Volume Two: Songs in the Nest
"Where is the way fellow Taoist going? Have you ever heard of the dangers of the ocean of the Endless Dead Sea. People like fellow Taoist, whether they come from a noble family or the family of princes and ministers, want to pass through this endless ocean safely and soundly, are delusional! Look."
A man from the Taoist sect and claimed to be the Qingyang in the small path smiled lightly at Yang Shengzi, who used sea sand to make beds on the coast. Although his words did not reveal the arrogance of the immortals on the mountain, he was also condescending, with a faint sense of aggressiveness and contempt.
After saying that, the cave robe worn by Xiaodao Qingyang shone brightly, then he stretched out his hand, and a stone suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. After gently throwing it to the sea surface of the endless Dead Sea, the stone fell into the sea.
With a thud, the stone was caught in something evil at this moment. It was evaporated by some dark force of the endless Dead Sea. It was fleeting and very strange.
After a closer look, the evaporated stones in the world disappeared, there was a cluster of compact black gas wandering there, black paint and black, looking strangely cunning.
This compact black gas is the legendary resentment and death aura!
Even the stones without souls and without souls evaporate, and the soul-destroying body is not just a joke.
If someone insists on walking directly on the water or snorkeling in the sea, he really doesn’t know how to write the word “death”!
However, he did not expect that the words fell into the two big and small ears lying on the beach, but did not show a shocked expression, which made the little path that had just spoken out to scold Yang Shengzi and the ears were a little red.
This person does not accept his affection, which is a great sin of disrespect!
But he still resisted the urge to kill. After all, he was an immortal on the mountain, so he still had the style of immortality that he should have, and there was no need to be angry with a small person in the world.
Under the gaze of Qingyang in Xiaodao, the young man finally moved his body that had not moved for a long time. He felt comfortable sleeping, but he still had to continue on his way.
Yang Shengzi stood up, his eyes flashed slightly, and lightning rays were swaying in it, and Jiaojiao was waiting to move.
"Your Excellency, you can take the lead. I have my own tricks and don't bother with the immortals to guide the way."
He said softly, his hands still behind him. With these words, the young man was so arrogant!
In the eyes of those people opposite, they pretended to be just a word. They did not clamp their tails in front of them, but they dared to speak wildly. Immediately, one of them wanted to come out and slapped the mean thing who spoke wildly, but was stopped by his senior brother Xiaodao Qingyang.
Shaking his head, Xiaodao Qingyang's eyes signaled that his junior brother would not be so impulsive. This person is already a dead person, so why should he be angry with Ming Death?
"Let's go."
Xiaodao Qingyang, wearing a cave robe, said to his junior brothers, and didn't even look at the man from the martial arts world.
The velvet on his body suddenly escaped and fell on the sea of the Endless Dead Sea. Suddenly, there were waves of silent clanging sounds coming from between the two. It was obviously the velvet of the Cave Heaven and the Death Aura of the Endless Dead Sea.
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When fighting, I don’t know who wins and who loses.
I saw Xiaodao Qingyang again, and shouted, and the Cave Heavenly Vestment falling from the sea suddenly emitted a mysterious yellow light, keeping the upper hand!
The figure flew straight down, and the path Qingyang was the first to land safely on the sea surface of the endless Dead Sea, and his feet were on the glowing Cave Heaven's vestments and were safe and sound.
In an instant, seven or eight figures appeared beside Xiaodao Qingyang, and these people were naturally his fellow disciples.
Seeing that the Taoist sect who finally rushed here took the lead, the rest of the Buddhist and Confucians were not willing to be outdone. The Taoist lies one foot high, and the Buddha lies one foot high, but we are still a little bit higher than Buddhism.
The people who fell on the sea now were young Buddhist monks from Donghuang Buddha Capital. They saw the head of the man, that is, their senior brother Wu Miesheng, twisting out a string of Buddhist beads from his cuffs, and muttering words in his mouth, and the Buddhist beads immediately emitted a faint Buddha light.
Then, the Buddhist beads began to grow slowly with strange winds. The Buddhist monk Wumisheng seized a good opportunity and threw his hands heavily on the sea surface. The Buddhist beads as big as dozens of feet hit the sea surface of the endless Dead Sea, and an explosion sounded almost heard.
It can be imagined that this Buddhist bead not only has the blessing of Buddhism, but also has extraordinary power.
"We also cross the sea."
Wu Miesheng invited his junior brothers to cross the sea, but took advantage of the moment to squint intentionally or unintentionally look at Yang Shengzi, a young man who had not set off on the beach. This person had no Buddhism, no morals or no scholars in his mind. Such a person deserved to die, and then he withdrew his gaze and stepped on the beads as big as a foot basin to cross the sea.
Once it was stepped on, the beads began to tremble. As the footsteps of these people in Donghuang Buddha Town stood still, the pearl light flashed and suddenly accelerated, faster than the military warships dedicated to the court. This is my Buddha in his heart, a smooth road, and nothing can stop the steps of Buddhism.
The last person is from the school palace, known as the Confucian scholar of elementary school, with hair fluttering freely, not as irritable as the two groups of people in front of him. At the same time, the Taoist monks are so anxious to fight each other. I don’t know what kind of Taoism these people have cultivated, and they should be rushing to reincarnate?
"If the two people in the world don't dislike me, they can cross the sea with me, even if they are slower than them, they can catch up with them in just a few breaths?"
The Confucian scholars in elementary school were underestimated and said that it was obvious that they did not take the pride of the gods of Buddhism and Taoism to heart. After all, Buddhism and Taoism would have to return to their own Confucian scholars and Taoism, which was incomparable.
"Don't bother you."
Yang Shengzi directly refused the invitation from the elementary school scholar to the world, and was not a relative or a care. No one knew whether this school student was good or bad, so he naturally did not dare to take it lightly.
"Then I wish you good luck." When the primary school Rutan Hongchen heard the young man say such words, he was not angry, but instead laughed and left.
The seeds of study are completely different from the way people who cross the sea before crossing the sea, and they are also a bit special.
At this moment, he was half squatting in his book box. His box had already thrown it to the sea. A book in the box was emitting a hint of suspended power.
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, the endless dead aura that was blocking the endless dead aura that wanted to swallow the bookcase that was big or small, said it was small.
Dan Hongchen sat in the bookcase with a calm expression and waved at Yang Shengzi, a young man on the shore. What does it mean? Death waved?
Under the gaze of Yang Shengzi, the elementary school scholars are moving towards the vast ocean.
On the coast, no one appeared except Yang Shengzi and the young girl Yingzi.
All those who should come have arrived, and they all left in a variety of strange ways of crossing the sea. These people have identities and abilities, so they naturally have the ability to take the lead and have no fear.
His eyes narrowed, but Yang Shengzi raised his lips and smiled slightly, turned his head to the little girl beside him and said, "We don't have to hurry, let them explore the way first and then go on the road, so as to respond to changes in the same way."
The words just fell.
Suddenly, Yang Shengzi's whole body seemed to be blocked, his eyelids pounded violently, and his heart trembled suddenly accelerated, as if he was about to jump out. Then he was just a dead person?
Moreover, I was trembling like a soul, as if I had taken off all my clothes and was seen cleanly on my body, and my heart was greatly shaken.
Then it resounded in Yang Shengzi's heart, the little girl Yingzi's heart.
There are also three groups of people from Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism who are crossing the sea.
At this moment, the lingering songs sounded at the same time. At first, they were weak and inaudible. The songs were melodious and moving, like the gurgling water in the mountain stream, sometimes passionate, like the rolling waves of the sea.
The final song is endless melancholy and sadness, as if he was stretched into space with his hands twisted. After the excitement of wandering and confused, he was lowered to a very weak whimpering sound, and quieted to the late night and silence.
The undulating song sounds became louder and louder as the heart accelerated, and it was sad and grim, as if it was a resentful concubine.
"Who can win a confidant in this game of chess? Can't lose the courage? How many enemies have ever been in ancient times? I'll ask my slave to heaven and be a concubine in the next life. Who can cut off the most bitter sorrow in the world? I cry thousands of glasses of tears, and continue writing the eternal love in the world with me..."
Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the calm sea in the endless Dead Sea!
What is amazing is that this sea breeze is of golden color, the sea breeze is wrapped with golden gravel, and the golden glow is dancing in the sky!
The golden sea breeze begins with the black tube floating in the wind, and overlaps with the flute to create a dreamy space. The wind chimes that sound from time to time and the vague string music in the distance are like the morning mist falling on the lakeside in summer, and the whole body is cold and icy as if it is about to break its belly!
Everyone's mind suddenly, for some reason, it seemed like something incredible was penetrated, like a black worm line, without insects, just looking at a black line, quietly entering everyone's mind.
Moreover, my belly begins to bulge, and my black thread crawls into my stomach!
In great grief, but unbearable pain.
It's so terrible.
The sad song not only needs to rinse the soul, but also kill everyone's souls!
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