After a thorough drizzle, it was a sunny day, and the air was filled with the freshness of green leaves.
The sun hangs high in the air, pouring its brilliant rays into every corner and on the giants of the mountain peaks.
Beyond the giant's peak, a small bird rushed into the mountain in a panic, its form was too light to escape the prohibition that was already not strong, it chirped in panic, instinctively staying in a towering position.
If the bird had been in the distance, it would have been able to tell where it was standing, and it was standing on the tip of the giant's nose, and in front of it was the giant's half-open eyes.
It was a pair of completely petrified eyes, staring at the heavens without focus, and the long eyelashes at the eyelids curled slightly upward, making the dazed eyes seem to have a little life.
For hundreds of thousands of years, these petrified eyes have been half-open like this, looking up at the sky, and have looked up at countless days and nights, just like the sun, moon and stars, looking down on it at the same time.
But suddenly, the slightly flowing air on the giant's eyes seemed to stagnate, and the little bird standing at the end of the giant's nose stepped restlessly a few times, its wings also trembled, and it looked at the giant's eyes suspiciously.
The petrified eyes seemed to be overturned by flowing water, and a ripple like water swept across the eyes, and the air on the eyes flowed with it, and then, the long eyelashes suddenly fluttered.
The air suddenly cracked, and the bird's wings flapped rapidly into the air, but curiosity still made it reluctant to take its eyes off the changing eyes, and it flapped its wings a few times in mid-air, probably not seeing any danger in the sudden change of eyes, and then slowly landed on the tip of the giant's nose, tilting its head and staring at the giant's eyes.
The watery ripples swept across the giant's eyes again and again, and with each stroke, the color of the eyes changed slightly, the eyeballs became darker and brighter, the whites of the eyes were detached from the gray color, and the long eyelashes were gradually full of elasticity.
The sunlight poured down on the eyes that gradually appeared to be alive, and the eyes reflected the blue sky and white clouds, and the fiery sun, as if the sun's light was too dazzling, and these half-opened eyes finally blinked.
With a slight blink of his eyes, a gust of wind blew on the giant's face, and the little bird standing at the end of its nose tilted its body, spread its wings and flapped twice, stabilizing its body.
When the eyes opened again, there were a pair of cool eyes without waves, watery ripples scattered along the eyes around the head, and where they passed, the hard stone walls turned into elastic skin.
"Chirp" The little bird chirped twice restlessly, moved in place, and suddenly flapped its wings and flew again, flying directly above the giant's eyes, looking at the eyes that were dozens of times larger than its body in mid-air.
The giant's eyes were attracted by this little bird, and his eyes turned slowly, as if he was afraid of frightening the little bird, and the bird finally panicked, and once more flaped its wings, it actually got rid of the weak traction, and flew away the same way.
The light continued to flow, from the eyes to the bridge of the nose, to the lips and neck, and the entire Giant Mountain seemed to come alive.
In the Land of Atonement, Zhang Xiaohan was still sitting in the white jade square in front of the tombstone of Qiankun, and tens of thousands of monks sat beside her, all of whom were silent and expressionless, and if it weren't for the grim gaze shot from their open eyes, they would hardly be lifeless.
These are the puppets that the soul wood is refined together with the living souls of the ancient battlefields, and the high-aged soul wood can carry most of the strength that the living soul has before its death, and a clever refiner can even make the soul wood carry all the strength of the living soul during its lifetime.
For a year, Zhang Xiaohan would spend half of his time looking at the word "Qiankun" in front of the tombstone every day, and the rest of the time was refining soul wood, and the refined puppets could have been stored in the storage ring or in the soul flag, but Zhang Xiaohan kept placing them in the square, like half of the soldiers.
During this year, Zhang Xiaohan did not leave the White Jade Square again, she surrounded herself among her soldiers, and only occasionally stopped refining the soul wood, stopped staring at the tombstone of Qiankun, and looked back at the giant mountain in the distance, and on this day, she was looking back at the giant peak, and her eyes suddenly froze.
In the distance, a rainbow appeared above the giant's head, and then, the eye blinked, and vitality appeared on the giant's face in an instant.
The spiritual light flowed, constantly sliding down the giant's head, and countless spiritual lights and the light of the sun reflected each other, and the giant's huge body came alive in this intertwining light.
The giant's left arm moved slightly, and the "boom" vibration came from the giant's mountain range, and the boulder under the giant splashed, as if the sky was falling apart, and then the giant's upper body slowly lifted.
Zhang Xiaohan's gaze slowly looked up as the giant's body was raised, watching the giant's head slowly approach the white cloud, and then be shrouded by the white cloud, and then the giant's neck and shoulders.
The shaking of the earth followed, but the rumbling sound could not suppress the Sanskrit chanting of the tomb, and the panicked cries of birds and beasts came from the land of redemption, only Zhang Xiaohan and tens of thousands of puppets in the white jade square were still silent.
Zi Bing sat up slowly, the sunlight and the blue sky in his field of vision suddenly became much closer, and he watched his head slowly burrow into the clouds, and the feeling of water vapor wetting his face was so strong and so unfamiliar.
He looked up at the sun and inhaled softly like a newborn baby, this breath went from his mouth and nose to his lungs to the dantian, and his body shook suddenly, and he immediately separated from the boulder under him.
The rumbling sound appeared again, the mountain peak under him collapsed instantly, Zi Bing's body shook slightly, suspended in mid-air, he turned his head slightly, his eyes penetrated the clouds, and saw the endless low emerald green on his right side, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and his head quickly turned to the left.
Thousands of miles away, two lines of sight collided in mid-air, one was the size of a lake, the other was the size of a bright star.
A thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the clear sky, and a huge lightning bolt tore through the sky, and the blue sky was illuminated in an instant, and the lightning slashed down on the top of the giant's head.
A layer of colorless transparent aura suddenly appeared on the surface of the giant's body, and the huge lightning bolt was blocked by this layer of faint aura, and the lightning quickly plated the giant's body with a shining coat, and then inserted into the mountain peak at the giant's feet.
The mountain peak collapsed for the third time, and violent shaking was transmitted into the ground, and the giant trees in the land of atonement fell, and the earth and stones were turned over, but only the white jade ground and the place where Qiankun was buried remained unmoved. t1706231537: