Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Tanhua

The sword is still three inches away, but the cold sword energy has penetrated the skin and pierced deep into the heart.Xiangsi's body retreated involuntarily, her spine felt cold, and she had already bumped into the icicle where Sun Yao was hiding, and she could not retreat. The tip of the sword in Di Jia's hand touched her chest, gently lifted the colorful veil around her body, and slowly turned it on her snow-white skin.He didn't seem to want to pierce her body instantly, but to gouge out her heart bit by bit. Xiangsi's face was extremely pale, and the pain made her almost unable to stand.Her long hair hanging down her cheeks was wet with sweat, and it was tightly attached to her fragrant shoulders like nephrite jade.Tears glistened in those autumn-watered eyes, and her plump red lips also showed a lavender color due to the pain. Against her blood-stained face, there was a kind of strange beauty that transcended the world. .

She is like a wounded elf, with trembling wings, looking up at the faint starlight.Even if the gods and demons saw her, they couldn't help but sigh for the suffering she had endured. However, there was still no warmth in Di Jia's eyes. Suffering is originally a way to cleanse the soul.Without the most cruel asceticism, it is impossible to rise above human folly and see the grace of God. "She's so beautiful, I'm afraid I won't have the heart to tell the truth. And you won't have the heart to kill her either." These were the words Ri Yao said when he caught sight of her.

But Sunday was wrong. In Tiga's eyes, there is only one kind of beauty for mortals—that is, for the sake of faith in God, they are willing to use their fragile human bodies to endure the most painful sacrifices. So his sword is very accurate, very slow, and very heavy.He wants to complete the greatest sacrifice in the fifth holy spring, and the process of sacrifice and sacrifice must be so perfect that there is no regret. Xiangsi closed her eyes, bit her lips tightly, and the vague moan still came from her lavender lips, although it was extremely light, it was also heartbreaking.She leaned weakly on the huge icicle, her long black hair swaying on top of it like a black waterfall.

Cold sweat was dripping down, dripping down her creamy skin, sliding across the wound on her chest, but turning into a light pink, dripping down.And her palms were already bright red, and the palms were pierced by her nails, leaving scarlet marks on the icicles behind her. The ice sword in his hand still showed no pity, piercing into her body bit by bit. The pain of gouging out the heart penetrates to the marrow of the bone.Xiangsi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and instinctively wanted to push the ice sword away. But as soon as she moved, Di Jia suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her throat with one hand, and forcibly fixed her whole body on the icicle.He stared at her and said in a low voice: "You have to bear these things." The ice sword in the other hand changed from a flat stab to a top-down piercing, the movement slowed down, but the severe pain became sharper.

Xiangsi only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and there was a halo of five colors in front of her eyes, which was extremely dazzling.She didn't want to struggle, but the survival instinct in her body was out of control. She struggled violently, but her head hit the icicle heavily, and the blood slowly flowed down her cheeks, dyeing half of her face crimson. Di Jia's Frost Color was also moved, and his hands seemed to loosen a thread slightly. Xiangsi leaned against the icicle as if her whole body was exhausted, and raised her head slightly, but her beautiful eyes were dim at the moment.She forced a glance overhead.Suddenly, her whole body became stiff, and an extremely terrifying picture appeared in her eyes!

The bottom of the huge icicle that pierced straight into the roof of the hall was already stained with demon red blood.When she looked up, two bloody faces were hanging upside down on the ice wall, sticking out her slender tongue, licking the blood splattered on her! Under the refraction of the ice wall and bloody water, the two faces became huge and distorted, with extremely strange expressions.The expression on the left is very leisurely, shaking his head gently, from left to right, tasting the bloodstain outside the wall.Her face was covered with blood, but her complacent expression was like a beauty in a deep palace, savoring the lychees in the crystal plate in the afternoon when she first woke up.The face on the right is like a glutton who can't enjoy the delicious food, showing two rows of white teeth, gnawing on the ice wall frantically, as if wanting to bite through the thick ice and devour the blood outside the column.

The two heads hung heavy and upside down less than three feet away from her. Under the thick blood, there was an incomparably weird smile, and the sound of biting icicles like grinding teeth! Xiangsi was shocked, and almost forgot that her heart was about to be pierced by the ice sword in Di Jia's hand. "Stop!" The two heads uttered a sharp cry almost at the same time, and the whole hall trembled from being stabbed. Di Jia paused, with a hint of anger between his brows, and said in a deep voice, "What?" The head on the left turned around with a smile, as if the licking to quench Mei's thirst had satisfied her heart.She smiled and said, "You can't kill her."

The head on the right was still gnawing on the ice wall, with a fierce demonic light in its eyes, but it tried its best to restrain itself, and there was a heavy panting in its throat.Her voice was hoarse and slow, like a rusty blunt knife biting through someone's eardrums, and she said, "Yes, I can't kill her...but I really want her blood..." Dijia turned around and stared at Riyao in the pillar, a strange redness rose from his deep eyes: "Why?" The head on the left looked at him, and smiled softly: "If you kill her, you will never find Pavanti's reincarnation."

With a flick of his sleeves, Di Jia pushed Acacia away, and said to Ri Yao word by word: "Tell me, she is not." The head on the left was also startled by the murderous intent in his eyes, unable to speak for a moment. The head on the right suddenly cried out in a sharp voice: "I want her to die, but I can't, I can't..." Her voice was extremely sharp, echoing endlessly in the empty hall, which only made people creepy. Di Jia shouted: "Shut up!" Turning to the left side of the head, he said in a deep voice: "Is it right or not?" His crimson eyes reflected back on the icicles, like two dancing demon lotuses.That kind of divine light radiates coldly over the entire world, and only the gods and demons who destroy the world can have it.

Xiangsi shielded her chest with her hands, and blood dripped from between her fingers, staining half of her body red.She looked at him silently, a kind of tiredness welled up in her heart, she really didn't want to think about anything. Ri Yao avoided Di Jia's gaze, cast his eyes on Xiangsi, and said slowly: "Not now, but she is destined to be the only one who can become Pavanti." As soon as she said this, there was no sound in the hall for a long time. Suddenly, there was a sound of rushing water, and Sun Yao's bird-claw-like hands closed to his chest, forming a strange handprint, looking up at the icicle, and slowly saying: "Great Lord Shiva, all the glory in the world belongs to you Please do not hesitate to use the most grand ceremony in the mortal world to let the goddess Pavanti wake up in your arms!"

As for the other head, it couldn't help but hissing and panting, and intermittently chanted some strange words. These words are exactly: "Sacrifice of the Holy Horse". The sky and the earth are high and far. Unexpectedly, there was a large open grassland outside the icicle temple.The sun was so bright that Acacia could hardly keep her eyes open.Not far from the front, there are two extremely high peaks facing each other.The mountain is covered with ice and snow, and the cold clouds are lingering. It seems that there has been no trace of life and reproduction since ancient times, let alone human beings.And the lawn in front of me is still in full bloom under the influence of geothermal heat. As the breeze blows, the blue sky is like the sea, gently wrinkled, and the shadows of countless white clouds fall on the green grass, like flowing dark flowers. Xiangsi couldn't take it any longer, and knelt down on the grass. The blood from the wound on her body had stopped, but she felt a deep tiredness in her heart. Di Jia stopped and watched her silently, but did not help her up. Xiangsi buried her face deeply in her arms and said softly, "I'm tired and don't want to go." Di Jia bent down, gently wiped away the blood on her face, and said, "I can wait for you to rest." Xiangsi turned her head to avoid him, and said, "Why, why don't you let me go?" Di Jia said: "I will turn you into Pavanti." Xiangsi inserted her fingers deeply into her long hair, her knuckles turned pale from the force: "Impossible, I'm not...I'm not." Di Jia grabbed her wrist and said, "Look at me." Acacia said weakly: "What do you want me to do?" Di Jia said slowly: "In the evening, I will hold a holy horse sacrifice for you. This is your last chance to awaken." Xiangsi lowered her head and sobbed softly: "I don't want it, I don't want it." Di Jia's face sank, she threw her hand away, looked at the grassland and said: "In this world, no matter people or gods, they can pray to the great god for all grace through their own asceticism and sacrifice. And what people can offer The most solemn sacrifice is the sacrifice of the holy horse. It can dissipate all obsessions and realize the true nature. The difficulty of completing it and the power it can obtain are far higher than those of the six heavenly sacrifices. Therefore, the sleeping Pa in your body Fanti's soul will definitely be able to wake up during the sacrifice, and all the confusion you had in the mortal world before will disappear." Xiangsi raised her head, and the light in her tear-filled eyes was dim: "If I really can't, will you let me go?" Di Jia looked at her, shook his head and said: "No. If it is really impossible, I can only destroy your body and reincarnate your soul." Xiangsi was silent for a moment, then raised her head and asked, "Why don't you kill me now?" "I don't want to kill you..." Di Jia seemed angry, but finally held back, and said, "However, if the physical body has become an obstacle to your soul's realization, I have to do it...but don't worry, I will kill you." Try my best to grasp the trajectory of reincarnation for you, let you have a body as perfect as this life, and then bring you back to Leshenglun Palace on the day you are born." He leaned over to separate her hands, but felt her struggling weakly, but he finally held her face up and let her look at him.There were bloodstains faintly on that pale face, and the lower jaw was so thin that it could touch the bone.The divine light in Di Jia's eyes moved, and he seemed to be a little unbearable: "Then, I will wait for you for sixteen years." Xiangsi turned her head to avoid his gaze, and said in a cold voice, "It's just for the sake of 'Fit Body and Double Cultivation'? Then why don't you kill me now, and then..." Dijia interrupted her angrily: "Shut up! I said forcing you is pointless!" Xiangsi looked up at him, sobbing: "Why don't you force me now?" Di Jia was startled, and stopped answering. After a long time, he stood up and said, "Now I tell you, you won't understand." He moved his gaze away from her. In the distant sky, a lavender cloud gradually covered the sun.Around the sun, a circle of brilliant solar halo was formed, which happened to fall in the middle of the two snow peaks, presenting a strange and magnificent posture. Di Jia said: "When the sun rises and the moon lasts, that's when the God of Horse Spring is opened." He took off the huge bow that was carried behind him, and nocked the arrow to the string.The brilliance between heaven and earth seemed to dim suddenly, and the light wind sounded melodiously, like blowing an invisible whistle. The golden sword tip was slowly lifted up in his hand, gradually leveling with the sun halo in the mountain, and the sun halo turned into a bright red at this moment, like a strange bloodstain in the blue sky, hanging between the two snow peaks. Thousands of golden lights shone on the two of them. I don't know if it was the sunshine of the newborn, or the dazzling elegance of Shiva's arrow. The sound of the string shook, and the divine arrow pierced through the vault, dragging out a golden shadow in the sky, and then disappeared into the shadows of the sky.The surrounding air seemed to vibrate suddenly at this moment, and it seemed that nothing had happened. Xiangsi looked at the horizon ahead, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across her face.She stood up. "Tap...tap..." There were a few very slight noises from a distance, like the sound of a horse's hooves lightly stepping on the fragrant grass. After a while, the sound was like vines spreading on the prairie, more and more, getting closer, and finally it was like a faint thunder, rumbling war drums, shaking the sky and earth from below the horizon. A line of white like cloud feet covered the entire sky, just like the clouds in the sky suddenly fell on the rolling green hills.After a while, a line of white clouds turned into a large piece, like a sea wave, accompanied by the sound of rumbling hooves and flying dust, rushing towards this side together. What a herd of white horses! It can be said that there are thousands of them, all over the mountains and plains.Each horse was born of a dragon breed, very vigorous, with a mane and mane, all of the same color, without a single hair, and the white horses raised their hooves high, as if driven by an invisible force, they all ran towards this side. The sound of hooves became louder, and Acacia was stunned. Could it be that the opening of the holy horse spring will really spring up thousands of divine horses from the ground?And these countless white horses, are they real or just illusions? At this moment, suddenly the herd of horses separated to both sides.A white horse took the lead and galloped towards Tijia. The white horse was coming so fast that it was in sight in an instant.I saw that this horse was extremely tall and handsome, its whole body was silver and gleaming, and under the sunlight, it looked like it was made of silver.And its mane is blood red, and the brown hair is extremely long, draping casually on its back, like a gorgeous brocade on silver. A stable boy in red was sitting on horseback.His eyebrows are extremely delicate, but they are bloodless, as if they were not born with him, but carefully carved by a skilled craftsman.It was also because of this that his expression was a little stiff, as if he was a beautiful doll, who had the ability to move under the enslavement of some kind of secret method. His lotus sleeves retreated to the elbows, revealing a section of pink and jade-carved wrists, holding the golden arrow that Ti Jia shot just now in his palms.He seemed to be in awe of the feathered arrow and kept it on his chest.When the white horse came in front of Di Jia, the stable boy suddenly reined in the horse, jumped off the horse, and knelt deeply at Di Jia's feet.He raised his hands high and raised the golden arrow above his head. Di Jia gently took the feather arrow, and put the tip of the arrow on the horse boy's eyebrows. The horse boy looked up at Tijia, with a blunt smile on his lips, and said, "Saluo Tanhua, the guardian of the holy horse spring." Di Jia just nodded, his wrist sank, and the golden arrow slowly slid down from the horse boy's eyebrows, through the bridge of the nose, jaw, and down to the throat. Acacia almost exclaimed.The horse boy's delicate and pale face seemed to be split in the middle, a deep wound ran through his entire face, and the blood flowed down his round chin, dripping into the soil, as if it had opened at the feet of Di Jia. A crimson red lotus. The gash was so deep it may have left marks on his face forever. However, the smile on his face did not change in the slightest. Di Jia raised his hand and threw the feather arrow away. The stable boy bent down devoutly, waiting for his own blood to stain the ground red.Then carefully picked up the blood-stained soil and handed it to Di Jia. Di Jia stretched out his hand and touched his fingertips slightly.Turning to Acacia, she said, "Come here." Xiangsi was surprised: "Me?" Di Jia stopped talking, pulled her over, and slowly dotted the blood between her eyebrows. Xiangsi was taken aback, and she suddenly found that the horse boy was looking at her from the side, the smile on his face distorted by the blood. Ma Tong said: "Are you the one to be awakened by this sacrifice?" His voice was extremely thin, as if some man-made silk strings were resonating in the speaker. Xiangsi shook her head: "I don't know." The corners of Ma Tong's eyes rolled down. He seemed to want to express his sadness, but it was extremely unnatural. Coupled with the restraint of the bloody mouth, his whole face finally wrinkled into a very strange expression: "But because of you, I have raised 10,000 white horses will be killed..." He opened his mouth suddenly, pushed his smile a step further, and said, "I will too." Xiangsiadao felt a chill all over his body, and murmured: "Why?" The horse boy turned his face away, the joints on his neck creaked slightly, he looked at Xiangsi and said with a smile: "Because our lives are prepared for this sacrifice." He stood up on the ground, his body was shaking a little, he took a step forward, facing Acacia, and said slowly: "In the evening, I will dance for you, and then my horse and I will die. And you, maybe you will wake up, maybe Won't." Xiangsi took a step back, shook her head and said, "No, I don't want such a sacrifice." The horse boy stretched out his hand to grab her wrist. His hand looked as delicate and white as a lotus root, but in fact it was as hard as a pair of delicate iron tongs. Once it was held, it was difficult to break free.He said sharply: "According to the will of the leader, I will take you back to the holy lake now." With a whistling sound from his throat, the silver horse came over immediately and knelt down in front of the two of them.The stable boy jumped up and brought her onto the horse. Xiangsi wanted to struggle, but he was firmly grasped. Unexpectedly, he looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, but his strength was astonishing. The stable boy blew his whistle again, and the white horse raised its hooves and neighed, and was about to gallop towards the sky. Xiangsi suddenly said: "Wait!" She turned to look at Tiga.I saw him with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sun between the two snow-capped peaks, the clouds surged behind him, and the brilliant sun coated his flying blue hair with a dazzling halo, as if the world was first separated from him. The last light is born because of him. Xiangsi was taken aback by this scene.The horse boy suddenly clung to her ear, and said sharply: "Don't look, the leader is talking to the gods, and he won't talk to you." He suddenly smiled secretly: "Why don't you also look at the sunshine here? ? Maybe I won’t see it again in the future.”