Chapter 20 Chapter 20 White Lotus

On the other side of the holy lake of the sun. The white horse knelt down in the sunset. Di Jia picked up Acacia's cold body and gently placed it on the soft vine.He bent down, brushed away the messy hair on her face, pulled out the golden arrow from behind with his backhand, and inserted it deep into the ground above her head. The long arrow reflected a dazzling light, illuminating the dark earth. Acacia's eyes were blurred, as if she was too deep in the memories of her previous life and couldn't wake up. Pafanti's past life is an endless legend for thousands of years, how can Acacia's heart that is still nostalgic for the mortal world be able to bear it?

There was no expression in Di Jia's eyes.He slowly pulled a blooming vine, and bound Acacia's hands to the golden arrow. Acacia's long hair spread out like autumn clouds on the ground, but her pale face was unknowingly stained with a bright red color. Maybe it's the reflection of Xiaguang, maybe it's her sinking dream. Her whole body was soaked in clothes, which were tightly attached to her body.The last ray of sunlight between heaven and earth bloomed auspicious clouds on her body, embellishing this kind of beauty in the world even more thrilling. The goddess who practiced asceticism for love in the holy spring of ice and snow is nothing more than that.

Di Jia unbuttoned her messy clothes. Her body is like a lotus flower blooming in the autumn wind, as clean as jade and spotless. Tiga raised her pale jaw and kissed her soft lips wantonly.However, what surprised him was that the most intense thing in his heart at this moment was not the joy of being about to complete his achievements and completely awaken as a god, but lust. Frenzied and obsessed with lust. He was startled by the thought in his heart, the light in his crimson eyes danced, but he hesitated. At this time, Xiangsi suddenly turned her face sideways and coughed lightly, as if she had woken up from a nightmare.She looked at Di Jia in horror, not understanding her situation for a moment.

Di Jia also looked at her silently.The night wind was slightly cold, and the two confronted each other for a long time. Xiangsi struggled violently, and hissed: "Let me go..." Her hands were bound by vines, and as she struggled, her wrists turned red like Jiaorui due to the tighter and tighter binding.But in this reddish color, there are blue depressions drawn by vines in an extremely discordant manner, like a white lotus in the rain, and a hibiscus in the wind. As she struggled, the pulsating light of water flowed away on her nephrite-like skin, and every bump showed an extremely cruel and monstrous temptation.

But Di Jia's eyes gradually gathered crimson anger. Unexpectedly, after offering her the greatest horse sacrifice in the world, which moved the heavens and the earth and made the gods sigh, the first sentence she said was still "let go of her". Xiangsi's wrist has been punctured by vines, and blood is winding down her arms.And there was no pain on her face, only anger: "Let me go!" Di Jia's face gradually became indifferent and gloomy.With a wave of his hand, he slammed her down on the grass. Although the thick flower leaves above the vines are soft, the roots underneath are rough rhizomes with thorns.Xiangsi's body trembled heavily, and light marks were drawn on her fair skin.She frowned, and the blush on her face faded instantly, and her long, moist hair stuck to her pale cheeks, disheveled and powerless.

She hissed: "You said, forcing me is meaningless..." Her words suddenly froze in her throat, because she realized that the look of this person in front of her was so strange. His crimson eyes became extremely bewitching, like the red lotus in hell, and suddenly broke free from the seals of the gods.He suddenly reached out and grabbed her neck heavily, making her unable to speak anymore. A burst of suffocating pain welled up in her heart, and Xiangsi instinctively wanted to break free, but his body was firmly controlled by him.From his eyes, she could no longer see the attachment to divinity, but only desire—the desire to destroy and abuse.

Suddenly, his movements froze, and for a moment, a huge pain seemed to flash across his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. He seemed to be talking to himself: "The image of the three lives, I actually forgot about them... It's okay to lose, but I didn't expect that there are still people in the world who can break through the womb mandala formation and rebuild the Vajra mandala formation." My plan still fell through...the Holy King of the Wheel, I really underestimated him..." Xiangsi didn't know what he was talking about, but Di Jia's slight distraction gave her a chance to make a move.

Just now, she has quietly withdrawn the bracelet on her wrist.The cold ring quietly bloomed in her palm, like a flower full of thorns.She doesn't like pearls and jade, and the only decorations on her body are sharp weapons for self-defense at the last moment. Suddenly, a faint blue light jumped from between her fingers. One side of Di Jia's face, the blue light brushed across his forehead quickly.A faint mist of blood bloomed in the night wind, and fell silently, dripping onto Xiangsi's naked chest. There was silence all around, only the scarlet liquid dripping gently. Xiangsi was taken aback, she never thought that such a shallow wound would bleed so much blood.She looked up in surprise, only to see Dijialan's hair spread out, and a half-moon-shaped imprint on her forehead, which had been stained red with blood.

The remaining warmth in his eyes is also disappearing little by little, but the strong murderous intent fills the surroundings little by little with the faint bloody aura, and even the endless night seems to shrink back. She suddenly remembered that the seriously injured Snow Lion was under the imprint on his forehead.And what exactly is this mark sealed?Does it symbolize the power of Shiva's beast master, or seal Shiva's tyranny to destroy the universe? Di Jia raised his hand suddenly, and his white long sleeves flew up with the wind. The fierce murderous aura, like trillions of cold rays, had already pricked her skin.Acacia knew that she was no longer physically fit, so she closed her eyes.

With a cracking sound, the golden arrow stuck in the ground has been broken by him. He held half of the feather arrow in his hand, and the golden tip of the arrow shone brightly, casting it on Xiangsi's face.Although Xiangsi closed her eyes, she still felt the pain in her eyes. Brighter and brighter.Xiangsi could feel the sharp point of the arrow slowly descending from his hand, reaching the center of her brow. But at this moment, this person no longer has the slightest pity and love. All he wants is killing and destruction. Suddenly, the lake as quiet as a mirror behind him rolled up huge waves several feet high.Huge ripples appeared on the water surface, oscillating and expanding in all directions. Every oscillation was accompanied by a humming sound, as if even the air was smashed and thrown in all directions by an invisible force.

Dijia's face darkened, he let go of Acacia, turned and stared at Hubo. A loud animal howl came from the bottom of the water! The sky and the earth trembled, the last shadow of the setting sun vanished in an instant, the piercing cold wind roared, and the residual snow by the lake was blown up. For a moment, the snow and ice flew back, and the dark night had already fallen. The lake was spinning at a high speed, and suddenly sank in the middle. In the dark night, a figure seemed to be standing on a huge lotus platform, slowly rising from the water. The whole body of the lotus platform is pure white, spreading layer upon layer on the surface of the water. If you look closely, it is not a snowy lotus that grows without roots, but a giant white elephant, sinking and floating in the blue waves! The ferocity in the white elephant's eyes seems to have calmed down under the infiltration of the holy lake, and now there is only piety and awe, and it slowly swims to the opposite side of the lake with the person on its back. The night wind blows away the mist, half of the bright moon slightly reveals, and the figure on the back of the elephant gradually becomes clear. Although the visitor came with the night, his whole body was covered with a layer of faint brilliance. Although he came from the bottom of the lake, there was no trace of water on his clothes. The light blue shirt fluttered with the wind.It's just that standing quietly on top of the white elephant casually, but it is like a Yuan stopping Yue Zhi, making people dare not look at it. The demonic red in Dijia's eyes suddenly burned.He had never seen the man in front of him, but he had already guessed who he was. Originally, the Wang Youlan pool connected to the lake of twin births of the sun and the moon, and the five holy springs, and the underground waterway was long, so if one wanted to find a way out of it, it would take several days.And no one can stay underwater for more than two hours, not even with the world's strongest turtle's breathing technique. But Zhuo Wangsun got the guidance of Sun Yao.Because Ri Yao must not let Acacia die at the hands of Di Jia at this time, otherwise the blood of the three blue birds will never be able to gather. So in less than half an hour, he found this place. The two are like the two reflections of gods in the holy lake of the sun and the moon. Through thousands of years of time and space, they finally meet through thousands of karma, but they can only look at each other from a distance and have an endless confrontation.And this world is destroyed, reborn, and then destroyed and reborn in their confrontation for thousands of eons. Xiangsi suddenly lost her voice: "Sir!" She tried her best to free herself from the vines in her hands. Di Jia didn't look back at her, just waved his hand lightly, and a burst of energy penetrated from between her eyebrows, Xiangsi passed out on the grass silently. Under the faint moonlight, Zhuo Wangsun's face was cloudy and he said, "Let her go." The red in Di Jia's eyes became deeper and deeper, revealing a strange cruelty and tyranny. He smiled and said, "I want to save her—then defeat me." The stronger one wins, this is an eternal rule no matter for humans or gods. Zhuo Wangsun looked at him for a moment, then said calmly: "In that case, let's make a move." Dijia raised his right hand, and with his five fingers closed together, a ray of water swished away from the restraint of the lake surface and flew towards his palm.He stared at the water droplets between his fingers, and said with a serious smile: "You come to Le Shenglun Palace—the water of the holy lake must not be stained with human blood." Zhuo Wangsun remained silent, and suddenly raised his hand, a huge wave that swept mountains and seas swirled up from under him, and with boundless energy, it climbed and rolled, and it kept growing and growing, just like a dragon god raining, turning bigger and bigger. When we reached the shore, there was already a loud booming sound, and it turned into a mad dragon, soaring towards Di Jia! Dijia didn't dodge or evade, the wild dragon rolled up the sky and waves, covering the entire shore, like a huge whirlpool in the air! In the splashing water, Dijia was seen hugging Acacia.In an instant, the figures of the two were blurred and disappeared into the water and night.The huge wave still rushed towards the shore, after a violent tremor, there was a buzzing sound between the sky and the earth, the same sound was endless, the sky was full of water droplets, like a rainstorm pouring down. There was no one on the shore. Zhuo Wangsun has seen this kind of escapism many times in the mandala teaching.It's just that this time it's faster and stronger, without any external force. The land on the shore was also swept away by the huge waves just now, tearing a long crack, but the surroundings are silent and the moonlight is light, where is the road to Le Shenglun Palace? Zhuo Wangsun stared at the inconspicuous land on the shore.It was covered with vines, and it seemed to be indistinguishable from the surrounding land.But he seemed to have a dark feeling in his heart that the passage of Le Shenglun Palace was right here. He suddenly backhanded and hit the ground.There was a loud rumbling sound, and the earth couldn't help trembling.Debris flew, and one side of the land seemed to collapse, revealing a huge entrance several feet square. There was a choking smell of dust, and the pit was full of silt and gravel, making it extremely filthy, and it was impossible to see where the way out was. This tunnel seemed to have been abandoned for nearly a hundred years. Zhuo Wangsun was about to go in, but the white elephant had already landed on the shore at some point, and he rushed towards the pit unsteadily.Its huge body stepped out of two rows of deep pits on the ground. When it reached the pit, it buried its head, stomped its nose and stomped its feet, and its only long tooth kept pushing away the boulders blocking the passage. Clear out a line for the passage of objects.Seeing that the dust accumulated on the walls of the passage had loosened, the white elephant arched in with its whole body. It was so huge and powerful that it pushed open the closed tunnel again, roaring and roaring all the way forward. The tunnel itself seems to be extremely wide, the walls are originally made of diamond rock, after the white elephant squeezed away the mud and dust, it was barely able to pass through.It seems that this passage itself was purposely set up by Lord Shiva thousands of years ago. The white elephant moved forward for a while, after all these decades of intoxication made its body fatter a lot.It was easy at first, but then the white elephant's body fat was firmly squeezed, and its thick skin was also ground to blood by the stone wall.Although the white elephant is a divine beast, it couldn't help moaning under such painful torture.However, it was still moving forward quickly, stopping its movements from time to time, looking back at Zhuo Wangsun, lowering its eyebrows and bowing its head, whimpering loudly, as if it was waiting or flattering. No one could have imagined that this giant elephant would be so obedient to this enemy. A moment ago, it wanted to tear it apart and then quickly. Zhuo Wangsun went straight in. The white elephant continued to open the way ahead. Although it was in unbearable pain, it still carefully flattened the ground and the walls with its bleeding body, for fear that the mud would get on Zhuo Wangsun. The white elephant is not crazy, on the contrary, the stupid gaze in the underground palace has long since disappeared, and its eyes have become extremely clear, full of sincere awe and joy.It seemed that the person it was facing was the incarnation of gods and Buddhas, the master it had been waiting for thousands of years.For this master, there is nothing to be afraid of, let alone the hatred of broken teeth and the pain of skin peeling? The tunnel stretches far into the distance, seemingly without end. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the white elephant suddenly stopped, roared, knelt down with trembling front hooves, its head lay on the ground, and its throat rumbled. Zhuo Wangsun lit the fire. In front of him is a huge statue of Shiva. Shiva, the majestic and compassionate god, holds Sati's body and dances sadly in the universe.Under the radiance of the sun and the moon at the same time, God's face is so dazzling that people can't see clearly, and the flying rhythm of the tandala dance seems to break through the air. The story has been read many times, however, the image of Shiva in this picture is different from the past, the sad and indifferent face looks more like a person than the grotesque posture of gods and demons. This person may be more like Di Jia, or more like himself.Zhuo Wangsun stopped thinking about it. The white elephant trembled on the ground, and dared not move forward for a long time. Zhuo Wangsun looked at it for a while, then shot suddenly! The divine image turned into pieces of dark yellow debris in the wind of his invisible palm, falling down one after another. Behind the idol, there is a dark light, it seems that there is the end of the passage.