Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 1|The Three Sages of Yaojin

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If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the Taihang and snowy mountains.

The sky is endless, and the top of Taihang Mountain is covered with snow all year round, and it is one with the flowing clouds in the sky. This place is beyond the reach of ordinary birds, but a few white falcons hover high in the sky, facing the strong wind, turning into small black spots under the blue sky.

A giant bird grabbed its baggage in its claws, swept over the clouds and spread its wings. In the twilight, its wings refracted the flowing golden light. It swooped down and flew toward the cloud and mist covering the top of the mountain. After breaking the cloud and mist, the group In the center of the Taihang Mountains surrounded by the peaks, a group of magnificent palaces appeared, and the exterior walls of the palaces seemed to be dyed with a layer of red flames at dusk.

The palace complex does not accumulate snow all year round, and is planted with verdant sycamore trees. Under the bright sunshine, it is like midsummer. The evening breeze blows, and the rustling leaves of sycamore trees all over the mountain cast the shadow of the afterglow of the sun, just like This palace opened up a long and beautiful dream.

The giant bird descended on the platform outside the main hall, and accompanied by a long sound of shaking the mountains, the gleaming golden feathers of the whole body shook away, and then moved toward the body. After the feathers scattered all over the sky, a young man with a tall figure appeared among them.

The man is nearly nine feet long, with deep outlines of facial features, dark eyes with a hint of dark gold, □□ on the upper body, well-defined abdominal muscles, a wheat-colored skin, and a dark waist with embroidered golden patterns The skirt flutters in the wind. With the burden in his hands, he walked slowly towards the main hall.

In the palace, there were young girls and boys. When the man passed by, they knelt down.

"Great King Qingxiong."

The dress of the man called "Qing Xiong" flew up, passing through the palace atrium filled with plane trees, all the way to the main hall. The night is quietly shrouded, the main hall has not yet palmed the lamp, under the bright and dark sky, there are three thrones high in the hall, two of which are empty, and on the middle of the throne sits a red-haired man in red.

His red hair is like a flame, and the royal robe looks golden and dazzling even in the dimly lit room, as if there is a morning glow flowing on the robe. The long flame tail on the belt dragged to the ground. The upper body king robe draped loosely on his shoulders, revealing his half-length body, showing fair skin and powerful muscles.

When he heard the footsteps, he raised his head and looked at Qingxiong.

He is the king of this palace and the lord of the snow and the sky. There are very few people in the world who know their name and taboo "re-ming". Nearly two hundred years of time have passed by. The Chinese dynasty has changed, and the former reputation has long disappeared in history.

His face is handsome, his eyebrows are like blades, and there is a sense of innocence and prestige between his eyebrows, and there is a flying burn mark on his neck that continues to the side of his face and ears.

After a long silence, Qingxiong finally spoke.

"Kong Xuan returned to silence and left an orphan without a father and no mother for you to raise."

"How did you die?" Chongming said coldly.

Qing Xiong shook his head very slowly, and there was a dead silence in the hall.

"He and the descendants of the human race, I don't care." Chongming said indifferently, "Go to Houshan Sheshen Cliff, find a place, and throw it away."

Qingxiong knelt on one knee and put down the baggage in his hand. When the baggage hits the ground, it slowly enlarged and unfolded. The four corners embroidered with lotus patterns glowed dimly, and when it was fully opened, a boy appeared in the baggage.

The boy curled up sideways in his bag, with a beautiful appearance, wearing a tattered linen robe, his thin body heaving slightly with his breath, not knowing what he was holding in his hands, his curled up body seemed to protect that important thing In the arms.

"Calculated by the age of the human race, four years old this year." Qingxiong said again.

He stared at the child quietly.

Qing Xiong picked up the child, and when he held it in his arms, the child moved uncomfortably.

"It looks exactly like his father was when he was a child." Qingxiong said again.

He held the child, climbed up the stairs, came to Chongming, and whispered: "Look, eyes, eyebrows."

Chongming still replied: "I said, kill."

Qingxiong handed the child to Chongming, but when Chongming didn't pick him up, Qingxiong placed him on Chongming. The child moved again, seeming to be waking up from a deep sleep. He felt a bright and warm chest, and unconsciously grasped his royal robe. At the same time, the thing in his hand slipped down. A turquoise peacock feather.

"Give him a name, I'm leaving." Qingxiong left the throne.

"Where to go?" Chongming said coldly, "You put him next to me, when I think of that woman, I will kill him."

"Follow you." Qingxiong turned to face Chongming, took a few steps backwards, and replied, "Di Renjie's deadline has come, and the world is gradually becoming a land of monsters. The time for the resurrection of the gods is approaching. I must find out the hole. The truth about Xuanzhi's death."

"This is going."

The words fell, Qing Xiong took a leap, fluttered his wings in the air, turned into a black giant bird, hula and flapped his wings, flew out of the hall amidst the long roar, and flew to the dark night sky.

The child woke up suddenly when he heard Qingxiong's long groan.

The peacock feather made of jasper slid down from Chongming's royal robe, fell on the ground, bounced and made a "ding and ding" sound, rolling down the steps.

The child turned his eyes to his hand, and found that he was holding Chongming's robe, and then looking up, he caught Chongming's eyes.

A drop of tears fell on the child's face. With a confused look, he reached out and touched Chongming's face to wipe away the tears for him.

"Who are you?" the kid asked timidly.

Hebei, Youzhou Terrace, is full of mountains and plains, with blood-colored maple flowers flying, one man and one woman standing in front of the building, the man in blue shirt and the woman are glamorous, leaning on the railing to overlook the magnificent mountains and rivers.

"Looking at the leisure of the heavens and the earth, stunned but sullen." The green shirt man said casually, "Bo Yu is indeed a ghost."

"Why is there suddenly this Yaxing?" The woman stood behind her, and said leisurely, "After Di Renjie's death, the world has gradually become a land of monsters."

"Don't worry too much." The man in the green shirt groaned, "I don't know what is left of the old immortal. How is the demon body prepared?"

The glamorous woman replied: "This time the body is willing to blend very well, but it still needs time to observe. Anyway, you are not afraid to kill Kong Xuan, what will happen? The one on the mountain is making a comeback..."

"I’ll be here early." The man in Qingshan laughed, "Thirty years in Hedong and Hexi in Hexi, and the heyday of the Yaojin Palace has long passed. Chongming was trapped by fire poison, otherwise two hundred years ago, Don’t retreat. Now Chang’an is the world of you and me."

There was a sound of silk and bamboo coming from a distance. He approached the glamorous woman, stroked her temples, looked at her face, and whispered: "Come on, Your Majesty is still waiting."

Twelve years later, in the Golden Palace on the top of Taihang Mountain, the sun was shining in midsummer, and the shadows of mottled sycamore trees passed by like meteors.

The young man is wearing a dark red embroidered sleeveless short gown and a green-patterned robe around his waist. Like a beautiful jade, he sits on the branches of a sycamore tree, blending a bowl of white pollen in his hand. From time to time, the smart eyes look into the main hall through the open windows and doors.

In the main hall, the gauze curtain flies up, leaning against the king's couch, and looking sideways at the mountains bathed in sunlight.

"Hongjun!"

"Hush..." The young man called Hongjun put his finger under the tree.

It was a carp demon with hands and feet. The monster looks extremely strange. The body is a carp torso nearly two feet in length. Two human legs with hairy legs stretched out from the torso. They stood on the ground, and their hands emerged from behind the fins, holding the sycamore tree and calling upwards.

"Quickly come down." At this time, the fish monster opened and closed its mouth, vomiting a few bubbles, and the fish's tail swung, urging, "You can't fly, your majesty will hit someone if you fall. !"

After adjusting the pollen, Hongjun whispered to the tree, "Daddy has been sitting there all day, and no one is seen. If someone goes in, he will lose his temper."

"He is waiting for someone." The carp demon replied, "Your Majesty is in a bad mood today."

Hongjun adjusted the pollen in his hand and asked: "Who is waiting for?"

The carp demon froze, Hongjun jumped down from the tree, and quickly walked around the main hall. Along the way, the young men in the Yaojin Palace passed by, bowing one after another, saying "Your Highness", Hongjun nodded. After arriving at the winner's hall, Hongjun threw a hook and flew up to the top of the hall.

He leaned down along the roof of the temple, walked quietly to the high roof where Chongming was, and gently lifted the glazed tiles, held the Chinese medicine bowl, and let out a breath.

The medicinal powder flew from the bowl like alive, glowing white, and flew into the main hall. The carp monster turned sideways and looked from a distance outside the main hall.

Chongming faces the Taihang Mountains outside the main hall, leaning on the couch and taking a nap, the scarlet brand on his neck flashes red. The pollen flew, forming a galaxy-like light powder around Chongming's body, and gradually attached to the red mark, forming frost.

The carp monster's mouth opened a little bit wider.

As Zhongming breathed evenly, the pollen was suddenly sucked in. The moment he inhaled, Zhongming suddenly opened his eyes and his expression became extremely strange.

Success! Hongjun thought, Yuanlu jumped down to the main hall and observed Chongming with the carp monster. Chongming stood up in a hurry and looked around. His facial features twitched and looked out of the hall.

"Father..." Hongjun was overjoyed, and when he was about to start calling, Zhongming suddenly turned his head.

"Ha...sneez!" With Shigeming's earth-shattering sneeze, a fireball the size of a carriage burst out in the main hall, blasting toward the mountains outside, and hitting the mountainside with a crash.

The mountains shook, and inside Yaojin Palace, the attendants suddenly panicked and shouted.

"There is an earthquake!"

"Ha... sneeze!"

Another fireball crashed and destroyed the main hall Bai Yuzhu, Hongjun shouted, grabbed the carp monster, swooped towards a atrium, and hid in the pond.

"Hah, hah! Hah!"

Chongming sneezed three times, the fireball exploded, igniting the plane tree in the atrium, and instantly the entire Yaojin Palace fell into flames.

"Swamp! Save it!"

A fireball fell into the atrium pond, and the carp demon suddenly wailed loudly: "It's hot! "Hongjun said that it was too late, then it was fast, and he crawled out of the pond with the carp monster, hugged his head under the falling sycamore tree, then threw it over the wall, and then turned and ran towards Chongming.

"Father!" Hongjun ran into the main hall. A fire was already burning in the main hall. He covered his mouth and nose and glanced at Hongjun. Hongjun hurriedly said, "Father! I want to do it for you..."

Chongming immediately turned to the beginning and took a deep breath without any risk. He couldn't hold back anymore, and burst into flames, burning the entire main hall into flames. Hongjun was surrounded by fires in all directions, but Zhongming rushed towards him, suddenly pulled him in front of him, and held him in his arms.

Fengming nine days, saying that it’s too late, then it’s fast, and the five-color wings spread out behind Chongming, protecting Hongjun with him, glowing with orange light, under the mighty power of the phoenix body, he is unscathed even in the sea of ​​fire . Both of them burned out of their clothes, revealing their bodies.

Hongjun turned his head and looked around. The main hall of Yaojin Palace had been lit by the real fire of shamisen and was burning.

Birds flew from all directions, carrying the snow in Taihang Mountain, from low to high, rushing to the top of the mountain like a backflowing waterfall, roaring and filling into Yaojin Palace, the blizzard instantly flooded the flames, and one after another melt.

An hour later, Hongjun was still standing outside the study with a black stain on his face.

"Oh!"

The ruler hit the palm of his hand, and Hongjun shouted in pain.

"How many times!" Chongming changed into a normal suit, holding a ruler in his hand, and said coldly, "Say it!"

Hongjun hesitated and struck down again. Hongjun shouted again.

"Want to burn yourself to death?" Shige Ming said angrily, "Stand in the front yard until dark, otherwise you are not allowed to eat!"

Chongming made a third blow, and the intensity was so strong that Hongjun burst into tears.

"Get off to the wall!" Shige Ming shouted angrily.

Hongjun had to hang his head and walked to the courtyard to face the wall. The carp scratched the scales on his body, followed, and squatted beside Hongjun, turning his head to drink the melting snow in the courtyard.

Zhongming was so angry that he would suffer from the disaster when lying at home. When he walked out of the courtyard, with a whistle, the birds flew in from all directions and carried away the burnt branches and the snow-washed bricks in the main hall. Stone rubble.

"Tell you not to mess around." The carp demon said next to him, "It's been the first few times. Your father was bored today."

"How do I know he would sneeze." Hongjun said, "I found this snow lotus powder after three years of hard work!"

"They all said it." The carp demon replied, "Your father's fire poison can't be cured, don't toss it!"

So Hongjun stopped talking. He stood in front of the wall, stood for a while, changed to the other foot, and then changed his foot, which was quite boring. He looked at the burnt gray mark on the courtyard wall, which looked like a landscape painting. So Hong Jun stretched out his hand and wiped a few times on the wall to wipe away the outline of the mountain. He was satisfied with the ink splash.

"My hands are dirty and I will be scolded by your father!" the carp demon reminded.

Hongjun replied hurriedly: "I wash my hands before eating."

In the afternoon, black smoke was still in the main hall, the embers were still warm, the snow melted everywhere, and the ground was messy. Chongming watched this scene, almost crying without tears.

There was a bird song, and the black giant bird, draped in golden light, flew to the top of Taihang Mountain. When it landed, it turned into a Qingxiong figure, and was startled when walking through the atrium.

"Why did this look like this?" Qingxiong was stunned, calling a servant boy to ask, "An enemy has been here?"

The attendants did not dare to answer, but His Majesty Dao Shig Ming waited in the side hall, and Qing Xiong turned and entered the side courtyard.

"Qingxiong!" With a cheer, after walking less than a few steps, Hongjun rushed forward, holding Qingxiong's neck, and riding on his back.