The Queen Mother of the West's chariots used by Jue were all provided by the Nine Heavens Xuannv. Of course, there is no need to say anything about the pomp and circumstance. The Queen Mother of the West did not have a personality that liked these things.
What external things are needed?
Jue drove the Queen Mother's chariot and forced Wei Yuan, who had fought against Emperor Jun, to sit on one side.
Looking at the world in the wilderness, the girl turned around and saw that he was looking at the vast land in a daze. The black hair on his temples was slightly raised, but at some point, it was mixed with white, which was somewhat similar to a choking sound.
I don't know if it's due to the loss of energy and spirit caused by several fights, or the influence of treasures such as lunar moon dew.
I wonder how Bai Qi and the others are doing now.
Speaking of which, it seems that Bai Qi, Guan Erye, and Zhang Liao have different tips and arrangements.
Ah Liang actually didn't give me any tips.
Wei Yuan's mind was in chaos...
It seems that I can hear the young mastermind asking himself expressionlessly: Will you listen to me if I give you a tip?
certainly……
Won't.
Wei Yuan laughed at himself, so was this also what you expected, A Liang?
The Queen Mother's Chariot and the Gods of the Great Wilderness clearly noticed it, but they seemed to have received the order and did not stop it. In the quiet night sky, time seemed to move slowly. In the distance, a battlefield was seen, and the air was thick with smoke.
With the water vapor, this is the wild northern region, with snow everywhere, all year round.
In the white snow, traces of battle can be seen everywhere.
It was as if someone had picked up a heavy weapon and smashed it on the ground in an extremely violent manner. The ground was deformed and twisted, and there were cracks everywhere. And on this shocking battlefield, a white-haired young man crossed his legs and stood.
Sitting there, there was a long stick inserted next to it, which seemed to be flowing water.
The young man's white hair is not too long. It is tied into a small ponytail at the back of his head and is only as long as the palm of his hand.
He has golden eyes and white hair, and his sleeves and robe are stained with blood.
Carrying wine in one hand, he looks like a peerless master, looking calm and calm.
Well, perfect score for temperament.
It would be fine if you didn't have happy water on your hands.
That glass of happy water directly shattered the master's lonely atmosphere.
Wei Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
Think about it: a top master swept through the enemy and broke through the blockade of 30,000 troops alone. After the victory, his clothes were stained with blood, his weapons were stuck upside down on the ground, and then he drank wine to the moon. It was originally a very meaningful thing, but
What if this master took out a bottle of ice-cold happy water from his pocket?
Then he gave a thumbs up, showed a hearty smile, and said, "My heart is cool and my heart is flying!"
Oh yeah!
You just think that this damn thing is a small advertisement made in China?
Wei Yuan fell down, and Wuzhi Qi took a look and confirmed that although his Qi had some twists and turns, his foundation was actually getting stronger and stronger, even stronger than before the Great Wilderness. It was somewhat mixed at first, but now it is
Melt all those strong foundations into one.
"……good."
Wuzhiqi said in surprise: "It's a bit stronger."
Probably if you smashed a can now, it would be remembered by Him for 50,000 years.
If the potter at this time gives himself a can.
That's not a bruise on the nose and a swollen face.
Instead, he was hit so hard that he fell down on the spot, and was knocked over by this kid with a clay pot.
Wei Yuan said: "Why don't you play games?"
"Disconnect the Internet." Wuzhiqi, who was contemplating some questions, blurted out the answer.
Actually, it’s because I’m not cool enough when playing games with my legs crossed.
Moreover, if Dahuang's counterattack is not resolved, wouldn't it mean that he would lose face in front of the potter?
This is intolerable.
Then the voice paused and said: "Since you are back, leave as soon as possible. Although this wilderness is huge, it doesn't even have a base station. You can't even play a game." Huaishui Huojun was concerned about this.
Yes, quite disgusted.
Wei Yuan nodded, looked at the vast wilderness, and said, "I have one last thing."
He took out the tables and chairs from the Yaochi of Qiankun in his sleeves and put them together directly. Wuzhiqi looked at what he was doing curiously, while Wei Yuan actually took out the kitchen utensils and started to prepare meals here.
Wuzhiqi was weird, but he didn't bother him. He just took back the happy water and the game console he took out.
Wuzhi Qi easily picked up the long stick in his hand and stood in front to guard against danger.
The food prepared by Wei Yuan was not much, but it was still full on the table. They were special snacks from various parts of China. As if to entertain friends who had traveled far away, he formed the Taoist seal with his hands and whispered in his mouth: "Cold nectar food, the taste of Dharma"
There is no limit to food, why is it that Qian and Liu Qizhen are hindered by this method of eating and drinking..."
He took out a lamp, which was the method that Zhu Jiuyin told him. It was cast with the fire of the Golden Crow, the power of the mountain god, and human fireworks. He placed it on the table. The lamp dimly illuminated the darkness. Wei Yuan watched quietly.
Ahead, we are looking forward to seeing if we can wait for the souls of those heroes who come to the wilderness with the thought of death, but if they die in this battle, their souls will be gone.
You can't come back after all.
I waited until the moonlight gradually dimmed.
Wei Yuan cupped his hands, bowed deeply, and then stepped back, placing the lamp on the table.
"Aren't you going to take it back?"
Wuzhi Qi said: "It's more or less a treasure."
"No."
Wei Yuan replied: "The value of a lamp is to illuminate the way home. If you stay here and it can illuminate, even if it only illuminates for a moment, it will be enough..."
He turned back and looked at the vast wilderness. Outside the East China Sea, the Guixu Gorge, which could swallow up the water of the world and the four seas, but the water level did not increase at all, was still flowing quietly.
The Buzhou Mountain God is walking a long way away.
Under the stars, the emperor in black clothes and gold inscriptions sat by the side of the tree, his eyes slightly lowered, holding a flute, the jade flute was faint, the moonlight fell on him, and a jade-colored butterfly fell on his shoulder, quietly
The alienated Cho Ming, with gray hair on his temples and black hair hanging down around his waist, stood quietly on one side.
"A lot of things have happened in Dahuang recently."
A soft voice whispered.
In the wilderness, ten beautiful women with similar appearances but different temperaments coexist.
Among them, the woman named Zhaoyang whispered with a smile. She turned around and saw that the girl in white, who was protected by the ten Nuwa gods, was now more mature than when she was revealed to the world before. She was protected by the ten Nuwa gods.
God protects me, walking in the wilderness.
Under Zhongshan Mountain, on the bank of the Chishui River, a woman in green clothes wrapped her black hair around her temples with her fingers and raised her eyes to look at the sky.
In the sky, there are twelve lunar stars across the sky.
Although the trip to the wilderness was short, it did not penetrate into these secrets.
But it is already magnificent.
Wei Yuan finally waved his hand heavily at the lamp: "Let's go!"
He seemed to be expecting some response, but there was no miracle. Finally, he sighed, and he, who was seriously injured, was still protected by Wuzhi Qi and Jue and walked into the rift in the world. In the end, on this battlefield, only the remaining
I ordered a table of Chinese food.
There is also a guiding light that brings together the concepts of heaven, earth and people.
It was obviously a treasure but it was abandoned.
The light could only illuminate a little of the road, and eventually even the traces of flames inside gradually disappeared. When it was about to be completely extinguished, footsteps came from the distance. A young man in shorts helped the injured person next to him.
Taoist, stumbled forward.
"Taoist priest, don't worry. I see a light ahead!"
He raised his head, seeing bright stars and moonlight around him, but he only saw a faint light in front of him.
In a trance, he seemed to see a familiar yard and a familiar street. He became excited and said: "Look, that's my hometown. I told you, right? Taoist priest, the red oil in our hometown is so fragrant. There is no
To think that I can still see home and go home!"
He grinned with a bright smile on his face and helped the Taoist man to walk to the lamp.
In front of his eyes, he saw the yard and lights of his hometown, and seemed to see the familiar old man in his memory, who had been a prosperous and chaotic man for thirty years. He helped the speechless Taoist sit down, and then shouted loudly
Said: "Old man, two bowls of chaos!"
"good."
The young man had a smile on his face and couldn't stop talking:
"After all these years, your stall is still bright and shiny, it's incredible!"
"How are the kids at home?"
"The trees in the backyard still can't bloom?"
"Oh, you are so blown away by me, I haven't been seen for a long time."
"Put more spicy food into the chaos, it will be delicious!"
The old man in the memory did not speak, but brought two bowls of chaos and placed them on the table. The Taoist priest who seemed to be from Longhu Mountain stared wide-eyed, but murmured to himself with tears streaming down his face: "Longhu Mountain...I
Are you back? At home...the smell of candied dates on Longhu Mountain..."
"Senior brother..."
The young man lowered his head to eat the chaos.
wolf.
I seemed to hear a voice asking: "When you come back this time, are you still going out?"
"I'm not going out!"
“I left Sichuan when I was young, and it’s time to go home in this lifetime.”
With a soft snap, the chopsticks fell into the snow.
The emptiness does not exist. He died in battle in the wilderness. He wears the scars of the sword. His soul is scattered. The heaven and earth do not exist.
However, take a wisp of inner fire and turn it into a lamp.
Perhaps, it can still illuminate an inch of the way home.
……………………
In the era of great chaos, Emperor Jun came out of seclusion, and the twelve Yuan Chen reappeared in the world.
The fateful battle between Jinwu and Dayi.
The Buzhou Mountain God reappeared in the world, as if everything had returned to that era of vast legends. In this era, everyone's eyes were focused on the gods, and the mortal kingdom was gradually ignored.
To the east of the great wilderness, there is a country called Gaiyu.
The snow fell very deep this month, and there was nothing abnormal in the entire capital. After all, this is one of the countries in the wilderness. Various formations have become popular. The generals at the pass completed the formation benchmarks very strictly early, and with ten
After testing the three formations, there were no traces of extraordinary powers or signs of supernatural powers.
"Then it'll be fine."
The general asked: "By the way, is there anything unusual at the border recently?"
"Border, no, ah, that's right, I heard, haha, the chickens and ducks raised by the people along the way were so noisy that they screamed in the middle of the night." The soldier laughed.
"Oh, the poultry and beasts are too loud..."
The general's expression suddenly solidified.
Turning his head subconsciously.
The bright moon shone brightly in the sky, and he saw a pair of quiet eyes, standing not far away. Then he raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him lifted off the black linoleum cloth covering their bodies, and their black armors were swallowed up by the night.
, only those pair of eyes were quiet, like a warrior from a mysterious place.
The general's pupils shrank and he shouted: "The enemy..."
The sound of arrows piercing the air drowned out his voice.
Seven thousand men in iron clothes and black armor rushed in, entering the capital on a snowy night.