The fat monk finished roaring to the sky, and after the echoes between heaven and earth disappeared, the entire Qixialing world suddenly fell into silence.
Less than a breath later, another voice of "No worship!" suddenly came from above the head.
The voice sounded very soft, but it penetrated countless golden sands and the whistling wind, and reached Cheng Yu's ears clearly.
Cheng Yu hurriedly looked up and saw that the golden sand that was all over the sky suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye, revealing the purple sky again.
Immediately afterwards, the wind and clouds surged above the head, and in a blink of an eye, they gathered into a giant purple hand that covered the sky and the sun.
Cheng Yu raised his eyes and looked around. The tips of the five fingers reached far to the horizon. The lines on the palm of his head in the middle were as thick as official roads.
"Woo!"
The giant hand brought up countless fierce winds and pressed them down on the entire Qixialing world.
At the same time, the five fingers stirred up the clouds and mist, quickly gathering towards the center.
The fat and golden monk, who was originally as big as a mountain, looked like a gold-painted clay doll under his giant hands.
But when the fat monk saw the giant hand coming toward him, his face didn't panic. Instead, his eyes shone with excitement.
"Donor, you finally couldn't help but come out... ugh!"
The fat monk raised his head and smiled excitedly. Before he finished speaking, his bald head was pinched by the five fingers of a giant hand, and he could no longer make a sound.
Five mountain-like fingertips squeezed together gently, and then heard a loud "bang!", and Cheng Yu felt that the ground beneath his feet was shaking.
He hurriedly flew back with the sword in his hand, but even so, he was still caught up by an invisible shock wave behind him, pushing him to accelerate and fly ten miles away, before he barely stopped.
Cheng Yu turned around and saw that he was safe for the time being, and then removed the protective barrier.
The head of the golden monk behind him had been crushed, and the remaining fat body collapsed, raising countless golden dust.
The five fingers of the giant hand were brought together and lightly fanned back and forth a few times. It was like a strong wind blowing in Qixia Ridge, and the dust quickly fell away.
The countless golden lotuses that were originally on the ground had long since disappeared, and only a small golden dot rose rapidly from where the great monk had just stood.
Cheng Yu raised his eyes and looked carefully. It turned out to be a golden lotus pod as big as a millstone.
The lotus pod didn't fly very far in the air before it was grabbed by the giant hand and held in the palm of the hand. There was another muffled sound of "Bang!" and streaks of golden light burst out between the five fingers of the giant hand.
After the golden light dissipated, the giant hand slowly spread out, and a total of nine golden light spots escaped from it.
The giant hand no longer made any movements at this time, but instantly turned into a purple cloud.
Even though the nine light points shuttled back and forth between the purple clouds and mist, they could never escape from its envelope.
The purple cloud gradually condensed inward, and the range of movement of the nine golden light spots became smaller and smaller. Finally, they even collided with each other, making a crisp collision sound of "Dang Dang!"
The purple mist finally condensed into a person's height, but the dancing and flickering golden light inside became increasingly dim.
The purple mist gradually fell, and when it was only a few inches above the ground, it hovered in the air. Then, with a "Woo!" sound, the mist surged and parted, and humanoid white shadows flashed out one after another from inside.
Cheng Yu looked intently, and saw that the white shadows were stacked one after another, as if they were the afterimages of someone stepping out of the purple mist clouds.
As soon as the man's feet landed on the ground, the afterimages behind him caught up with them and merged with them to form one person.
I saw the man dressed in white, with flying sleeves. He was handsome and elegant. He held his left hand behind his back and his right hand in front of him. In his hand were nine small pills shining with golden light. They were lying quietly in the man's hand. The entire palm of his right hand was held in his hands.
All reflected into a golden color.
"hiss……"
Cheng Yu suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he suddenly became dizzy. Looking at the man again, he seemed to be divided into several overlapping figures surrounding him.
He quickly calmed down his mind. After a few breaths, he raised his eyes and looked to the opposite side again. The double image of the man disappeared and turned into a single person again.
At this time, Cheng Yu looked at the opponent carefully from top to bottom, from head to toe, and suddenly felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, straight up his body and towards Tianling Gai.
The man opposite me, even in appearance and attire, was exactly the same as me.
And all he has is the Bujian sword with the black dragon scabbard in his hand, plus the sapphire gourd at his waist.
The man stood opposite, first looking at the sword in Cheng Yu's hand, and then at the jade gourd on his waist. His eyes were calm, which made people feel at ease.
After looking at it for a few seconds, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled:
"You're late."
"..."
Hearing the words "You're late" spoken by the person opposite, and the voice sounded familiar to him, Cheng Yu thought about it for a moment, then suddenly felt a shiver all over his body again.
That's exactly what my own voice sounds like!
"..."
"..."
"Gong...gong...congratulations, Master."
"Disciple congratulates Master for his natural way of teaching and his great success!"
Before Cheng Yu could recover, a sound of congratulations suddenly sounded from behind him. He hurriedly wanted to look back, but found that his body seemed to be frozen and unable to move.
But even though he couldn't move, the scene in his eyes automatically changed to the perspective of looking behind him. Behind him, he saw that the thin dog demon, unknowingly, and the boy Jin Shuyang, unknowingly, led dozens of old school captains in five-color uniforms,
They all fell to their knees.
Cheng Yu's perspective turned again, and the man opposite him who looked exactly like him was staring at the sword in his hand, and said with a slight smile:
"Good sword."
Cheng Yu's heart trembled when he heard this, and an idea suddenly emerged. He frowned and asked:
"Are you... Zixia Immortal Lord?"
The man opposite heard the words without comment, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly again as if in acquiescence. He looked at Cheng Yu up and down a few times with a smile, and then actually walked towards Cheng Yu with his feet up.
And as he was pacing, the afterimages behind him were connected again, and it was not until he stood still that they finally merged with his body.
The man on the opposite side had now reached less than a foot away from Cheng Yu. After standing still, he stretched out his hand and made a random move. The silent sword in Cheng Yu's hand actually flew away on its own and flew to the opponent.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The man raised his hand and grabbed the sword, squinting his eyes slightly and staring at the sword in front of him. After looking over it several times, he said, "Clang!"
With a sound, he pulled out a section of the Bujing Sword, revealing half of the bright silver sword body.
As if frightened, Bu Mingjian trembled slightly at first, but then calmed down.
The man looked at the bright silver sword in his hand, and actually sighed and said with a smile:
"It's interesting. I remember when I was in Mobei, I once held this sword and fought with others. At that time, I didn't know that it was so handsome inside..."
As he spoke, he stopped talking, but looked past Cheng Yu to the distant sky, remaining silent.
When Cheng Yu heard the other party talking about Mobei and fighting with others, he had already concluded in his heart that this person was indeed the person mentioned by Qin Hongyu and the Bai family's mother: Immortal Zixia.
I think back then, when Qin Hongyu led her men and horses to rush into the hinterland of the Barbarian Witch Court, the army almost had their souls stolen by the witch.
Fortunately, the legendary Immortal Zixia came to the scene and used Qin Hongyu's sword, which was the Bujing Sword in Cheng Yu's hand at this moment, to cut off the witchcraft and save them all.
I still remember Qin Hongyu once said that at that time, the immortal king was dressed in white, floating in the clouds, holding an unchanging sword in his hand, and wearing a simple and dusty sword. After looking at it briefly, he looked at Qin Hongyu and the others under the clouds,
He once said "What a sword!"
The more Cheng Yu thought about it, the colder he felt in his heart, because he still clearly remembered that after Qin Hongyu finished telling the story, he mistakenly recognized himself as the Immortal Lord Zixia...
An idea gradually became clear in his mind:
Could it be that I am the clone of Immortal Zixia?
At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded inexplicably in Cheng Yu's mind:
"My benefactor, with the body of a bird, can actually have such a handsome and extraordinary soul in human form. I think he must be a lofty person. That bird may not be the true form of my benefactor..."
This was the compliment he received from Jin Shaoyuan when he first met him in the small temple in Qingluozhuang.