Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 134 The White King in Huangquan Kingdom

Listening to Zhou Xuan's lazy words that were a bit rogue, the woman did not answer directly.

She smiled softly, her pale golden clear eyes rippling with a light water color, and she stared at Zhou Xuan quietly without saying a word.

Being looked at by the giant monster who was thousands of years old, Zhou Xuan scratched his temples and turned over helplessly to get off the table.

"Okay, okay, I'll see you later then, bye!" He slumped his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets, and staggered toward the church door.

At the same time, Zhou Xuan's thoughts were still racing in his mind subconsciously, keeping vigilant while quickly integrating the existing information.

He clearly remembered that after he started the third violent blood attack, many bizarre scenes appeared in his mind.

It was like watching a complex film that mixed tragedy, war, drama, epic drama and historical drama.

And at the end of all the pictures is a holy and weird picture.

A young woman with white hair was nailed to a rusty bronze pillar, and the white clothes on her body were dyed a horrible color by the dirty and dark blood.

The woman's eyes were filled with blood and tears, but she was smiling lightly.

At this moment, after Zhou Xuan woke up, he really saw this woman, this terrifying Dragon King who was most likely the White King.

In this regard, a series of questions emerged in his mind.

Where exactly are you now?
  Why did he meet the White King after he suffered three bloodbaths?
  In what form does the White King exist now?
  Before, Lu Mingze and Odin, the King of Sky and Wind, didn't want to let themselves enter the third degree of violent blood prematurely. Was it because of the White King?

Why……

Numerous questions filled Zhou Xuan's mind, leaving him speechless for a while.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Xuan, who was confused, turned around and looked at the woman on the bronze pillar, showing a helpless smile.

"You don't have anything else to say to me? Or in fact, as soon as I walk out of the church, you will launch a sneak attack, eat me dry, wipe me clean, take my body and resurrect it, or something like that?"

Hearing this, the woman tilted her head slightly, her eyebrows were smiling, and her face was like a washed green mountain.

"Humans are really interesting animals."

"Life is obviously so short, lasting less than a hundred years, but they allow small and trivial thoughts to occupy their whole life."

"You also asked this question the last time you and I met. At that time, I didn't understand what seizing the body was, so I asked you the question."

"Then you gave me a long talk about the entire system of cultivating immortals, and later brought me a book."

Having said this, the woman paused, and her pale lips pursed into a nice arc, as if she was remembering something.

"Oh, by the way! The name of that book is "The Biography of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality", which is quite interesting."

Zhou Xuan:?
  Sisters, this style of painting is not quite right, is it?

You, a dragon king in a standard Western fantasy world, suddenly told me about the Eastern path of cultivation, and the sense of dissonance just exploded, okay?

And according to what you said before, we probably haven't seen each other for hundreds of years.

I came to you a hundred years ago with "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality"?
  Could it be that in my previous life, I was Lu Mingfei who returned from mortal life? ?
  Looking at Zhou Xuan's somewhat dull expression, the woman looked like a girl who had discovered an unknown beautiful flower, smiling innocently and purely.

"Okay, let's talk about other things next time."

"After you walk out of the church, you will see an endless path. If you keep walking along the path, you will return to the world."

"But remember, never look back at me."

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan felt a chill in his heart.

This situation was actually somewhat familiar, and it reminded him of a story in Japanese mythology.

It is said that the gods in Japanese mythology and even the major islands in Japan today were produced by the two original gods.

They are a brother and sister, the father god Izanagi and the mother god Izanami.

After the brother and sister got married, they gave birth to gods such as Ishitobi Kojin, Ishichabisaijin, Oto Hibetsujin, etc., and created Japan. But when giving birth to the God of Fire, the mother goddess Izanami was burned and became bedridden. She eventually lost her life and her soul returned to the land of hell.

The grief-stricken father-god Izanagi could not suppress his longing for his wife and chased her all the way to the Kingdom of Underworld.

In Huangquan Kingdom, Izanagi found his wife and said to her affectionately: "My dear wife, the land you and I created has not been completed yet. Please come back with me!"

Mother Goddess Izanami looked embarrassed, but she nodded solemnly: "Husband, since you came to me specifically, I will go back with you no matter what!"

"Husband, I will go to the main hall to discuss with the gods of Huangquan Kingdom, and then I will return to the world with you."

"But during this period, you must not look back at me!"

"Okay." Izanagi agreed happily, waiting for his beautiful wife to follow him back to the world.

However, a long time passed and Izanami still did not appear. Izanagi was really impatient with waiting.

He turned around and looked back towards the temple.

I saw a rotten and broken skeleton covered with maggots, a ferocious and disgusting flesh and blood skeleton sitting in front of a hazy bronze mirror. Maggot-ridden fingers were holding eyebrow pencil and powder, carefully painting their terrifying appearance. The face is carefully dressed.

But no matter how the skeleton is dressed up, it's all in vain.

Just like a horse, no matter how fast it is, can't outrun time, no matter how high-quality and expensive makeup is, it can't cover up the decay and aging caused by time.

Father God Izanagi suddenly understood that his beautiful wife had died long ago, leaving only an ugly and disgusting skeleton!

At that moment, Izanagi's love for his wife disappeared without a trace.

He was so frightened that he fled Huangquan Kingdom in a panic.

This time he never looked back.

In the main hall, the powder box slipped from Izanami's hand and hit the ground heavily, shattering into pieces, just like her sweet dream of returning to the world with her husband.

She stared blankly at the departing back of her beloved, white maggots falling one after another from the corners of her withered eyes.

……

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

In the history of the Dragon Clan, the White King behind him is the Japanese creation mother goddess, Izanami.

And just now, this Izanami said that this is the land of hell, and told herself never to look back at her...

hiss.

It seems like something might not be right.

How about... I try to look back?
  Ghostly and bold thoughts suddenly came to Zhou Xuan's mind.

But before he could take action, a chuckle sounded quietly.

"Tell me, if Izanami had known that she would end up like that, would she still choose to meet Izanagi under that flower tree?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xuan felt his eyes spinning, and the severe pain caused by the burn spread throughout his body again.

He has left the land of hell and returned to the world.

The waves hit the rocks, and the sound of breaking waves could be heard, followed by a subtle and strange sound of wind.

The moment he heard the sound of the wind, Zhou Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, rolled his body subconsciously, and ducked to the side.

He was too familiar with the sound of wind, the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air.

Someone is swinging a knife at me!

(End of this chapter)