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Chapter 759 228. The Remaining Rhymes of the Eight Immortals

Three days later, there was a mirage in the South China Sea.

He squatted on the coral reef all day, and the jade tablet in his hand reflected the wonders of the seabed: twelve stone pillars were arranged in a star-like shape, and each pillar was supported by a dragon statue. He pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and the golden lotus in the lamp suddenly emitted a red light, and a market street carved out of white marble emerged from the parting of the sea.

This is a scene from the past, which is now being reproduced by Zeus.

"This is..." Heng stared at the transparent mermaid swimming by, "Among the Eight Immortals, only the sect of Zhaoyao Lanxing stands in Xuling Mountain in the South China Sea, but he has nothing to do with this mermaid."

Chengtian grabbed a handful of silver sand from the seabed and threw it into the air. The sand particles floated into a star map. He looked up at the handle of the Big Dipper and saw a stall in the direction the handle pointed. All the creatures in this past time and space were moving around as usual, but the figure sitting behind the stall was frozen by the lines, revealing his true appearance.

Heng recognized the owner of the stall, "It's Hengxiao Jinni, it seems this is from his early years when he traveled to the South China Sea."

"It's not just about traveling around the South China Sea." Cheng Tian held the jade tablet in one hand and placed it in front of his eyes. Apparently, after his antique telescope lost its function, he could always find a replacement. Cheng Tian walked among the stalls in the market, aiming the jade tablet at a certain location.

A foamy girl sat on a stone pier, her blue hair spreading like seaweed.

Cheng Tian laughed strangely and said, "He has a wife, the mighty Xihua Dragon Lord of the South China Sea. This real dragon born in the last generation of Jiuzhou is the god of the Mermaid Kingdom of the South China Sea. As the saying goes, these mermaids in the market are my wife's family. I don't know why the last part of Heng Xiao Jin Ni's rhyme presents this scene. If Cong Tian didn't kill Xihua Dragon Girl, would he be able to survive? Cong Tian always doesn't know the severity of his actions and doesn't understand the principle of leaving a way out for the sake of reunion."

"You're not that good. It's just that in the eyes of that dragon, you're more useful than Zongtian." Heng said coldly, obviously dissatisfied with making fun of his former colleague all day long.

"Hey!" Cheng Tian shrugged, then held up the bronze lamp and shouted, "Collect!"

The bronze lamp lit up in response, and the lotus fire instantly engulfed the reflection of time in front of Chengtian's eyes. Then a skeleton statue wearing golden armor emerged from the wick, holding a sharp sword. A blue dragon girl floated beside the golden skeleton statue, one hand gently falling on the skeleton statue's shoulder, and the other hand holding a precious pearl.

"That's it, we've just dealt with one person. It's so easy." Cheng Tian clapped his hands and was about to put the bronze lamp into his sleeve, but the golden skeleton statue inside the wick raised its head and looked at Cheng Tian under its armor.

Cheng Tian, ​​who looked relaxed, suddenly paused, covered his chest and coughed up black blood. The bronze lamp floated silently in the circle of transparent mermaids. Cheng Tian heard the sound of the sea tide, mixed with the ancient songs of the South China Sea mermaids.

"What's wrong?" Heng was shocked.

“The Gate of Wonders!” Cheng Tian’s pupils shrank sharply, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He then pulled out the pale white feathers that had emerged from his skin and crushed them into nothingness. “The Gate of Wonders is moving!”

His eyes were fixed on the bone statue in the wick. At this moment, the bone statue had melted in the fire, the lotus fire was extinguished, and the operation of the cosmic law stopped. This place instantly lost its prosperous scene, revealing the originally dark and rugged reefs.

The sea breeze was salty and humid. Chengtian propped himself up and frowned, saying, "I was plotted against. Time and dignity are indeed terrible."

Looking at Heng who was puzzled, Cheng Tian explained in a low voice: "Remember the seeds of the divine way that I got from Tianyang? In order for the Gate of All Wonders to support the energy of the Red Dragon's Return to One, the seeds of the divine way can be used to condense the veins of Tianyang to obtain the huge amount of energy needed."

"Of course I remember." Heng said.

"You also know about the rebellion of the old ancestors in New Kyushu. It was a purge launched by the Eight Immortals after they were polluted by the Great Source." Cheng Tian continued.

"The key lies in this large source of pollution." Cheng Tian pointed to the bottom of the sea. In the distant past, that was where Heng Xiao Jin Ni set up his stall. "At the moment when Heng Xiao Jin Ni went over to complete the repair, the Gate of Wonders was triggered by the bronze lamp. No... to be precise, it was triggered by the cosmic law set in the bronze lamp by Chi Long. That guy used the cosmic law to throw the part of Heng Xiao Jin Ni that was polluted by the large source to the Gate of Wonders. As a result, the Gate of Wonders formed saw teeth directly in my body in order to crush the filth and residue, and all my internal organs were crushed."

Heng listened and nodded repeatedly, then slapped Chengtian on the spine.

"Puff!" Cheng Tian spurted out a large mouthful of thick black blood, which wrapped around the wriggling flesh. Heng waved his ruler to draw a circle, and the yin and yang energies turned into a celestial sphere, trapping the black blood and flesh at the point where the yin and yang converged.

"What are you doing? That slap almost made me die with my eyes rolling back and my limbs falling to the ground!" He roared throughout the day.

Heng handed over a handkerchief, "Are you feeling better?"

Chengtian came to his senses, checked his body, and exclaimed in delight: "Oh! What a great hand!"

Heng stared at the black blood and flesh floating in the Yin-Yang Armillary Sphere. "But these things are not good. If it weren't for the Gate of Wonders helping you crush the filth left by Heng Xiao Jin Ni in your body, the corruption would spread rapidly. But even so, the Gate of Wonders directly uses your body as a battlefield to clear out the filth. In your current state, you may not be able to bear it."

"Do you want to continue?" Heng asked with concern.

“I won’t die.” Cheng Tian wiped the blood off his body with a handkerchief, and then threw the handkerchief into the armillary sphere. “After spitting out this blood, I feel more at ease. There is no trick to collecting the remnants of the Eight Immortals. Why would that dragon let me do it? Even the Law of the Universe cannot do it. Only the Gate of Wonders can do it. The Eight Immortals are related to Taixu. They are using me to find the true cause and effect of the Eight Immortals. The remaining filth is not worth mentioning in front of this cause and effect!”

The extinguished bronze lamp trembled slightly.

I look up all day long and gaze at the moonlit night in the South China Sea.

At this moment, the sound of the sea tide became slower, but the moon suddenly dropped half a foot. The clear light condensed into solid jade chips, paving a long road along Chengtian's feet that extended to the depths of the South China Sea.

“That is…” Chengtian narrowed his eyes.

"Xu Ling Mountain is where the Zhaoyao Lanxing Taoist school is located." Heng replied.

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Seven days later, Taihang Mingshi Tree appeared.

Chu Xing'er stood aside, waving a huge cloud fan expressionlessly. During this time, flocks of geese swam through the lake, turning their heads to look at her and making strange cackles, which almost broke Chu Xing'er's back teeth.

How did things turn out like this? Chu Xing'er gnashed her teeth and looked confused. Logically, with the return of the Red Dragon, Taihang Mountain finally had a master. She should be relaxed and energetic, leading the big monsters to run around in the mountain. But why was she here serving tea and water to the Red Dragon as a maid?

Li Xi'an was dozing against the gnarled roots of an old tree, his red dragon tail hanging in the lake, startling a few brave koi carps to peck at its scales to test their courage. Chu Xing'er held up a fire-patterned cloud fan taller than her, the silver bracelet on her wrist jingling as she moved, but the wind from the fan blew all over her face - the wind touched the corner of Li Xi'an's clothes and then bypassed him, not even disturbing his hair.

"You did it on purpose!" Chu Xing'er couldn't bear it any longer and threw the cloud fan onto the meadow. She shouted suddenly, and instantly the crown of the old tree above Li Xian's head shook off thousands of green leaves, which turned into green butterflies in mid-air, flapping their wings and rushing towards the evil Taihang Dragon King who was pretending to be asleep.

Without even raising his eyelids, the Dragon King flicked away a green butterfly that had hit the corner of his lips with his fingers, "Who stole the bamboo basket wine I brewed yesterday and got so drunk that they scattered silver osmanthus in the goose nest?"

Chu Xing'er's momentum suddenly dropped, but she was still unforgiving: "That, that's to enlighten those stupid geese! It's been so many years, and the Eight Kings of Taihang have been replaced one after another, and these guys can't even speak a word!"

Before Chu Xing'er finished speaking, the white geese in the lake suddenly raised their necks, spread their wings, and clucked out the limerick that Chu Xing'er had sung, startling all the birds perched on the mountain and sending them flying.

"Little ginkgo, so white, with two leaves standing upright, loves to eat children and monsters, and sleeps every day. So cute... Good, not bad." Li Xian nodded frequently and repeated.

Chu Xing'er's eyes widened, her almond-shaped eyes were as big as copper bells, she turned her head and pulled up her body, ready to run away immediately. This was simply the scene of the Buddha's social death, how could she face the Buddha in the future?

Li Xi'an swung his dragon tail, stirring up ripples on the lake surface. "At the Taihang Festival, you received so many gifts that the island couldn't even hold them all. I haven't asked about this matter yet, so don't leave in a hurry."

As he spoke, he picked up the fallen ginkgo leaf on the ground. The leaf veins glowed with golden light and turned into a small goldfinch. It snatched the hairpin from Chu Xing'er's temple and flew back to Li Xi'an's palm.

"You! My demon-subduing pestle!" Chu Xing'er stamped her feet in anger and tried to return, but the grass under her feet grew wildly, wrapping around her ankles and swinging towards the treetops. Soon, the little girl was hanging upside down on the vine, swaying in front of Li Xi'an. Without the hairpin transformed from the demon-subduing pestle, her hair that had been combed with great difficulty was scattered, and Chu Xing'er's hair was disheveled, staring at Li Xi'an with resentment.

"Then Chengtian and Yin Yang Guiyuan came to Jiuzhou, but you didn't ask at all?" Chu Xing'er tried to change the subject with a vague look.

"I've been keeping an eye on them. They are very nice and responsible," said Li Xian.

Chu Xing'er curled her lips.

"If you mean the ones who stole Dazhiyi's bamboo all day, these two Tianyang people have made a lot of jokes in Jiuzhou. Many people want to send them back, but because of your favor, no one can touch them unless Luo intervenes."

As they were making noise, the geese that had been singing earlier suddenly came in formation. The leading goose king had a silver laurel crown on his head, and he placed it in the Dragon King's palm like offering a treasure. Li Xi'an chuckled, helped Chu Xing'er tidy up her hair, and put the silver laurel crown on her head.

"It's a good time, and I wish you all the best. Happy birthday, little Buddha." Li Xian said softly.

"Me?" Chu Xing'er was stunned and pointed at herself.

Li Xi'an nodded, "The things we received during the celebration will be considered as your birthday present."

"Really today? I don't even know when my birthday is." Chu Xing'er was a little incredulous.

"I went to the old monk in Mount Wutai and learned the age and day when you were planted."

"Master Tonghui? But didn't he pass away?"

"I went to see Tonghui yesterday, and also met a lot of people." Li Xi'an smiled, "The past and the present have no meaning to me. As long as it once existed, I can find it."

"Wow!" Chu Xing'er swung the vines so excitedly that her saliva almost splashed on Li Xi'an's face.

"If you make any more noise, you'll have the geese singing doggerel around you tonight."

"Did Tonghui miss me?"

"I am just a pilgrim who asked about the age of the ginkgo tree in the ancient temple."

"Then is this my birthday present?" Chu Xing'er touched the silver laurel crown on her head.

Li Xian shook his head and pointed to the lake.

The water splashes by the lake and condenses into round candies all over the sky.

"And the gifts you received that day, these are all yours." The Dragon King released the vine restriction with a snap of his fingers and caught the little girl who fell down.

"You're so nice to me." Chu Xing'er puffed out her cheeks and wiped her snot on Li Xi'an's sleeve.

The next moment, she jumped out of Li Xi'an's arms, skipped away, and her soul was led away by the newly formed ice crystal sugar mountain by the lake.

As dusk deepened, an amber halo seeped out from the growth rings of the Mingshi tree. Several kings arrived and stood under the halo, gazing at the two figures cuddling in the distance.

Chu Xing'er curled up in the warm nest formed by the dragon's tail, eating a candied haws. The ginkgo leaves in her hair were covered with icing sugar and trembled slightly with her snoring.

Li Xi'an arranged the silver laurel crown and placed it on Chu Xing'er's cheek. The copper bell hanging on the ancient tree above rang softly, and the white geese on the mountain suddenly fell silent, sticking their butts out and swimming back to their nests silently. Only the lake water was left, carrying scattered points of light, quietly moving towards the direction of the moon.

I went out for a drink today and was a little late.

I tried to write something about daily life, I don’t know if you guys like it.