

Lin Daiyu sorted out her emotions and told about the problems she had encountered over the years.

The things that Chen Xi was worried about basically happened.

The royal family obtained the cultivation method of using dragon energy from Tufeng's relics, and wanted to annex Xichen Palace.

Emperor Mingde claimed that the national teacher was just playing with the world like the previous few times, and refused to recognize Lin Daiyu's position as the head teacher, and fought for the control of Yaozhai and Xianfang. Shi Shi and Miao Miao real people saw the opportunity and joined forces to seal the mountain and protect the Xishan headquarters, but the overseas branches, commercial firms, chain pharmacies, charity halls, etc. were all taken over by the royal family...

Having said that, Lin Daiyu hesitated to speak.

Chen Xi: "Continue."

After the enchantment was raised in Xishan, there was civil strife in the royal family because of the skills left by Tu Feng. The Supreme Emperor came back and personally killed Emperor Mingde to cultivate the spirit of the real dragon, but was exposed by Yingchun's husband-in-law and the third prince.

The third prince made a real dragon to show his spirit, falsely spread the decree of Emperor Mingde to ascend the throne, imprisoned the Supreme Emperor in another palace near Xishan, and Tanchun's husband-in-law King Qinjun exposed the false decree of the fourth prince and killed the Supreme Emperor. They were all involved, and the blood flowed like a river that day...

The dragon qi cultivation method left by King Zhongshun is different from the "Huang Dao Tian Jing", it does not respect human nature, the world is just merit, and swallows dragon qi to condense the real dragon of luck, so as to transcend the six realms and fear the retribution of the underworld.

In order to live forever and be invincible, the Supreme Emperor personally killed his son, and was killed by his grandson. The final victor, King Qinjun, also lost his mind and bled to death.

Now there are only three children left in the nearest branch of the Daqing Clan, the eldest is only eight years old, and the youngest is not yet a month old. If Lin Daiyu hadn't picked up the married sisters who took refuge in Xishan, these children would have escaped death.

Fengshen is really a scourge!

Chen Xi's spiritual power was about to run out, and his figure gradually became transparent.

Lin Daiyu said anxiously: "Master, now the Daqing group of dragons has no leader, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are praying for your presence outside the West Mountain."

"There is no emperor, there is still a cabinet, and there are six books of ministers, and the chief deputy is missing, let them stop begging and go back to deal with government affairs..."

Chen Xi's figure completely blurred and disappeared.

"Aww..." The big cat waved its paw in vain, trying to keep Chen Xi behind, but it only managed to catch a few strands of spiritual energy.

In Xichen Palace, Chen Xi immersed himself in flipping through the books, looking for a way to solve the chaos in the world of Red Mansions.

It was not Chen Xi's fault that this happened, but whether it was the drought created by the system or the magic power left behind by the apocalypse, it was all because of him. The three outlooks he had cultivated since he was a child made it impossible for Chen Xi to keep himself out of the matter.

"The incarnation is coming? Only one-tenth of the power of the main body, the duration is short, and the cooling time is long, no..."

"The belief in Shinto that reaches the sky in one day? It relies heavily on the power of faith, and the power comes from the believers. Once the believers are no longer pious, their realm strength will drop! The sequelae are too great, similar to magic skills..."