Chapter 1520 Dreaming back to eternity, the past is like smoke (1)
Wu Xin felt like he was in a dream.
In her dream, she traveled through endless time and space.
In the process of this shuttle, the physical body gradually decayed, and the soul slowly dissipated. In the end, only a ray of true spirit remained, floating in the endless void. The void was vast and boundless.
Wu Xin didn't know how much time had passed, he just felt like a duckweed, floating up and down in the darkness.
Suddenly, several bright lights came from ahead.
These bright lights are like shining stars in the dark void, bright and eye-catching.
Soon, one of the bright lights approached Wu Xin.
A warm feeling came, making Wu Xin couldn't help but move closer. She hugged the light group, and her consciousness quickly merged into it. Then, the surrounding scenery changed, the sky and the earth spun, and the endless void finally slowly dispersed...
I don't know how long it took, but a bright light finally appeared in front of my eyes.
Wu Xin could no longer feel his own existence, as if it was just a wisp of consciousness floating in the air.
She opened her eyes and looked at the world, and all she saw was a wild world.
The surrounding mountains are towering, with thousands of valleys and rocks, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, making them majestic and magnificent.
Looking at both sides, there are mountain walls as high as a thousand blades, forming a deep canyon, and below is a mighty river.
This big river is also very strange, because its direction is not from high to low, but flows backwards from the depths of the canyon to the top of the mountain.
In the middle of the river, a small boat came slowly from far to near.
There is a man on the boat, young, handsome, and thin. He is standing on the bow of the boat, playing a green bamboo flute.
The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, making people feel peaceful. The tune is like waves of pines and waves, and the wind is flowing in all the valleys.
Such a beautiful flute sound can only echo in the lonely canyon. The vast mountains are like speechless listeners, and the rushing water cannot bring a close friend. The so-called high and low tune is nothing more than this.
Suddenly, the tune of the young man suddenly changed, from the melodious and tranquil at the beginning, to high-pitched and passionate, with swords clanging and war drums beating, as if two armies were fighting, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
What's strange is that, as if in response to the sound of his flute, the thousand-blade-high mountain walls on both sides actually bulge with countless strange rock pockets. The surface of the mountain wall changes in concavities and undulations, as if something is about to break out of the ground.
Boom!
There was a thunderbolt in the canyon, countless rocks cracked, the mountain wall exploded, and giant gray centipedes emerged from the mountain wall.
These centipedes are huge, emit a foul odor, and have green clouds billowing from their mouthparts, which are obviously highly poisonous.
The sudden change did not affect the flute player on the canoe.
The young and handsome man was still concentrating on playing the flute in his hand, but the sound of the flute was solemn and passionate, like a general on the battlefield, fighting bravely against the enemy.
In the sky above the canyon, countless giant centipedes seemed to be angered by the sound of the flute, and they rushed downward one after another.
Before it even got close, poisonous gas was sprayed out from the centipede's mouth. However, the poisonous mist was thick and green clouds were rolling in. Countless poisonous gases swarmed in, forming a bloody mouth, trying to swallow the man on the boat in one gulp.
However, the man turned a blind eye, as if he was intoxicated with the flute in his hand, without making any unnecessary movements.
As the sound of the flute changed, several green lights suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of the boat. These green lights were connected together to form a layer of blue barrier, which actually blocked the poisonous clouds in the sky.
Seeing that the poisonous cloud could not corrode the man's canoe, the centipedes no longer spit out venom, but instead accumulated strength and directly hit the man on the canoe.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of crashing sounds were heard. These strange centipedes were not afraid of death, as if they were about to commit suicide, they kept hitting the young man's barrier.
However, that layer of green light barrier has always been impregnable. Even if these centipedes are numerous and extremely powerful, they can never break through this thin barrier.
In the sky full of centipedes and poisonous clouds, the boat didn't even stop at all, still maintaining its original position.
Speed, slowly move forward along the river.
After trying for a long time, the centipedes seemed to understand that they could not break through the young man's barrier.
The next moment, all the centipedes flew upward, came to the same position, and began to eat each other.
In just a moment, hundreds of centipedes have disappeared, except for one. This centipede is completely different from the previous ones. It is hundreds of feet long, has a dark body, and has six long tentacles on the top of its head, like six spikes.
It's chilling.
"Roar!"
The hexagonal centipede roared, swung its body, turned into a rainbow, and hit the young man again.
The young man saw this scene from a distance, his expression did not change at all, he only played the flute faster.
The next moment, the green light that enveloped the wooden boat suddenly rose into the sky, turning into a blue circle of light in mid-air, and struck the centipede hard on the head.
boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the huge head of the hexagonal centipede shook continuously, as if it was knocked unconscious by this blow, and its body flew back uncontrollably.
It wasn't until it retreated hundreds of feet that it finally regained its composure, shook its dizzy head, and stared at the blue circle of light in the distance with a hint of fear in its eyes.
The green circle of light seemed to be examining it, and the two sides tested it for a while. The hexagonal centipede showed its ferocity, flicked its tentacles, and rushed towards the green circle of light first. Not to be outdone, the green circle of light turned into a green rainbow, and the hexagonal centipede
Centipedes fight together.
The two sides started a battle in mid-air. Although the centipede was very poisonous, the green light circle was not afraid at all, because no matter what kind of poison it was, it would immediately dissipate without a trace as soon as it entered the green light. And the green light circle itself was very powerful.
It's so huge that if you get hit by it, even if the centipede has rough skin and thick flesh, it will leave quite a few wounds.
The two sides fought for about a quarter of an hour, and the hexagonal centipede was already covered in scars, but the green halo of light was shining brightly, showing no signs of weakening.
The next moment, the blue circle of light suddenly enlarged several times, and it suddenly covered the head of the hexagonal centipede.
This change was somewhat unexpected. The hexagonal centipede was stunned for a moment, and then began to struggle fiercely.
However, the green circle of light was always stable. No matter how the huge centipede struggled, not only did it not show any signs of breaking, but it continued to tighten and become smaller and smaller.
"Roar!"
The hexagonal centipede roared again, but it was more like a helpless whine. As the green circle of light continued to shrink, the centipede's huge body also became smaller, starting from a hundred feet long, to fifty feet, then ten feet.
, seven feet, three inches......
In the end, this centipede, which was only three inches long, was firmly caught in the green circle of light and fell from mid-air.
At this time, an angry voice suddenly sounded in the valley: "Shen Nong Tuo! You and I have no grudges. Since the last battle in Hanging River, for three hundred years, I have retreated when I saw you. Why?
Are you still going to force each other hard?"
Hearing this sound, the young man finally put down the flute in his hand.
He first cast a spell to kill the centipede in the green circle of light, and then sneered again and said slowly: "Zhujiu, you practice the poison technique, but you have to sacrifice the blood of thousands of living beings, and how many innocent monks have died at your hands.
When you killed them, did you ever think, 'No grudges, no grudges'?"
"Huh! Those are just ants, what do life and death have to do with me?"
The man in the dark snorted coldly, and then said: "Shen Nong Tuo, since you have become a saint, can't you be so naive and come to me to fight for some ant monks and mortals? Although I, Zhujiu, can't beat you, it's impossible.
If you let me knead you, it will really push you into a hurry, and it will not do any good to us!"
After hearing the other party's threat, the young man not only showed no intention of flinching, but instead showed a smile.
He turned the flute in his hand and said with a smile: "Okay! The last battle was not fun enough. Since fellow Taoists have kindly invited me, let me come again to learn the methods of the master of the Poison Saint Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and clapped his hands.
A circle of light blue spiritual power spread out around him, with him as the center. Wherever it passed, the rushing river water became extremely calm.
It was as if an invisible hand smoothed everything and made the whole world quiet.
The next moment, from the bottom of the river, a pillar of light shot up into the sky. The powerful force spread out in all directions, cracking the stone walls of the canyon that stretched for thousands of miles, and countless broken earth and rocks flew randomly in the air.
After the light beam dissipated, a figure appeared in mid-air.
This man is an old man, holding a wooden stick. His old skin and weather-beaten face are lined with deep wrinkles, like bones in a cemetery, exuding an aura of decay and decay.
"As expected of Shennong Tuo, this 'earth hearing skill' really makes people unable to hide."
The old man was holding a staff in one hand and holding his other hand behind his back. His eyes were always narrowed, and he looked particularly sinister.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Zhu's method of 'poisoning all things' is infinitely mysterious. It took me three hundred days to find traces of you here. Why don't you show some real skills?"
When Shen Nong Tuo said this, he smiled slightly and said: "It seems that there is God's will in the dark. Our last battle was here. I didn't expect to meet here again today. I think the 'Upside Down River' has beautiful scenery and is suitable as a road."
Friend’s burial place.”
"Shen Nong Tuo, it seems that you and I are going to fight to the death."
When he mentioned the words "until death", Zhujiu's eyes flashed with light.
At the same time, he secretly made a magic spell with his left hand behind his back, and saw a poisonous mist spread out from his palm, and soon disappeared into the void.
In the distance, Shennong Tuo smiled slightly, seemingly not noticing Zhujiu's little move, and still stood with his hands behind his back.
boom!
A muffled sound came from behind Shennong Tuo, and then the void opened, and a long scarlet tongue shot out at an incredible speed, aiming straight for Shennong Tuo's back.
In just a moment, the long tongue had penetrated Shen Nong Tuo's back and came out from his chest.
However, the strange thing is that not a drop of blood came out of Shen Nong Tuo's wound.
Not only that, his wound was still healing rapidly, and after the long scarlet tongue pierced Shennongtuo's chest, it couldn't be taken back, and it was stuck in the wound that was gradually healing!
Dujiu saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help but change his face slightly.
As the leader of the "Poison Saint Sect", he has experienced countless battles, big and small, and experienced three disasters and nine disasters in his life. He finally became a saint through poison and was revered as "Bei Mingweng" by the world. But even he has never seen it before
Such a weird thing happened!
That long scarlet tongue has at least tempered thousands of poisons, each of which is carefully refined by itself. A single poison can instantly kill a monk under a saint.
But the man in front of him not only had his body pierced by the poisonous tongue, but also had thousands of poisons invaded his body. He seemed to be fine. His body was cleared of all the toxins in a very short period of time, and his wounds were restored as before.
"Are the rumors true? Shennong's holy body is immune to all poisons?"
Zhujiu had also heard some rumors. The man in front of him tasted all kinds of herbs and saved the world from suffering. His skills were so special that he finally cultivated the Holy Body of Shennong, and no poison had any effect on him.
Thinking of this, Zhujiu's face turned cold.
"If this is the case, this person is my biggest nemesis, and I must find a way to get rid of him!"
Just as his mind was spinning, Shen Nong Tuo in the distance smiled slightly. "Zhujiu, this is your Toad Immortal Technique? It's just a toad, and you also call it an Immortal? Tsk tsk! Really!
Are you putting gold on your face?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Nongtuo grabbed the long tongue that had pierced his body with his backhand. Using a little force with his hands, he quickly pulled out a toad the size of a small mountain from the crack in the void.
This toad is hidden in the void and is full of poison. It suddenly spits out its tongue when attacking an enemy, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
"Poison Saint Sect? With these third-rate magical powers, I'm afraid they won't be able to enjoy themselves in today's battle."
Shen Nongtuo sighed, rubbed his hands gently, and the toad's long tongue broke. At the same time, a light air flowed up along the long tongue, and soon got into the toad's mouth.
inside.
The toad was originally as huge as a mountain. After this light energy penetrated into the body, it instantly expanded again. In just a few breaths, it had doubled in size, far exceeding the surrounding mountains.
boom!
There was an explosion, but the toad finally couldn't bear it anymore and blew himself up on the spot.
Countless poisonous blood and poisonous mist sprayed out, covering half of the sky, as if a poisonous rain fell from the sky.
When Shennong Tuo saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
This "upside-down river" stretches for thousands of miles, and there are three sects downstream. If these poisons are allowed to fall into the river and flow downstream, there will be countless casualties along the way, and those three sects will also become extinct.
Thinking of this, Shen Nong Tuo raised his hand and a green vortex appeared in his palm. Powerful power surged out, absorbing all the poisonous blood and mist in the air into his palm.
Under the guidance of Shennong Tuo, thousands of poisons in the toad's body all gathered together, forming a poisonous cloud above his head.
The poison cloud rolled, and countless poisons poured down.
But Shen Nong Tuo was not afraid at all. No matter what kind of poison he had, he accepted all the poisons in the end.
And at this moment, a palm-sized palm suddenly fell from the poisonous cloud above his head.
