Chapter 1006 The Real Plague Locust, the Beast Si Chen

Time jumped from stagnation to the next moment.

The wind chimes at the eaves of the Fishbone Temple suddenly stagnated, and the sound of jingling seemed to be pinching the throat by something.

Zhao Tianli knelt in front of the statue of the Empress of the Heavenly Queen, and his knees made two deep marks on the ground, and his lower body was almost embedded in the ground.

The temple prayer held the "Taiyan Tianshang Oracle Bone River Map", and suddenly felt a burning fingertips - the traces of the charred thousand-year-old charred were rekindled again, and dark red embers burned between the cracks and the inscriptions.

He hurriedly retreated, but saw the incense and candles on the altar burning without fire, and the blue smoke twisted into painful and wailing faces...

Looking at the bone armor that spreads again in the crack, the ancient hexagrams on it changed again.

Temple Zhu raised his head and looked out the door.

"Here you come!"

The two rudders of Wei Cao turned around and wanted to escape, but the temple gate closed "bang". The hot wind that seeped into the crack of the door was filled with sulfur and was extremely dry and hot. Wherever they passed, the fish bones of the beams and pillars were visible to the naked eye.

The speed of weathering, and the debris fell.

The tiles on the roof of the hall exploded and the broken tiles turned into powder before they even landed on the ground.

The next moment, the temple gate was burned to ashes in the hot wind, and the fiery red wind blew towards everyone.

Miao Zhu's face shriveled little by little, and the skin on the surface of his body gradually became carbonized. His eyes burned into a turbid glassy shape, but he still stared at the east sky.

Zhao Tianli, who was kneeling in front of the statue, was evaporating all over his body. His muscles became more and more obvious. The dense muscles of tens of thousands of pieces were slightly evaporating the white water vapor, but with his cultivation level far exceeding the temple Zhu, he forced himself to burn.

The wind turns back little by little.

In the direction of Zhigu City, a golden flame lotus was blooming!

The petals falling from the fire lotus turned into boundless winds and turned the world into a fire house...

The temple prays to the statue of the gods.

But the shells of the mother-of-pearl statue were peeling off one after another, revealing the charred wooden body inside.

The altar cracked and the incense burner poured down. Before the incense ash landed, it was swept into a whirlpool by the hot air.

The entire temple of the Queen of Heaven is peeling off and burning in the blaze. All the wooden structures are turned into coke, burning dark red embers, all shells and fish bones are peeling off, turning into white in the blaze.

powder.

The crows were wailing outside the hall!

Lao Zhou looked through the temple where only frames were left, and saw that the ancient locust tree in front of the temple instantly withered, and the bark peeled off like a molting snake.

The Yujing beside the Empress, bubbling, and the well water evaporated into white steam before it even gushed out of the wellhead.

In the distant farmland, the ears of wheat were browned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wheat rays burst out with "crackling" and sparks burst out.

The hot wind suddenly turned and headed straight to the ancient well of Yuxue.

The bluestone at the wellhead cracked and the well water boiled like magma!

At this time, the fire lotus in the sky had completely bloomed.

Waves of hot winds came, and the Dragon and Phoenix River flowing on both sides of the temple had completely dried up in just a few breaths. The fish and shrimp at the bottom of the river were all muddy corpses, the mud of the river was dry and cracked, and the greenness of the heaven and earth and mountains faded, and it turned into withered and yellow.

"Where is the stone man in the drought?"

Miao Zhu held the oracle bone tightly in his hand, and his completely blind eyes stared at the horizon.

He sat down slowly and groped with his hands to explore the cracks and inscriptions on the oracle bones: "The drought bar is born, and the dragon is united! The stone man has one eye, and Dagon turns over! The four demons gather together, and the five gods fight the heavens! The Queen of Heaven has already completed the layout, but

I’m no longer afraid that the leader will know this!”

"Although my subordinates are completely under the plan of the Empress of the Heavenly Queen, they come with a mission and have to struggle for the last time..."

The temple prayed slowly back. Among the burning ashes of the mother-of-pearl statue, a goddess with a hideous face and sharp teeth, like a star of the sky ghost, was revealed with dark red embers.

The thousand-year-old round bones she stepped on were covered with cracks, and the dense cracks were filled with secret history.

With just one glance, the temple blessings penetrated those secret history.

He tried his best to bring back a secret history.

On the top of the Tianhou Niang Temple, a divine bow slowly fell among the cracked fish bones, and the bow string that had been covered with for thousands of years slowly opened...

A man with a frost face, gray hair on his temples, his legs were rolled up, and his hair was shedding all over his feet. The old man, who was like a hard-working old farmer, slowly held the magic bow.

His skin was dark, and the salt condensed by sweat soaked the coarse linen on his body, only his eyes were filled with the compassion of the saint and the majesty of the emperor.

His thin arms slowly pulled the bowstring.

Hit a keel arrow...

In the past, Huangdi shot and killed the three pieces of Feng Boyu under Chiyou's command, one of the magic arrows called Zhentian, aimed at Cangqiu.

The sharp edge of the arrow pointed straight at it, it was dim, almost like the blood-colored sunset!

Hop!

A string sounded like a crack of silk.

When Temple Zhu saw the magic arrow flying like a golden rainbow, he finally lowered his head, knelt on the ground, murmured silently, "Master! I have done my best!"

The Yellow River embankment...

The sky is like a copper pot hanging upside down, and the muffled thunder rolled in the clouds with the sound of the ancient Gonggong breaking the Buzhou Mountain.

After leaving Taihang, the river surging on the endless plain.

The old shipman from Mengjin at the ancient ferry squatted on the cracked threshold of the River God Temple, and the dry tobacco pot was knocked and then knocked. Black blood suddenly oozed out of the right eye of the River God clay sculpture worshipped on the incense table.

On the painted carved beams and painted buildings in the ancient River God Temple, the Dragon King of the Four Seas spit out dragon balls, and bits of black blood seeped out, dripping along the mottled paint on the plaque "Good weather"!

Seeing all this, the old shipman slid down his cigarette pot and Zhang Da said something trembling in his mouth.

"It's going to change the world..."

Before he finished speaking, a muffled sound of dislocation of joints suddenly came from the Qianli River Embankment in Mengjin.

The children catching locusts in the wheat field suddenly screamed - at the end of the horizon, the turbid yellow waves were higher than those in the Mang Mountains, and dense coffins floated on the top of the waves, and stone men broke free from the earth from the cracked river bank.

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"Run! The river god is here to collect the offerings!"

The fleeing crowd knocked over the incense burner of the River God Temple. The old shipman picked up the peach wood oar and wanted to run to the ferry. However, he saw that the rebellious Yellow River, which had turned into a nine-headed demon dragon, completely breaking free from the constraints of the river.

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When the waves were taken, the ten thousand-year-old ancient cypresses at the ferry were uprooted.

In the turbid current, nine huge river-stopping iron cows rolled like a child's rattle, with seals seals engraved in all dynasties. The imprinted gods exuded divine light, like mountains and mountains, trying to suppress the tumbling nine

The first angry dragon.

The iron cow was suppressed by the stone eye that struggled out of the river embankment!

In the Longmen Grottoes, the mountains suppressed by thousands of Buddhas trembled faintly.

The monk hurriedly opened his cassock and wanted to put it on the Buddha's body, but with a clang, the head of the Vajra, who was guarding the Buddha's side, broke and fell into dust.

On all sides of the Buddha's cave, the stone walls depicting exquisite murals burst open.

The water droplets seeped out of the stone wall flowed through the red cinnabar depicting the murals, and fell from the eyes of the Buddhas' hanging eyebrows, like drops of blood and tears.

The graves on Beimang Mountain collapsed, and they fell into the rushing Yellow River with the cliffs. The dense coffins floated on the top of the waves...

The old monk from White Horse Temple rang the bronze bell while the mountains collapsed and the river broke out!

The surging Yellow River crossed the mountain of Beimang Mountain and rushed towards Luoyang City for thousands of years. The old monk who rang the bell in the White Horse Temple shouted and shouted to the little novice monk: "Go and invite the Lotus Lord's golden body!"

The words came to an abrupt end, and the novice monk watched the bronze bells imprinted with lotus and trees sway without hammers, making a loud roar.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bronze bell began to deform during the huge shock.

But the bell still pressed...

There is a half-stone stele on the head of Zhuilang Peak, which is higher than Beimeng, and the four cinnabar characters "The River is clear and the Sea is peaceful" can be vaguely seen.

The Taoist priest holding the statue of the Yin-Yang Daojun drifted down from the mountain. He suddenly screamed in tears - his legs were wrapped around countless transparent tentacles. Looking closely, it was the resentment of thousands of drowning people.

Before the word "Save..." was released, the whole person had turned into white bones, and a strange fish with bronze rust colored scales emerged from the skull cavity!

The dense water scattered around countless coffins in the Yellow River, and strange fish with bronze rust color swam out of the coffin.

The turbid current ruthlessly swallowed the villages and towns on both sides of the river, and the secret history of Beimian was washed out by the Yellow River along with the tombs.

"The river migration in the fifth year of King Ding!"

"The flood is about to be cut, and the mountains and mountains are surging, and the vast waters are surging, and the people are consulting."

"In April of summer, heavy rains last for more than ten days, the river broke through the Jindi in Dongjun... The river was determined by Guantao and the Jindi in Dongjun, flooded Yan, Yu, entered the plain, Qiancheng, Jinan, and 30 civic counties.

The two counties have more than 150,000 hectares of water, and three feet deep, with destruction of official pavilions and 40,000 houses."

"The river breaks into the plain and flows into Jinan, Qiancheng, and the ones that were defeated were half of Jianshi."
To be continued...