In the chaotic and dark space-time breaking stream, the storm swept through, and it was silent.
The space section as thin as a cicada's wings cracks into a blade, travels in an orderly manner with the "storm", flowing towards the next node of time.
Everything is aimless, like clouds and winds, drifting with the flow.
As the broken blades move, they collide with each other, cut with each other, and turn into more subtle fragments, crystal clear, and are swallowed by black holes from time to time.
——This has always been like this.
Suddenly, in the dead silence and darkness that lasted for countless years, a slight light came up somewhere in the shattered flow of time and space.
"Buzz!"
The sword roared and poked out from a dimensional crack, quietly passing away.
Immediately afterwards, a towering tower squeezed out of the crack, as if it had received some call.
The tall buildings are filled with green tiles and flying tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, and the eaves are surrounded by green smoke, which transforms auspicious clouds. The top of the building is accompanied by the silver moon, and the clear light is sprinkled everywhere. It is lonely and out of the dust, like something in the sky.
If someone is here, he can recognize it at a glance. This is the painting of the sword tower and the sword ancestor's temple.
Unfortunately, no one has the chance to meet.
In just one moment, when the tall building was placed into the shallow layer of time and space flow from the cracks in the dimensional world, it was immediately stained with the mottled breath of vicissitudes of time.
Everything just now was like illusion and no longer existed.
The green tiles are decayed and turned into black tiles.
The beams and columns shrink and cracks appear.
The blue smoke and auspicious clouds are dyed gray-brown, and are holy and depraved.
The half-curved silver moon is lost in the Qinghua world, and it is dark and colorful.
The tall building has become a lonely building, assimilating with the scattered air of time and space, loneliness, dead silence, and lifeless.
Outside the eaves of the building, twelve iron chains were tied, and they came from nowhere. They worked together, as if they wanted to pull the lonely building back to its original place and return everything to its original state.
No results.
The sword tower slowly moved forward, storm moving along with the breaking current in time and space, but it was not as aimless as a storm and broken blade.
It passes through time and time, and soon it squeezes into space-time cracks, from deep to shallow, and even more superficial, it seems to be chasing something, and it is about to go to an exact end point.
The sword tower has twelve sides, and the eleven sides are shining.
Under the dark and withered appearance, under the twelve-sided window on the highest floor of the building, you can see the sword shadows flashing.
There seems to be something that is constantly resisting, perhaps time or "erosion" of other forces.
Twelve-sided sword tower, twelve silver chains.
But one of them is as dull as the windowsill on the floor where it is located.
"call out!"
The broken blade of time and space flew across the place where the sword tower's force field radiated, making a sound of breaking through the air, which was extremely harsh.
It happened to slash the chain tied on the eaves of the dull building. The chain swayed and sounded loudly, and it was overwhelmed and broken.
The chain buckles, sword energy, and iron filings are scattered and destroyed in the fragmented current of time and space, like stones sinking into the sea, without any shock.
“Buzz buzz…”
On the highest floor of the Sword Tower, through the wooden window, with the help of a little dark moonlight, you can see that the sword shadows inside it are flashing more frequently.
However, not long after, everything returns to peace.
After a long dead silence...
"Click!"
The highest floor of the Sword Tower.
The wooden window with a dull side was suddenly pushed open.
An illusory and dim face came out of it.
Without facial features, he took a deep breath, and then made a dry and sensational laugh:
"Sword Ancestor, Sword Ancestor, what can I do?"
"I have no choice but to..."
...
Bang!
My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and Lei Xier's chest shook.
The gods and demons' eyes flew at high speed at this moment, and a large amount of black and white mist was emitted.
"This is……"
People are still on the cross corner.
In a trance, in a chaos, she saw a little golden light.
"Buddha Light."
"It's the stupa."
The chaos was broken, and it was indeed a golden pagoda hanging upside down deep in the ground.
Going down the spire of the tower, the thing that is buried is a black coffin.
"The soul is back..."
"The soul is back..."
A whispering sound came from my ears, like a Buddha chanting scriptures and a demon whispering, which made people feel upset.
Bang!
The heart was pulled back again.
Lei Xier gently held her chest, frowned slightly, and almost fell to the ground.
This time she saw clearly that the coffin board of the coffin under the tower was shaking, and it seemed that there were big hands pushing up inside, trying to break the ban from the inside.
The golden light of the stupa was created, and the abnormal movement disappeared immediately.
After a long time, the black and golden liquid in the coffin under the tower overflowed again, and a faint sound came:
"Help me, help me..."
"Everyone who helps me will have a gift..."
Although the sound was small, the content became clearer, but it was still both Buddha and demon, making it difficult to distinguish between good and evil.
Lei Xier was in chaos, fearless and asked softly:
"Who are you?"
"How can I help you?"
"What benefits can you get?"
The inverted pagoda continued to bloom with golden light, and the sound stopped appearing.
After a long time, when the golden light weakened, the coffin board jumped violently again, as if someone was knocking hard inside.
"Bang bang bang!"
Lei Xier's heart beat faster.
The thing is still hitting, and every hit is a heavy hammer, which makes people dizzy.
"How to help you?"
Lei Xier covered her head with a split headache, "You said something, I have a wish, as long as you can satisfy me!"
The coffin stopped moving.
After a long time, there was a sound of intermittent sound coming from it.
"Come……"
To be continued...