Chapter 162 Life is just like catkins before the wind (third update!)
Author: Seeking spring and continuing the day
Chapter 162 Life is just like catkins before the wind (third update!)
Leaning quietly on the spot, he was afraid that there might be some energy fluctuations that could teach the great demon incarnation and the great golden elixir monk that might exist in the distance. For a long time, Chu Weiyang was not only practicing the law, but also carrying it by himself. Kanli's meditation practice has never been carried out.
In such a critical moment, Chu Weiyang would rather go slower and be more safe, rather than taking any risks.
In this way, such a long time passed, Chu Weiyang just leaned on the boulder, looking at the dark sky through the gap, and never saw anything from the beginning to the end.
It only lasted a whole day, and the roaring thunder sounded one after another.
At first, it sounded like it was in the distant sky, and later, it seemed like it was passing through the sky in a crooked circle. When it was closest, the sound of clashing thunder seemed to come straight from the sky above everyone's heads. Falling straight down.
At that time, just the roaring sound of thunder was enough to make Chu Weiyang's mind feel frightened with boundless trembling. He had no way of guessing, and he had never witnessed the realm of Gaomiao. Only the relationship between them The aftertaste and ferocity of the attack were still beyond Chu Weiyang's thoughts and ideas.
Suddenly, I felt how far away the heaven and earth were and how vast the universe was.
So, after a long time passed, the continuous roar of thunder quietly faded away again and again, until finally, even the thunder that originally struck like a bell was no longer heard.
Perhaps the unforeseeable and brutal fighting has come to an end. Perhaps it is difficult to tell the difference between life and death in such a high-level attack in a flash. Such a long-term fighting must be measured in day and night units.
On the spot, Chu Weiyang was very cautious and did not start his own practice. He even more carefully concealed his figure in the most corner of the stone room, the deepest part of the dark curtain.
Then Chu Weiyang took out the medicinal soup that he had brewed earlier and taught the cultivators to drink it to replenish the power of the demon veins.
For the Blood Demon Dao monks, this is no different from meditating and practicing. Therefore, the leakage of energy fluctuations is almost inevitable.
Even because of the poor quality of the Blood Demon Dao practice itself, the changes in Qi fluctuations after the cultivators swallowed the medicinal decoction were even more violent than the ordinary meditation practice.
At the same time, Chu Weiyang stood at the edge of the passage leading to the underground river. If anything went wrong, he planned to jump into the underground river to avoid the killing move. Even if it was difficult to escape for a while, Chu Weiyang had already I have prepared several rhetorical outlines in my mind.
After almost trying his best to prepare everything in his mind, Chu Weiyang watched helplessly as Zhu Xiu drank the soup in one gulp.
Rare and long sighs flashed across the numb faces of the five people. The domineering side of their magical qualities belonging to the blood of monsters began to show up in their bodies. While the uncontrollable energy surged, it also taught them... Their faces became rosy little by little.
So, after such a long time passed, he saw that everything was safe and that no one was paying attention to the deserted island and mountain after the storm. Chu Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
But then, some kind of dissatisfaction, like being ignored, emerged from Chu Weiyang's heart for no reason. He knew that he shouldn't have such emotions, he knew that temporary anger was not worth anything, and long-term peace and tranquility was the way to practice. The essence of the journey.
He understood the truth of all this, but at this moment, Chu Weiyang just couldn't calm down the dissatisfaction that emerged in his heart.
In the final analysis, I am just not strong enough.
Build the foundation! Build the foundation!
This was the first time that it was not to save his life, nor to get rid of the accumulated evil energy in the meridians, which gave Chu Weiyang an urgent impulse and idea to advance to the realm of foundation building.
Just like the dry grass that intertwined with each other in the endless fields when it was warm and cold, I don't know when, suddenly a wind and rain passed, and suddenly emerald-colored buds sprouted out, growing out of the chaos. Very good looking.
For the first time, Chu Weiyang's struggle and struggle in the present was no longer just about repaying debts for his past experiences, but also his ambition after accidentally looking at the future.
Still not strong enough!
When he thought of this, Chu Weiyang almost felt resentful. He turned his hand and picked up a willow ghost talisman, then raised his hand and raised the Xuanzhen Treasure Jian.
In the dark stone room, a gray-black mirror light suddenly appeared.
In just an instant, Chu Weiyang’s burning eyes became brighter and brighter!——
At the same time, the outer sea is extremely deep.
In the distance, a towering wave like a mountain had just gradually condensed from the layers of water vapor mist. Before the majestic momentum of the mountain could be revealed, a bright light began to appear in the same place. It exploded from the dark clouds.
Immediately afterwards, half-suspended in the air, there was an old Taoist wearing a dark blue robe. He raised his hand, held a strange seal in his withered palm, and held it emptyly in the vast clouds.
In an instant, as if triggered by earthly fire, the bright light manifested into brilliant thunder. Suddenly, it was like a waterfall of rain, falling from the sky one after another, and crashing on the sea tide that was as towering as a mountain.
boom--!
A roar that seemed far more violent than the explosion of thunder echoed across the heaven and earth as the seawater barrier collapsed.
In that flash, thunder fell, penetrating through the seawater barrier and intertwining into a fine thunder network.
It is like the magnificent flowers watered by the thunder and rain waterfall in the world.
However, this magnificent flower is poisonous, and even the aura itself has thorns. It only flashes for a moment, and while collapsing the seawater barrier, the large swaths of monsters that were trapped inside are blasted into charred corpses and powder.
But in this continuous network of intertwined thunder, suddenly, there was still a flash of white light.
The next moment, there was the vicissitudes of Fu Mei Lao Dao's shouting voice, which almost sounded at the same place as the swaying thunder.
"Old man with white scales! Get out of here——!"
But in the same place, due to the collapse of the majestic waves, the sea water rolled up, and waves surged in all directions, churning with dark red foam, and wrapped in large swaths of charred corpses of monsters, sinking or floating in it. Carefully, When I looked at it, I saw that there were many corpses of monster beasts inside, and I could probably still see the appearance of the white-scaled monster fish.
It's just that the white stream of light has suddenly gone away and has never been exposed in the air. When he looked back, along with the disappearance of the thunder, Fu Mei Laodao's standing figure suddenly turned into a phantom and shattered. .
There was no sound everywhere except the wind and rain.
When I looked again, what was left was a vast sea of mess.
——
In another place, it is clearly in the open sea. At this time, in the thick mist of water vapor, even though the tide is still surging continuously, there is silence everywhere, and there is some weird and unusual "peace". ”.
And in this peaceful atmosphere, when looking from a distance, through the layers of mist curtains, one can vaguely see a huge boat, quietly calming on the distant sea.
, with a hazy Taoist rhyme that seems to be ethereal and indistinct, waving towards the surroundings like sweet rain.
In an instant, all the violent storms seemed to have disappeared quietly. In just a moment, even the tiniest sound of the surging waves was inaudible.
So, in this weird silence, among the layers of clouds and mist, there was the great transformed demon with dark green hair, standing there with an ugly expression on his face, looking around with his cold eyes,
It seemed that he wanted to catch a glimpse of the figure of the Baihualou elder from behind the thick curtain of mist.
However, no matter how he looked, he could never see the human figure. Instead, there were dark golden filaments all around, and with the swirling evil wind, his figure was already shrouded in it.
, more colorful smoke and dust of different colors gradually dispersed from the whirling evil wind. At first glance, it looked more and more like there were colorful mist and haze everywhere.
Finally, at a certain moment, the Taoist priest seemed to be unable to bear the weirdness and silence, and his cold voice mixed with cruelty echoed in the dark golden filigree array.
"Elder, we have never had any grievances. In this disaster, is it worth risking your life for others? I understand that the sixth elder of your sect unfortunately passed away, but I did not kill her. Every injustice has its own debt.
Lord, at this time of crisis, why does the elder want to create another enemy for Baihualou?"
When I heard these words, suddenly, the demonic wind finally had fluctuations other than natural changes.
Suddenly, the figure of the lazy woman seemed to have stepped out of the clouds and smoke. When she stood up, she was already in front of the Taoist Zao.
At this time, some lazy mood could still be seen vaguely between her brows, but there was only a strange calmness in her expression, as if a storm was brewing.
For the first time, her slightly hoarse voice revealed what seemed to be boundless cold murderous intent.
"At a time when all cultivators in the human race are worried about the same enemy, do you expect me to be shaken by your two or three words? It's still a long way to go! You are right, it is exactly when the storm is in danger that I need to come to you.
What's the trouble! Baihua Tower is isolated on the open sea. It has never been an easy task. The more precarious it is, the more ruthless the people in charge have to be! If the means are not ruthless, how can we gain a foothold on the open sea!
Sixth Junior Sister is gone, and she has also taken away Baihualou’s decades-long reputation overseas. Now I have to re-establish these things little by little! If I remember correctly, I snooped from the air that day.
Is there something wrong in my eyes? Have you ever wavered in the idea of destroying Baijie Yunfang? Today, as long as you keep your life, you are not making enemies of Baihua Tower! It is me establishing my authority!"
When the words fell, the colorful mist and haze in the sky steamed up, covering the figure of the Taoist Zao. Then the dark golden filaments swirled with spiritual light, revealing the supreme magic circle of Baihua Tower!
"The difference between Tao and Dharma is as small as clouds and mud. You and I have already distinguished ourselves before we took action. Now, let's decide between life and death!"
As the words fell, colorful light evaporated.
The haze seemed to stir up the wind and rain, carrying the majestic water vapor and rising into the sky!
But in the distance, Baijie Yunfang is still sitting there, almost like the spring breeze turning into rain, spreading the hazy Taoist charm.
Immediately, all the fierce sounds and majesties were covered up in it.
Just a moment later, along with the shrill screams that even the clouds of hundreds of realms could not cover up, suddenly, among the colorful mist and haze, a line of blue blood fell from the mid-air.
At the head of the boat, Shi Yuting, wearing a heavy curtain hat, saw the blue sky in the distance, holding a glass of wine and slowly pouring it into the sea in front of him.