PDLP Chapter 222 Spiritual Root Breaks Through the Soil, Cherry Blossoms Crack in the Sky
Chapter 222 Spiritual Root Breaks Through the Soil, Cherry Blossoms Crack in the Sky
Qingfeng Temple.
Inside the room, Li Jun was still sitting cross-legged on the bed.
Inside the dantian, the golden bead was slowly rotating.
With each rotation, it solidifies a little more.
With each rotation, it grows stronger.
Meanwhile, the surrounding spiritual energy continued to surge wildly into his body.
The spiritual energy passed through the skin and meridians, eventually converging in the dantian and being absorbed by the golden bead.
The more spiritual energy the bead absorbs, the stronger the light it emits.
Gradually, the light shone through Li Jun's body and illuminated the entire room.
Everything in the room was bathed in golden light.
Tables, chairs, walls, ceiling...
They were all dyed gold.
The golden light grew brighter and brighter.
then……
It began to spread outwards.
Pass through the wall.
Go through the window.
Pass through the roof.
The entire Qingfeng Temple was enveloped in golden light.
The old Taoist priest sat in the courtyard, looking at everything around him, stunned.
Those mottled blue tiles, bathed in golden light, became as smooth and warm as jade.
The withered trees seemed to come back to life in the golden light.
Even the bluestone slabs on the ground gleamed with a faint luster.
The entire Taoist temple has transformed into a celestial palace.
The old Taoist priest watched all this, opened his mouth as if to say something.
But he didn't say anything.
He just sat there, looking at everything around him, his eyes filled with awe.
In the water tank, the golden light on the dragonfish and the golden light of the Taoist temple complemented each other.
Its body is undergoing some kind of strange change.
The scales are falling off one by one.
Where the scales have fallen off, new scales are growing.
Those new scales were golden.
A pure gold color.
As if cast from gold.
In the corner of the yard, the seed finally sprouted.
A tender green sprout emerged from the soil.
The bud was small and tender, but it looked exceptionally vibrant in the golden light.
It trembled slightly, as if it were stretching its body.
Then, it began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One inch.
Two inches.
Three inches.
It quickly grew to about a foot tall.
The vines began to twine around, and the leaves began to unfurl.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
Each leaf gleamed with a faint sheen.
The old Taoist priest looked at the vine, then at the dragon fish in the water tank, and then at Li Jun's tightly closed door.
Then he smiled.
"That brat..."
He shook his head and picked up his teacup.
There was no tea left in the teacup.
But he still picked it up and made a drinking motion.
Then he continued to sit there and watch it all.
He watched as the small Taoist temple where he had lived for eighty years underwent tremendous changes.
He watched as his apprentice rose to a height he could never have imagined.
In the old Taoist priest's eyes, there was satisfaction, pride, and a hint of...
An indescribable feeling.
"Master."
He spoke softly.
"Did you see that?"
"Your grand-disciple has really made something of himself."
A night breeze blew by, causing the red lanterns on the eaves to flutter.
In the golden light, the pair of red lanterns stood out vividly, as if responding to something.
……
at the same time.
Just as countries and organizations around the world were shocked by the energy fluctuations in the direction of Daxia, another thing also caught their attention.
Strange phenomena began to appear in those ancient holy sites hidden in various places.
Mount Olympus.
This dwelling place of the gods in Greek mythology is undergoing a strange transformation.
Thunderclouds were gathering faintly above the mountaintop.
Those thunderclouds were not ordinary clouds; they were golden, shimmering with a faint flash of lightning.
Within the thunderclouds, some enormous outlines could be vaguely seen.
Some look like palaces, some like statues of gods, and some... like human figures.
Andreas, the leader of the Greek Extraordinary Organization, stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the strange phenomena, his whole body trembling.
"This is... the power of Zeus?" he murmured.
The assistant beside him said in a trembling voice, "I don't know, but the energy fluctuations in those thunderclouds have exceeded our monitoring limits."
Andreas remained silent.
As he looked at the golden thunderclouds and their faint outlines, a thought suddenly came to mind.
Are the Olympian gods about to return?
The Mesopotamian region.
Giant pillars of light appeared in the sky above the ancient Babylonian ruins.
The golden beams of light shot straight up from the ground into the sky, illuminating the night sky.
Within the pillar of light, some ancient runes could be faintly seen flowing.
Those runes are exactly the same as the writing on the clay tablets unearthed from the ruins.
The members of the Extraordinary Organization in Mesopotamia stood at the edge of the ruins, looking at the pillars of light with excitement on their faces.
"This is...our God responding to us!"
"It must be! They sensed the changes in Great Xia, so they're awakening too!"
The leading sage remained silent.
He just stared at those beams of light, his eyes burning.
really.
Their guess was correct.
The changes in Great Xia are triggering a global chain reaction.
Those beings that have been dormant for thousands of years are awakening one by one.
And their gods in the land of Mesopotamia were no exception.
"Prepare for the sacrifice," he said, his voice hoarse, "with the most solemn ceremony."
"Tell our God that their people are still waiting for them to return."
"Tell our God that their people are still waiting for them to return."
On the banks of the Nile.
Strange light and shadow appeared in the sky above the Giza pyramid complex.
The lights and shadows illuminated the night sky, making it bright and clear.
In the interplay of light and shadow, one can see some enormous figures.
Some have the heads of eagles and the bodies of humans, some have the heads of jackals and the bodies of humans, and some have a sun on their heads...
Those are the images of the gods of the Hippopotamus Kingdom.
Ra, Horus, Anubis, Thoth...
The legendary deities are now appearing in the sky above the pyramids in the form of light and shadow.
The leader of the Eye of Ra knelt on the ground, looking up at the lights and shadows, tears streaming down his face.
"Gods...you are finally returning..."
Behind him, a dark mass of people knelt on the ground.
Some were praying, some were weeping, and some were kowtowing frantically.
And within those lights and shadows, the images of those gods are looking down.
……
Izumo City, the land of cherry blossoms.
Susana Shrine.
Abe no Shokichi knelt inside the shrine, before whom was the head of Susanoo.
Behind him, the temple gates were tightly shut.
Outside, it was pitch black night.
Inside the temple, only a few eternal lamps burned, their flickering flames illuminating the head in an alternating light and shadow.
Abe Shōkichi knelt there, motionless.
He has been kneeling here ever since he returned from Hokkaido that day.
They knelt for a whole day and night.
They neither eat nor drink, nor sleep nor rest.
He is waiting.
Waiting for a response.
That day, the female voice that came from the head said that young boys and girls should be sacrificed, and the time would come.
He did as instructed.
Three hundred boys and girls were secretly collected from various places and worshipped at the shrine.
The cries of those children still echoed in his ears.
But Abe Shōkichi couldn't care less about that.
This sacrifice is worthwhile for the future of Japan.
but……
The ritual was complete, but Susanoo's head showed no reaction.
Abe Shōkichi felt increasingly uneasy.
Is...not enough?
Could it be... that more sacrifices are needed?
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside.
"My lord! My lord!"
It was the voice of one of his men, filled with barely suppressed terror.
Abe Shōkichi frowned, stood up, and pushed open the door to leave.
"What is it?"
The subordinate stood outside the door, his face pale, pointing to the sky, his lips trembling as he couldn't speak.
Abe Shōkichi looked in the direction he was pointing.
Then, he froze.
A crack appeared in the sky.
The crack was enormous, stretching across the entire sky from east to west, with no end in sight.
The crack was red, like a newly opened eye looking down at the earth below.
Crimson light poured down from the cracks, staining the entire land blood-red.