Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 806: Endless Bubbles, Like Angry Lightning (Two in One)

"Look at the stars running, and use the sound of the river ducks!"

Song Ciwan was still writing wonderful characters in the long river with rolling waves.

“Time flies, and seasons flow!”

"A flash of light can last a thousand years."

……

Finally, she sighed and said, "I want to illuminate the floating life, and with a smile, the floating life disappears."

The rolling river seemed to stop for a moment, and the wooden man floated in the river. His eyes were originally made of wood, but at this moment, for some reason, they vaguely developed black and white pupils like those of a living person.

The two sides looked at each other, like thunder and lightning.

Countless bubbles shattered in the rolling storm, and more than a thousand creatures of the human and demon races were blown away by the storm.

Some people exclaimed, some screamed in pain, and some cursed...

There were also some with high cultivation and good luck, who rushed out of the storm area like the nine-tailed fox Tushan looking at the moon, and suddenly landed on the ground at a certain moment, and then shouted in surprise: "Haoxu Fairy Island, Penglai Fairyland! With fairy grass everywhere and spiritual objects everywhere, this must be the real Penglai Fairy Island."

There were also some creatures still rolling in the storm. They were paying attention to the battle between Song Ciwan and the wooden man, but their eyes could not penetrate the long river of time.

I just felt that when I looked at the long river, everything seemed to be separated by clouds and mist.

But the long river was splashing, and countless bubbles appeared and shattered in front of the eyes of the people and monsters.

The magical thing is that every time the bubble appears, different creatures see completely different pictures.

For example, when the nine-tailed fox saw a fiery red little fox trapped in a crystal cage, she thought the little fox was being tortured, but then she was surprised to find that the little fox did not seem to be being tortured in the cage.

On the contrary, those people with very strange clothing styles were actually praying to the little fox!

They said: "With our spirit, will, and faith... we pray that the Nine-Tailed Fox will turn the illusion into reality!"

What does this mean?
The amount of information contained in just a few words was enough to cause Tushan Wangyue's faith to collapse and his world to turn upside down.

She really didn't dare to believe what was behind these images, so she would rather infer that these dreamlike images were truly false illusions, rather than the ancient past captured by the long river of time and space.

The Nine-tailed Fox couldn't believe these illusory scenes, and neither could the Iron-sharp Demon Saint.

The Iron Demon Saint was originally heavy and huge. Of course, its body was originally suppressed into a miniature state by the wooden man's classroom and desk.

But when the storm came, the classroom was broken, and the suppression of the desk on the Iron Demon Saint disappeared. The Iron Demon Saint instantly regained his original size like a hill.

This hugeness should have made him as stable as a mountain, fearless of any storm.

However, the fact is that the Iron-Smashing Demon Saint was also blown away by the storm and could only use his powerful demonic power to protect himself from being torn apart by the storm.

Apart from this, all it can do is open its mouth and make bursts of "ying" sounds that are sometimes deep and sometimes thin.

Whenever he made a tiny "whimpering" sound, the Iron-Smashing Demon Saint would always cover his mouth with his bear paws, then turn his head hard to look around, hoping that no living creature around would notice that he was making such a sound.

Fortunately, the storm was too big, and all the people and monsters were busy with their own business, so naturally no one would pay attention to the sound made by the Iron Demon Saint.

The Iron-Smacking Demon Saint was relieved a little, but he couldn't help but quickly raised his voice and yelled in a powerful voice: "Bing ing!"

Although the voice is powerful, unfortunately all that comes out is "嘤嘤".

But there is really no way. Although the Iron-Smacking Demon Saint is a demon saint, he cannot change his natural "yingying" voice.

These iron-baring beasts were born like this, and even though they have huge and majestic bodies, there is nothing they can do about the "whimpering" sound that is engraved in their blood!

What’s more, when they make the “weeping” sound, they can also display an extremely friendly magical power, causing all living beings within their sight to involuntarily put aside their hostility towards them, feel close to them, and develop pity for them—

This magical power is called "Lord of All Cuteness", but the Iron-Smacking Demon Saint never uses it.

It will also never tell any person or monster that the Chitie clan actually possesses such innate magical powers!
Is this a magical power?

No, it's a shame!

But now, when a certain dream bubble floats past its eyes, what does it see?
The Iron-Smacking Demon Saint widened his eyes in disbelief.

In the storm, countless bubbles appear and disappear.

Each bubble is filled with the mysterious breath of time, with a distant, mysterious and ancient posture, born and died in front of the living beings in the world, endless in an instant.

And in a quick glance, the Iron-Smacking Demon Saint clearly saw a piece of green mountains and clear waters suddenly appear in a certain bubble.

The mountain is a green mountain, but it is a small rockery.

The water is green, but it is a man-made bay.

Yes, this is clearly artificial landscaping.

And in the midst of this beautiful artificial landscape, there are several bamboo forests, rustling in the wind.

Several black and white creatures were tumbling in the rockery and bamboo forest. Each of them was round and chubby, and very similar in appearance to the Iron-Smacking Demon Saint.

Of course, the Iron-Smashing Demon Saint thinks that he is extremely powerful and should have a completely different nature from these little things in the bubble!
But it is undeniable that the Iron-Smashing Demon Saint sensed a blood-related aura from these little things.

Please note that the bloodlines of those little things are older than that of the Iron-Squeaking Demon Saint, so it can also be said that these little things may be the ancestors of the Iron-Squeaking Demon Saint.

The Iron-Squeaking Demon Saint was stunned and frozen. It was so majestic and powerful, how could its ancestor be such a stupid creature?
That’s all.

And in the scene, something even more unbearable for the Iron Demon Saint to watch happened.

I saw those round little creatures rolling around, climbing, and sometimes breaking off bamboo branches and chewing them happily.

Suddenly, outside the landscape garden, someone called out affectionately: "GongGong, Baoer, turn around and look behind you! Your grandpa has brought you apples to eat!"

The Iron-Smashing Demon Saint had a stiff neck and turned his head to look at the bubble.

Suddenly, several black and white balls turned their heads in the bubble, and then one of them bent its body and suddenly ran towards the place where the voice came from.

As soon as this little thing started running, it immediately caused more little things to cry.

The different tones of "嘤嘤", with their ups and downs, convey various meanings, including anger, excitement, or condemnation.

In short, the little ones were vying with each other and rushing towards the so-called apple.

They vied with each other and made all kinds of honest and cute expressions for the apples.

This caused the humans who were sticking their heads out from behind the wall outside the landscape garden to burst into laughter.

People smiled affectionately and said in unison: "Run, run, run! They are all running! How cute!"

"Apple is the password for rolling. I like Baoer the most."

"I like flowers! Hehehe..."

"Apple is not the password, the password is a bowl of milk. Tell me, if I go over with a bowl of milk, will the rollers rush towards me so enthusiastically?" "What? Do you really think they are rushing towards the apple? They are rushing towards their grandpa, okay? You are not their grandpa. If you really climb over the wall and get in front of them, they will attack you and kill you!"

"That's right, this is Chi You's mount. Do you really think they can only act cute?"

Suddenly, someone said in a panic, "Oh, we were so busy looking at the cuteness of GunGun today that today's prayers haven't started yet! Quick, let's pray!"

Then, the Iron-Cut Demon Saint on this side of time and space looked at the bubble image and saw a large group of people appear.

It turned out that outside the garden with landscape design, there was not just a small circle of people gathered, but an entire square filled with people!

There was a large open space there, which was crowded with people.

With just a cursory glance, the Iron Demon Saint could tell that there were at least tens of thousands of people crowded here!
Tens of thousands of people, what does this mean?
Yes, tens of thousands of people are actually nothing unusual.

But when tens of thousands of people crowded together, the scene was spectacular enough to be terrifying.

Even in the Kyushu of the mythical world, tens of thousands of troops are enough to be called a mighty army!
But in this illusory scene, tens of thousands of people crowded together just to watch some small creatures eat bamboo?
Oh, by the way, only the people in the front row can really watch the little creatures eating bamboo. Those people in the back can't see anything, they are just there to join in the fun.

But even if they just wanted to join in the fun, there were still so many people who came willingly.

Not only did they come here willingly, but when they heard the prayers from the front row, they hurriedly followed suit and prayed: "I pray that I can return to my ancestral roots, regain my bloodline, and obtain the magical powers of the iron-eating beast."

"I pray that the iron-eating beast will reappear in China!"

"I pray that the iron-eating beast has boundless magical powers and will emerge from myth into reality."

"I pray..."

"The Iron-eating Beast is our sacred beast, protecting China and its reputation will last through the ages!"

"I am willing to devote my faith, piety, thoughts, will, and energy to feed the iron-eating beast to resist the enemy!"

"Iron-eating beast..."

"Iron-eating beast..."

"..."

The Iron Demon Saint.

The Iron Demon Saint almost forgot to protect himself in the storm. He was stunned, confused and dumbfounded.

The shock it received was countless times greater than that suffered by the nine-tailed fox Tushan Wangyue before, so great that it could not be explained by reason and could not be described in words.

It felt like it had encountered a world-shattering scam!

But within its body, within its bones and blood, within its spiritual will, there was clearly a clear voice that kept shouting to it: This is true! This is true!
"No, no, no! I don't believe it! Oh, oh, oh..."

The Iron-Smashing Demon Saint's demonic power exploded, and countless hairs all over his body stood up like steel needles and shot out in all directions violently.

Chi chi chi——

The sharp sound of breaking wind pierced through time, space, and even the storm before their eyes.

The Iron Demon Saint cried in a tender voice and broke through the boundary of the storm.

It finally looked back at Song Zhao who was still standing on the top of the waves of the long river. In its eyes, the green-clothed fairy had fluttering sleeves, and she seemed like an ancient figure, standing in the past, the future, and the present!

The "whimpering" sound of the Iron Demon Saint suddenly became lower, and it rushed out of the storm, tumbling and landing on the edge of a mountain stream beach.

Fine gravel, gurgling water, and a world of green peaks not far away—

Is this the Penglai Fairy Island?

It broke out from the unknown storm world and finally landed on the real Penglai Fairy Island?

The Iron-Snagging Demon Saint let out a low "weep" sound again, and squatted by the mountain stream, looking up at the sky in front of it, as if it wanted to penetrate the fairy island space full of fairy air and look back at the world of storms again.

At the same moment——

Or maybe, only one ten-thousandth of a moment has passed.

The human race's genius Yun Liuguang suddenly stepped on a bubble in the storm.

Yes, unlike the Iron-Splitting Demon Saint and the Nine-tailed Fox Tushan Wangyue, Yun Liuguang stepped on a bubble!

He turned his body into a sword and shuttled through the endless storm. Suddenly, the sword shook and he involuntarily returned to his original human form.

Under the feet of the human body, there is a group of illusory bubbles stagnating.

Yun Liuguang felt that what he stepped on was not a bubble, but it was clear that he was trapped in a sticky mass of water.

He had the illusion of traveling through endless time and space, and when he came to his senses, he seemed to be no longer himself.

No, he seemed to be him again.

However, he was in a very strange state at the moment.

He seemed to be standing on a dark abyss that had no end and no boundaries. At that moment, the endless loneliness in the world almost drowned him.

Although Yun Liuguang practiced the way of ruthlessness and had almost no emotional fluctuations towards everything, at this moment, he was still shocked by this infinite abyss.

There was also a moment of sadness in my heart.

He stood quietly above the abyss, without words or movement. He didn't know how much time had passed, it seemed like a long time, but in a trance it seemed like only a moment.

Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from beside him: "Liu Guang, this time, let all of us make a choice together."

Yun Liuguang suddenly turned his head and met a handsome face with raised eyebrows.

This is... Du Xingheng?

A bit like it, as if it is, but not quite.

Although Du Xingheng's face was still the same, half of her body was clearly missing.

The missing half of her body was replaced by a mechanical weave that gleamed with cold light. This mechanical creation gave her an indescribable iron-blooded temperament.

This made her seem as if she was just standing there normally, but there was an indescribable bloody aura, as if she was a ferocious beast ready to pounce at any time and anywhere.

Yun Liuguang sensed something and suddenly shifted his gaze to look to the other side of Du Xingheng.

There, there stood a person who seemed familiar yet strange!

It was a short-haired young man wearing a strange short top and long pants. He had a gentle temperament and a pale and handsome face.

This is...Su Shun, Su Baiyi!
Su Shun didn't have any missing limbs, but his eyes... the left eye was empty.

After Du Xingheng finished speaking, Su Shun said three words: "I agree."