bioinnovel Chapter 269 Kunlun Dragon Vein, Remains of the Ancestral Dragon!
Chapter 269 Kunlun Dragon Vein, Remains of the Ancestral Dragon!
The somersault cloud pierced the sky, speeding towards western China.
Above the clouds, Pigsy held the unconscious Su Fan tightly, while Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged to the side, enveloped in a continuous Buddhist light, but his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
"Master, Su Fan's aura is getting weaker and weaker!"
Pigsy was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
Sun Wukong's fiery eyes swept over Su Fan, and he said in a deep voice:
"Master's Buddha light can only keep him alive until his last breath; we must get to Kunlun as soon as possible!"
Lin Qingge knelt beside Su Fan, holding his cold hands in her own, tears silently streaming down her face.
"Teacher Su Fan, you promised to take me to see the Yellow River flowing into the sea and to see the Great Wall winding... You can't go back on your word."
The mark of the Heavenly Queen between her eyebrows glowed faintly, and the power of the Sea Essence slowly flowed into Su Fan's body through her palm.
However, this power was incompatible with the aura of the Nine Provinces Cauldron within Su Fan's body, and instead caused a violent rejection.
"Qingge, stop!" Tang Sanzang shouted. "Your Sea God power clashes with his human energy; forcibly infusing it will only hasten his death!"
Lin Qingge hurriedly withdrew her strength, her face turning even paler: "Then... what should we do?"
"Wait." Sun Wukong looked westward, his golden cudgel in hand.
"Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains. If they can't save him there, I, Old Sun, will go find those immortals and do whatever it takes to bring Su Fan back."
As they spoke, the mountains rose and fell below the clouds.
Kunlun Mountains in western China.
Upon arriving at Kunlun Mountain, the three shattered cauldrons in Su Fan's arms trembled simultaneously!
Om-!
A bluish light emanated from the cracks in the cauldron, and three beams of bluish light extended like silk threads, pointing towards a certain direction deep within the Kunlun Mountains.
"The cauldron is guiding us!" Pigsy exclaimed joyfully. "Follow the light!"
Following the blue light, the somersault cloud flew towards the depths of Kunlun.
The further in you fly, the more precipitous the mountains become.
As they spoke, the blue light guided them to the deepest part of the Kunlun Mountains.
It was a secluded valley surrounded by seven mountain peaks.
In the valley, there is a deep pool with a diameter of 100 meters.
The pool water was as black as ink, bottomless, and exuded a chilling aura.
The blue light was pointing directly to the bottom of the pool.
"In here?" Pigsy peered inside, shivering. "This water... how can it be even more terrifying than the demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds?"
Tang Sanzang's expression changed drastically: "This is... the Dragon Burial Pool!"
"Buried in the Dragon Pool?" Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie looked at Tang Sanzang at the same time.
"This humble monk has heard the Buddha say that in ancient times, the ancestral dragon perished, and its corpse fell to Kunlun. Its blood soaked the earth, forming this pool."
Tang Sanzang's voice was solemn.
"The pool contains the death energy of the ancestral dragon, which can corrode all things, and even immortals and gods cannot cross it."
"Why did that cauldron lead us here?" Pigsy asked anxiously. "Isn't this just making Su Fan die even faster?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the three cauldrons in Su Fan's arms suddenly broke free!
Three cracked cauldrons floated above the Dragon Burial Pool, their blue light growing ever stronger.
Then, an unbelievable scene unfolded—
The pitch-black pool water began to churn!
Glug, glug...
A whirlpool forms in the center of the pool.
The whirlpool grew larger and larger, and the water in the pool parted to the sides, revealing a staircase leading to the bottom of the pool!
The steps are neither stone nor jade, but are constructed from some kind of black skeleton, with ancient dragon patterns carved on each step.
"This is..." Sun Wukong activated his Fiery Eyes of Truth at full power, looking down into the pool. "A dragon's spine as a ladder! What a grand scheme!"
Tang Sanzang suddenly realized.
"The cauldron is calling upon the dragon vein. The Nine Provinces Cauldron guides Su Fan into the core of the dragon vein, allowing him to heal his injuries with the legacy of the ancestral dragon!"
"Then what are we waiting for!" Pigsy picked up Su Fan and was about to rush down the slope.
Tang Sanzang stopped him.
"Wait! Although the Dragon Burial Pool has opened, the deathly aura has not dissipated. Bajie, you cultivate the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique, which is of the Yang nature. If you enter this deadly place, your cultivation will be suppressed by more than half."
"Wukong, although you are indestructible, your stone monkey body is incompatible with the dragon race, so there is a risk in going down there."
He looked at Lin Qingge: "Benefactor Qingge, you are a descendant of the Sea God, your source of water is connected to the dragon vein, but your injuries have not yet healed..."
"I'll go." Lin Qingge said without hesitation, "I can feel the pool water calling to me."
Indeed, the mark of the Heavenly Queen between her eyebrows was emitting a soft blue light at this moment, resonating with the pool water in some way.
"No," Su Fan suddenly said weakly.
He had woken up at some point, his eyes barely open a crack, his voice barely audible:
"Qingge...we can't go...this pool...something's not right..."
"Teacher Su Fan!" Lin Qingge exclaimed in surprise.
"Listen to me..." With each word Su Fan uttered, a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth. "At the bottom of the pool... there's something... crying..."
cry?
Everyone was taken aback.
Sun Wukong used his Fiery Eyes of Truth, no longer just glancing at it briefly, but staring intently at the bottom of the pool.
This time, he saw through the layers of deathly aura and saw the scene deep at the bottom of the pool.
There is a dragon skeleton there that is unimaginably huge!
The dragon's head faces east, and its tail faces west, stretching for thousands of miles and almost running through the entire Kunlun Mountains.
Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed with golden light, piercing through the layers of deathly aura, his voice heavy with emotion:
"The dragon bone... is broken."
"The crying is coming from the dragon's head." Su Fan's perception became increasingly clear. "She's calling for help."
Looking at the bottomless black water, Lin Qingge stepped onto the dragon spine staircase without any hesitation.
The moment her toes touched the black bone, the pool water seemed to sense something. Instead of corroding her, it transformed into clusters of pale blue water lilies, supporting her body.
"Teacher Su Fan, I'll take you downstairs."
Lin Qingge carried Su Fan on her back and walked down step by step.
Sun Wukong and the other deities guarded the mouth of the pool, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.
After all, this place is the ancestor of all mountains. Although it is a place of vitality, it has also bred countless evil spirits that covet the dragon's aura due to the break in the mythology.
As you descend the steps to the bottom of the pool, the pressure increases exponentially.
But this pressure is not directed at the physical body; it strikes directly at the soul.
The three fragments of the cauldron in Su Fan's sea of consciousness sensed the aura of the dragon vein and began to rotate on their own, absorbing the death energy that surged in and transforming it into human fortune to nourish Su Fan.
Su Fan's originally withered skin began to glow with a rosy hue, and although his white hair did not turn back into black hair, it gained a more crystalline texture.
At the bottom of the pool, the dragon's head resembles a mountain.
Sitting at the dragon's mouth was a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old.
She was wearing a tattered blue dress, holding a cracked bead in her hands, and sobbing with her head down.
Every time a cry is heard, the Kunlun Mountains tremble.
"You are... the spirit of the dragon vein?"
With Lin Qingge's support, Su Fan managed to stand up.
The little girl raised her head, two faint blue flames flickering in her eye sockets.
Upon seeing the Nine Cauldrons fragments floating above Su Fan's head, she was first stunned, then burst into tears and threw herself into Su Fan's arms.
"Waaaaah... Yu the Great... you're finally back... Ah Qing has been waiting for you for so long..."
Su Fan felt a heavy weight in his heart.
He knew that this was not a call to him, but a call to the owner of the Nine Provinces Cauldron.
Yu the Great cast nine tripods to pacify the nine provinces, in order to help the First Emperor repair the broken backbone and continue the Chinese civilization.
"I am not Yu the Great, but I brought them back."
Su Fan gently stroked the little girl's head.
The little girl wiped away her tears and handed the cracked bead in her hand to Su Fan:
"The Dragon Ball is shattered, and Aqing can't reconnect with the Dragon Vein. Those evil spirits outside the mountain have been stealing Aqing's power, and Aqing is in so much pain."
Su Fan looked at the dragon ball. It turned out that the power contained within it was enough to reshape the universe, but now it was dull and lifeless.
"Qingge, lend me your divine power. We must help China reconnect with this vital organ!"
Lin Qingge nodded emphatically.
She sat down cross-legged, and the Queen of Heaven's mark erupted in full force.
At the bottom of the Dragon Burial Pool, the originally dark waters were illuminated by azure light.
Lin Qingge gathered all her divine power into a thin, long stream of water, which she then connected to the Dragon Ball.
Su Fan then mobilized all the humanistic energy within his body, and the divine pattern between his brows shone brightly.
"rise!"
The three fragments of the Nine Cauldrons roared out, transforming into three towering phantoms that firmly wedged themselves into the broken part of the Ancestral Dragon's spine.
At that moment, Su Fan felt as if his bones were about to break.
How immense is the pressure exerted by the dragon vein?
That carries the weight of five thousand years of civilization!
Su Fan gritted his teeth and endured it, blood beads spilling from his body.
Seeing Su Fan's appearance, A Qing suddenly transformed into a beam of azure light and rushed into the Dragon Pearl:
"Ah Qing will help you!"
With the guidance of the dragon vein spirit, the berserk power became much smoother.
The shadows of the three tripods took root at the fracture point, and the blue light flowed like molten lava, stitching the broken spine together inch by inch.
Meanwhile, atop Kunlun Mountain.
The once silent void was suddenly filled with thunder.
But this is not a calamity, but a cloud of merit that has vanished for ten thousand years!
Golden arcs of electricity rolled through the clouds, a sign that heaven and earth were celebrating the rebirth of the dragon vein.
However, at this critical moment of restoration, strange phenomena suddenly occurred outside Kunlun Mountain.
Countless extraterrestrial demons, born from the mythological gap, sensed the leakage of dragon energy and condensed into a dark cloud that blotted out the sky, pressing down on Kunlun.
"If the dragon veins of China are restored, we extraterrestrial demons will have nowhere to stand!"
A mournful cry echoed from within the dark clouds.
"court death!"
Sun Wukong frowned, his golden cudgel growing longer in the wind, transforming into a colossal pillar ten thousand feet tall.
"I, Old Sun, am here! Let's see who dares to take a step forward!"
Pigsy, wielding his nine-toothed rake, swept up piles of remaining snow.
"A bunch of scum who can't stand the light of day, what kind of skill is it to take advantage of someone in distress!"
Battle broke out.
Sun Wukong fought alone against several projections of celestial demons, causing the heavens and earth to lose their color.
Sensing the call of the ancestral mountain, divine warriors from all over China rushed to Kunlun.
"Advisor Su is saving the dragon vein down there; even if we die, we will protect Kunlun!"
Just as the defense line was under strain, a dragon's roar that resounded throughout the world came from the bottom of the Dragon Burial Pool!
hold head high--!!!
This dragon's roar pierced through the shackles of time.
All the deathly aura transformed into auspicious energy at that moment.
Deep at the bottom of the pool, the ancestral dragon's spine was completely reconnected.
Su Fan felt an indescribable force surge from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
He not only regained the lifespan he had lost, but also experienced a profound transformation.
That is a resonance with the brilliant era of immortals before the mythological break.
Su Fan suddenly stood up.
His aura now completely overshadows the auspicious clouds in the sky.
With a wave of his hand, the three fragments of the Nine Cauldrons were completely restored under the nourishment of the Dragon Pearl. Even the Xuzhou Cauldron, which had been lost, sensed the call of the Dragon Vein and transformed into a golden light that broke through the sky.
The four tripods gather together to suppress the four extremes!
Su Fan took a step forward and stood atop Kunlun Mountain.
Looking at the sky filled with evil spirits, he remained calm and simply raised one hand.
"Since you're here, stay and become nourishment for the dragon vein."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four illusory images of the Nine Cauldrons sealed off the four directions.
Those arrogant demons couldn't even let out a scream before being shattered by the aura of the Nine Cauldrons, turning into pure energy that seeped into the earth.
Heaven and earth are silent.
Su Fan turned around, looked at Sun Wukong and Tang Sanzang, and bowed.
"Great Sage, Master, the Dragon Vein has been restored."
He looked into the distance, where the myriad worlds were shrouded in mist.
"The vanished immortals and gods, the shattered Southern Heavenly Gate... I will find them all one by one."
The dragon vein has been revived, and the nine tripods have returned to their rightful place.
Lin Qingge's originally severely injured body was instantly healed, and the mark between her eyebrows transformed into a crown with flowing water.
The echoes of the dragon's roar from Kunlun Mountain have not yet faded, and the spiritual energy of the entire land of China has been revived like a great tide.
Countless Chinese divine warriors broke through to new heights.
Su Fan stood on the clouds, feeling the four Nine Provinces Cauldrons rising and falling in his sea of consciousness.
"Although the dragon vein continues, the Heavenly Dao is still incomplete." Tang Sanzang arrived on the wind, his expression solemn.
"Su Fan, do you know why immortals and gods have vanished for ten thousand years, and even their lineages have been severed?"
Su Fan looked eastward, where a mountain was piercing through the clouds, exuding an ancient and heavy aura.
"It's because of the Investiture of the Gods," Su Fan said slowly.
Sun Wukong, carrying his golden cudgel, chuckled:
"That's right, that's part of the reason. That list locked away the true spirits of most of the gods and Buddhas back then; those gods were captured by the Investiture of the Gods after the war of the gods."
"As long as the Investiture of the Gods is found, all these Chinese deities can return!"
Su Fan nodded, then said loudly:
"Let's go to Mount Tai."
As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, the four cauldrons resounded, and golden light swept up everyone, transforming into a long rainbow that stretched from east to west, heading straight for Mount Tai.
Mount Tai, since ancient times, has been the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains, serving as an altar for communication between the mortal world and the heavens.
When Su Fan and his group landed on Jade Emperor Peak, they found it not filled with the expected celestial aura, but instead shrouded in a layer of hazy mist.
The mist carried an air of decay and desolation, as if this were a forgotten tomb forgotten by time.
"The space here is folded."
Lin Qingge walked at the front. She inherited the water god status from Mazu, and her origin was extremely sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual energy.
"The real Taishan Temple has been buried in the cracks of time."
Su Fan reached out his hand, his fingertips touching the layer of gray mist.
In an instant, countless mournful roars exploded in my ears.
He saw countless celestial generals and their remnants, clad in armor, wandering the battlefield, before being captured by the Investiture of the Gods.
"These are the guards who fell when the Heavenly Court collapsed."
Sun Wukong, unusually abandoning his usual playful demeanor, slammed his golden cudgel down heavily. "Damn it, who sealed this place?"
Su Fan remained silent and summoned the Xuzhou Cauldron.
The cauldron of Xuzhou, the main pillar of the earth, casts a golden light, like a giant umbrella opening up the gray mist.
As the fog dissipated, the ruins of a magnificent yet dilapidated temple came into view.
In the very center of the temple stands a huge stone tablet.
The stone tablet was blank, yet it exuded a murderous intent that sent shivers down one's spine.
"This should be the vessel for the Investiture of the Gods."
Su Fan walked up to the stone tablet and found it covered with dense scratches.
"To activate the Investiture of the Gods, we need to use the fortune of the Nine Provinces as a guide to reshape the divine positions." Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together.
"But doing so will attract the attention of those extraterrestrial evil gods. Su Fan, are you ready?"
Su Fan calmly gazed at the stone tablet: "From the moment I took over the first Nine Cauldrons, I had no intention of turning back."
He bit his finger and wrote the character "封" (seal) heavily on the stone tablet.
Boom—!
Mount Tai trembled violently, as if the entire mountain had come to life.
Four Nine Provinces Cauldrons flew out from Su Fan's body and stood at the four corners of the temple, their azure divine light intertwining to form a huge array.
"In my name, I summon the destiny of the nine provinces and bestow divine titles!"
Su Fan's voice echoed throughout the mountains.
Just then, the void cracked open, and countless pale white claws emerged from the cracks.