northernbook Chapter 217
Chapter 217
Chapter 217
This is an ordinary thatched house.
The three of them stepped into the cabin, which was empty.
The wall was almost turned into a pile of rotten planks, with holes everywhere. The roof collapsed in half, and the house was also covered with dirt and dust. A few straws were sandwiched in the wooden dowels and swayed gently with the breeze.
The back room was empty, and the walls and floor were covered with dust. The three of them glanced at each other, Xiaoqing understood, and pointed out a little, only to hear a soft “creak”, and a slate slowly moved away.
The stone slab opened, revealing a dark cave.
“This hole has been left for too long, I’m afraid the air inside is not very clean, Yunxiao, you can deal with it first.”
Yun Xiao nodded and waved a palm inward. The strong wind swelled, and suddenly a damp, musty smell floated out.
After dissipating the poisonous gas inside, Xiao Qing ignited the Huozhezi and tried it at the entrance of the cave. Seeing that the Huozhezi swayed, but did not go out, Xiaoqing took the lead to get in.
The cellar is not big, it is probably a place where food or sundries are usually stored, and everything can be seen clearly at a glance. It was cold inside, and the long-term sealing made it smell like stuffy soil.
In the light of the fire, a skeleton in the corner was exposed.
The flames flickered, and the three found out that a set of neatly folded armor and a copper incense burner were placed on the wall leaning on the bones.
“Who is this?”
Lin Baixuan asked softly.
However, Xiaoqing and Yun Xiao were uncharacteristically silent.
He seemed to understand something, squatted down, gently placed his palm on the suit of armor.
There was a slight tingling pain in his brain, and a tyrannical mind passed directly into own’s mind.
In the blood-colored sky, dark clouds spread for thousands of miles, and Jun Tian Divine Thunder swims like a silver snake, shuttles and rolls among the clouds. A god holding a ring of the sun and moon stands proudly above the clouds. He has red beard and red hair, and he is covered in heavy armor. He is full of hundreds of thousands of flames, and one hundred thousand red hairs are flying. His eyes seem to contain boundless anger.
Like an ant facing a towering mountain peak, Lin Baixuan only felt an ancient and predominant coercion pounce on his face, even his breathing almost stopped.
Divine power is like iron!
Divine power is like hell!
Even as the Taiyi Golden Immortal, he was somewhat uncomfortable being suppressed by this powerful divine mind.
The next moment, the body of the god suddenly tore apart and turned into a cloud of fire.
It seemed that thousands of years had passed, but it seemed that in an instant, Lin Baixuan’s consciousness returned to clearness.
He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his eyes.
In front of him was the dilapidated cellar, the mottled plaster walls, the messy withered grass in the corners, and the suit of armor in his hand.
“This is Junior Brother Luo Xuan…” Yun Xiao sighed softly, his tone filled with melancholy, “The bones are still there, and they have not been resolved. It can be seen that he…he is unwilling to live, he is no longer in the world!”
“Luo Xuan?” Lin Baixuan suddenly remembered the identity of this person, and asked, “Luo Xuan, the star of the fire star?”
Luo Xuan, the three-qi fire star of the south, is a bunch of Xiantian Nanming Li cremation in ancient times. He devoted himself to the practice of the school, and cultivated his outstanding ability. He is the real Jiu Yao Zheng Shen.
How mighty was Luo Xuan back then? One person singled out Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian, Huang Tianhua, Lei Zhenzi, Tu Xingsun, and Wei Hu to besiege, showing three heads and six arms, five firearms in one hand, one hand with a license plate, one hand holding a five dragon wheel, one hand holding a mandala pot, one hand Holding Wanli Qiyunyan, two flying swords with both hands. With one move, Huang Tianhua took down Yu Qilin and almost died on the spot!
Jiang Ziya took the opportunity to attack Luo Xuan with a whip from outside the battlefield. He wounded Luo Xuan’s arm, but caused him to be fierce. He sacrificed the Mandala pot and burned the red soil of Xiqi City. Make ashes.” Wherever the fire passes, people and horses are reduced to ashes.
Such a hero was finally restrained by the princess Longji, who was born in the water, and eventually died in an unfavorable manner. It is a pity…
Lin Baixuan sighed long as he looked at the corpse.
“If Luo Xuan enters the reincarnation of Samsara, with the help of the book of life and death, there may be a way to find his reincarnation body, and then guide it, he must also be a powerful Ruyi Scepter…”
“Now his bones are here, that is to say, he is like Chanjiao Guangchengzi and others, and he doesn’t want to enter Samsara anymore, so he’s completely gone, and there is no chance of recovery!”
Xiaoqing whispered: “My son, let’s bury Senior Brother Luo Xuan!”
Lin Baixuan nodded, and the two women immediately stepped forward, and solemnly put away the bones and armor. Yun Xiao hesitated for a moment, bending down and picked up the little incense burner.
“Huh?” Yun Xiao’s expression moved, causing both Lin Baixuan and Xiao Qing to look at her.
Yun Xiao had no time to explain, and gently pinched the slender jade hand, the incense burner broke every inch, revealing one of the palm-sized rusty bronze cauldrons.
A pure super clear Spiritual Qi was injected, and the seemingly ordinary copper cauldron suddenly bloomed with a faint red brilliance, and the patina on the whole body faded away, revealing the warm and dark red body. Four fire crows that were so small that they were almost invisible slowly emerged from the wall of the tripod, each screaming, evoking the air in the world, like living creatures.
“There is a rescue… Brother Luo Xuan still has a rescue…” Xiaoqing and Yun Xiao showed joy almost at the same time.
The two women looked at each other, knelt down together, and said eagerly: “Please help the son!”
Lin Baixuan frowned and asked, “How to save it?”
Yunxiao lifted the copper tripod and explained: “Junior Brother Luo Xuan is the first Xiantian Nanming Li cremation that opened up the world. The fire is immortal, and the true spirit is immortal! This mandala pot is his companion spiritual treasure, if it can be inspired The Xiantian in the Mandaw Pot can reshape the soul body of Junior Brother after leaving the fire!”
Lin Baixuan took the Mandaw pot, looked at it for a while, and shook his head: “Although there is still a trace of the origin of fire in the pot, it is very small and almost impossible to find. I don’t have Magic Treasures in my hand. I don’t know how to activate this. The origin of fire…”
“There must be a way!” Xiaoqing said anxiously, “Nanming Lihuo is the fire that breaks evil in the south. As long as it has the equivalent of Xiantian Yangxing true fire origin, it can be pulled and activated!”
“The equivalent of Xiantian Yangxing’s real fire?”
Lin Baixuan frowned and asked, “What else in the world can be compared with it?”
“Samādhi Real Fire, Nanming Lihuo, Sun Real Fire, Six Ding Divine Fire, Taiyin Real Fire, Ziwei Sky Fire, Nine Heavens Profound Fire, Red Lotus Industry Fire, Ice Extreme Flame and Nine Nether Demon Flames, and they are called the top ten Xiantian origins. Fire!” Yunxiao said, “The previous ones are not very useful, only the real fire of the three flavors, the fire of the six divine fire and the real fire of the sun…”
The two girls stopped almost at the same time, staring dumbly at the flames entwined by Lin Baixuan’s fingertips!
“It’s a coincidence, I have it here!”
Lin Baixuan’s smile fell in the eyes of the second woman, and it seemed extraordinarily warm.