I will bury the gods

Chapter 188 The Man and the Cat Wandering in the Snow
'Daughter, I've been waiting for you to grow up...'

Gong Yu's eyes lingered on the first sentence for a long time, until a shallow layer of snow piled up on her shoulders, and she continued to look down.

"It's not easy for a fairy to conceive, and it's often a rare thing to have a child in a hundred years, so it's our luck to be able to give birth to you. I thought about protecting you when you grow up, and letting you live a carefree life, but then I understood Well, that is an extravagant hope. The seeds of disaster entangled us when we left the real country, like a gangrene, and we cannot get rid of it in our lifetime. '

Real country... It's real country again...

Seeing this, Gong Yu was convinced that this was not someone's prank, but mother's own handwriting, but when did she write it down?How could it be buried in this foreign country?As for disaster...

Is the arrival of the Cangbi King related to this?

Before reading the letter, Gong Yu had envisioned many possibilities, but when the words really hit her pupils, her heart beat continuously. She tried her best to calm down and continued to look down.

'When you were so arrogant and willful, I often worried about whether you would be able to shoulder the mission in the future. My worries were unnecessary. Of course, this may also be thanks to your master. '

Master...

Did mother already know?That's right, how can I, who is only seven years old, hide it from my parents who are in the supernatural state?
Those seven days of lectures should have been washed away by the years, but they were forever frozen in memory with the day the wall was broken. To this day, she still misses Master from time to time even though she has attained perfection in the realm of human spirit.

It's a pity that the master has passed away long ago, and now the young man who is suspected to be his reincarnation knows nothing about it.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, you still need to grow up now, and you still can't know all the secrets, but mother is still very grateful to you, if there is no opening of the gate to the other world, all efforts will be in vain, you are done Mother is very happy about the unfinished business...'

After reading this point, Gong Yu was finally convinced that her mother was still alive, and had been watching her growth.Joy and loss, impulsiveness and confusion... Endless emotions rushed into her heart in an instant, making her almost cry. She looked around, looking for something in a panic, but all around her was the wind blowing through the pine forest. sound.

'You must think I'm still alive, don't you?But I'm sorry, I let my daughter down again. My mother is already dead. She died not long after the Cangbi King broke the city. I'm in a strange state now. Well, like flowing water rushing to hundreds of rivers, one day, we will meet in the sea. '

'It stands to reason that I shouldn't write a letter, and I shouldn't expose any traces of my existence, but maybe I missed you, or maybe I was worried about you, so I wrote it. '

'You are in danger now. '

The succinct words rushed towards his face, as cold as a sharp edge.

'After the heavy rain in the dead city, you should understand that there has never been more than one door leading to this place. Many fallen gods fled here many years ago. Their appearances are recorded in many scriptures, including The dragons are dormant in the deep mountains and old forests, licking their wounds and waiting for opportunities. As for the rise of human ascetics, they don't care. '

'The god is still so arrogant. '

'But don't worry, they are also weak, and the reason for their weakness is more ridiculous than you can imagine—they don't adapt to the landscape here. After arriving in this world, many of them are no longer gods, but just fierce and violent beasts , nothing to fear.Your real enemies are people. '

'someone is coming. '

'Someone has come into this world. '

'Be careful with them. '

The letter came to an abrupt end.

Gong Yu stood still for a long time, the hand holding the letter paper finally lowered slightly.

She looked up.

In the snowy winter, the scaly pine bark shows a deep red color, and the needles covered by it are still green. Through the dense branches and leaves, you can see sporadic falling snow, and behind it is the bright sky. Sparks, snow like white foam splashed from the Milky Way.

Gong Yu stood in the empty pine forest, and Chang'an City was far away from the pine forest.

The letter paper and ink in her hand are new, without any trace of time, as if it was just a joke.

After reading the letter, she chose to burn it. The flame licked the paper and was blown into the piled leaves without leaving a trace.

Gong Yu walked towards the outside of the forest.

There has never been more than one door to this place... Someone is coming...

For 'people', the palace language in the past has always been disdainful. She once fought all over the holy mountain without encountering opponents. Now those famous suzerain masters and masters of Fengjian Goddess, who was not her defeated back then?Many fairies who once regarded failure as a shame even changed their minds in the long years afterwards, turning their defeat into bragging capital.

There are also differences in the realm of human beings and gods, but even if you look at the great consummation of the realms of human beings and gods throughout the ages, she can be called a peak person.

In her hometown, except for the revived dragon corpse and the evil god, almost no one can hurt her.

But it's different here.

The sky here is too low, and people are suppressed under such a sky, and they cannot climb too high a mountain.

Back then, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, who were only 14 years old, were already invincible here in this world by virtue of their strength in the Xuanzi Realm, while she, who was in the Perfect Realm of Human God, could only show that of a half-step immortal in this world. It's just power, she can forcefully break through to a higher place, but that means being an enemy of the sky, even if she is as strong as her, she can't fight against the will of the world.

Here, she can be killed.

"Mother, thank you."

Snow fell on the desolate ancient road, Gong Yu stopped, the back of her boots was covered by snow, for a moment, her snow-like figure was blown away by the strong wind, and an hour later, Gong Yu, dressed in white fur, returned to the Taoist gate, she was like a gust of wind. Even the keen yellow-haired old dog at the door didn't notice her coming.

She has also lived in this world for many years, and has killed many monsters that caused trouble among the people. Only now did she know that these things are not beasts that have been mutated by zhenqi pollution, but they themselves escaped from other worlds. The old gods, the way of heaven never favored one another, also suppressed them under the fairyland, and she was not afraid of anything when they caught each other and fought in the same realm.

"I won't wait for you to kill me. Before that, I will kill you all."

The lights of the Taoist gate dimly lit up.

Gong Yu pushed out the ancient sword she was wearing by half a foot, and she spoke to the mirror-like sword, as if swearing.

Then, the Taoist master began to reflect on himself.

These years, she has been invincible for too long, and has been at ease for too long, she has indeed become a little slack, and the danger has sneaked around her, but she only found out through her mother's letter... She has lived for more than 300 years, but she still wants her mother to worry about herself , It's really unfilial.

Gong Yu pulled out his ruler.

"Is the suzerain back?"

Outside the door, there was a low voice.

"Well, I have something important to report later, the suzerain seems to be, um... still punishing the disciple." Another voice said.

The two maids stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

……

On the peak of the shattered Yaosha Tower, the starry sky gradually dimmed.

The sky is snowing again.

The Realm of Seeing the Gods is also known as the Realm of Immortals. If you want to step into the Realm of Seeing the Gods, you must pull out your spirit and enter your body.

The entire sky is a cemetery. From ancient times to the present, the remnants of countless immortals and gods have been hung on it, densely packed. These already empty souls are like armor one after another. Cultivators use their spiritual sense to lift them from the sky. Pulling it out from the middle and refining it into the body is equivalent to putting on a solid golden armor for yourself.This was the case with the golden armored general summoned by Master Yun back then.

Only after reaching the peak of Yuan Chi Realm, can a cultivator have the ability to reach the sky with his spiritual consciousness.

The golden body Chu Yingchan pulled out tonight was not in the shape of a human, but a sea dragon with a golden python body and four fins. , the huge body continuously condensed, turning into the size of a water snake, and disappeared after a few turns around the sleeves.

The process of refining the Golden Soul should have been dangerous, but Chu Yingchan had already broken through once, so tonight was almost a matter of course.

The golden light around the fairy in the white skirt drifted away like a firefly, and the brilliance gradually faded. She slowly lowered her fingers and raised her body. After a while, the fairy looked back.

The cold wind and snow poured into Chu Yingchan's skirt, she stood gracefully on the top of the mountain, drooping like a cool moon.

Xiaohe glanced at it, and was also awed by this fairy spirit, and was in a trance for a long time.

"Is sister Chu breaking through so quickly?" Xiaohe asked slightly confused.

"During the day, didn't Xiaohe think my realm was too low, my sister felt ashamed, so she had to break through the realm overnight."

The wind in Chu Yingchan's clothes gradually subsided, and she returned to quietness. She lowered her head slightly and asked, "Is Xiaohe satisfied with the current state?"

Xiaohe thought to herself that this game is over, how will she compete with her in the future, is her husband really going to be caught by her and become her apprentice...

"Why does Xiaohe look unhappy?"

Chu Yingchan asked: "Could it be that my sister disturbed you...huh?"

"No, nothing!" Xiaohe repeatedly denied.

Chu Yingchan looked at Lin Shouxi intentionally or unintentionally, and Lin Shouxi said quickly:
"Congratulations, master, for getting rid of his heart knot and returning to immortality."

Chu Yingchan nodded and said, "It's also thanks to my apprentice, without your help, this breakthrough might have been postponed for several months."

Xiaohe looked at Lin Shouxi suspiciously.

"Disciple dare not be greedy for merit." Lin Shouxi immediately expressed his attitude.

Soon, Chu Miao and Mu Shijing also came, and Chu Miao surrounded her daughter with concern, asking left and right, Chu Yingchan smiled helplessly, telling her mother that she was safe and well.

In the face of everyone's congratulations, Chu Yingchan readily accepted, but she didn't have any disturbances in her heart about breaking the realm. The 20-year-old Immortal Realm is definitely not something to be admired, but compared with the real peerless genius, it is not so outstanding What's more, before she broke the barrier, she was bullied by her apprentice. That slap killed her vigor these days, and now she is still extremely shy when she thinks about it.

Seeing Lin Shouxi's respectful and respectful appearance in front of outsiders, Chu Yingchan felt a little helpless and annoyed.She is already a fairy, so she must never pamper him again... She thought.

In order to celebrate Chu Yingchan's breakthrough, everyone warmed up the wine overnight and drank for a while, but they had to leave tomorrow, so everyone just tasted it.

When the banquet was about to end, Mu Shijing didn't know what he was thinking, but asked Lin Shouxi to write a poem for Xiaohe. After hearing this, Xiaohe felt that what sister Mu said was very reasonable, and the reason was very simple, so he wrote it for him. had written a marriage letter, but he had written nothing for her.

Lin Shouxi was about to evade, but Mu Shijing, who was wearing a black dress, said in amazement: "Mr. Lin is a famous talent in our hometown. He has written many famous lines for mountains, rivers and stone bridges, but has he not given any love poems to Xiaohe? It's really weird..."

"Really?" Xiaohe looked at Lin Shouxi suspiciously.

"How many words are true in what your sister Mu said? Don't listen to her nonsense." Lin Shouxi said.

Although Mu Shijing had been defeated many times before, but there was no master here, and there was almost no price to pay for her failure, so the girl in the black dress also felt that the more frustrated she became, the more courageous she became.

Under Mu Shijing's instigation, Xiaohe became more self-willed: "Whether it's true or not, you must write a song for me."

After hearing this, Chu Yingchan also found it interesting. She sat quietly with a glass of wine, watching him with a smile.

In desperation, Lin Shouxi had no choice but to speak. Although he did not have the talent to write poetry, there are countless treasures in the world in the past. He picked up a few good lines at random, which should be enough to move Xiaohe very much.

Lin Shouxi winked at Mu Shijing, signaling her not to expose it later, Mu Shijing raised his mouth and nodded with a smile.

She did this to drag Lin Shouxi into the water, in order to conspire with him to copy poems after killing Ji Luoyang. She saw Lin Shouxi sitting upright, brewing emotions. She was just guessing which poem Lin Shouxi would copy, but it was very difficult. Soon, her smile froze on her face.

"Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death..."

Lin Shouxi originally thought that Xiaohe should be touched by this famous sentence, but who knew that Xiaohe seemed to be moved too much, and his expression was as dull as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

Lin Shouxi was about to continue reading, but Xiaohe raised his palm to stop him.

"What's the matter? Is Xiaohe not satisfied?" Lin Shouxi asked suspiciously.

Then, something happened that shocked Lin Shouxi. Xiaohe cleared his throat and recited the following text: "Flying guests from all over the world, Lao Chi has been cold and hot for a few times..."

Lin Shouxi was stunned and at a loss when he heard this, and when Xiaohe read 'to whom does the shadow go', he finally couldn't help it and asked, "This...is this what Xiaohe saw with his spiritual root?"

Xiaohe couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that Lin Shouxi was still pretending to be stupid, she grabbed his ear angrily, "Linggen, you are big! This is the love poem you wrote to Sister Mu back then, right? Sister Mu already recited it to me It’s over, and now you give it to me without changing it? You... what do you think of me?"

Xiaohe was annoyed and wronged, her eyes filled with tears, she never thought that Lin Shouxi would do such a thing.

Lin Shouxi looked at Mu Shijing in surprise. Mu Shijing didn't expect things to develop in this direction. She also felt guilty, drank a glass of wine silently, pretended to be drunk, and only left Lin Shouxi to bear the storm.

Tonight, Lin Shouxi tried his best to explain in every possible way, but in the end he couldn't tell a lie, and Xiaohe locked him out of the door in the end, so he had to reflect on himself.

Lin Shouxi sighed and paced in the snowy night, waiting for Xiaohe to calm down.

In the intertwined wind and snow, he raised his head blankly, and saw Chu Yingchan standing in the snow with an umbrella, looking at him with a smile. She was still in plain clothes and white dress, covered with a dark blue cloak. At first, he He thought it was a hallucination, until the fairy with the same color as Fengxue walked up to him and covered his head with the umbrella.

"Master..." Lin Shouxi spoke softly.

"Being so majestic in front of the master, but so weak in front of his fiancée?" Chu Yingchan plucked the snow from his hair, and smiled softly.

"It's my fault first."

Lin Shouxi said helplessly that he felt that he was the only one in the world who would encounter this kind of thing.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Yingchan untied the dark blue cloak, put it on his body, and fastened it for him, "Ask what love is in the world, and teach life and death... It doesn't matter if Xiaohe doesn't like it, as a teacher, I like it very much." .”

Lin Shouxi raised his head, the fairy's eyes were as beautiful as the starry sky on a snowy night, and without waiting for him to say anything, Chu Yingchan turned around with her umbrella and walked back to the depths of the snowy night.

Not long after, the door behind him opened.

"Who came just now?"

"Master..."

The girl with reddish eyes stretched out her hand and grabbed him back into the house.

Lin Shouxi spent another sleepless night.

Early in the morning, the first heavy snow fell.

Today, they finally descended the mountain, left the Yaosha Pagoda, and headed back towards the sacred mountain.

……

In the extreme north, snow-capped mountains stretch.

The snow here is far bigger than the Yaosha Pagoda, and it falls like straw mats one after another, dyeing the mountains with a sense of thickness.

And in the desolate snow, a tall silver-white palace can be faintly seen. From a distance, this palace is towering and towering, as big as a god's palace.

Only when you get closer, you will find that this snow-covered palace is not a palace at all, but a white dragon skeleton deeply rooted in the snow.

The dragon skeleton is close to a towering giant tree without branches and leaves. If the dragon skeleton is a temple, then this giant tree is like a tree planted in the back of the temple.

In the white wind and snow, a small moving dot can be vaguely seen. It is nothing but a three-coloured cat.The three-flowered cat was walking in the snow with a piece of meat in its mouth, and its body was covered with scars.

It walked near the skeleton, jumped up along the dragon's hanging wings, and finally jumped onto the heart with the ribs as a step. After lying on the heart, it began to eat the bloody flesh around its mouth.

Sanhuamao has been here for several months.

It originally tried to climb the big tree behind it, but the tree seemed endless and could not reach the top at all. It wanted to leave with the skeleton, but found that it was almost impossible to control it with its own strength. this body.

The event of being backlashed by the consciousness of the Cangbi King is still in sight, and the cautious Sanhuamao dare not take risks.

So it began to look for food in the snow mountain.

Soon it discovered that the snow mountain was far from the silence it had imagined. On this mountain, countless huge carrion corpses were frozen. These carrion corpses were all pierced by stone spears. There are also caves under the mountain.

It found many warm caves under the snow peak, in which there are countless strange beasts, most of them have degenerated eyes due to long time no light, but their perception is very sharp, like Holy Son, it just squeezed into the gap of the cave, and was attacked by them, and almost died.

The experience of escaping from death for the first time did not discourage him, on the contrary, he unexpectedly awakened his true spiritual veins and embarked on the road of self-cultivation—a cat's road of self-cultivation.

In fact, it was originally a sacred object carefully crafted by the Youlin Sect. It has an innate talent for cultivation, but it was obsessed with creation in the past and neglected cultivation. It is only hoped that it will be regained now, before it is too late.

Practice made it sharper and its claws sharper. It began to fight and kill the monsters in the cave, and cut their flesh and blood for food.

The deeper the cave, the stronger the monster. It imagines that there is a terrible demon king at the bottom of the cave. When it is strong enough, it will challenge and kill it.

Although it was just a fantasy, its belief became more and more firm, because it could clearly feel that it was slowly becoming stronger.

The three-flowered cat lay on the heart of the Cangbi King, gobbling up the flesh and inner alchemy. It looked up at the mountains with its beautiful hair shaking in the wind. Its life was very fulfilling, but it was hard to avoid feeling alone.

"I miss you so much."

The Sanhuamao meowed, it missed the villagers of Sanjie Village, Lin Shouxi, and the embrace of the Son of God, but everything it missed was far away now, and all it had to face was the cold wind Snow and a tomorrow that doesn't know life or death.

But it is not afraid, because it is the owner of this skeleton, and the earth-shattering thing is already in its body, just waiting for it to have the power to wake it up.

After the three-flowered cat was full, it got into the heart.

The pupils of the Cangbi King were lit up like lanterns, and the dragon's head of the skeleton hung down like a ladder, staring at the earth.

It will stare like this, and keep staring until it becomes the true King of Cangbi.

　Jianjian is not suitable for live codewords...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)