The fierce fighting on the other side of Tongtian Mountain.
It was not until late at night that the sound of fighting gradually became quieter.
I don’t know if there will be a winner among the competing forces among several parties.
The next day.
At daybreak, the three of them once again took off on the wooden kite and soared into the sky. In the bad weather that turned into a violent storm again, they cautiously flew towards the Tongtian Sacred Mountain at the end of the world.
"The upper half of the corpse of the underworld ferryman and Kuixing Kidou have all gone ashore and entered the Paradise of Cave Heaven. Little brother, do you think the Water Goddess will also come in?"
In the sky, the old Taoist priest used words to distract himself from his fear of heights and prevent himself from looking down at his feet.
As we fly closer, the Tongtian Mountain, which is as tall as the sky, becomes more and more majestic, powerful, majestic and majestic.
Compared to the Eternal Dojo, manpower is insignificant.
Only when you get closer can you see that the sacred mountain is shrouded in a layer of strange fog, giving you a hazy feeling as if you are looking at the mountain through fog, and it is even impossible to see the specific situation on the sacred mountain clearly.
The three of them are all very familiar with those mists. They are spiritual mists that are vigorous and dense to a certain extent. People who practice in these spiritual mists can get twice the result with half the effort.
As the wooden kite flew closer, Jin An saw the dark clouds above the broken mountain among the nine towering sacred mountains. It was like a hole in the sky collapsed, forming a rapidly rotating hole cloud above the broken mountain. Heavy rain fell from the sky.
The collapsed funnel cloud kept pouring down, rumbling, and the torrential rain was like a waterfall. After rushing to the sacred mountain, it converged into a huge river, rushing to the foot of the mountain, spreading out into several tributaries, and rushing into the distance.
Those tributaries are each hundreds of feet wide, flowing continuously to far distances.
The wooden kite in the sky continues to fly closer.
Jin An saw that the foot of the Shenshan Mountain seemed to be torn in half by the power of uncanny craftsmanship, and there was a huge bottomless ravine on the vast land.
The ravine was pitch black and bottomless.
The soil at the foot of the mountain is five-color soil that is different from other places. It is said that this five-color soil is the best Feng Shui, and it is the sacred soil that Feng Shui masters have been pursuing all their lives.
If you dig out five-color soil in a blessed land, it must be a geomantic treasure.
Since ancient times, emperors in various regions have used five-color soil to offer sacrifices to the sky during important sacrificial ceremonies such as enthroning the throne and conferring Zen, praying for peace and prosperity, good weather, and good luck from heaven.
The five-color soil here is not just a handful of soil from the north and south of the world.
Unexpectedly, there is such a large area of five-color soil at the foot of this mountain.
This is a blessed place to raise people.
Whether you are raising a dead person or a living person, whether it is a yin house or a yang house, as long as there is a handful of five-color soil under your feet, it is the most blessed land for making money.
If there are enough five-color soil, it is not impossible to create a true dragon Feng Shui bureau.
Even the emperors who enthroned the throne had to use five-color soil to offer sacrifices.
According to legend, these five colors of soil can not only confer Zen, but also canonize gods.
Of course, this is just folklore, and no one knows whether it is true or not, but it is enough to prove the extraordinary nature of these five-color soil.
Digging a piece of five-color soil outside is a feng shui treasure land for wealth and wealth. And with so much five-color soil here, it might be a place where gods can be enshrined.
At this time, these five-color soils are covered with lush mountain forests and green ancient trees. They are indeed five-color soils, full of vitality. Even under the erosion of rain like waterfalls, they are still full of vitality and green ancient trees grow.
This is the third kind of divine object seen in the secret realm of Cave Heaven Paradise after the Ever-Bright Lamp and the Divine Treasure, which is not afraid of the rain in the sky.
These five-color soil is the sacred soil.
"This five-color soil is a good treasure. It is not only a treasure of Feng Shui for wealth and wealth. If the cinnabar drawing talisman is mixed with a little bit of the five-color soil, the power will be greatly increased. If you are firing rosary beads, soul-calling bells, and thunder nails... add a little bit of the five-color soil.
Soil can also greatly increase the power. Even if you do nothing, just placing the five-color soil in the west position of the Yangzhai can also attract the arrival of the Nine Purple Fortune Stars."
The old Taoist priest became more and more excited as he talked: "Little brother, this five-color soil has countless benefits."
“I didn’t expect to see so much five-color soil here. It is indeed a holy place for Taoism.”
“This is the first time that I have seen so much five-color soil. Before, I would never have believed that there really were so many five-color soils in the world.”
"In the years I have been a wandering Taoist priest, I have only seen five-color soil twice. Once when I was moving a grave, I dug out a handful of five-color soil from the ancestral land of a ninth-generation good man, and once I saw a thousand-year-old stone.
The stone bridge is willing to become a stepping stone for the people, and its merits are immeasurable. When the local government renovated the stone bridge, they dug out a piece of five-color soil."
Not to mention anything else, these two things that happened to the old Taoist priest are enough to prove the extraordinary nature of the five-color soil.
Jin An turned his gaze back from the abyss and ravine, and together with the old Taoist priest, he marveled and looked at the open five-color soil in front of him.
At this time, the pair of foxes, one large and one small, began to develop the idea of the five-color soil.
I plan to dig some pieces of five-color soil this time and bring them back to the Five Zang Taoist Temple.
The five-colored soil and the Taoist temple of the five internal organs are naturally used by the Taoist temple of the five internal organs.
When the wooden kite flew dozens of miles closer, he saw many tombstones scattered on the five-color soil. Those tombstones had been dilapidated by the rain of thousands of years in the world, and all the writings had been erased. These dilapidated ancient meanings
The tombstones add a solemn, solemn, sad and ancient feel to this sacred land.
There are even more tombstones that have weathered and disappeared, and no bones can be found.
here.
It was once glorious and prosperous.
Many ancient ancestors have also fallen.
This is destined to be a tragic ending. They were unable to defend the holy land of the ashram until their death. The ashram was destroyed and the holy land became a forbidden land that the living were forbidden to set foot on. Only the last bit of humanity was left, and they were looking forward to it in the midst of death.
One day someone will be able to restore the glory of the dojo's holy land.
Just as the wooden kite flew close to the five-color soil at the foot of the mountain, Jin An and Xiejian suddenly noticed something at the same time. They both turned their heads and looked in the same direction behind them at the same time.
A man came walking in the air.
The man was dressed in a simple Taoist robe and walked in the air with an ethereal temperament, as if he was a banished immortal descending into the world.
The momentum comes out of the dust and looks down at the heaven and the earth.
The whole body is filled with the brilliant radiance of divinity, the whole body is spotless, and has an elegant and ethereal temperament. This is a living immortal walking in the world.
Walking in the air is no longer something human beings can do, but is a skill only possessed by land gods.
Only the land gods in mythology can fly in the sky.
Looking at the banished immortal man who could walk in the sky as if on the ground, the old Taoist priest was surprised and said: "Could it be that this is another result of the obsession in the blessed land of cave heaven like Taoist Ziqi and Great Immortal Toad?"
“I thought these obsessions only appeared at night.”
The old Taoist priest clicked his tongue and said.
After hearing what the old Taoist said, Jin An shook his head: "This person is a living person, not an obsession after death."
“Back in the temple, Miss Ma once told me about a person. She said that in the ruins, there was someone who had a great destiny and was reborn, becoming an immortal body that could ‘leave the air and leave the ground’. She told me to pay more attention to this person.”
“It seems that the immortal body that Miss Ma mentioned about ‘lifting off the ground’ is this person.”
The man who looked like a banished immortal showed interest when he saw the wooden kite in the sky. When he passed by the wooden kite, he nodded and said hello to the three people on the wooden kite's back with gentle and friendly eyes: "Be careful, don't worry.
People from the Tianshi Mansion saw that you had the wooden kite from the Tianshi Mansion."
This man's skin is crystal clear, moist and gleaming like jade.
kind reminder.
"I am Prince Xiao Ling of the Tianshi Mansion in the capital. I have met this Taoist brother, and I don't know what to call him?" Jin An said cheekily as Mu Yuan hovered in the air.
Well.
The man who looked like an immortal had a look of astonishment on his face, and then he smiled casually: "Xu Anping, from Yujing Jinque in the capital."
The old Taoist priest opened his mouth wide when he heard this, with a dumbfounded look on his face. No one in the Zhenguo Temple, Jade Capital Golden Tower, or Tianshi Mansion in the capital knew what King Xiao Ling looked like. Even if they beat the old Taoist to death, they wouldn't believe it. The scene was once
Very embarrassing.
Jin An often walks by the river and this time his shoes finally got wet.
"Ah? Hahaha? It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Xu. I'm being disrespectful." Jin An smiled awkwardly and didn't mention anything about Tianshi Mansion or Prince Xiao Ling. As long as I don't take the initiative to mention it, I'll treat it as if what just happened never happened.