The Yellow River has been the oldest and most mysterious long river between the Xuanhuang world since ancient times. It roars like a giant dragon with its back on its back and its head raised to leap. It flows from the Bayankala Mountains of Qinghai Province, nine provinces and regions, and finally flows into the Bohai Sea in Kenli County, Dongying, Shandong Province. And from the mountains and valleys between Jin and Shaanxi, the rivers flowing out of the deep valleys.

There are few people living in the Yellow River Basin in the mountains and valleys between Shanxi and Shaanxi. It is often only after walking for a day or two before you can meet a ferry. Where there are ferrys, there are villages.

In front, dangerous peaks stand tall, above the sky, a cliff that stands upwards, rises up along the water like a knife. Below is a bottomless dark abyss at the sharp turn of the Yellow River.

This deep stream is as far away as a small village nearby. Although it is far apart, the villagers can still hear the roar of the strong wind blowing across the Yellow River abyss and the water surface. The sound seems to be coming from the darkest depths at the bottom of the Yellow River, and the roars of dragons and demons are mixed with one or two dragons and demons in the roar of thunder.

Around this steep cliff, the clouds are chaotic, the atmosphere is filled with clouds, the mountains are dark, and birds and beasts are hidden, and few people come. But there are also times when the clouds are clear and the sun is seen. Under the Yellow River abyss, for some reason, the colorful and brilliant rays of light can be rushed out every few days, breaking the sad clouds in the sky, forming a bright world.

According to ancient legend, there is an underground cave under this abyss, connecting with other worlds, opening the passage between the sun and the yellow spring, and some say it is the gate to the parallel space of another world...

In the past, a brave man had dived into the bottom of the water, and saw that the riverbed below was covered with white dead bones... all the bones of large livestock such as cattle and sheep, and some huge bones that could not be named! They piled up like mountains, making people frightened to see. After getting ashore, they were bedridden due to excessive fright, and they died! Since then, this place has become a place of terror.

No one can verify whether it is true or false. The villagers have been fishing when the sun rises, rest when the sun enters, and they are peaceful and happy.

On this day, as night fell, in the village next to the ancient Yellow River Ferry, the fishermen packed the cool nets during the day, returned home, tied the door, worked hard for a day, and slept with a big quilt after drinking and eating.

Under the night, a blood moon guarded the air alone, making the surroundings appear cold and quiet, as if they were isolated from the world. Only a large rusty bronze tripod at the beginning of the village hung upside down on a tripod built of iron-sinked wood at the bottom of the river. It was blown by the wind and made an empty sound of "bang, bang".

This big tripod was discovered by villagers when they were in the Qingli River. It was completely rusted. Only the size of a pot lid was still complete, and it was densely engraved with yin and yang runes. Some of the words on the fragments of the tripod were blurred. I found a teacher in the village to see it, but I couldn't see any reason. Helplessly, I only invited a fortune teller and read it for a long time before saying, "I don't understand this kind of text that combines ancient Chinese and bells and tripods. It seems that the scriptures are engraved on it, which is useful for suppressing evil spirits!" After asking again, people refused to say more and left.

Even the fortune teller said that this scripture has the effect of suppressing evil and avoiding evil spirits. Thinking of the Yellow River every year, there is only one big bell at the entrance of the village, so he simply hangs the cauldron upside down at the entrance of the village, using the cauldron instead of the bell, which is used to knock it when there is something to call the villagers to discuss matters.

But tonight, this big tripod is different from the past. In addition to not knocking on it, it emits bronze rays of light from the preserved fragments of the tripod. The runes on it also jump out like a physical body, constantly changing, forming a large blue mysterious halo, protecting the village as it spreads.

The villagers were awakened by the low bell in their sleep. They knew it was strange and were so scared that they hurriedly covered their heads with quilts, trembling all over. The adults at home even strictly told the children not to leave where they opened the door.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the sky was dark red by the blood moon, and the bells at the entrance of the village became louder and louder. Suddenly, the dark blood-worn clouds over the village were lit up in a vast and dazzling light. In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds in the vast world rolled and rushed, and the colorful spiritual energy of the world was rushing like thousands of troops, rushing towards a black hole on the edge of the sky. The black hole formed a huge vortex, unknown how deep it was, and it was like a big mouth that could swallow the sky and swallow the earth and accommodate all things, advancing forward.

The sky became darker, and a rumbling sound came from the black hole in the depths of the universe. The sound was like thunder rolling, shocking the entire sky. In the black hole, large patches of blood-colored dark clouds rushed out, and a bright moon rose slowly from it.

However, the moon on that night was different from the past. Its color was black, dazzling and bright, and at first glance it looked like a bright moon. The moonlight turned into strange black lights and sprinkled onto the Yellow River on the earth, illuminating the villages on the ancient Watanabe.

The black moon hangs high, and the strange shadows sway in the sky, light and dark. When you look closely, it is the moon, and it is clearly a huge eyeball, like a sky eye, hanging high in the sky.

The eyes were like a blood moon, hanging high in the sky. In the huge eyeballs, there were countless stars flashing, and the cycle of reincarnation was rotating. In the pupils, a vague and powerful figure with a flat crown on the head and a rolling dragon robe was photographed. This figure was like a mountain, with a bright eyes, making people trembling.

The figure in the eyes seemed to have crossed the ancient times, with a unique immortal power. The huge eyes, like lightning, shot out electric lights, focusing on the dark abyss below the cliff of the Yellow River, as if trying to see through the secret. One by one, the eyes penetrated the water surface like lightning, reaching the riverbed below the abyss, and the stirring underwater waves were surging.

The river water below the abyss rolled up like a surging river and sea, and a beam of light spurted up like the sun, breaking through the river surface. In an instant, it burst into pieces, and a red cloud hit the sky. As much as its power reached, it seemed like it was about to collapse the sky!

The eyeballs with a large moon plate were hit by this blow, and suddenly, a huge roar came from the vast universe. The roar shocked the Yellow River and caused huge waves to burst out, causing the world to lose its sound.

"The way of heaven has been completed, and cannot be changed... The road to heaven and immortal has been broken... The supreme realm has been sealed... There is no possibility of becoming an immortal..." Every word of the sound from the sky is like dong, the sound of the war drum, just like the heart of Pangu giant beating, and it was shocking that the person's heart was so uncomfortable that he buzzed his head, his legs were weak, and he almost fainted.

"This sound is so terrible!...Why can't you understand? What is it?" The villagers exclaimed from their hearts.

At this moment, the hurricane on the surface of the Yellow River suddenly rose, and the waves whirlpooled into the sky. A roar was like a thunder explosion coming from the bottom of the river: "There is a rebellion, the Mitian scam... I searched for my master again, break the fairy realm again... Waiting... What can the 'Heaven' do to me?" The leopard sound came from under the water, which was low and desolate, and it seemed that I did not take things like "the way of heaven" and "the immortal" seriously!

"What is that? Immortal? Demon? God? Or Human?..."

"What is he waiting for?"

"What a scam...?"

All those who heard the sound were shocked, feared to the limit, and a heart was raised to the throat, making it difficult for them to breathe. What is under the abyss of the Yellow River? Why do you even peek at the "Heaven"? Who is the giant eyes in the sky? Is this the "Heaven"?

(To be continued)

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