I was completely impressed by the master's magical power. I sat up slowly and found that my fatigue was swept away. The fog around me dissipated, and the beautiful scenery of Changbai Mountain Tianchi was in full view. Master Chang beside me suddenly asked me with a complicated look: "Dabao, who gave you the bag around your waist?"
Bag? I quickly felt around and found a gold-thread bag the size of a cigarette box tied to my waist. The front was the Bagua Tai Chi diagram, and the back was the Nine Dragons Supporting the Sun. I breathed a sigh of relief and realized that everything just now was real!
Maybe my facial expression was too complicated, and Master Chang saw something, so he changed the subject and said hurriedly: "You don't need to say it, I understand!" His originally calm facial expression, at this moment, his eyebrows twitched slowly, and a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. It can be seen that he seemed very nervous. Then I heard him mutter to himself: "Sure enough, it was God's will that he ate the dragon gall. Fortunately, I did nothing wrong." After a brief shock, my thoughts were pulled back to the appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun just now. After all, my grandfather was still in a dangerous environment, so I asked Master Chang and said: "Please help me, Master Chang. There are people who use ghosts to trap my senior brother at the outlet of the Songhua River, and those people are the culprits who hurt the real dragon. Please help me, Master Chang!" "Yes, yes, it doesn't matter." He agreed very happily. However, when he pulled my arm down kindly, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Dabao, I can help you, but please do me a favor, okay?"
"Master Chang, please speak directly." I immediately bowed respectfully.
"No, no, no, you're welcome." He smiled, completely different from the immortal look when I first met him. I even felt that he seemed to be flattering. And a subtle move caught my attention. He was originally tall and straight, but he deliberately lowered his body to half a head lower than me, and said hesitantly: "Dabao, look, I saved your life before, and I saved your life again just now, which shows that we have a deep fate, and I also know your grandfather, and Yuan Beitang, we are all very familiar with each other."
He first recognized a circle of relatives, and then said: "Next time, I mean next time." He Looking around, he whispered stealthily: "Next time something like today happens again, can you help me ask how many years I need to wait before I can travel through the nine heavens and reach the immortal palace."
When I opened my mouth and was about to say no problem, Chang Taiye waved his hand hurriedly: "Dabao, don't say anything, I understand, this kind of thing is hard to come by, if it happens, just mention it when he is in a good mood, then I will be very grateful."
"Don't worry, Chang Taiye, I'll remember your words." I said respectfully, and then I saw Chang Taiye's jade-like cheeks were actually a little flushed with excitement.
I understand this very well. Whether it's a wild beast or a dragon, who doesn't want to enter the immortal palace and live forever? But it's even more difficult for them to become immortals. The Three Pure Ones are the supreme gods of Taoism, living in the top of the thirty-six heavens divided in Taoism, 'Daluotian'. It is recorded in the "Yunji Qiqian" that Yujing Mountain is the crown of the eight directions, and there is Daluo Heaven on it. The mountain naturally grows seven-treasure trees. One tree covers one day, and eight trees cover the eight directions, so it is called Daluo Heaven.
The thirty-six heavens have been divided in Chinese classical mythology and legends. Among them, there are twenty-eight heavens in the three realms, and above the three realms there are "four Brahma heavens". The topmost layer is the four heavens of the holy realm. Among them, in addition to the well-known Taiqing Realm Dachi Heaven, Shangqing Realm Yu Yu Heaven, Yuqing Realm Qingwei Heaven, the topmost layer is Daluo Heaven. If you have some knowledge of Chinese classical mythology, you will know how unattainable Yuanshi Tianzun is.
If Yuanshi Tianzun is in a good mood, he may issue a decree at random, and Master Chang can be exempted from hard training and be ranked in the Immortal Palace. He saw the merit bag on my waist and guessed what happened, so he became cautious when talking to me.
He smiled and said kindly: "Dabao, don't call me Chang Taiye in the future. That's a respectful title for outsiders. It seems too unorthodox to use it between you and me. When I turned into a human, I was named Baiwu. Although your grandfather and I know each other, we don't have much friendship, so I think we should talk about our own things. Especially when I see you, I feel particularly close. Besides, you ate my ambergris, so our relationship is even closer. Now it's even more regretful that we met too late. Otherwise, I think we should treat each other as equals from now on. If you think highly of me, just call me big brother."
Big brother? The white dragon that just looked down on the world on the clouds landed beside me and turned into a human. I was shocked, but he called me big brother directly, which really made me unable to react for a while.
Chang Taiye's face turned pale, as if he was worried that I would reject him. I felt a little rude, so I apologized immediately: "I just calculated the seniority, or I should call you great grandfather." "Brother is brother, if you need me in the future, just ask." Chang Taiye patted my shoulder very generously, handed me a pearl, and pointed to the Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain: "I am practicing underwater. If you need me in the future, just throw the pearl into the water, and I will come out to see you naturally." "Thank you, brother." I said respectfully. Regardless of whether Bai Wu has something to ask of me, it is necessary to make good friends. After all, things in the world are impermanent. Bai Wu seemed very happy after hearing this. He stared at me as if he had met an old lover. It felt so rare, and he asked me to lie on his back, saying that it would be faster. The mountain spirits that have cultivated themselves are all very proud. For example, there are a series of sayings such as "dragons don't press on their backs, tigers don't bow their heads, mice never go through the back door", etc. Now that he carries me on his back, he has violated the taboo of "dragon pressing on my back". From this, we can see how good Bai Wu is to me.
In order to save time, when I lay on his back, Bai Wu took me to the top of the mountain at a brisk pace. In a few breaths, we arrived at the place where I had climbed the mountain at the beginning. The fog under the abyss had not yet dissipated, which made me very worried about the safety of my grandfather.
So, I pointed and said, "Brother, my grandfather is down there, what should I do?"
"You grab my shoulders, but remember not to strangle my neck." He said.
I nodded in agreement. The eldest brother was trapped by the Seven Evil Soul Closing Rope. What happened to everyone under the narrow island? Now that the real dragon has been killed, there is no contradiction between us. In the end, what I am most worried about is my grandfather. He said that he has merged with the spirit of the real dragon. I don't know how the death of the real dragon will affect him? But now I am a real dragon, so theoretically I am still alive.
Bai Wu took me to the abyss below. I know Feng Shui and can catch ghosts, but that doesn't mean I am not afraid of heights! The speed of falling, like bungee jumping, made me scream out loud. It is undeniable that I was really scared!
Bai Wu's body was very stable when he fell. Seeing the clouds and mist around him gradually dissipate, he could vaguely see the figure standing below. Although the speed was so fast that he couldn't see what happened, the flowing long hair of the eldest brother was extremely conspicuous.
When he was about to fall to the ground, Bai Wu's body suddenly paused, unloading all the strength, just like taking an ordinary step.
The anxious mood covered the fear I had just felt when I was 'bungee jumping'. I got off Bai Wu's back and shouted excitedly: "Grandpa, Senior Brother, Second Brother, I'm back!"
But, in an instant, I felt as if thousands of thunders were exploding in my mind at the same time, because the scene in front of me was really hard for me to believe. One of Hu Zongyan's hands sank into my grandfather's chest, half-lifting him in the air, and Mao Shi and Yaksha stood behind him like guards.
Why? Why!
Hu Zongyan also noticed me, and he looked at me with complicated eyes: "Junior Brother, you're back."
I rushed towards Hu Zongyan like I had lost my soul. Blood was flowing out of my grandfather's abdomen. At this moment, he was still breathing, tilting his head to look at me, his eyes were still as doting and warm as before. He was my closest person, but now he died in the hands of the person I admired the most. I kicked Hu Zongyan, but he didn't attack me. Instead, he took a step back and let me hug my grandfather's body.
Feeling the gradually dissipating temperature in my arms, I shouted like crazy: "Why kill my grandfather! The real dragon is dead, why did you kill him? Why!"
The turbulent water on the Songhua River became calm, and the floods that flooded the forest farm retreated as if they had life. The flood turned into a light warm breeze. The battle just now seemed to have never happened. The wind was calm, and the heads when I left had disappeared. He Lang occasionally hit the land, and then the surroundings became peaceful.
However, only the blood of my grandfather was extremely out of place in the beauty of nature. My heart, however, set off huge waves at this time, and the painful tearing feeling seemed to crush me completely, because the person with blood on his hands was Hu Zongyan! He is my most admired senior brother!
"Dabao." Grandpa suddenly spoke.
"Grandpa, how are you? Please don't die." Tears flowed down my face. At this moment, I was no longer a Feng Shui master, a real dragon, a Taoist priest, or a heavenly master. I was just a child who carried shrimps around my grandfather and listened to his stories!
Now my grandfather's vitality has dissipated. He only relied on a burst of Yang energy to support him, and buried his head in tears. However, my grandfather continued to say weakly: "You... Don't hate Hu Zongyan, he is a good man."
"Grandpa, I will save you, I will lend you my life!" I trembled and touched the Qingnang. But my grandfather struggled to hold my hand. His big hand was still as heavy as before. I cried. This was the saddest day of my life. I heard my grandfather continue to say: "Okay... Live well... Go."
This was the last sentence my grandfather left me in the world. He tilted his head and died.
Holding the cold corpse, I recalled the scene when Hu Zongyan's right hand pierced through my grandfather's chest. My grandfather's body gradually became cold. At this moment, I admitted that I had lost my mind. I gently put my grandfather down in my arms, turned around, faced Hu Zongyan, picked up the Seven Star Sword and chopped at him: "Ah! Hu Zongyan, I want your life!"
My grandfather's death has completely shattered my sanity. Whether it was my grandfather's last sentence "It has nothing to do with Hu Zongyan" or that he was a good man, it was no longer important. The most important thing was that I saw with my own eyes that Hu Zongyan's hand pierced through my grandfather's chest!