Chapter 1353: A glimpse into the sky (Happy Chinese New Year)

Pray for heaven, make up for Tianzong.
On the Dragon Peak, the clouds are thick and cover the peaks.
In the black stone altar at the peak, a cloud of black mist swirling tumblingly, seems to have infinite gravity.
In the whirlpool, an old skull with a twisted face floated without help. The hair on his forehead had fallen off and the white hair on the back was scattered and chaotic, motionless, like a sculpture.
I don't know how long after that, the slightly closed eyelid suddenly trembled, raised up, and exposed one black and one white pupil. The white color was like fish belly, apparently blind.
I saw his eyebrows lifted up hard, with one glance left, trying to look upwards.
A long leafy peach tree branch protruded there, suddenly shaking, a thick spiral of cloud air swirling down from above, rubbing it under the peach tree outside the altar.
After the clouds of air dispersed, a middle-aged man with a face like a crown jade and narrow eyes and long beard emerged, still wearing a large white robe on his body, and still sitting in the wheelchair that looked like white jade carving. on.
"Gu Daoyou, you have asked a question before, why are you still here?" The old man opened his head, his voice hoarse.
The man in the wheelchair is no one else.
"Chen Yun, the Bodhi Banquet is about to be held. I feel a little uneasy, so I have to ask another hexagram." The ancient or modern tassel hanging on the waist smoothed out, and said slowly.
"I am fused with Heaven, and only through this hexagram. If I ask, I will be swallowed by Heaven. If you promise me, it wo n’t make any sense to me." Chen Yan said, not in a tone. Sick.
"This matter is not just about you and me. Once it is done, it is equivalent to raising the heavens by another three feet. Since then, it no longer pressures me to wait for those who stand on the mountain. Are you afraid of losing this hexagram and failing? "Ancient or modern look remains the same, asked calmly.
Chen Yan heard that the old and distorted face became more tangled, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
"This hexagram involves too many Taoist monks and stirs up too much heaven and luck. It is already a heavenly act of transcending heavenly hexagrams. I ca n’t occupy all of them. I can only ask half of the question. What can I get? Come on. "After a while, Chen Yun said.
"Yes." No matter how ancient or modern, he nodded.
The old ancestor of Chen Yan also stopped talking, and there were sounds of chanting in his mouth.
Because I did n’t have my palms, it took twice as long as the last time. Only the remaining one-eye slowly lit up a crystal awn, spewed out into the void, and broke into the void.
...
After a long time, the crystal light suddenly closed, and the void gradually returned to normal.
The void vortex behind the old ancestor Chen Su suddenly swelled violently, and the black crystal lines extending from it extended to his cheek like a bug crawling ant and drowned his eyes with half of his face intact Go in.
All of a sudden, the light on his half of his face turned like a dust, and it also turned into a vortex mist. One generation predicted that the ancestor now has only this blind half of his face and the half of his head behind his face. Already.
"How?" Gu or Jin looked at the scene in front of him, but frowned slightly, then asked.
"In the half-hexagram, the situation is unhindered, but there is a change at the watershed ... it is a strange number." Chen Ye's only half of his face, his lips opened and closed, his voice was a little erratic.
"Different numbers?" Asked ancient or modern eyes for a moment.
The old ancestor of Chen Zhe did not speak, but suddenly a dance came from behind his head, and a breeze blew past his ear, bypassing the old peach tree of unknown age, and rolling hundreds of powders from it. Gorgeous petals come.
I saw all the petals falling to the ground, and a tall figure condensed on the ground. There was a wave of light like waves on it, and there was even a faint wave of time.
Ancient or modern wheelchairs slowly moved forward, stopped near the petals.
"Han Li." After looking at it for a moment, he leaned back against the back of the chair and spit out two words gently.
"The Lord of the Reincarnation Hall can't escape the number of days. This is the only variable in the Bodhi feast." The husky and erratic voice of Chen Zhe's ancestor echoed slowly in the void.
"Oh, since it was asked by you, it's not a big deal. I went to handle it myself, and it was also a dispute over the avenue." Gu or Jin held his arms on both sides of the wheelchair with both hands, and laughed a little, and said .
In his opinion, Han immediately reached the practice of the law of time, only one step away from himself, and he was far from being comparable to him in the exploration of the Tao, and the struggle between them was not considered at all. What avenue to go to.
"It's so good, you can settle down ..." Chen Yan's ancestor said slowly.
The ancient or modern waved easily, breaking up the silhouette of the peach petals in front of him, and the clouds began to condense under him.
Just then, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and there was a smile on his face for no reason.
"There is a wealthy guest in the heavenly court. It seems that I have to go back to welcome the guests. It seems that I have to give this to someone else." Gu or Jin said.
"It's better to be close to each other with regard to the variables." Chen Yan's ancestor advised.
"Aren't a ten-square million array enough?"
Ancient or modern, leaving only such an unquestionable question, the body has been lifted into the air by the cloud, and disappeared.
The old ancestor of Chen Wei sighed quietly and closed his eyes blindly.
The fourth-year-old ancient peach tree was shaken gently, and flowers fell for a while, as if it was a rain of flowers.
...
Middle-earth fairyland, Dongsheng mainland.
On a vast expanse of sea, there are countless green islands of all sizes, separated by hundreds of miles, and it is the easternmost coastline of Dongsheng mainland.
The coastline of the Dongsheng mainland is different from the reef coastline of the canine teeth of the Northland continent. The sandy beaches are the main part, and the lines are more soothing. It looks like a woman's back curve, winding and soft.
The two islands closest to the coastline occupy the largest of all the islands, each erected a tens of thousands of white jade pillars, densely carved with auspicious cloud patterns, extending into the clouds in the sky.
Through the thick white clouds against the blue sky, you can see a three-story eave-style archway with a huge vermilion plaque hanging in the middle, with the three characters "Yingtianmen" in gold lacquered inscription. .
This is the East Tianmen of the Middle-earth Fairyland.
At this moment, inside and outside this majestic Dongtianmen, Chen Bing has nearly a million people, all of whom are dressed in gold and silver armor.
Behind these soldiers, every hundred or more miles, stood a giant ten thousand centimeters tall, naked, holding a giant axe, and stared angrily at the front.
It is thousands of miles away from it, and on the island below, there are also hundreds of thousands of armored men with blades.
But compared with the side of heaven, the armors on these armored men are not uniform and seem a bit messy.
On the sea outside these armored men, there are also many aliens of various shapes standing. The shape of the waves fluctuates with the water on the sea surface. Under the depths of the sea beneath them, there are still faint shadows. Slowly swim.
Behind these armies of soldiers, ships of different sizes and shapes were not suspended, but floated on the water. The complex runes engraved on the hulls lit up, constantly grabbing the Quartet. Reiki builds up spiritual power for the spiritual boat.
In the center of these lined spirit boats, there is a huge dark red spirit boat, on which a huge three-story palace is built. The square in front of the temple is full of people.
Among these people is a tall man wearing a black robe and a black robe, not others, but the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall.
"The Lord ..."
The people behind the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall, at the same time holding their fists at the same time, worshipped, and seemed to be respectfully sending him away.
"Everything is going according to plan." The Lord of the Reincarnation briefly looked back and commanded everyone.
"Yes," everyone answered in unison.
Then, the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall no longer went to see the crowds. He was all together, and his body swept out of the army, and went straight to Dongtianmen.
The Tianting army stationed outside Dongtianmen saw this figure approaching, and suddenly it shook, and everyone was on guard, just like the enemy.
However, the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall came outside Dongtianmen, but didn't mean to make a hard break, instead he stopped and hung in the air.
A few generals in the garrison in heaven looked at each other, wondering what he wanted to do.
"Why? Didn't Gu or Jin invited me to a banquet? I'm here, is that how you greeted guests?" The reincarnation master asked with a smile.
The sound is not loud, but it has an indescribable penetrating power. For example, a yellow bell and Daluo struck in the depths of the sea of ​​each heavenly soldier, shaking their hearts and shaking their spirits. .
However, the Lord of the Reincarnation Hall did not intend to use this method to damage the army. He just wanted to ensure that the voice of the discourse could reach the ears of those who should hear it.
In the middle of Dongsheng mainland, in a continuous mountain range, there is a very inconspicuous white Taoist temple hidden in a dense lush mountain forest.
In a three-storey library building in the Taoist temple, a middle-aged man in a black and white robe was holding a roll of blue books in his forehand, looking at it from time to time.
The man has a thin face, clear eyes, a straight nose, a thin lips, and a long beard under the jaw. Looking at it is not so elegant and handsome, but he has some real style.
After turning over the book with one hand, he could not help touching his long beard, and nodded again and again when he saw the rise.
"It's such an encounter, but I didn't expect it ... Unfortunately, the immortal way of these worldly people's guesses is always so easy. When they fall off the cliff, there are ancient books of fairy arts. Once in the mountains, there are magic weapons and weapons. Someone preached, and the ancient temples were filled with ghosts late at night. After all, they ... were so beautiful. "The thin Taoist whispered to himself and concluded the coffin.
In other words, he put down the scroll in his hand, and the pages closed automatically. The exposed title page read "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", but it was not a secret code of practice, but only a wild mountain named "Forgetful Word" under the mundane mountain, according to the legend of the city. A written obscene work.
Just then, the lean Taoist suddenly frowned, and said to himself, "Here ..."
(Dear friends, Happy Chinese New Year, Happy New Year of the Rat ^^)