Chapter 220 The Great Shaman
A string of crescent-shaped wind chimes under the eaves jingled softly, and the magic eagle flying from nowhere squatted weakly on the corner of the eaves as if doting.
Xi Ya looked at the door hidden by the old master's mother, sighed and stepped to the door.
After coming out of the temple, she met the maid sent by the old mistress and said that she wanted to have a good talk with herself.
There is no need to guess. Xi Ya knows why the old mistress is looking for her. It's nothing more than a hysterical attack, taking herself as her vent.
However, after a series of things happened, Xi Ya also felt that she really needed to talk to the old mother directly.
She opened the door and shouted, "Mom."
There is a mess in the house, as if it had just been robbed by a storm. The voice of the old mistress came from the bed with a low curtain and said, "Xiya, come here!"
Xi Ya approached the bed, lowered herself and picked up a broken willow leaf from the foot of the bed to play the piano, gently wiped the dust on it with her hand, and put it into her bag.
It was my father's favorite instrument in his life, and it was also the only instrument he could play.
I remember that when I was very young, I and Xi Yao sat next to my father, listened to him sobbing and playing, and unconsciously ran away.
Seeing that the old mistress treated her father's most cherished relics like this, Xi Ya was faintly angry. But she didn't say anything. She reached out and opened the curtain, and suddenly sensed a strong omen.
"Wow--" A green shadow burst out from the bed, and the cold and green bone blade was like a poisonous snake hidden in the thorns, spitting out a cold snake letter to Xiya.
Xi Ya was shocked, and the leftover light from the corners of her eyes just swept to the old mother sitting cross-legged in the corner of the bed, and a proud and ferocious smile appeared on her face.
How far is it two feet? If you measure it with your feet, it is just a place that can be reached in 12 steps. For a holy master like Chu Tian, such a distance is like a layer of broken thin paper.
However, at such a distance, Chu Tian suddenly found that he was likely to be unable to reach it with a lifetime.
How far is it two feet? How far is the world? How close is it? Death is as close as it is.
The hanging fire waterfall is like mercury. After defeating the last mirror image of Chu Tian, it is finally his turn.
Before the war, Chu Tian felt the magnificent power released from the fire waterfall, like the tide of breaking the dike rushing to the canoe stranded on the shore, and there was no way to avoid it and was even more unable to compete.
"Bum!" The Huaguang sword gas released by Firefall and Cangyun Yuanchen Jianhuan collided in an instant.
The snow-white light is like a cloud, rolling violently in all directions, revealing the crystal clear blade of the Cangyun Yuanchen sword.
Chu Tian's yuan god's body shook and trembled involuntarily, and the wisps of vitality diverged, as if it were firmly pressed in the air by a giant spirit.
The Cangyun Yuanchen sword in his hand is only one foot and three feet away from the eyebrows of the big shaman, which is a breathable distance, but it only stops here.
The flame bursting out from the fire waterfall has penetrated Jianlan and directly bombarded the blade of the Cangyun Yuanchen sword. The turbulent sword spirit is like being put into a transparent giant cocoon, and the angry struggle is unwilling to disappear.
The big shaman still doesn't mean to accept it at all. He seems to be sure that Chu Tian's strength and potential will never be just that. He really wants to dig it out and see what the last treasure will be. As for whether such a barbaric mining will hurt Chu Tian, it seems that it is not within the scope of consideration.
He looked at Chu Tian with a smile and said, "What else do you have? You'd better use it quickly, or you will die miserably."
"Boom--" The voice had not yet fallen, and there was no sign at all. Chu Tian's twisted and ups and downs burst into a bloody red light from his chest.
This strong light is so strong and mellow, as if it has extracted and condensed all the auras of the whole demon world, and the king is in the world.
"Karala--" The flowing fire waterfall made a crisp sound like glass cracking under the impact of red light. Pieces of them were broken and peeled off, and immediately disappeared without a trace.
The big shaman's smile was still on his face. Before he could say anything more, the invincible waves of light had surged in front of him.
"Wo--" A bright red light spewed out of the body of the big shaman and quickly condensed into a layer of shining flame magic armor on his body. The mysterious and exquisite dragon Zhang Fengwen flowed on the armor, emitting a dreamy and beautiful light, enough to resist Wanjun thunder.
Unexpectedly, with the muffled sound of "bang", the blood-red strong light directly bombarded the "dragon armor and phoenix" of the great shaman, like a powerful hammer hitting the egg.
The painful moaning of the dragon armored phoenix "Karakarakara" cracked, and the bright red aura gued out of the crack.
The big shaman's face suddenly turned pale, and the magic robe on his chest creaked, showing countless small seams.
This moon-patterned magic robe is a sacred object inherited by the temple for thousands of years. It belongs to the treasure of the wolf demon clan with the holy whip stolen by the old master. Even if it is killed by the sword of the heavenly master who steps into the realm of peering into the nirvana, it can be safe and sound.
- What is the origin of the strong red light bursting out from the depths of Chu Tianyuan God?
The big shaman spit out a mouthful of golden red blood from his lips, and his body was pushed out like a red maple.
Chu Tian was surprised to find that in the end when the red light burst out of the yuan god, Zhenyuan in his body was also stimulated by some inexplicable power, and was growing crazily at an incredible speed, as if to burst him.
What's more shocking is that somewhere in the depths of his yuanseng, there seems to be a mysterious thing that is awakening, instilling its thoughts and will into his spiritual platform, which makes the Taoist heart greatly improved between lightning and stone fire. Huo Ran understands the natural mystery of all kinds of heaven and earth.
Dimly, he penetrated to the word "one" hidden between the avenues but ubiquitous.
That feeling is mysterious and indescribable.
These thoughts and wills suddenly released from the depths of the yuanshen are very much like a mentor who is deeply understanding the mystery of the road and giving all his understanding and perception to Chu Tian without reservation.
Just as Chu Tian was about to integrate into it, the red light in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the strange will and ideas gushed out from the depths of the yuan god were also cut off. It seems that the thing returned to silence after a brief outbreak.
Chu Tian searched in a hurry, but he could no longer feel any clues, as if it had never existed at all.
But it did appear. It not only repelled the great shaman with a strong light, but also left all kinds of wonderful ideas and will, and improved Chu Tian's power to the extreme of the simple realm.
I don't know where to come from, I don't know where to go, there is no trace of coming, and it's empty to go.
The brilliance in the palace is gradually fading away, and the rumble echoes are oscillating and roaring freely.
Suddenly, the beautiful laughter of the big shaman sounded in Chu Tian's ear.
He looks a little embarrassed, which may be the most untidy in his life. The long rose-red hair, which was originally bright and soft, was scattered in a mess, and many parts of the moon-patterned magic robe on his body were as damaged as if it had just been fished out of the stove.
There is no doubt that the sudden incident of Chu Tian just now made the big shaman suffer a lot.
Although his face was haggard, he was still leisurely and elegant. Even if he could not see a trace of anger or panic at all, he stared at Chu Tian with a faint smile on the corners of his lips and said, "It's rare. I also have times when I miscalculated. This time it's really begging for trouble. Xiya has known for a long time that you are not Mu Chengxue, right? No wonder she will give you to me."
He closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath as if he were feeling something. He said leisurely, "It's so comfortable. There is clearly an idea from the source of the road in the breath emanating from your primordial spirit just now. What is that? I really want to taste it again."
Chu Tian didn't say anything. He silently looked at the big shaman's self-intoxicated appearance, and a ominous foreboding rose in his heart.
Sure enough, the big shaman smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. At worst, I will release the spiritual arrow fire dance again and feel the idea and power hidden in the strong light again."
Chu Tian finally couldn't help frowning and said, "It's boring."
The big shaman didn't care: "Are you the boring person? It's really persistent to risk being killed by me and get an amulet to enter the land of silence.
He slightly unfolded the five fingers of his right hand, and a white light lit up in the palm of his hand. He slowly condensed into a magic charm similar to the metal texture. He threw it at Chu Tian and said, "Turn right when you go out, and the evening will take you away."
Chu Tian catches the magic charm, and when his mind moves slightly, it melts away like a piece of ice in his hand and slowly integrates into the yuan god.
"Farewell!" Chu Tianyuan returned to Mu Chengxue's body in a flash and walked to the exit of the palace.
He did not say polite words such as "See you later" to the great shaman, not because of pretentiousness, but because of the blessing and misfortune of going to the silent land. If you unfortunately die in battle, you will have no time to return; if you find Luojia, you should also return to the earth.
So he doesn't want to have too much to do with the demon world, including Mu Chengxue's identity, which is also temporarily used as a last resort. I believe that the great shaman will not reveal the truth.
Of course, what if you don't believe it? With the perverted secret cultivation of the great shaman, Chu Tian can't do it even if he has the heart to. What's more, this guy is actually not disgusting.
At this time, the big shaman was also looking at Chu Tian's departure with great interest, specting about his true identity and the origin of the red light.
He bet that Chu Tian will soon turn around and come back - without the big shaman's pardon order, as soon as this guy steps out of the temple, he will be torn to pieces by the claws and fangs of the wolf demons, and then throw it into the moon lake to feed the fish.
Suddenly sensing something, the big shaman's expression muttered slightly, "Interesting, the old guy Chiying actually climbed out of the mud pond quietly. It doesn't matter, but that old lady is really a headache..."
Shrmlessly, his eyes lit up. Looking at the back of Chu Tian, who was walking to the exit of the palace, the big shaman's eyebrows gradually unfolded, and a lazy smile appeared on his face, as if he had found the golden key to understand all the problems.
Chu Tian immediately felt a chill on his back and was very unhappy...