Time is like a muddy river.
Skeletons of the past and present buried deep in the middle of it, folded and sunken, pinned into a deep red rust, scrubbed and difficult to identify the origin.
Between the clouds of dust, Father Lift's eyes had opened, the legendary fiery eyes refined in the True Lord's furnace, tearing away the thick dust that obscured them.
It was as if he had trekked from a river of time, his feet pulling free in the mud and stomping solidly on the earth.
He raised his head and looked at the long-lost sky that he hadn't seen in five hundred years, and the past flowed over him like water.
"Master, I want to hear the story of the Great Sage of Qi Tian."
The young monkey grew beautiful golden yellow fur, it raised its head and looked at the white-clothed boy in front of it, with an expectant look in its eyes.
"The Great Sage of Qi Tian."
The white-robed boy coughed gently and asked, "Where was the last sermon?"
<Evil was clad in black, and behind him stood a myriad of crippled old men, those old men looked like tumors growing on trees, and they looked out with Evil at the earth where the beams of light were rushing up to the sky."Finally this day has come."Evil said softly.He didn't know what the ending would be like, but he looked into the distance, and in those red flames, he seemed to look into the past of 1.5 billion years ago.Around the heavenly list, there are also many imperial cities that resound with the roar of demons, which have been suppressed for too long and too long, and once they break free of their chains, they burn their three souls and seven spirits, breaking their cages and rushing straight to the clouds!It was still late at night, so these demonic qi rushing away from the sky became especially noticeable.Evil tilted its head and looked up into the sky, it seemed to be able to see the dark lord that was hovering out there, it cou
The raindrops fall from the sky and crash into the soil, seeping deep into the earth and turning into seeds that will germinate the next year.Unknown flowers fly around in the cloudy, fluffy sky, like dandelions or fading spirits.In the depressed mountains and rivers, the light of dawn shines distantly, and the darkness of the night departs like an ebbing tide. Winter has arrived, the robber's ash flutters, the snow has not yet fallen, and the earth is drifting with a solemn beauty.Ye Chan Gong stood on the mountain peak outside the Divine Painting Building, her slender figure appeared fragile in the wind as she looked away from the moon, her eyes as high as the sky.At this moment, within the Bu Ke Guan, light completely reappeared, the Taoist temple that had been silent for a long time finally awakened, and the fifth elder brother, carrying a large broom, stood in the middle of the Guan that was piled up with fallen leaves, lifting his head up to look at
In the early autumn, the big clock in the imperial city struck three times. Meanwhile, it started to drizzle with coldness.Shortly before dusk, as one side of the gate of the imperial city opened silently, two rows of paper umbrellas and reddish lanterns slowly moved through the gate.The leading middle-aged man, wearing an official suit and an official hat, walked through the gate and then slightly stopped. With a solemn expression, he gazed at the road veiled by the mist and the rain amidst the walled-in compounds.“Mr. Ning, please go inside.”Mr. Ning was a Taoist priest named Ning Qinshui, who was more than 70 years old with gray hair, still wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist topknot decently.Behind the old Taoist priest were a young man and a young girl dressed in the Taoist suit.The young man was 15 or 16 years old while the girl was a bit younger, both of whom were slim and pretty. They both low
At midnight, the bright moon was high in the sky, the gate of Xiongzheng Palace was closed. The floor palace lanterns inside the palace were all lit, illuminating the interior furnishings brightly with the red candlelight.Ning Qinshui stood at the gate and frowned.The usher was still the Song Ce whom they met in the daytime. Song Ce explained, “This is General Wang Yangyu’s main hall. Since he perished abruptly three days ago, the hall has been locked. However, late every night, the candles in the hall will burn themselves. Meanwhile, an old voice will come from inside vaguely once in a while.”Ning Qinshui frowned and asked, “What voice?”Song Ce replied, “It was too vague to be clearly heard, but according to the palace maids, it was General Wang’s voice.”Ning Qinshui asked again, “Where is General Wang’s body?”Song Ce seemed to recall something. Subconsciously, he clenched his fists and sighed, “Bur
His eyes were crystal and extremely light.They looked like the mists at both ends of the fall and also the drifting sparks on a midwinter night.He looked sideways and frowned when he looked at the crazy walking corpse and the unconscious girl.Then he stretched out his finger and pointed at the fierce walking corpse with uncertainty.The candlelight gradually faded away, and the hall was silent.After a while, the young man stood up. Looking at the rotten flesh torn apart on the ground, he made his judgment, “So weak.”Then he looked at the dying girl and frowned. Memories just flashed through his mind. He only felt some pain in his head and seemed to be watching a difficult puzzle. Then he raised his index finger and pointed amidst her eyebrows.That finger was still a bit bloody and dirty, but it didn’t tremble at all....The autumn breeze approached; the moon ro
It was a quiet night. The light was slightly bright. Ning Changjiu stared at her blankly and his faint eyes appeared nearly transparent.He had a moment of confusion.Very quickly, he restored himself to peace, just like the twinkling flame between the sleeves of the blue shirt, which appeared and vanished in an instant.“Have a good rest and don’t think too much,” he said. “I am your fellow disciple, always and forever.”Ning Xiaoling looked at him in fear.Ning Changjiu looked at her face. The girl moved backward subconsciously and touched the wall. Instantly, she shivered.In a chaotic mind, Ning Changjiu turned around and left. The light went out then. Ning Xiaoling curled up in the corner and looked at the dark ahead of her in horror. She seemed to have run out of her courage. She slumped on the bed, holding her face in her hands. Tears overflowed between her pale and dry fingers.Bang.
The Jiuling Tower was as tall as a hill, with thousands of stone steps winding upwards. At the top of it, a copper statue of a colossal bird flying could be vaguely seen.That was the place where the imperial family of the state of Zhao held the memorial ceremony as well as the shrine for the annual great sacrifice to heaven.The bottom of the Jiuling Tower was surrounded by eight huge copper furnaces, one of which had already got flames in it. The turbulent flames were spurting heat waves with sparks scattered around.Even if Ning Qinshui’s corpse was covered with a sheet of white cloth, the rotten flesh and decayed bones could still be seen.Song Ce glanced at the young man and the young girl behind him. The young girl frowned, which indicated that she must feel extremely painful; the young man who dared to talk wildly just now must drop the absurd thought when he saw the scene.However, after carefully observing Nin
“Her Highness?”After a short silence, a hubbub of voices arose.“When did she come back?”“How can I know it? Not a clue at all!”“Can’t believe...she is still alive.”Song Ce heaved a sigh with his hands in his sleeves constantly trembling. His fear and anxiety couldn’t be concealed anymore.Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while and then suddenly said, “Could it be her?”Ning Changjiu asked, “Who?”Ning Xiaoling immediately explained, “According to the legend, in the imperial palace, when it comes to ‘Highness’, everyone will not think of the crown prince, a prince or princess but...the foster daughter of a goddess.”Ning Changjiu became even more puzzled. “A foster daughter?”Ning Xiaoling nodded. “Legend has it that more than ten years ago, on the way back from the war, the late emperor met a fairy-like woman on the tower. He took this woman back to t