The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 321 Rubbings of Hebo River Map
"Zhuangzi" said about the Yellow River: "When the autumn water comes, the river is filled with hundreds of rivers. The Jingliu is so big that between the two cliffs, there is no distinction between cattle and horses."

As a huge river that gave birth to half of the ancient Chinese civilization, the breadth and vastness of the Yellow River are incomparable to ordinary rivers. Ancient Chinese often refer to the Yellow River with the word "he", so that we can get a glimpse of the vastness of the Yellow River from this one.

Si Xuan wanted to go west, and took Fenghua and Tu Shanmei, a little fox from the Tushan fox tribe, to go westward against the Yellow River, visiting many famous mountains and sacred lands under the sages' formation along the way.

The origin of the Yellow River is not small. It is a branch of the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountains. Si Xuan and others walked along the river and found that there were monks in many pavilions, Taoist temples, and temples in the Yellow River Basin. Dao, although not strong, is always thriving.

"As expected of the leader of hundreds of rivers and the mother of thousands of dragons, the Yellow River dragon veins can have such a large scale even in such a world of unimaginable spirits. If they return to the great world, they may soon catch up with the super dragon veins of Qinling."

Today, Si Xuan sat casually by the bank of the Yellow River, watching the hundreds of miles wide river rushing in front of him, the sound of the waves was deafening, and a faint dragon breath rose up, and then quickly merged into the river.

"What the ancestors said, and my great-grandmother also said that only ancient dragon veins like the Yellow River can breed the essence of dragon veins in this era, and no other dragon veins can." The little fox demon Tu Shanmei imitated Standing beside Si Xuan decently, he sighed.

She looks like she is in her early twenties, with a pretty face and a graceful figure. She is dressed in a white fairy dress that gives her an ethereal fairy air, and the big furry ears on the top of her head make her a little more agile and playful.

"Little fox knows a lot, and you have also completed the four extremes. After breaking into the secret realm of transforming dragons, you need a lot of dragon marrow. If you don't have enough dragon marrow to assist you, you can only waste time honestly." Because of the emperor's reason, Si Xuan regarded her as her in-law's niece and took good care of her along the way.

"Well, I heard that normal cultivation in the Dragon Transformation Realm would take at least five or six hundred years to complete. With the help of dragon marrow, it would only take a few decades. Ancestor, you have already recognized me as a little relative, can you? Help Meimei find some dragon marrow?" Tu Shanmei looked at Si Xuandao pitifully with mist in her big eyes.

Walking from Luoshui to the Yellow River, after a few days, she has gotten to know Fenghua and Sixuan well, knowing that there is a great sage of the monster clan who provided Fenghua with many cultivation needs, and she couldn't be more envious.

"I said earlier that I will reward you with something nice later. As long as you make me happy these few days, how can I treat you badly?" Si Xuan laughed.

"Okay!" Tu Shanmei swiftly ran behind Si Xuan, and raised a pair of small fists to beat him on the back. Although she was not deeply involved in the world, she had long practiced the ability to flatter her elders.

The three of them traveled upstream slowly along the Yellow River, and Si Xuan was very interested in the dragon veins of the Yellow River, because the dragon horse that sent the river map to Emperor Fuxi came along the Yellow River, and he also wanted to find some ancient Taoism inheritance on this big river.

A few days later, Sixuan and the others were walking along the banks of the Yellow River, when they suddenly encountered a water area with unusually rough waters. Looking carefully, the river surface here was also very wide, as wide as nearly a thousand miles. It was really like a huge sea. less than marginal.

"Journey to the West says that Monk Sha's dojo is a quicksand river with a width of [-] miles. I have never been to the quicksand river, but such a wide river looks really scary." After passing the earth, I can't help but exclaim at this time.

Si Xuan's divine eyes glowed, and he warned: "This river basin is strange, the surface is extremely turbulent, but the water is calm and calm. I am afraid that there may be a dragon palace left by the ancient holy dragon. Let me look for it."

"Dragon Palace?" Fenghua and Tu Shanmei looked at each other in surprise, and then they all closed their mouths. There have been no dragon descendants in the earth's practice world for many years, and the Dragon Palace left by the ancient sage is enough to make their hearts move.

"Crash!"

Si Xuan observed the water vapor above the Yellow River for a long time, and there was a flicker between his brows. A pair of blue Taoist map exuded a hazy blue light, turned into a thousand-mile size, and lay across the banks of the Yellow River.

Looking at the fairy golden picture that covered the sky and the sun, Tu Shanmei's pair of white fox ears couldn't help trembling, her elegance was about the same, and the aura of the holy soldier was too terrifying, beyond what they could imagine at this level.

"Who is good at the Hebo Dojo?"

At this time, fluctuations at the level of a saint came from the depths of the Yellow River, and a blue stone tablet burst out of the river, turning into a size of a hundred miles. confrontation.

"It turned out to be the Hebo Dojo, Taiyin Sixuan, I accidentally disturbed you." Sixuan looked with divine eyes, and there was a dragon tortoise entrenched on the blue stone tablet, which was a thousand feet in size and high in Taoism, reaching the Second Heaven of Xiantai.

He thought about it for a while, pointed out, released a little coercion of the saint, captured the old dragon tortoise in an instant, and suppressed it together with the blue stone tablet on the fairy gold map.

"Senior, please forgive me. I am the orthodox descendant of Master He Bo. I have never done harm to the world!" The old dragon tortoise lost its soul in an instant, but it didn't expect this kind and strong man to attack suddenly. It had no room to fight back. He was disarmed.

"I didn't want to hurt your life," Si Xuan threw the old turtle out with a smile, and threw the blue stone tablet into its arms. Where did it come from?"

Hearing this, Tu Shanmei and Feng Hua also came up to check it out. The dao pattern on the back of this old dragon turtle is indeed extraordinary. At first glance, it looks like the traces of years eroded by wind and rain. Only when you look carefully, you can find that this thing is actually the same as the Fengzu's gossip. The pattern is almost the same, pointing directly to the origin of the avenue.

The old dragon tortoise took the path of demon cultivation without transforming into a shape. It turned into a size of one foot, stood up, and led Si Xuan and the others into the Yellow River. At the bottom of the river, there was a rather magnificent crystal palace with carved beams and painted buildings. The painting and engraving of the birth of nine sons and the stars in the sky is magical and extraordinary.

Awed by Si Xuan's unfathomable cultivation, the old dragon turtle had a very respectful attitude, and said, "If you go back to the saint, the little demon is originally a spirit turtle, and what he has learned all his life comes from the inheritance of the sage of He Bo, and the stele is also the master of the sage." left."

"Uncle He?" Si Xuan frowned, "Could it be the ancient sage who was in charge of the Yellow River Basin in the pre-Qin period?"

Dragon Turtle nodded and said: "Yes, Master Hebo is a Dragon Tortoise in ancient times. When he was young, he saw the figures of the stars and gods on the Hetu, and what is depicted on the sacred tablet is the rubbings of the Hetu."

Si Xuan nodded, the dragon tortoise is also known as Baxia, and according to legend, it is a divine beast that carries the stele. It seems that the pre-Qin He Bo had indeed seen the map of the river before he could imprint the thousands of stars on the stele in detail.

Hearing the word Hetu, Fenghua immediately became interested: "Senior, do you know where Hetu is?"

The old dragon tortoise looked up at Si Xuan, spread his two big paws and said, "I don't know, Mr. Hebo has not been able to get the river map even if he is close to the saint king's cultivation level, and the little demon has never seen it."

It led the three of them to the depths of the Crystal Palace, where a tortoise shell was enshrined, but it was more than ten feet high, and there was a star-like engraving on the back, which seemed to cover the changes of the galaxy. It was not a weapon for attacking, but it was even more powerful. .

"This is the shell that fell off when the sage of Hebo was sanctified. The inscriptions on it are the real rubbings of the river map, please sage to taste it." The old dragon turtle said cautiously.

In front of the tortoise shell is a series of large seal characters commonly used in the Zhou Dynasty. Si Xuan could only understand it with the help of the dragon tortoise. What was written on it was the source of Hetu Luoshu.

The He Bo in the pre-Qin period speculated that this artifact came from a perfect holy spirit in the ancient times. The Luoshu river map was obtained by the ancestors of the human race after the fall of the holy spirit. ability.

"Thank you very much. When I come back from the west, I will search for the treasure. If I succeed, I will definitely show it to fellow Taoists." Si Xuan nodded.

"Sage Gao Yi!" The old dragon turtle hurriedly bowed.

(End of this chapter)