The ink waves are like waves, pushing one wave after another, like thousands of troops rushing onto the beach, splashing countless water splashes.
The beach is flat for more than ten meters in front, but then gradually drops downwards, and finally turns into a deep and dark ditch like a canyon. The water of the Styx flows in the ditch, and there are ghosts, skeletons, strange fish, ghost ships, and
All kinds of debris are floating around, which is indescribably weird.
Another lotus came out of the mist and went upstream.
"Which wave is this?" Uncle Sun didn't dare to look at it for a while, then suddenly spoke, not knowing who he was asking.
Zhuge Daoming responded calmly: "Fourth."
"That means there is still one more wave left." Uncle Sun did not dare to grab the ancient sword and looked at Minglian going upstream, waiting intently.
Although there were many objects on the river, trying to block the river, wherever the Lotus passed by, the objects dispersed one after another as if they were spiritual, making way for the Lotus to make way for the water.
The lotus floated closer and closer, and the uncle's hand that dared not hold on to the immortal sword became tighter and tighter. Drops of essence and blood flowed out of his body, and were constantly sucked into the body of the immortal sword.
The fairy sword, full of hot blood, is like a woman's pretty face, bringing out a different kind of blush.
"Junior sister, please step back a little." Zhuge Daoming said to Mo Siyin.
Mo Siyin walked back with the puppet bird.
After she retreated a certain distance, Zhuge Daoming released a giant puppet about ten meters high and jumped into the puppet's chest. In an instant, the puppet's eyes burst into red light, and the figure moved slightly. He grabbed his hand back and started from behind.
He pulled out a three-meter giant blade and stared into the river.
The lotus came from afar and slowly floated to the river in front of Shusun Daoming and Zhuge Daoming.
Suddenly, uncle and grandson did not dare to pull out the fairy sword from his chest and slashed forward.
"dumb"
The fierce sword light cut through the layers of space, bringing up a burst of fairy sounds, like the chanting of the wind, the cry of an oriole, and just like the sound of a harp being plucked, it was ethereal, quiet, and seemed to be something other than the human world.
"boom"
The river surface was exploded by the sword light, and the lotus-nurturing goddess in the river was directly smashed to pieces by the fairy sword. The four dark lotuses were blown up by the waves and flew towards the shore.
"Roar"
Seeing that the goddess was beheaded, the four horned dragon fish that protected the goddess rushed out of the river. Their long beards pierced out like swords. They followed behind and opened their big mouths to bite the uncle and grandson who dared not bite.
"snort"
With a cold snort, the sword shadow flew, the long beard fell, and the bodies of several horned dragon fish were immediately cut into several pieces and fell on the beach.
Uncle Sun didn't dare to take back the fairy sword, and his face was a bit pale. But he didn't have time to nurse himself back to health, so he quickly summoned his true energy and attracted the four hell lotuses flying towards the shore.
Xiu Ran, a shadow broke through the mist and grabbed Minglian.
"Looking for death." Uncle Sun did not dare to draw out his fairy sword and strike.
"dumb"
The sound of the sword was cold, bringing with it boundless murderous aura, just like the wind singing orioles, and also like the music of the harp, which seemed to be telling an unspeakable past.
The sound seemed to contain a soul-stirring spell, and the shadow rushed forward and paused. The sword light followed and cut him into two pieces.
"Well"
Uncle Sun did not dare to take back the fairy sword, so he suddenly spat out a mouthful of hot blood and used the fairy sword one after another. His weak body could no longer bear it.
At this moment, a figure wearing a black robe stepped out of the mist and flew towards Minglian. The black robe was embroidered with gold patterns, emitting a golden light that seemed to have magical power. Looking at it, I felt dizzy.
Uncle Sun didn't dare to use two swords in succession. His body couldn't bear it and he couldn't stop the black-robed man. He could only watch helplessly as he flew towards Minglian.
"A demon who dares to peek into Minglian will die."
Zhuge Daoming shouted angrily, and used his puppet to slash at the black robe with a giant blade.
The sword energy is like a wave or a wild wave, pushing forward with a force that reaches the sky.
The man in black robe did not dare to confront him head-on, so he could only retreat.
"Come again."
Another sword energy was like a huge wave in the abyss, one wave after another, trying to swallow up the sky and destroy the earth.
When the man in black robe saw the sword energy chasing him, he could not avoid it, so he took out a devil owl ghost staff and blocked it in front of him, shouting: "Bury the creatures with blood." In an instant, the originally dark netherworld seemed to be a little darker.
Waves of ghostly howling sounds came from the devil owl ghost staff, and ghostly ghosts flew out from it, turning into a wall of ghostly ghosts to block the sword energy.
Blinking his eyes, the sword energy fell, but it was like falling into water, silently.
However, a huge crack was opened in the ghost wall of resentful spirits, but it was quickly filled up by other resentful spirits.
"It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. You can also take one of my tricks, the Wheel of Resentment Killing Curse."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boundless resentful spirit spun like a wheel, howled like a ghost, and rushed towards the giant puppet.
"I really don't know whether to live or die, look at my mighty thunder son." After Zhuge Daoming finished speaking, he saw the giant puppet's left hand straight forward, and a dark hole appeared in the palm of his hand.
The man in black robes felt a chill in his heart, and immediately put away his magic owl ghost staff and jumped into the mist, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
As the black-robed man disappeared, followed by the Wraith Flywheel, the riverside of the Styx became quiet again.
Uncle Sun did not dare to put away the lotus, so he took out one and walked towards Zhuge Daoming, "Thank you for your help. This lotus is a thank you gift. From now on, we will owe nothing to each other."
Zhuge Daoming was not polite, put away the Minglian and said: "It sounds like I am kind to you. The reason why I took action just now was because I was afraid that this thing would destroy the Minglian. Don't get any misunderstandings."
"No matter what, I still want to say thank you. Although it will be fine if you don't take action, your help will save me from wasting my energy and using the fairy sword."
"I think you'd better throw away that bloodthirsty sword, otherwise it will absorb all your blood sooner or later."
"I have become one with it, how can I discard it?"
Uncle Sun didn't dare to shake his head and said: "I won't say anything anymore. Now that I have obtained the Minglian, I should go back to cultivate and say goodbye."
"Yeah" Zhuge Daoming responded lightly.
Uncle Sun didn't dare to rise into the sky and ride away on the clouds.
Minglian did not stop because it was destroyed, but continued to swim upstream and escaped into the mist.
Zhuge Daoming brought Mo Siyin here for the Minglian. Now that he had it, there was no need to stay any longer. So he put away the giant puppet and let Mo Siyin fly away with the bird.
The flying bird was given by the master and was very fast. The puppet he made was far inferior, so he could only sit on it.
While riding the bird, Mo Siyin asked curiously: "Senior brother, you seem to have some quarrel with that person, why did you help him again?"
"We are just fighting over each other, what does it mean in the face of life and death?"
Zhuge Daoming said: "Speaking of which, this man is also pitiful. This man's name is Shu Sun Da Da, and he is a prince of an ancient kingdom. He has been married to Ying Huang since he was a child. Unfortunately, Ying Huang's heart is not in the mortal world, so he went to break off the engagement.
, entered the Immortal Sect to practice. Uncle and Sun did not dare to feel humiliated, so he also worshiped the Miaodao Immortal Sect to practice. Later, by chance, he obtained the ancient immortal sword.
It's just that this thing may have been banished to the mortal world for too long, and it doesn't have even a trace of the fairy atmosphere. Instead, it has become vicious and feeds on blood.
Uncle and grandson don't dare to get this sword. It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse.
The reason why I have a problem with him is not because there is any grudge between us, but I am unhappy with his engagement with Ying Huang. Ying Huang is the daughter of the Qin Emperor, so how can he be the prince of a small prince who can spy on her. Fortunately, the engagement has been broken off.
otherwise"
"How else?" Mo Siyin asked curiously.
Zhuge Daoming suddenly remembered that he shouldn't say this in front of his junior sister, as it would damage his senior brother's majestic image, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "Junior sister, leave quickly, otherwise the lotus will turn into filth if the time is too long."
"oh"
Hearing this, Mo Siyin quickly moved the birds, but couldn't help but ask: "Senior brother, do you like that Ying Huang?"
"Cough cough cough"
Zhuge Daoming choked on his saliva and said with a slightly red face: "Junior sister, let's go back quickly!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes and pretended to practice, not daring to look at Mo Siyin again for fear of being asked something by her.
With Yinghuang's status as the daughter of the Qin Emperor and her stunning appearance, there are few people who dislike her. He is just one of many admirers, and he is probably not yet in Yinghuang's eyes. You can tell by her perfunctory attitude towards him.
He still has a little bit of self-awareness. But despite this, it's still hard for him not to like him.
If you can marry her as your Taoist companion, your life will be complete.
Zhuge Daoming sighed secretly. It is estimated that all men who have met her will have this thought.
Although Great Qin has been replaced by Great Xia, Xianyang, the imperial capital of Great Qin, still remains, and Afang Palace has always been controlled by the Qin Emperor's lineage. It is said that when Great Xia troops came to Xianyang City and were about to invade, they claimed to be cultivating underground.
His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin suddenly appeared to stop it, and Xianyang was allowed to remain.
It's just that it's no longer an imperial capital, but just an ordinary capital city.
The owner of Afang Palace can no longer be called an emperor, but can only become a city lord. However, Ying Huang is a descendant of His Majesty the First Emperor. In any case, it is not an exaggeration to call her the emperor's daughter.
Thinking about it, if he married her, he would not only be able to collect the treasures treasured by the Qin Dynasty in the past, but also have His Majesty the First Emperor, who is now the Lord of the Ghost Capital, as his backer. No one in the world would dare to mess with him.
Thinking of the benefits of obtaining Yinghuang, even Zhuge Daoming, who is indifferent and indifferent, can't help but feel excited.
But it's just a heartbeat. People who like Ying Huang are like crucian carp crossing the river. There are countless people. It is really difficult for him to break out of the shadow and reach the sky.