Chapter 947 The origin of the single horn of the big snake
A pure white aura swelled up all over the Lieshan Ding, rolled up the scarlet liquid and poured it into the mouth of the Ding, and then thumped the goblet heavily on the ground:
"I, I followed the Lieshan clan to travel around the world, and learned all the spiritual medicines in the world, and finally achieved the right result. Lieshan tripod, the world's number one medicine-refining treasure tripod, will I become a monster when I get here?"
Chen Zhen's angry eyes suddenly widened his eyes: "Lieshan Ding? Do you think you are the Shennong Lieshan Ding that is indefinitely separated from his body?"
Lieshanding snorted coldly, shook his big belly, and released the pure and vast spiritual energy in the belly of the tripod, instantly forming the vast Brahma momentum.
The heat wave in the air caused Chen Zhen to fall apart.
In the rolling and burning breath, Chen Zhen's nose actually smelled a pure and tasteless aroma of medicine from the heat.
True water has no smell, real medicine has no fragrance.
This is definitely something that Shennong Baoding has, and it has been infected and tempered by natural spiritual plants for tens of thousands of years...
Some more distant memories poured into his mind again.
Chen Zhen, who was overturned to the ground, still looked disbelief, but his expression had changed to humility and guilt.
"Aowu roar--"
Before Chen Zhen could come back to his senses from the famous Lieshan Ding, he heard a deafening roar.
His body trembled in fear, and Chen Zhen subconsciously hugged his head with his hands.
There was no expected pain from his body, but he felt something furry gently brushing across the back of his hand. The feeling was soft and glutinous. Chen Zhen felt that his heart was itchy with these little claws.
He couldn't help but raise his head from his arms, and a big furry face suddenly appeared in his eyes. Chen Zhen was so scared that he fell backwards and fell to the ground with a butt.
In front of him was the glutton who had just laughed at him.
At this moment, this Taotie was still smiling at him.
Chen Zhen was so smiling that he felt furious...
Even if the Lieshan tripod is a magic weapon, the Taotie in front of you is always a real evil spirit!
"You are Taotie, so you must be..."
Just as Chen Zhen was about to make a decision for Taotie, he saw a vague flame pattern appearing in the middle of the forehead of his furry smiling big face.
In the center of the flame pattern, an ancient word "Yan" that burns like a burning fire appears and appears.
With the appearance of this rune, Chen Zhen's memory was found in his mind again.
He remembered that there was such a mark that this Taotie had already made a blood contract with someone. Judging from the pattern of this blood contract, Chen Zhen guessed that the person who signed the blood contract with it should be Yan Yan.
But why did he look familiar with this pattern?
Wait, sign a blood contract with Taotie?
This is something that people can do!
Chen Zhen was once again overturned by what he saw in front of him.
So, is Miss Yan a human?
Chen Zhen was hit by a series of blows and no longer knew whether to believe what he saw in front of him or to believe his unreliable memory.
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He was quite depressed, and he didn't remember how many important things he hadn't remembered!
He deeply doubted that he had become so stupid in this life because his brain was cut off.
So, after all, it’s still the fault of that damn demon!
Chen Zhen was completely unconfident now, and he finally looked at Canghua leaning against the mulan tree on the niche.
Although his memory of Canghua's death was clear, he was not sure whether the part he remembered had missed any important information.
So, if the Qing Emperor in front of him is true, would he be killed by the number one war god in the mountains and seas on the spot...
However, just as Chen Zhen's eyes were on Canghua, Canghua's figure gradually became illusory, and the tall and solemn shrine behind him seemed to be a little enlarged than before.
Chen Zhen didn't know if it was his own illusion. He didn't pay attention to the words on the shrine just now, but now it became extremely clear and conspicuous.
There was a couplet with ancient ink marks hanging on the shrine. Chen Zhen slowly read the above words: "Thousands of realms enter mustard seeds, and the extreme dust brings Sumeru. Sumeru mustard seeds, sit and observe the sea of no barriers."
He felt that this didn't seem like a couplet, but rather a magical style. Then he saw four ancient and vigorous ancient characters written in the center of the shrine - Sumeru Treasure Realm.
"Summer Treasure Realm"
Chen Zhen muttered, and then some memories of the past poured into his mind again...
Chen Zhen remembered that he was only one of the many ordinary disciples who practiced on the other side of the Styx. It was still early to become the young god later, but at that time, he listened to his master, the great good moonlight god Miri Chandala.
Said.
Master said that there are several strange treasures in the world of mountains and seas.
When Xi Shen died and returned to the mountains and seas, one of the god-controlled whip left to the Eastern Qing Emperor was counted as one of them; another was led by the Central Yan Emperor and assisted by the other great gods, protecting the mountains and sea barriers in this world.
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There is also a treasure, which is the most secret and magical. There are only a few people who have seen it. This treasure was also refined by the Central Yan Emperor, but it was not known if it was successful later.
He remembered that the mysterious treasure that did not know whether it existed or not was named "Summer Realm"
The memories came to an abrupt end when they came to a close.
It’s not that I can’t remember this time, but that Chen really has a little lack of brainpower.
He stared blankly at the four words directly above the shrine, with a little demented expression: "This is the Sumeru realm, I'm not dreaming..."
At this moment, the initial lively atmosphere was restored in the Xumi realm. The Lieshan tripod with three glasses of wine in the tripod had already started bragging to Deng Wenming, Sisi and Tonba.
The little guys also gathered around to listen to the fun.
Canghua gently shook the goblet in his hand and quietly flipped through the ancient scrolls before him.
Only Yan Yan was watching Chen Zhen quietly.
Every subtle expression of Chen Zhen fell into Yan Yan's eyes. She suddenly asked Cang Hua curiously: "Why is Chen Zhen's memory intermittent? It's really related to his brain being taken for sacrifice?"
Although Yan Yan saw Chen Zhen’s mind being cut off by the Chen family’s wife, she felt that Chen Zhen was a young god after all, and that an experience of reincarnation would not affect his overall memory in the past.
Cang Hua: "It doesn't matter. He can't remember it just because the divine power remaining on his soul body is too weak at this moment. And the part of his coma when he traveled through time was forcibly inspired by part of his past memory, which made him temporarily confused.
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Yan Yan was puzzled: "He was frightened when we were fighting with the big monster. Will the frightened forcefully stimulate his memory?"
Cang Hua shook his head: "He remembered his past, not because of frightening, but because you tied him to the corner of Mahaloga at that time."
When Canghua mentioned it, Yan Yan suddenly remembered: "I'm about to ask you about this matter. This time, when I traveled over and fought against the monster, Mahaloga's horn released a white light, and the monster seemed to be about that kind.