Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen: The Eight-Petal Flower

Ri Yao's two heads seemed to gradually calm down and fell into a deep sleep. But under her body, a group of extremely fine beads gradually surged up.Those beads are colorful and have a variety of shapes.At first, it was only the size of a broad bean, and then slowly rose, gradually expanded, and the speed became faster and faster, like a rain of flowers exploding, gushing towards the top of the ice palace. Under the back pressure of the palace roof, the beads turned downward again, continuously shattered, and turned into trillions of dust mustards.However, every grain of dust and mustard is surging upward again, slowly expanding.This cycle went on and on, and the entire ice palace was filled with large and small colored beads, spinning around her body rapidly.

Sun Yao's baby-like body also spun rapidly along with these beads in the inverted pear-shaped ice palace.Those long hairs, like umbilical cords, twisted and spiraled in the rotation, getting tighter and tighter, and they were broken with a "snap" from time to time, and large strands of pink blood spurted out from the cut.In an instant, the Ice Palace was already dyed red by this weird peach color. The crackling sound of muscles and muscles was endless, making one's hair stand on end, and the blood in the ice palace became thicker and thicker.In the end, only a sticky pool of blood was left, slowly surging.

The human body inside seemed to be invisible. The light of blood shines, and Acacia's eyebrows sting like a knife.She had to hold on to Di Jia tightly so that she would not faint.Her hands trembled, and her long nails pierced his palm with blood. After an unknown amount of time, the pear-shaped ice palace gradually calmed down, and the pool of blood was so thick that it almost froze. There was a faint cold light, and there was a deathly silence all around. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound in the air, and the sticky blood clot seemed to be torn apart suddenly. Two bloody faces rushed out from nowhere and stuck tightly to the ice wall!

The thin palm like a bird's claw stretched out ten inch-long nails, scratching frantically on the ice wall.The ice wall creaked, and one could only hear people's hair standing on end, and messy bloodstains criss-crossed on the pale ice wall. Xiangsi had a splitting headache and covered her eyes, refusing to look at her. Di Jia said: "Is there any result?" There were secretive sneers on both of Ri Yao's faces, his voice became hoarse and thin, like sharp metal cutting through solid ice, and he said in unison: "You want the truth?" Dijia's crimson eyes gradually became as still as still water: "Speak."

She turned her head slightly on the left side, smiled mockingly and indifferently, stared at Xiangsi, and said slowly: "She is not." However, a sharp cry erupted from the head on the right side of her, causing the whole ground to tremble: "Kill her, kill her!" Xiangsi held her forehead, couldn't help but glanced at her, saw those two faces one smiling and one angry, their hair covered in blood, they were so ferocious that one couldn't help but change color in shock. While she was in a daze, a very thin purple light forced into her chest soundlessly. There was another sharp pain between her eyebrows. Suddenly, she supported her forehead and turned sideways.

With a very light cracking sound, the purple light passed through her chest and sank deeply into the frozen rock. The colorful veil wrapped around her body was cut with a very small opening, and the blood spread out like a coquettish flower, spurting from the wound behind her, splashing on the icicles in the hall, like a winter plum blooming in the snow. Xiangsi frowned, her face was full of pain, she covered her chest with her hands, the blood was still flowing from between her pale fingers. Di Jia withdrew his hand lightly, sighed: "Originally, this would save you from suffering, but you avoided it... This is your fate, and I can't help you." The next sharp slug of ice hit her throat slowly and accurately.

He looked down at her from top to bottom, and there was no trace of pity, hesitation, or even warmth in his deep red eyes. Just like the God of Destroyer who dances the tandaloo dance, everything has dissipated into the ashes of the past in his eyes, and the tenderness, compassion, love and kindness of the past are just his short-lived phantoms. And what this god wants in the end is destruction. Xiangsi looked at him, smiled, turned her eyes away, and said softly, "Don't forget what you promised me." The frost-like divine light in his eyes seemed to be moved by it, but this wave disappeared immediately.He nodded, and with a sinking of his wrist, the ice sword burst out into a cold haze, stabbing at her chest.

The ground veins vibrated, the silver waves surged, and all the stone pillars sank slowly amidst the huge roar. Zhuo Wangsun stood on a crimson stone pillar, the long hair behind him fluttered wildly in the scorching heat, but his figure was like a standing still, motionless. The smile on Sangoruo's face could no longer hold on, pointing to the stone pillar under his feet, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you advance and retreat instead?" The step he took just now did not move forward, but retreated to the first red stone pillar. The huge colorful stone pillars spread out on the ground like a sparrow's screen, and he stood on the most fundamental one, overlooking the dazzling and boundless pattern under his feet.

Behind him, the earth's veins vibrated, the heat wave was raging, the Silver Lake shook, and broken waves flew across. The entire stone formation slowly sank to the bottom of the Silver Lake amidst a huge roar.However, the sinking speed of those stone pillars is not consistent. The pillars of the stone formation are sometimes high and sometimes low, and countless statues of Shiva are torn and stretched by thousands of invisible forces. Through the scorching air, they present a kind of Strange deformation. Sang Geruo's voice turned sharp: "Are you going to give up? Don't you have a way to break this formation in your hand, why don't you take it out and have a look?"

Zhuo Wangsun didn't look at him either, his brows were frowned, and he looked down at the entire stone formation. The stone formation was bobbing up and down in an almost collapsed vibration, the light and shadow were in a mess, like a purgatory burning with flames, making people unable to breathe. Here, death became a kind of relief. At the moment when the entire stone formation was about to sink into the Silver Lake, Zhuo Wangsun's figure suddenly jumped up, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, and swept straight to an inconspicuous colored pillar on the west side of the stone formation.

With a flick of Zhuo Wangsun Guang's sleeve, the scorching hot air flowing underground stagnated immediately, as if the entire underground was evacuated immediately, all the breath was gathered at the bottom of his wrist, and instantly condensed into an unstoppable energy! This energy was like thunder cracking from the sky, and it swept down the sky like a mad dragon, and the faint blue light surrounding the colorful pillars was instantly torn into pieces all over the sky, flying one after another.At that moment, the entire underground palace seemed to be suddenly stripped of a layer of light and shadow, showing an unprecedented scene. This scene is only fleeting, but Zhuo Wangsun's figure seems to have merged with that unstoppable force, tearing open the light curtain, and at an inconceivable speed, he swept towards the colored pillar in the west. His figure was still in mid-air, and suddenly he volleyed out his palm and hit the top of the colorful pillar. But the top of the colorful pillar is empty, absolutely nothing. In the night, a cracking muffled sound came from the pillar.The bright red blood flowers in the canopy are like hibiscus in the autumn river, suddenly blooming in the empty blue light.A black figure slowly condensed into shape amidst the distorted blood, and then collapsed immediately. This black figure was astonished to be Sangoruo who had been leading him into the peacock formation. Sang Geruo leaned on the edge of the colorful column, his body twitching violently.The blood flowed out from under him like a brook, along the colorful pillars, and fell into the Mercury Lake, staining the bright and clean surface of the lake with blossoming red plums. At this moment, the entire peacock formation seemed to be shaken by an invisible force, and it jumped up suddenly, like the last heartbeat of a dying person, sad and violent, and then returned to eternal silence. The hot air gradually dissipated, and the mercury waves at the bottom of the lake churned, like raging sea waves, roaring endlessly.However, no matter what, there is always a moment of peace. Zhuo Wangsun stood on the top of the colorful pillar, looked coldly at Sang Geruo who was panting, and said, "If you kill you, you can unlock the Peacock Formation. It seems that my idea is correct." Sang Geruo stared at the lake, panting violently: "Impossible...the phantoms overlap, and all the light and sound in the formation are disrupted. How can you find my real body?" Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "I have seen through the entire Peacock Formation. Those phantoms and even yourself may appear to others to be a mess, but to me they are just a combination of existence and non-existence." Sang Geruo shook his head: "The Peacock Formation was laid by Lord Shiva himself, and the secrets of it will never be known to ordinary people!" A mocking smile gathered on Zhuo Wangsun's face: "This secret was told to me by your God himself." Sang Geruo seemed to be irritated, and struggled to look back at him. When his eyes touched him, he felt a bone stuck in his throat and could not speak a word. Zhuo Wangsun said: "This formation has infinite branches, and it is almost impossible to keep facing each other. I never believe in such things as luck." Sang Ge Ruo hissed: "You mean you found out the pattern?" His voice paused, as if he remembered something: "What exactly was written on the piece of paper that Bai Mo gave you?" Before he finished speaking, there was a soft bang above his head, and the scroll with the smell of camphor wood unfolded from the bottom of Zhuo Wangsun's sleeve, and hung straight in front of his eyes. On the paper, it is a piece of deep yellow soaked by the years. Sang Ge Ruo was surprised: "Is this what he gave you?" Zhuo Wangsun said with a faint smile, "Exactly." Sang Geruo shook his head and said, "But there's nothing up there!" Zhuo Wangsun said: "However, he reminded me of the key to the Peacock Formation." Sangoruo said: "What?" Zhuo Wangsun cast his eyes on the entire stone forest, and said slowly: "Leave the details, and observe the whole." If Sang Ge was about to speak, he suddenly burst into a violent cough. He lowered his head, pondered for a while, and panted, "You mean, the final key is not to guess step by step, but to observe the entire peacock array?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled and said, "The sum of all these stone pillars is exactly a mandala picture." Sang Geruo was stunned, shook his head and said: "Impossible, I have seen the Peacock Array thousands of times, every angle, every detail! It is definitely not a mandala picture!" Zhuo Wangsun looked at him, sighed, and said: "You still don't understand... the pivot of the formation is not in the details. Only when the battle formation is launched, all the stone pillars will oscillate and sink. Combine a special pattern. And this pattern is an eight-petal mandala. Your hiding place is in the eight-petal flower. If you see through this point, you will find yourself through illusion. It's not difficult." Sangoruo clenched his fist suddenly, and the blood dripped faster, like a broken lamp.He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it! If it's so simple, why hasn't anyone walked out of the Peacock Formation for thousands of years?" Zhuo Wangsun looked at the thick blood in the lake, and said lightly: "Because they are too obsessed with your so-called guidance, they really go to guess and choose those stone pillars. The more choices, the deeper you step into the peacock formation, and it is difficult to see this formation. What's more, every time you choose, even if it is correct, six stone pillars will sink, and this mandala picture will be destroyed accordingly. Once those people take a few more steps, even if they want to understand this "seeing everything" The truth, the mandala diagram has also fallen apart, and it is too late to regret." Sang Geruo was seriously injured, and seemed to have to use all his strength to stay awake. He paused for a long time, and asked slowly: "Even if you really see that this is a mandala picture, how do you understand its meaning? of?" Zhuo Wangsun smiled again and said, "I told you, your god told me personally." Sangoruo shook his head and said, "Blasphemy, I think you are crazy." Zhuo Wangsun didn't look at him, and said with a smile, "I saw this mandala picture a few months ago." Sang Geruo said dumbly, "Where is it?" Zhuo Wangsun turned his eyes to the depths of the lake, the turbulent waves were extremely dark: "On the boat." Before March. On a stormy and dark night, the huge ship struggled between the sky and the earth like mustard grass.In the dark sky, red clouds are flying in all directions.Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded deep in the dense clouds. The sky and the earth vibrated, and the original guardian of the peacock formation, Abu Sapo Lanpa, suddenly had a bright red smile on her face, and she stretched out her hand to push Yang Yizhi beside her. The loud sound of the huge sail crashing to the ground covered up her last soft sigh without a trace. The endless dust gradually dissipated in the night wind, and her body lay flat on the deck, a huge cross was cut open.The giant snow-white sail lightly covered her mutilated body. The oil-painted mandala on the sail was already dim, but now it is freshly illuminated with blood, and gradually overlaps with the pattern on the mutilated body below. This strange mandala blooms quietly on the deck, just like blooming on the girl's smooth back, and in the faint dawn, light and darkness, pain and joy, memory and forgetting, existence and disappearance, destruction and new life are solidified. , the holy and the ugly. ——And, the deepest secret of the Peacock Formation. This secret is like a crimson flower, blooming between the sea and the sky, but everyone is shrouded in the sadness of death, no one pays attention to it, even if they pay attention, they will not understand its meaning. Only Zhuo Wangsun was an exception.For him, the life and death of other people is like a midnight breeze, fleeting, but this strange mandala picture is a key that can reverse fate.No matter where the lock is, it doesn't even matter if it will be encountered in this life, he will still hold the key firmly in his hand. Only in this way can it be possible for people to escape the trajectory of fate. The light in Sang Geruo's eyes gradually dimmed, and he let out a long sigh, saying: "Perhaps, this is also God's will..." He turned to look at Zhuo Wangsun coldly: "You won, why don't you leave?" Zhuo Wangsun said with a faint smile, "Because the Peacock Array is still in operation." Sangoruo's body trembled suddenly, but he didn't answer. Zhuo Wangsun said: "I said, since you are the host of this formation, only by killing you can the Peacock formation be completely dismantled." He glanced around slowly, and smiled lightly: "Now, the formation The various forces in the formation have not disappeared, but are silently gathering. As long as I take a step, the peacock formation will turn to self-destruct, and at that time, all people and things in the formation will be shattered into dust. This is the essence of the peacock formation. True power, but why should you and I try it ourselves?" Sang Geruo was silent for a long time, and said: "So you have already seen it...Why don't you do it? Is it because you want to borrow my life, so you stay and say so much, let me die to understand?" Zhuo Wangsun sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "Maybe. But I haven't talked to anyone for a long time." The underground light suddenly dimmed, Zhuo Wangsun said the last word, and almost at the same time a very high splash of blood splashed on his hand. Just like the demon lotus of the dark prison, it has bloomed with peerless elegance in an instant. The silver light at the bottom of the pool gradually solidified, and the colorful stone pillars were half submerged and half floating, scattered among the light and shadow.Above the head, the golden fish swims leisurely across the blue roof of the temple.It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion. Zhuo Wangsun let go.Sangoruo's body was like a meteorite, which fell gently into the mirror-like calm lake, and was swallowed by the closed mercury in an instant. The stone pillars of the Peacock Formation are still very gorgeous, but without the shroud of the faint divine light, it looks a bit decadent.And the weird changes in the formation seemed to freeze suddenly, turning into a static picture.A few soft rays of light penetrated through it, and traces of dust seemed to be visible. Thousands of unsinkable colorful pillars are like ancient relics, blooming unchangingly, like a huge eight-petaled flower. Zhuo Wangsun turned around and walked to the southwest of the petals.