kingnovel Chapter 918 Tushan Nine-Tailed Fox V Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox
Chapter 918 Tushan Nine-Tailed Fox V Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox
The wind blows far away in the wild, the setting sun dyes the moon on the deserted steps. The moon on the deserted steps, time has passed and things have changed, and it is difficult to find any trace of it.
The lonely soul is silent in the empty courtyard, no smoke from cooking fires can be seen, leaving behind the old tracks. Lost in the old tracks, the vicissitudes of life are just a passing cloud, and a lonely figure stands on the ruins.
Tushan Xiaoya gazed at the scenes of Su Xiaoya's retrospection in time and space, and couldn't help but think of her sisters Tushan Yaya and Tushan Honghong. Her heart was torn and she felt so sad.
The world has changed dramatically. The old palace walls and ordinary alleys are no longer as they used to be. I am filled with sorrow all night long and have dreams that keep me awake.
A teardrop quietly slid down, like a light butterfly, fluttering onto the shadow of the red fox, as if touching some mysterious mechanism.
In an instant, the shadow of the red fox rushed away like an arrow, startling Tushan Xiaoya who was immersed in sadness.
The hero is at his end, his broken sword gleaming with frost on his hair, his battle robe still stained with dust. Where he once rode his horse and held his sword, today the empty courtyard is filled with falling flowers.
Stop, stop, stop!
Tushan Xiaoya collected her thoughts, put away her sadness about the passing of time, and sorted out her mood.
Some things, as long as you work hard and persevere, will eventually bear fruit. Now, strengthening yourself is the top priority.
Recalling Jianmu's earnest teachings in the scene just now, Tushan Xiaoya's heart was filled with emotion. She immediately chased the red fox's phantom like an arrow, and without stopping all the way, she finally arrived at a mysterious pit.
A broken bronze mirror lay at the bottom of the pit, like an antique covered in dust, exuding the vicissitudes of time.
The back of the mirror is engraved with a nine-tailed fox totem, as if whispering an ancient legend, but it was brutally split open by a sharp sword, leaving a shocking scar.
A drop of solidified golden divine blood hangs on the edge of the bronze mirror, like a dazzling pearl, emitting a refreshing sandalwood fragrance, as if it is a mysterious breath from ancient times.
The nine-tailed fox's fingertips gently touched the divine blood, and in an instant, a deafening ancient fox howl came to her ears, as if it was the roar of the "Sky Fox", the ancestor of Qingqiu, when he was fighting bloody battles in the war between gods and used a mirror to reflect the true form of the enemy. The sound traveled through time and space and lingered in Tushan Xiaoya's ears.
Sky Fox Ancestor!
Tushan Xiaoya was stunned. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the bronze mirror in her hand in disbelief, with an indescribable excitement welling up in her heart.
Isn't this the Qingqiu inheritance that Bai Yiyi has been looking for? This thought flashed through her mind like a shooting star in the night sky, making her so excited that she almost danced with joy.
Tushan Xiaoya took a deep breath, calmed her excitement, and then held the bronze mirror carefully as if it were a priceless gem.
A sword goes with a hero.
This was Qingqiu's opportunity. Even if she obtained it, she might not be able to cultivate to the pinnacle of cultivation. Qingqiu, you should appear before the world again.
After taking a few deep breaths, Tushan Xiaoya tried hard to suppress the waves in her heart and slowly walked back. Her steps were light and steady, as if every step carried heavy expectations and hopes.
Just as Tushan Xiaoya approached Bai Yiyi, the copper bell on Bai Yiyi's waist actually made a dull sound.
Bai Yiyi looked down at the copper bell on her waist, then looked up at Tushan Xiaoya. Has she met her destined person?
The sound of the bell also reached Tushan Xiaoya's ears. The sound seemed to have some kind of magic, attracting her to look in the direction of the sound.
Bai Yiyi was wearing a copper bell with a missing corner tied around his waist. The bell looked quite old, its surface was mottled, and a faint smell of copper rust could be smelled in the wind.
What’s even more special is that the broken corner of this copper bell seems to have been forcibly cut off by a sword.
Seeing that Tushan Xiaoya was also attracted by the broken bell, Bai Yiyi smiled slightly and took the bell directly and handed it to Tushan Xiaoya.
Tushan Xiaoya smiled.
Is this what great minds think alike?
Tushan Xiaoya was not polite and directly took the bell with the missing corner and handed the bronze mirror in her hand to Bai Yiyi.
Bai Yiyi was stunned by what he saw. Why was he still interacting with others like ordinary people, exchanging gifts and courtesies?
However, Bai Yiyi did not refuse and took it with a smile. Before Bai Yiyi could say anything more, the broken copper bell became louder and louder, more and more urgent, as if urging Tushan Xiaoya to hurry.
One is born, the second is cooked.
Tushan Xiaoya's heart moved slightly, and she no longer hesitated. She followed the sound of the bronze bell and moved forward.
Soon, they arrived in front of a tilted bronze chariot. All four wheels were broken, and hanging from the shaft was a fist-sized bronze bell, the original shape of the broken bell on his waist.
It’s a pity that the clapper is broken.
Tushan Xiaoya frowned slightly, but unexpectedly, the bell tongue grew fang-like teeth on its own when it sensed the breath, and directly cut Tushan Xiaoya's palm.
Feed the bell with blood!
Tushan Xiaoya's heart trembled suddenly. The copper bell with a missing corner still had its spiritual energy. It was like a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years and suddenly woke up!
The activated copper bell with a missing corner suddenly changed its tone, sounding like a low dragon roar, deafening and resounding through the sky.
Under the chariot, a dragon skeleton wearing remnant armor slowly opened its eyes that seemed to have been asleep for ten thousand years. A dark green soul fire burned in its skull, like a burning emerald, dazzling and brilliant.
It turned out to be the ancient Yinglong!
The ancient Yinglong, a key figure in the "Divine War to Patch the Sky and Control the Flood," fought alongside Tushan Jiaojiao, aiding Dayu in controlling the floods. Who could have foreseen that while protecting Qingyuan Star from foreign invaders, its horns were ruthlessly severed, and it perished here, weathering the vicissitudes of time?
Tushan Xiaoya's eyes couldn't help but become moist, and her heart was filled with sorrow.
Although Tushan Jiaojiao's era was far away from Tushan Xiaoya's, she had also heard of Tushan Jiaojiao's legend.
Who would have thought that the gods of that era, who were as bright as stars and extremely magnificent, would eventually rest in peace in this place where gods fell.
Unfortunately, no one knows where Tushan Yaya, Tushan Honghong and the others have ended up.
Tushan Xiaoya closed her eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but unfortunately, the depression in her chest was still filling up.
At this moment, Yinglong's soul fire suddenly floated into the copper bell like a green lightning, and the sound of the bell instantly turned into a "Tushan Soul-Controlling Bell" skill: using the bell to control the soul, using the soul to control the bones, and being able to summon the army of the Nine Netherworlds.
Tushan Xiaoya raised her hand, and the dragon skeleton slowly stood up as if given life. The broken armor seemed to have a spirit and automatically pieced together, turning into a mighty bone dragon mount.
In the gap of the dragon's horn, the copper bell is like an inlaid gem, shining with mysterious light, and the bell tongue seems to be the incarnation of the dragon's soul.
The bone dragon bowed its head, and Tushan Xiaoya stepped onto its back. The dark green flame reflected in its red eyes seemed to be the dark fire from the Nine Nether Hell - from then on, the Tushan Nine-tailed Fox clan could command the dead and be feared by the world!
Bai Yi watched Tushan Xiaoya just come back and run after the ringing sound. He really didn't know if Tushan Xiaoya was born to run around.
Bai Yiyi slowly shook his head, as if trying to shake off some thoughts from his mind. His hand trembled slightly as he raised the bronze mirror in his hand. The bronze mirror looked quite old, with mottled marks on the mirror surface, as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of time.
However, just as Bai Yiyi lifted the bronze mirror, something unexpected happened. He hadn't held back enough, and the mirror's edge, sharp as a knife, easily sliced his finger. A drop of bright red blood oozed from the wound, flowing down the mirror's veins.
This drop of blood seemed to possess some kind of magical power. It was quickly absorbed by the bronze mirror and merged into it. Then, a surprising scene occurred - the fragments of the bronze mirror seemed to be given life, automatically flying up and clinging tightly to Bai Yiyi's nine tails.
These fragments quickly merged on the Nine-Tailed Fox, transforming into nine shimmering mirror scales. Each mirror scale, like a mirror, clearly reflected a different scene: some depicted the resurrection of the Sky Fox, others the destruction of Qingqiu...
Bai Yiyi frowned slightly, closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and presented the nine scenes of the future in his mind one by one.
Then, without hesitation, he swung the sword in his hand, shattering these images of the future one by one.
As the last layer of the future was shattered, the bronze mirrors came together again, making a crisp sound.
When the bronze mirror was once again fully displayed in front of Bai Yiyi, it was no longer an ordinary bronze mirror, but had turned into a wordless heavenly book - "Nine Turns Heavenly Fox Mirror".
Bai Yiyi gently turned the pages of the book, and saw that as the pages turned, a mysterious power surged on his eighth tail.
Suddenly, his eighth tail quietly split, turning into two tails, one real and one virtual - one tail controls the power of illusion, and the other tail controls the real power.
Tushan Xiaoya returned riding a bone dragon and saw the wordless heavenly book in Bai Yiyi's hand. Her eyes were full of surprise. What surprised her even more was that Bai Yiyi had actually cultivated the legendary ten tails - the ten-tailed celestial fox.
Bai Yiyi smiled and showed her his new ability. The Ten Tails swayed gently, as if the power of illusion and truth was constantly changing and intertwining...
Suddenly, a strange wave of vibrations reached them, and the surrounding space began to distort. A mysterious figure slowly emerged from the distorted space, emitting a powerful yet sinister aura. It was the remnant spirit of the intruder from outside the domain.
"You have obtained these treasures, which can help me recover my strength!" The mysterious remnant soul sneered.
Tushan Xiaoya and Bai Yiyi looked at each other and instantly prepared for battle.
Tushan Xiaoya controlled the bone dragon, while Bai Yiyi waved her tails, and together they attacked the mysterious remnant soul. The roar of the bone dragon and the power of Bai Yiyi's tails intertwined, and a fierce battle began with the mysterious remnant soul.
In battle, they continued to use their newly acquired abilities and gradually gained the upper hand.
In the end, under the joint attack of the two, the mysterious remnant soul was completely eliminated and the space returned to peace.
Bai Yiyi and Tushan Xiaoya looked at each other, still feeling somewhat uncertain and doubtful - could it be that there really were still some remaining souls that had not been eliminated?